I have an escape guide

Chapter 297 Antu's Ideal

There were footsteps in the corridor.

The sound of "clap clap" is full of casual taste, even if the stairs have broken in mid-air, only the steel skeleton is left in the dilapidated high-rise building, with a decadent aesthetic feeling.

Occasionally, black lines would walk along the walls, kicking up some dust and rustling down. The building was crumbling, just like those dilapidated buildings that were about to be demolished.

The wind blew through the long corridor, making a whimpering sound, as if sad for the disappearance, and the sunlight came in through the cracked windows, as if a layer of gold powder had been laid on the corridor, and the glass There were still some bloodstains on the edges and corners. A figure was hanging in the stairwell, the black thread was wrapped around his neck, and the toes were only about ten centimeters away from the ground.

What remains in the air is the smell of corruption after microbial fermentation. There are various document bags and blank A4 papers scattered under your feet. When you step on them, you can feel sticky liquid overflowing from under the paper.

Mo Bing pushed open a door.

The door was black, and before it was pushed open, it looked as if something was about to break through the door. The last breath of life came from this room.

A drop of bright red liquid fell from his eyes. Mo Bing raised his head and calmly looked at Bai Zeyuan, who was tied to the ceiling, and had merged with the black thread that wrapped around him.

There is also Zhaonan, his figure was shattered on the wall, and his face could be discerned vaguely. Mo Bing released his perception, and he could no longer feel the existence of any living people. He came a little later, and those people had become Antu's nourishment.

Mo Bing backed out silently and closed the door. The moment the door was closed, the black line on the door moved.

Footsteps stopped behind him.

"To be honest, I didn't care about you at first. You are too weak, as weak as a baby. Just like human beings, no one cares whether the ants on the ground are dead or alive, because no matter how the ants struggle, they are all alive. It is impossible to threaten human life." Antu's voice sounded from behind.

Mo Bing turned around, and the black liquid oozing from the wall turned into a sharp blade and flew towards Antu. Antu just waved his hand lightly, and blocked all Mo Bing's attacks.

This time, Antu changed into a neat black suit, a white shirt and a black tie, and his familiar black gentleman's top hat. He was just short of a cane, and looked like a real British gentleman.

He took off his hat, revealing his head made of black thread, he said with a polite smile: "I used to wear a peaked cap, but later, I think this hat looks better and fits my style better." Temperament. Do you know? Like you, I never use human skin, it's too ugly, I don't like it."

"I'm different from you." Mo Bing replied blankly, staring at Antu vigilantly without relaxing.

Antu put the hat back to cover his incomplete head, and said with interest: "Yes, it's different, I apologize for my carelessness, I'm sorry, I didn't find out until now , you are special."

Mo Bing: "..."

It can be seen that Mo Bing didn't want to ignore him, but he still said to himself: "No evil can resist the temptation of death after killing someone, so I can finally understand your weakness, this weakness ...just so happens to be something special about you."

The black mist rose from his body, and he frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the black mist's self-assertion, but soon, he adjusted his expression and continued: "So, you should be grateful for your weakness, which makes me dissatisfied with the devouring You lose interest, in other words, your existence is more valuable than your disappearance, human beings will always choose the more valuable side, and evil is no exception."

"..."

"In short, I will let you go." Antu's tone was like a gift, high above, full of the arrogance of a monarch, he said, "As for the others... I should add another sentence, 'We will meet again The' is right."

"I don't want to meet you." Mo Bing replied coldly.

Antu smiled and let out his own breath. The overwhelming malice swept Mo Bing, and he suddenly had the illusion of standing in the center of the storm.

At this moment, Mo Bing can clearly judge that this is an evil that is tens of millions of times more terrifying than Principal Bremer. As he said, he took the initiative to let him go.

Mo Bing was still standing, and he did not succumb to Antu's fearful pressure.

"Sure enough, it's interesting." Antu murmured softly, he withdrew his breath, and returned to the previous hidden state.

Mo Bing knew very well that if he continued to stay in the storm and turbulence, his thinking would definitely be affected.

"I have to say that the energy of the white clothes is indeed beyond my imagination. The evil that I have carefully cultivated for more than 30 years is so easily destroyed. Speaking of it, our kind is too fragile." Antu stepped on the white paper, Turning around slowly and leaving, the leather shoes were shiny and shiny.

He said to Mo Bing: "However, you don't have to worry. The death knell of the white clothes will eventually sound. At that time, a new order will come. Doesn't it sound exciting? That great and magnificent scene..."

Mo Bing lowered his eyes. He knew that Antu wanted to leave. Bremer had been destroyed. He should go to find the next Bremer, or create another one.

are you afraid?

Do you show timidity and stand still in the face of an enemy that you can never win.

Mo Bing turned into water and rushed towards Antu. Antu waved his hand indifferently, as if he didn't mind Mo Bing's offense. Countless black lines flew from under the paper, and the white paper that was raised was already black. of blood.

The black thread trapped Mo Bing inside like a cage, and he turned back into a human form again. He grabbed the prison that trapped him and tried his best, but he couldn't shake it at all.

"Do you think someone will come to rescue you?" Antu turned around with a mocking smile.

"boom!--"

In the next second, the high-speed spinning bullet pierced his chest, revealing a large black hole, but it did not shatter or burn, and the black thread quickly filled the hole. Antu held his top hat and said : "Okay, let me correct my statement, there is still a fool who will come to save you, well, it's time to say goodbye, I wish you well, awakened one in white."

"Bah! I don't need your blessing." Lin Yangfei's figure appeared at the top of the stairs. He held up a sniper rifle. In the enlarged scope, Antu's figure gradually disappeared.

Mo Bing turned his head and looked at Lin Yangfei who put down the gun with regret on his face. He greeted him with blood and wounds all over his body, and said hello to him before fainting, and said:

"This time, it's my turn to save you."

(End of this chapter)