Volume Two, The First Floor. Doomsday Chapter Sixty-Four. Awakening
"Lu Xiu, why can't you choose to trust others?"
Bai Lu turned to look at the indifferent Lu Xiu behind her, and she said with a pleading tone.
"The kind of trust you give your life to others? Bai Lu, you are really naive." Lu Xiu didn't bother to argue with Bai Lu anymore. He went back to his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
"you!"
"Okay, okay, Bai Lu, stop talking."
Chen Qi tried to dissuade him. Seeing Bai Lu's indignant look, he felt a little helpless in his heart.
In fact, not only Lu Xiu, he and Muka also didn't have a good impression of the new freak. Of course, the reason was the same as Lu Xiu. It was because of this newcomer that the experimental project he had to go through became
It was even more painful and tortured. Although it was a very despicable way to express anger, some thoughts were beyond their control. However, they were willing to communicate with that freak because they saw the deity, saw that miserable look, and felt unbalanced moments in their hearts.
It was a lot of relief.
Who would be angry with such a miserable guy?
People will make comparisons at any time, and few people will be jealous of people who are much higher than themselves. But for people at the same level, seeing them live worse than themselves will give them comfort in their hearts.
Tang Ling, who was taken away, followed the strange doctor to a place she had never been before.
What will be waiting for her this time? Tang Ling thought on the way.
Finally, we arrived in a very hidden corridor. There was only a door at the end, which was half open. Some tiny light came from inside. The doctor stopped far away. He said to Tang Ling beside him:
"go in."
Tang Ling was confused, but she didn't dare to resist the order. She walked slowly towards the room while facing the gaze of the people around her.
The closer she got, the more and more uneasy Tang Ling felt. The fear of a weak animal predicting danger continued to amplify in her heart. If she looked back now, she would see that those people just now were all gone.
, the entire corridor’s exit also disappeared.
Tang Ling had already arrived at the door. She hesitated and slowly reached out and pushed the door open.
"long time no see."
Before she could clearly see the situation inside, a cold female voice came, and then, a flash of silver light dazzled Tang Ling's eyes, and because of this, she did not avoid the knife that slashed at her arm.
"puff!"
The sharp knife struck his hand neatly, and the tiny arm was directly cut physically. The severed palm fell to the ground and rolled down for a long distance. The chain tied to his hand also fell because of this knife.
, fell to the ground.
Blood splattered out.
ah.
Ahhhhh!
Everything happened so fast that before Tang Ling could react, she felt a sharp pain extending from the wound on her arm until her whole body began to tremble non-stop.
Tang Ling covered her broken arm, and a small moan came out of her stitched mouth, whimpering. She raised her head and saw Meng Ling standing in front of her, staring coldly at her in embarrassment.
"Are you surprised that I appeared?"
Meng Ling raised the corners of her mouth and smiled towards Tang Ling, but that smile looked very scary.
"Do you know how difficult it is for me to come to see you?"
Meng Ling brandished the knife and continued to slash at Tang Ling's face.
Tang Ling hurriedly dodged to the side, and the knife struck the metal floor, sinking several centimeters deep, which was enough to show the strength of Meng Ling.
Tang Ling turned around and ran towards the corridor, but before she could get out a few meters, Meng Ling grabbed her arm, pulled her whole body hard, and fell backwards to the floor. Tang Ling's head was hit hard.
On the floor, she heard a "click" sound, and then there was a buzzing in her ears, and her consciousness gradually became confused.
Before she could recover, her good arm was stepped on hard. Meng Ling used her foot to vent her anger and crushed Tang Ling's arm. Seeing how fragile she was under his feet,
The inner revenge was greatly satisfied.
"Does it hurt? Just feel the pain, you deserve it!"
Meng Linghua pulled the knife and gestured at Tang Ling's struggling arm, as if she was looking for a place to cut. Then, she stabbed down hard, and Tang Ling's arm was physically cut into two pieces.
Tang Ling was so stimulated by the severe pain that she leaned up. Her body froze in place, hunched over, and she didn't recover for a long time. Her lips, which were sewn with wires, had long been forcibly separated by the scream that broke through her throat just now.
Tiny screams were spat into the air along with the blood in his mouth, desperate, heart-rending pain.
"Scream, scream loudly! I will make you repay Zhao Qingsong's pain tenfold! Aren't you very powerful? Aren't you called a monster? You ugly and dirty thing!"
Meng Ling looked at Tang Ling's extremely miserable look with pride. She laughed excitedly, then raised her foot and stepped down on Tang Ling's wound where blood was still pouring out. One foot, two feet.
...continuously lifting and falling.
The white walls had long been stained by spattered blood drops, and the dazzling red color covered the walls and floor. The sound of "squeaking" stampedes, the woman's proud laughter, and the broken and imperceptible sobs echoed throughout the corridor for a long time.
echo.
Tang Ling lay weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the white light on the ceiling. Meng Ling kept saying all kinds of vulgar words in her ears, which made her feel dizzy.
Casting a shadow on her face was the knife stained with her blood.
"go to hell!"
Meng Ling looked at her with pleasure, and the knife he raised quickly fell down, directly to his head.
At that moment, Tang Ling suddenly remembered many things.
Many things she had forgotten.
Every dark day she spent in this dark laboratory, those inhuman executions and tortures, every day she spent at the bottom longed for death to take her away. That was the relief she dreamed of.
In every dark space with the lights turned off, I force myself to sleep, numbing my senselessness, longing to see a beautiful fairy tale world in my dreams.
She thought of Zhao Qingsong, Meng Han, Zhou Ke who died protecting her, she thought of Zhang Chunying who was the only one on the bus, she thought of her grandparents, her father, and the person who faced the zombies.
Wen Sheng told herself to be strong, and the one who blocked the cabinet door with her body was her mother, Qiu Yanling.
