He is a girl of words

Chapter 354 Ask him for help, pray to her

People live for what?
People live to be happy.

What do people do to survive?
In order to survive, people will give up happiness.

……

"Obviously I did nothing wrong, but I have to bear this inhuman treatment."

【Strength will bring happiness, but also disaster. 】

"Damn strength, I lived in an ordinary life. For this kind of life, I insisted on it for more than ten years, and it was easily destroyed like this."

[I am not an ordinary person, and a disguise cannot become a lifetime disguise. 】

"Ordinary people, heh, is it so difficult to be an ordinary person?"

[Yes, some people are born mediocre, and some people are born noble.Some people can become stronger through acquired efforts, while some people are born strong.The world is so unfair. 】

"Unfair? I didn't hurt people's hearts. People don't offend me. I don't offend others. For the sake of daily life and a peaceful life, I let go of many people who hurt me. But I got such an answer!"

【What do you want? 】

"Please take back this ability, and I will return to normal."

[Sorry, I can't do this. 】

"Then what can you do?"

[I can help you kill that person. 】

"Kill that person?"

【Yes. 】

"Bai Xiaomeng, are you willing to lend her your body?"

(I don't...I...would...)
……

In order to survive, human beings have always had a strong desire to survive. Some people will ask the devil for help, and some people will pray to the gods.

"Then who can I turn to and pray to?"

The boy with his head down suddenly said this.

"Huh?" The man in white glasses fished his ears strangely. He seemed to think of something again, and happily stuck out his tongue to lick the blood and said, "Young man, are you already crazy? Hahaha, very good, another crazy one!" .”

The man in white glasses waved his hands and danced, and he took out several scalpels, one by one, and stabbed them into Bai Xiaomeng's body one by one: "If you are crazy, you need some pain to recover, don't thank me, This is helping you heal."

"Puff, puff." The scalpel pierced into Bai Xiaomeng's body, making a strange sound.

Blood gurgled out again, but the boy didn't cry out in pain like before, but just lowered his head silently. If he wasn't still talking, the man in white glasses would have thought he was dead.

What is he saying?It seems to be talking.

"Whom can I turn to and pray to?"

"Whom can I turn to and pray to?"

"Whom can I turn to and pray to?"

He kept repeating this sentence, speaking faster and faster.

It made the man in white glasses feel uncomfortable all over. In order to clean himself up, the man in white glasses turned his head again to get more sharp weapons from the silver plate on the cart.

I can't kill you, can't I shut you up?
"Kaka...Kaka."

There was a strange sound from the back of his head, and he turned around, frowning, clutching a large handful of weapons.

"What's going on?!" The man in white glasses suddenly saw something changing in front of him. He looked at the source of the sound in confusion. deep mouth.

Actually escaped?The man in white and glasses took two steps back in horror. He was holding several instruments of torture and stepped back.

Can human beings really do this? This is no ordinary steel, this is a prison made of a special material.

"Hey, we seem to have provoked something terrible." The man in white glasses continued to back away, and he looked forward with some fear, not daring to stick out his tongue.

But because there was a cart behind him, he stumbled onto the cart and staggered and fell to the ground.

The man in white clothes and glasses raised his head, but when he looked up, he could just see the boy's expression.

I don't know when, Bai Xiaomeng's hair has turned white, and his eyes are also white. There is no trace of blood in the eyes, and there are no pupils, only the pure white of the eyes.

Those dead eyes were staring at the man in white glasses, which shocked the man in white glasses who fell on the ground. He quickly got up, but found that the boy stood up at this time and was slowly walking towards this side. come.

Not only the handcuffs, but also the anklets were broken.The pupils of the man in white clothes and glasses shrank suddenly, and he fled in one direction without the slightest hesitation: "Crazy, crazy, crazy."

Blood dripped from Bai Xiaomeng's body, little by little, following his footsteps, it turned into little by little roses.It dripped from the clothes, slipped from the trouser legs, and finally dragged a long red line on the ground.

The red line gradually becomes longer, as if it is the judgment line for harvesting life.

"Open the door! Open the door!" The man in white glasses ran to a wall, and he hammered the wall frantically. The blood in Bai Xiaomeng's body was still in his hands, and he hammered punch after punch, hammering out one by one from the white wall. Red seal.

While knocking, the man in white glasses turned his head to look behind. The boy walked slowly, but he was approaching here bit by bit.

The densely packed rows of monitors above also turned around at this time, looking in his direction, as if hesitating whether to open the door.

"Don't come here, don't come here!" The man in white glasses slammed into the wall like crazy, the fear in his heart amplified little by little.

The hearts of perpetrators are always fragile. Most of the pain they inflict on others cannot try one-tenth of it themselves. They are cowardly, especially when dealing with those who have no ability to resist.

His supernatural ability is just a deterrent illusion. He used an illusion on Bai Xiaomeng before.

It didn't occur to me that it didn't work at all.

He was the same as Bai Xiaomeng before, with tears streaming down his face.

The boy was getting closer and closer to him, and he also clearly felt the breath of death. He had seen this feeling in the eyes of the prisoners who had died in his hands, but it was from their eyes that he saw his own projection.

Now the characters have been reversed, and he has become...

"Boom." Blood sprayed all over the wall, and the white wall turned into a door and opened.

Standing outside were more than a dozen heavily armed and seriously guarded supernatural beings. They walked in from the dark outside, and their eyes hurt from the bright white light inside.

Their eyes narrowed, and they could smell the familiar smell of blood. They quickly became alert. After a while, they were not attacked, and their vision returned to normal. They breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I opened my eyes, I saw it.

The minced meat and blood stains all over the ground were sprinkled on the ground in a large area, making people sick to the stomach.These supernatural beings saw a weird picture in the middle of the blood.

The white-haired boy was playing with a head, as if he was playing with ordinary building blocks.

That's... the head of that perverted torturer.

Was it killed, and it was still the case.

The faces of the supernatural beings were pale, and they pointed their weapons at the white-haired boy. When the weapon was pointed at the boy, they could clearly see that the boy paused and turned his head to look at everyone.

"Who can I ask for help, and who can I pray to?" The young man whispered softly, although it was far away, it still reached everyone's ears.

What... what the hell!
"Not to gods, not to Buddha, not to demons, not to spirits."

His eyes, which were covered by hair, were raised slightly, and through the pale hair, a pair of white eyes could be seen underneath.

"Attack, attack!"

"Ask him for help, pray to her."

　happy New Year

　　
　
(End of this chapter)