Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh why change
After standing firm, the man in the baseball cap spit out a breath of turbid air. He raised his hand, as if he was checking something. Tang Ye saw that his tiger's mouth had been shaking blood, and his whole hand was shaking slightly, but
He didn't see any fear at all. On the contrary, he seemed very surprised. The injured hand he raised seemed to be not his own, just like checking the machine to see if there was any wear and tear.
If the pain doesn't hurt, there will be no painful expression on his face.
He lowered his head, so that Tang Ye could not see his expression, but Tang Ye saw that his shoulder was slight shaking. This movement was not something that could only be felt by the pain in his body, but more like the other person was lowering his face.
laugh!
Yes, it was just laughing, and Tang Ye vaguely saw his mouth open.
"Marantor Li, your strength is really beyond my expectations, hehe hahahaha~"
"It seems you can see it." Tang Ye said lightly, jokingly, his overall strength increased by more than nine times when he evolved from level 5 to level 6, and his strength increase of nearly ten times is equivalent to being stronger than other level 6 people
The power is twice as high as it is, even if it is not as high as it is when it is evolved in the seventh level, it is not comparable to that of ordinary seventh level new humans.
"You are surprised, I am not surprised. If you break my rules, I will go to hell for me!"
"Hell? You actually said hell? Isn't this hell? Hahaha!"
The man in the cap suddenly burst into laughter, his voice a little more crazy than before!
"I've seen hell for a long time. You haven't seen hell yet, right? Marshal Li?"
The man in the baseball cap held the knife, twisted his body and looked at Tang Ye with a sensation. The expression on his face seemed to eat lemon, crazy and violent.
Tang Ye's turning knife turned around and walked towards him coldly, but at this time, the man in the baseball cap seemed to feel something, and turned his head and looked at him.
"What?" The smile on his face suddenly disappeared and he began to be on guard against something.
The residents who were retreating farther and farther away looked at everything here, and they were talking, but at this time, Tang Ye suddenly stopped. The zombie's keen hearing made him capture another passage in the noisy discussion.
"............People from the Peace Society...... Someone is taking action..."
"What? Peace...the soldiers were attacked...in the front."
Tang Ye frowned. He quickly perfected the two intermittent conversations in his heart, and soon guessed the real meaning.
There are soldiers from the Peace Society attacked!
As his emotions moved, the man in the cap put down his guard against the surroundings, as if something had left.
"Marson, can't you go and have a look?"
The man in the cape obviously also captured this conversation, looking at Tang Ye with a wicked smile, waiting for what would he react in the next second.
Tang Ye glanced at him coldly, then took Song Muyuan to the opposite direction to the man in the baseball cap.
"goodbye!"
The cap lowered his head, smiled, put away his hand and bone knife, turned around and left. The people around him hurriedly made way for him because of his approach. This existence that could compete with the overlord of the coalition district had to be solemnly.
The man in the baseball cap was not interested at all. After several twists and turns, he entered a dark alley that had been always dark, walked to the innermost door, and opened the door.
The room behind the door is only about thirty square meters, and there is no other furniture except a chair. There is a blanket on the floor because it has not been cleaned for a long time and looks very dirty. The air is filled with a thick stream of air.
Mudy smell.
In the corner of the room, there was a woman covered in blood and hair. Her feet were hanging, her hands were violently twisted into a twist shape and then knotted. The muscles and skin under her armpits were torn, which could be clearly seen.
The organization inside.
The clothes were torn to pieces, and a long wound was pulled out by a sharp weapon. If someone could see the situation behind the wound, they could find that most of the remaining organs in her body, except for the necessary organs such as the heart and lungs.
Has been removed.
The blood flowing from the woman after the murderer did not finish all this was not cleaned up, so that the blanket around the woman had long disappeared from its original color, all of which were brown after the blood had dried up.
The most surprising thing is that even though most of the organs in the body were removed, the woman was still alive. She had a drip on her left wrist and contained nutrient solution to ensure that she could continue to live.
After the man in the baseball cap came in, he gently closed the door, shook out all the zombie scales in his pocket, and then came to the woman.
Seeing him coming, the woman raised her head, her eyes full of numbness, and she was not afraid.
She has lived with this man for a long time. He is a devil! And he is an extremely crazy devil!
She didn't know his real name, she only knew that many people called him the paint man!
Before meeting him, the woman never imagined that she would become like this in the future, and the organs in her body were removed one by one. The pain was unimaginable, and she didn't even know how she survived it.
Her numb eyes were not because she was not afraid, but because she was tortured a lot and got used to it. No one could imagine how desperate she felt when the days were just beginning.
"I'm back."
The man in the baseball cap said softly, with a gentle tone, just like he said to his wife after one day's work.
The woman looked up at him, her hair covering her face, and she could only see her blood-filled eyes, without any emotion in it, just like a puppet.
She didn't answer him, not that she couldn't answer, but that she couldn't speak at all. Her tongue had been torn off by this man and was now sunk on the windowsill. After a long time, her originally plump tongue shrank and turned into a ball of black pieces.
People who don’t know about it thought it was a piece of slack cloth on their clothes when they saw it.
She could only make an ugly whimper, which made her who once loved singing and was proud of her voice, unable to bear it. She would rather not speak for herself for the rest of her life until she died.
However, the man in the cape didn't care about her words. He continued to say gentlely: "I brought the things, but on the way here, I found that I seemed tired of playing, and you didn't resist... Alas~ It's so boring."
"Why? Why do everyone change? Why can't everyone be the same as they were at the beginning? Why do you become so obedient? Why don't you resist now? Why?"
"Where is your arrogance? Where is your arrogance? Come out! Don't you love cleanliness? Look at you now, like a mouse in the sewer, dirty and smelly! Why do you become filthy?