Yao Fujiang never dreamed that things would turn out like this. He didn't expect that when danger came, Wu Wei would not only escape alone, but even kick him when he was leaving. This kick not only made him lose the possibility of escape, but also It was this kick that put him, Yao Fujiang, into a desperate situation.
No matter how the black shadow worm appeared silently or how the black shadow worm would kill him, none of it mattered to Yao Fujiang now, because he had no chance to escape and had lost all survival. Perhaps, the only outcome waiting for him was death. After all, he had seen his body and the shadow beetle overlap with each other a second ago. In his impression, the middle-aged security guard died after the shadow beetle entered his body.
Pain, despair, and finally self-mutilation and death!
He could foresee how he would end up...
Therefore, after confirming that he had no chance of survival, Yao Fujiang thought of almost nothing. The only thing he thought of was what Zhao Ping had said when he and the two newcomers left, a sentence that he did not understand and did not pay attention to at first. I have thought about it, but now I have a lot of thoughts:
"Human nature is often not as simple as it seems."
(Yes, human beings are indeed the most complex creatures in the world. As the saying goes, nothing is more terrifying than a beetle, and nothing is more vicious than the human heart... You know people, their faces, but not their hearts. Human nature is really not as simple as it seems...)
(Unfortunately, it’s too late to understand this truth now. I still take it too much for granted. Wu Wei, I’m the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!!!)
Plop!
Snap!
Carrying this unwillingness, mixed with that regret, and mixed with the overwhelming anger towards Wu Wei who betrayed him, Yao Fujiang, who had already overlapped with the human-shaped black shadow in the process of leaning back, fell to the ground. In the process, the cat's eyes The flashlight fell from his hand, and when it fell to the ground, the beam of light happened to shine on Yao Fujiang's body.
Next…
It was hell, and Yao Fujiang was in hell.
Severe pain!
As soon as he fell to the ground, an unimaginable severe pain swept through the young man's body in an instant, covering every piece of skin on his body. Along with the severe pain, there was an uncontrollable itching. This feeling is difficult to describe, like If he had to describe it in words, perhaps the most appropriate way to describe it would be to say he was in a sea of ants. Tens of thousands of ants were climbing on him, and countless ants were biting at him! As we all know, there is a huge size difference between humans and ants. Ants cannot kill humans anyway. Even if a human is bitten by an ant, it will still not hurt or even feel anything, but...
What if there are a thousand, ten thousand, or hundreds of thousands?
Yes, at this moment, Yao Fujiang was like being submerged by a sea of ants. Every inch of his skin was constantly being climbed and bitten. In the end, there were only two feelings left, namely, severe pain and unbearable itching.
No creature in the world can bear this feeling!
"Aaahhhhh!!!"
Exactly as expected, as soon as the pain and itch appeared, the flat-headed young man let out a series of shrill howls on the spot, and his hands immediately clawed at his body frantically. At this moment, Yao Fujiang lost all thinking ability and everything Self-conscious, there was only one thought left in my mind, scratch, scratch my body. Only in this way can I slightly alleviate the pain that is comparable to the eighteenth level of hell. For a moment, in this corridor with all the lights turned off, the cat-eye flashlight on the ground Under the irradiation, the young man with a flat head made exactly the same actions as the middle-aged security guard in the original video, and made the same struggle as the middle-aged security guard.
Bala!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
Bala!
Bala!
Gululu...
At this moment, as the screams continued and his clothes were torn by his hands, it didn't take long for Yao Fujiang, who was rolling crazily on the ground, to become more and more miserable. His clothes were torn with holes one after another, exposing his skin. He never stopped with his hands. He started scratching the skin unscrupulously. Due to excessive force, just a few scratches, the originally intact skin had already revealed patches of red scratches. The skin inevitably burst under this crazy scratching, and the red liquid It is also inevitable to spurt out from the wound site.
In less than a minute, under the continuous self-inflicted scratching, the body suddenly became wet, so much so that some parts of the body even exposed the internal tissue after being scratched several times and even... were vaguely visible. Sensen XX.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
However……
Even so, Yao Fujiang, who has almost turned into a red man, has not stopped moving or struggling. He is still scratching crazily and wailing miserably. He cannot bear the huge pain and itching feeling. This method of self-mutilation can be used to alleviate physical pain as much as possible, but this is in vain. Not only is it in vain, his life is also rapidly drained by this act of self-mutilation. Gradually, Yao Fujiang's body becomes more and more shocking, and the nails on his hands are covered in His face, neck, chest, waist, and legs were covered with wounds. His whole body was red. The ground beneath him and the walls of the corridors on both sides had been splashed everywhere by flying red liquid. He …
He is dying.
Therefore, his movements inevitably slowed down as his life was rapidly lost, but...
Perhaps the extreme pain caused the itchy body to gradually become numb, or the intense tearing caused too much physical energy to drain away. In a daze, although Yao Fujiang was still scratching his body, his brain briefly regained some autonomy due to fatigue. Yes, although this sense of autonomy is weak, it still makes Yao Fujiang aware of reality and what he is currently doing in reality. He realizes that he is self-harming, he realizes that he is committing suicide now, and he also realizes that he will not live long. …
Unfortunately this is of no use.
Even if he regained some consciousness, the uncontrollable severe pain and itching in his body was still unbearable. His hands were still scratching his body. This kind of scratching was uncontrollable. It was not controlled by the brain, but was controlled by the body. Driven by instinct, that is to say, unless he dies immediately, Yao Fujiang will not be able to stop this kind of self-mutilation no matter what. Therefore, strictly speaking, it is meaningless to regain some self-consciousness in pain, and it will only make himself more painful to watch. The cruel process of committing suicide.
However, Yao Fujiang did not want to continue with this kind of pain, because this kind of pain was too terrible and unbearable!
(No, we can’t continue like this, end it all, we must end it immediately!)
That's right, although a slightly clear consciousness cannot prevent self-mutilation, it at least gave Yao Fujiang, who was unwilling to continue to suffer, an idea, an idea, an idea to end the pain as soon as possible or even get rid of the pain as soon as possible!
"Whoa, whoa!"
As soon as the thought came out, Yao Fujiang's body started to move. In order to end this pain as soon as possible, in order to end this inhuman torture that was comparable to the eighteenth level of hell as soon as possible, relying on the brief appearance of Self-awareness, the next moment, the boy with a flat head moved. He suddenly let out a loud roar and climbed up from the ground. Then, with his whole body covered with injuries, he stretched his head and rushed forward desperately, heading in front of him. Hit that corridor wall!
Ta-ta-ta-ta!
"Ugh!!!"
Yao Fujiang knew that his brief recovery of consciousness would soon dissipate, and that soon his physical strength would completely disappear due to this continuous self-mutilation. Therefore, in order to avoid further torture and still have some physical strength, the flat-headed young man made He made the decision, that is, while his self-awareness is still there, while he still has some physical strength, and before he kills himself, he takes the initiative to end it all. There is no doubt that it is best to commit suicide before he kills himself. Choice is the only choice and the only way to relieve pain.
With this loud roar, Yao Fujiang struggled to get up and hit the opposite wall with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when Yao Fujiang, who was bent on death, used all his strength and was about to hit the wall in front of him with his head half a meter away, his right foot accidentally stepped on the cat-eye flashlight on the ground, and the flashlight suddenly rolled , causing Yao Fujiang to lose his center of gravity, and the body that was rushing towards him inevitably deviated slightly due to the shaking of his body...
The next second, Yao Fujiang still hit the wall, but because of the shaking of his body just now, his forehead did not hit the wall directly. Instead, his face was the first to touch the wall.
Bang!
Cock, plop!
Next, as the nose bones broke, as the nosebleeds splattered, and as several teeth flew into the sky, the flat-headed young man failed to commit suicide and completely lost his strength. At this moment, his brain went blank and his vision was extremely blurred. In this situation similar to In the blurry state of the boundary between life and death, after swaying his body in front of the wall for a few times, Yao Fujiang fell backwards and fell to the ground...
Plop.
The broken body suddenly fell to the ground, but... when he fell to the ground, because the cat's-eye flashlight that always emitted light in the darkness happened to be behind him, when Yao Fujiang fell to the ground, his back was inevitably pressed directly on it. On the flashlight...
The flashlight was completely covered by the body, so it was natural that the corridor, which could still maintain some light due to the presence of the flashlight, instantly became dark.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
At the same time, on the ground, although Yao Fujiang was not dead, he felt more desperate in his heart. Yes, he knew very well that the severe pain and itching feeling would not let him go, and he knew that unless he died, his hands would still be there. He continued to grab his body under control, but the strange thing was...
When he fell to the ground, or the moment when the corridor was completely plunged into darkness, Yao Fujiang suddenly found that the severe pain and itching sensation that originally swept through his body disappeared! ?
The only thing left was the natural physical pain from the scratch wounds.
(What...what's going on?)
