Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 42 Restriction. The Sleeping Princess

Dai'er raised the corner of her mouth, "I can't die."

Jack looked at her coldly, and his voice was very calm, "When will she wake up?"

Calm without any waves, Dai'er tilted her head.

"This? It's hard to say." Dai'er responded to him with a smile, "Instead of worrying about her, I think you should deal with those survivors first?" Dai'er asked while playing with the syringe in her hand, her tone lowered played many tunes.

"Her friends, I wouldn't hurt them."

"Oh, the dignified Ripper actually said such a thing. Do you think that others will think you are noble? You are a murderer. Apart from killing them, what else can you do to stop you? Death?" Dai'er sneered, her hands trembling slightly, ah, she really didn't understand the gentleman in front of her, why did it have to be that person?He has killed people before, can he be with that girl?

There was a strong murderous intent in Jack's scarlet eyes, "I don't need you to intervene in my affairs." He responded indifferently, and the next second, his bone claws were on Dai'er's throat, and the cold Directly on Dai'er's skin, Dai'er smiled at him without fear.

"Do you think you can kill me? If you kill me, the master of this game will be that hypocritical Ms. Nightingale." Dai'er used a syringe to easily pick out the bone claw at her throat , a provocative smile.

Jack glanced at Del, turned to leave, he didn't want to compromise his gentlemanly manner by talking to someone.

"Why, why don't you go in and take a look?" Dai'er knocked on the door with one hand and asked Jack's back.

"No." Jack lowered his eyes, afraid of taking another look, he would not give up.At this moment, Violence came quietly. It stopped on Jack's shoulder and rubbed his mask with its small black head. Jack said in a deep voice, "Let's go to meet Yulong."

The mist enveloped him again.

Is he the one covered in the fog?Or the so-called truth?Or your heart?
Sacred Heart Hospital.

There are ruins all around, and some dilapidated hospital beds are placed randomly, which is very weird.

The hospital in the center is already a dilapidated scene. The walls of the hospital are full of holes, and the rain has left deep watermarks on it.

The second floor of the hospital.

A blond girl was trapped on a hospital bed, her hands and feet were bound with chains, and she struggled to get up.

A middle-aged woman was at a loss as she watched the girl struggling continuously. Her limbs had been transformed into the eight legs of a spider, but those eight legs were all made of metal, and her face could no longer be seen clearly. , but it was quite terrifying, as if her face had been torn off, she was bloody and bloody, and she was wrapped in cloth and spider silk all over her body.

"Tracey," she said tentatively.

"Shut up! Are you qualified to call me by my name?! Why are you still alive? Why do you still appear in my world? Make a mess of my life?" Tracy yelled at the woman with red eyes road.

"Miss Valletta, you are also planning to kill me, right? It's the same as killing my father?"

Tracy was desperately trying to break free from the chains like crazy.

"No I won't"

"Miss Valletta, do you know? When my father died, he still said he loved us, but what about you? Apart from hurting him and me, what can you do?" Tracy's eyes began to roll with tears , father, for her, is a happy memory but also a terrible nightmare.

Obviously everything was fine before the age of 7, why does everything change when I reach the age of 7?
Seeing Tracy crying, Valletta wanted to reach out to wipe it off for her, but she stretched out in mid-air and realized that her hand had been modified into a mechanical arm. A mechanical arm like a spider.

Tracy seemed to realize what Valletta was going to do, and leaned back in disgust.

"Don't touch me, I'll feel so dirty that I want to vomit." Her tone was like being soaked in poison, slowly eroding Valletta's heart.

"I'm sorry," Valletta whispered.

It's ridiculous, as a supervisor, to be subservient to a survivor. Valletta knows that she owes Tracy this.

"I'm sorry, so just untie the chain for me." Tracy responded angrily, because the struggle was too intense, and there were a few red marks on her fair arms.

Valletta was in a difficult situation.

"If I help you untie it, you can't leave here." Valletta made this condition very quietly, and Tracy clicked his tongue.

"Oh, isn't it my freedom to leave or not?" Tracy snorted coldly. She really didn't like this mother at all, but didn't she have blood on her hands?They're all murderers, so I don't have the right to condemn her crimes, right?
Valletta shook her head, as if she had made some important resolution, and responded to Tracy word by word, "Then I will never help you untie it."

Tracy gritted her teeth, "Tsk, it's really annoying, untie it, I won't leave."

When Valletta heard Tracy's words, she used her mechanical arm to help Tracy unlock the chain very carefully, and then flashed to a place far away from Tracy. Tracy moved her hands and feet and was ready to go out to see Looking at the situation, she met Valletta's gaze, "What are you afraid of? I can't speak well? My good mother?" She asked with a cute smile.

After finishing speaking, she walked away, and Valletta quietly followed Tracy because she was worried. Tracy didn't go down to the second floor at all. She walked on the second floor by herself without purpose. It was found that there was a particularly large hole on the second floor, and she could sit there and observe part of the situation here. With sharp eyes, she immediately saw a machine with a yellow antenna. She took off the binoculars on her hat and looked at it. In front of her eyes, she wants to know the exact position more clearly.

It was about 1000m, Tracy visually checked and remembered the exact direction.

She took out a small robot from the pocket of her overalls, she hugged the little robot tightly in her arms without words, she lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly, but she was crying, Tears dripped on her clothes.

"I'm the only one left now, you won't leave me, will you?" She asked hoarsely, "I only have this one... the robot made by my father." Her emotions broke out again.

She is so sad, she is really sad, she is obviously not like this, and she doesn't want to, why everything will become like this?
　It's Your Majesty the Beauty: Happy birthday to Little Demon King Nine Smokes!Everyone, how about forming a formation?Hand over all the tickets, let me tell you that I have been a little bit sad recently, if you don’t pay the tickets, I will stop updating if I am not happy, and I will tell you.

　　
　
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