This huge spiral drill bit was polished from an unknown milky white stone material. The surface was covered with spiral patterns. There was a sharp drill thorn on the top. It was turning crazily and pierced the mother's body. Her chest was penetrated to the core.
A large amount of warm blood spurted out along the blood hole on his chest, causing Zhang Fan's whole body to be dyed red.
The sudden drill attack came too quickly and unprepared, piercing the mother's body in just a moment.
At this moment, the mother's eyes widened a bit, and a large mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth. The life of the whole person disappeared at an extremely fast speed at this moment.
She tried her best to open her eyes wide, and desperately stretched out her long and twisted hands, trying to touch Zhang Fan's face, but...
After all, it was still a step too slow.
Accompanied by the roar and tremors of the huge whirlpool-shaped building in the distance, the huge auger bit quickly shrank back together with the mother's body.
The mother was unable to resist, and the light in her eyes dimmed.
The light grew dimmer and she grew weaker.
She is going to die.
He will die in this terrifying whirlpool ruins.
A large bloody teardrop slipped from her right eye, and finally flew out and floated into the distance.
"Mom!——" Zhang Fan saw his mother being taken away by the auger, his teeth cracked and he let out a low roar.
He wanted to catch up, but in front of him, and even in all directions, groups of twisted people began to stand up crookedly, blocking his path.
"go back......"
His mother is getting further and further away from Zhang Fan and gradually becomes out of reach.
At this time, she was dying, and her life was about to come to an end. But before her vision was about to blur, when she saw Zhang Fan surrounded by densely packed people, as a mother, she still used all her strength, hysterically, and used In a hoarse voice, he shouted the word "go back."
She wanted Zhang Fan to go back.
Don't die here.
The horror of the whirlpool ruins cannot be resisted by human power. The only way is to run as far as possible.
Run to the ends of the earth and never come back.
Although the little puppy in front of her was not her biological son, after two or three days of getting along with him, she had truly regarded Zhang Fan as her own child.
Even if he dies, he cannot become a burden to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan wants to live and live peacefully.
It's not worth it for a mother like her.
Maybe people like him should have died long ago.
He should have died with Little Dog Dan a long time ago.
Perhaps, the real Little Dog Dan is still waiting for him under the Nine Springs.
Perhaps, if there is an afterlife, I really want to be the biological mother of this fake puppy in front of me.
But it was too late.
It's all over.
Gradually, the mother's body was retracted back onto the swirling giant building by the auger bit at an extremely fast speed.
Just as soon as it came into contact with the giant building, the mother's highly twisted body was shattered by the terrifying power into a blood mist that filled the sky and dispersed into the air.
The thick blood mist scattered on the surface of the twisted human bodies on the ground, revealing a desolate desolation.
At this point, the mother died.
Before she died, she was still desperately urging Zhang Fan to leave.
Seeing his mother's death, Zhang Fan's eyes widened with anger, and he felt so depressed and uncomfortable that he could hardly breathe.
There was an extremely intense pain in my heart.
Since he was very young, he has been told by relatives and friends that his parents passed away due to an accident.
At that time, because he was too young, he did not know the meaning of death.
But later.
As time went by and he grew up, he understood a lot of things.
It turns out that death means never being able to see each other again. It means that your favorite family members have gone to another world far away and can never come back.
Leaving him alone.
Since he was a child, no one liked him and no one wanted to play with him.
He could only hide far away behind the big tree, stick his head out, and look at other people's children with envy, being cared for, loved and cared for by their parents.
He often asked himself why he lived so hard and lonely compared to others.
Why, no one likes me, why, no one loves me.
Is it just because you are an orphan whose parents both died?
There is no maternal love or father's love. Like an abandoned beggar, he is despised by everyone.
He is obviously so well-behaved and obedient, but why does the world treat him like this?
Today, he finally felt a touch of warm maternal love from a mother.
It was clear that there was only one last step left before he could leave with his mother.
Why, now, even this hard-earned maternal love has been taken away?
What kind of world is this?
What kind of world is this?
Is this the law of heaven?
Is this my destiny?
why treat me like this......
An unprecedented rage and unwillingness suddenly rose in Zhang Fan's heart, almost swallowing him up.
So cold.
So lonely.
so lonely.
It turns out that the beauty I long for is so far out of reach.
hatred!
So hateful!
I really hate it!
Zhang Fan shook his body and took a shaky step forward.
But after taking one step, Zhang Fan felt a sweet sensation in his throat and spit out a large mouthful of blood. His whole expression instantly became extremely depressed.
Taking another step, Zhang Fan spit out blood again.
Vaguely, inexplicable auditory hallucinations appeared in his ears again, and even ethereal hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes.
In a daze, he saw the vicious Zhang Fan's figure appearing strangely.
He laughed sarcastically and laughed sharply.
He seemed to be standing at the apex of evil, mocking Zhang Fan for his incompetence.
"Weak, useless, idiot."
"Is this all you have? Will you cry when you encounter a little setback?"
"Waste, hahaha, you waste!!"
Vicious Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Fan's lonely look, raised his head and let out a harsh laugh.
Zhang Fan listened silently to his insults without speaking or making any excuses.
Slowly, just as Zhang Fan was about to take the third step, his vision suddenly blurred, and then his consciousness fell into endless darkness.
With a plop, Zhang Fan's body fell straight down and fell to the ground full of twisted people.
...
real world.
Midnight 1:18am.
In the distant city of Dameng, in the city center, a luxurious community.
A woman with twin ponytails suddenly woke up from her sleep.
This woman was very young, with a baby face. She was wearing black and white pajamas. She sat up, breathing heavily and sweating profusely.
She looks to be in her thirties, with a well-maintained figure and appearance. Her family is quite wealthy, and she comes from a wealthy family.
Next to the woman, sleeping was a middle-aged man with slightly white temples. There were not many wrinkles on his face, and he looked handsome and delicate, exuding an aura of calmness and self-importance.
"What's wrong? Have you had a nightmare?"
The middle-aged man also sat up, frowned slightly, and asked with concern.
"I just had a nightmare... I dreamed that something happened to our son."
The woman with the double ponytails looked pale and seemed to be worried.
"Dream about your son?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes froze, a little surprised.
"Our son is still studying in Kyoto. His academic performance has always been good, and he has a rich girlfriend. What can he do?"
"This boy is living a good life." The middle-aged man laughed dumbly. When he talked about his son, a proud smile always appeared on his face involuntarily.
"I don't know, I don't know either. The dream just now was really scary."
"I dreamed that our son was walking in a dark world. His back was turned to us. The first time I saw him, I didn't know why I wanted to cry. It was inexplicably heartbreaking."
"When I chased him and held his hand, I discovered that there were cracks on his face, like a broken porcelain doll, with debris constantly falling off."
"I was so scared that I woke up from this nightmare just as I was about to hug him." The woman with the double ponytails, her voice trembling, told the nightmare she had just had.
"Don't worry, this is all a dream. It must be some movie you watched yesterday that caused these nightmares at night."
"It's better to go to bed early now, and wait until dawn to call our son and ask." The middle-aged man comforted gently.
"No, I'll call him now, otherwise I'll feel uneasy."
At this point, the woman with double ponytails found her mobile phone from the bedside, skillfully found a phone contact, and dialed the number directly.
The phone only rang for less than ten seconds before it was answered.
A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
He asked what was the matter.
The woman with the double ponytails was slightly relieved when she heard her son's voice. She quickly said that nothing happened and that she missed you.
Hearing this reason, the young man was helpless and could only talk with a wry smile for a while, then hung up the phone silently.
He had just finished playing games with his roommates in the dormitory and was getting ready to go to bed when he received a call from his mother.
He thought something had happened at home, so he called so late, which really shocked him.
Since everything was fine at home, he was relieved.
After stretching, the young man closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.
But halfway through his sleep, he heard the fat man on the lower bunk yelling and screaming. He stood up and patted the young man. While patting him, he shouted excitedly: "Zhang Fan, look, you are fat." My soul has made gold, Wocao, I have made gold."
"What's so weird about withdrawing money? I've already maxed out the roles in my soul, so it's not interesting."
The young man named Zhang Fan had a disdainful smile on his face and was not too surprised.
"Yes, yes, who doesn't know how rich our young master Zhang Fan's family is, and the food and drinks he has are not comparable to those of us little characters." The fat man said with an envious look on his face.
"Get out of here, don't keep looking for trouble every day."
"Zhang Fan" sneered, feeling very helpless.
Following the dim light of the dormitory, I finally saw the young man's face clearly.
His appearance is actually 70% similar to the real Zhang Fan.
This scene is particularly surprising.
...
"If it's not our son, then could it be..." The woman with the double ponytails seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly dimmed a bit.
"Definitely not that beast."
"That beast is long dead! We don't have a son like that!"
"Remember, we only have one child now, and he is going to college in Kyoto, not that beast in Xianghua Village, Dujiang City."
Hearing the words of the woman with double ponytails, the anger in the middle-aged man's heart was instantly ignited.
"After so many years, he must have grown up long ago."
"He was so young at that time. When we left, he was only four years old..." The luster in the eyes of the woman with double ponytails became increasingly dim. Halfway through her words, she felt deeply depressed. head.
"So what if he was four years old? Don't forget how big a crime he committed back then."
"People often say that people are inherently good at first, but I think this beast is a vicious devil."
"A child in the village just scolded him, and this beast went to their well water at night and poured rat poison into it. If we hadn't discovered it in time, who knows what kind of big mistake it would have caused?"
"Even later, I will do the kind of unscrupulous thing, killing my mother and my father..."
"Forget it, let's not mention this beast. Just pretend that we never gave birth to him. Remember, we only have one son now, and that is Zhang Fan, who is studying in college in Kyoto."
After saying this, the middle-aged man seemed to be unable to suppress his inner anger any longer. He gave a low drink, then lay down again and began to sleep.
Seeing him like this, the woman with the double ponytails opened her mouth, but stopped talking, so she had to close her mouth silently and said no more.
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