There is a completely different difference between a human being entering a sheep flock and a lamb entering a crowd. In the former case, the group cannot distinguish the murderous intent, while in the latter case there is no threat to the group.
Compared with the Sunrise World, the humans from Zhang Hanju's world were real humans, and in their eyes, the humans in this world might have a lower status than sheep, comparable to ants.
Jack tilted his head and smiled, "The game is still going on, how about it, surprise!"
Zhang Hanju didn't recognize the man who took off his mask, but she remembered his voice.
"What do you want?"
He smiled and said, "The cats in the cat cage have run away, so why are we playing? Wherever the cats go, we have to chase them."
Zhang Hanju looked at the dining table and the harmonious family eating numbly. For the first time in her life, she became frightened and felt cold all over her body. Even when the pain of death enveloped her, she lay on her back on the ground and her vitality disappeared. The pain slowly passed through her body, and she had never been so scared.
Because she was never afraid of death.
Perhaps, she never thought that she was secretly looking forward to death, so she told An Shuang without any scruples that even if she died, it would be okay.
For a person who has lived as if he were dead for a long time, the fear of death will become weaker before death comes.
She couldn't say a word.
As soon as he made a move to stand up, the long-haired girl behind Jack on the opposite side saw a protrusion from the top of his leather jacket, and she knew it was the muzzle of a gun.
This shit-like game has no end. Even if she wants to cheat and stop playing, the initiative is never in her hands. She can only follow their steps.
As long as they want to play, damn, she has to stay with them until as long as they want.
At this time, the waiter continued to serve a lamb leg. Because the bones were not removed, there was a knife half a forearm long next to the dish.
As soon as the food arrived, Zhang Hanju prayed in his heart.
Jack reached for the knife faster than she did, "Tsk, it doesn't look very sharp."
Zhang Hanju felt bad, "What are you trying to do to me?"
Jack made two gestures in the air, touched the blade and said, "But I quite like using unpleasant knives. Do you know why?"
Zhang Hanju had no intention of guessing his thoughts, "What do you want to say?"
"It actually hurts more when you cut someone with a dull knife. Don't you understand this?"
"Fuck you!"
As soon as he cursed, his knife had already landed on the back of Zhang Ziyang's hand, piercing the back of his hand straight across the table, and his flesh and blood body was fixed on the wooden table.
As the blade of the knife penetrated, Zhang Ziyang let out a cry of pain, "Ah!"
Zhang Hanju could no longer remain calm, "Stop! Stop!"
Jack put the knife away. The blade was stuck between the wood and the hand bone. It was difficult to pull it out at once. He gathered strength and pulled it out in one fell swoop. Blood immediately flowed down the back of Zhang Ziyang's hand. He was so painful that he couldn't pull it back. He kept trembling and let out rough breaths.
After doing this, he threw the knife in front of Zhang Hanju, "I'm giving you a gift. You should have received it just now, and now I'll give you another gift."
Zhang Hanju had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed the knife and flew across the table, pointing the knife at his throat.
His companions all took out their guns and pointed them at Zhang Hanju, "Don't move."
Zhang Hanju sneered, "Don't move. If you do, I'll kill him."
Jack sighed, "You really make me sad."
As he spoke, he held Zhang Hanju's wrist and stabbed it straight to his throat. Zhang Hanju was shocked by his unexpected move. In an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum changed. He didn't care about the wound at all, and easily escaped from Zhang Hanju's hand. Took away the knife.
She has no leverage.
The boy next to the long-haired girl cursed, "If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined."
One shot fired.
"No!"
Zhang Hanju clearly saw it but was unable to stop it. He could only see the tragedy happening.
The long-haired girl followed closely with another shot.
Just when they were about to attack Zhang Ziyang, Jack stopped them, "Keep him here, don't kill him yet."
Seeing that Zhang Hanju was completely out of control, he came over and whispered something in her ear.
After that, he put the handcuffs on her wrists and locked one end to the safety guardrail, "How about, give it a try?"
He took out the lighter from his arms and called Zhang Ziyang over.
He stared into his eyes and said a few words in his ear. As if he was hypnotized, he nodded every time he said something.
Zhang Hanju yelled, "What did you do to him?!"
Jack raised his finger to his lips, "Shh."
The burning lighter was thrown on the tablecloth, and soon a raging fire ignited. The music "Honor Me Glory" continued in the flames, and the parallel rising flames and black smoke were like the breath of the devil, raging in this game world.
In the light of the fire, Zhang Ziyang slowly approached with a pistol handed to Jack when he left.
Is there anything more terrifying than watching the person you cherish most kill yourself? No more, she sat quietly, waiting for her fate.
She didn't blame anyone, because this was the setting of the program. If he couldn't disobey the program and the hunter's instructions, it was also the world's problem, and it was never Zhang Ziyang's fault.
Even if he killed her a hundred times, a thousand times, she would never hate him.
The flames burned stronger and stronger. She looked at the bodies of her family members in the fire. Her father leaned on the table and her mother leaned on the chair. Zhang Hanju slowly closed his eyes.
It doesn't matter, dying with them is the best ending for her.
Time passed by, and the pain of being burned in the fire could not be avoided. She couldn't help but open her eyes.
Then she saw the strangest thing in the world.
Zhang Ziyang raised his gun, but kept that movement and refused to take another step forward.
"Can you let me go?" Zhang Hanju knew that this was impossible.
"I am a sister, have you forgotten?" She shed tears, "Originally I didn't know why I came to this inexplicable place, but when I saw you, I didn't complain about anything, no matter what the people in that world did to me. , I will not hate them anymore. I swear, if I can see you again, I will forgive all the pain."
Zhang Ziyang shook his head.
"Can't you let me go?"
He nodded.
Zhang Hanju looked at him and said, so be it.
"Okay, then you can kill me once, it's fair."
Zhang Ziyang raised the pistol and slowly pulled the trigger. At this moment, Zhang Hanju's pupils suddenly dilated.
Zhang Ziyang's figure was reflected in her pupils.
He smiled and the gunshot rang out.
The pistol was pointed at his own temple.
Blood flowed from his skull.
"No, no...it shouldn't be like this..."
Zhang Hanju cried bitterly. She desperately tried to reach his body, but her wrists were restrained, making it difficult for her to escape no matter what.
She saw the knife in the firelight and stretched out her hand.
Closer, closer.
Finally touched the hot blade.
She held the knife.
Looking around, I saw only three bodies.
The knife fell from her hand, along the wrist, and without any hesitation, she cut off her own wrist.
