However, a mop fell from the sky and hit the man's head hard. He suffered a bloody head injury on the spot and then fell to the ground. Half of his body was here, and the other half was in another dimension, as if he had been cut in half.
Generally, it looks funny.
Gao Zheng gasped and dropped the mop, then dragged this guy in who could only breathe out but not in, and said to Yang Song: "It's all messed up, everything is messed up, run away quickly, I don't know why those people are
Want to kill you."
Yang Song glanced at the urinal in the toilet, shook his head and said, "I won't jump in even if I die."
Gao Zheng looked pale and said: "What does it mean if you have a little bit of feces and urine on your body if you don't die? Are you happy if you insist on dying?"
The man who was attacked by Gao Zheng suddenly woke up, opened his hands and crawled towards Yang Song. Gao Zheng hit him on the head with a mop again, and with the dark red blood flowing on the ground, he estimated that this time
It's absolutely dead.
But the matter was not over yet, two more heads came out of the passage, maybe because one person was missing, this time they seemed to be more cautious, they retracted their heads as soon as they saw Yang Song, with a look on their faces.
Nervous Yang Song and Gao Zheng were confused.
But soon they understood why the two people retracted. Several stones were suddenly shot out from the passage. Each stone was as big as two fists. Yang Song and Gao Zheng, who were completely unprepared, immediately shot out.
He was hit and hurriedly hid in the toilet cubicle.
There was a popping sound like rain on the partition. Those who were throwing stones outside were so mad that they threw whatever they had in their hands, even their mobile phones. It was so heartbreaking to see Gao Zheng that they would rather be hit.
Pick up the cell phones thrown away by these losers.
Fortunately, Yang Song clung to the profit-driven Gao Zheng, otherwise the arrow that suddenly shot out and pierced the wall would definitely kill Gao Zheng.
"Don't hesitate anymore, jump in quickly! I'll help you stop it! They won't kill me anyway!" Gao Zheng said quickly.
Yang Song didn't know this truth, but looking at the small black hole in the urinal, he still sighed. How could he jump in? Even if he knew the bone shrinking skill, he wouldn't be able to get through the hole as thick as his arm.
?Besides, who knows if this dark hole is another world or just a water pipe?
Gao Zheng thought of Yang Song's difficulties in embarrassment and did not ask Yang Song to jump in. He said dejectedly: "Why do they want to kill you? I really don't understand."
Yang Song said: "They say I am an intruder. Maybe I really am an intruder. Many of the people here are my classmates and teachers. They still want to kill me. Apart from you, I feel that this world is completely unreal."
, maybe I’m really dreaming.”
"Dreaming? How is that possible?" Gao Zheng said with a bitter smile.
Yang Song said: "I think it's probably because I was dreaming that I met you, Fatty Gao. Although I hate you for telling me secrets, to be honest, you did nothing wrong. Don't feel guilty anymore.
"
Fatty Gao looked at Yang Song like he was an idiot and said, "You already said it was a dream, so why are you still telling me? You could just touch your neck and wake up to find the real Gao Zheng and tell him these things.
"
Yang Song smiled bitterly. He didn't want to see Gao Zheng. Not to mention that what he said to Mr. Zheng might hurt Gao Zheng and his son. What he said to Gao Zheng now was also based on the fight they had just had.
In terms of friendship, the feeling of being betrayed by a brother is really uncomfortable.
"It would be great if I could wake up after I really died. It seems that I have died three times, but I still can't wake up. Could it be that God wants me to never wake up?" Yang Song sighed.
Gao Zheng tilted his head and said, "How about I get you some water? In Inception, you have to fall into water to wake up."
Hearing Gao Zheng's words, Yang Song's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "Okay! Fatty Gao, you have a good idea!"
"But where will we get water from?" Gao Zheng rubbed his head and said with a frown.
Yang Song looked at the water pipe, and Gao Zheng also looked at the water pipe at the same time.
The water pipe in the toilet was made of plastic. Yang Song grabbed an iron piece that someone else had thrown in and knocked it hard a few times before it completely broke. The water gushing out quickly covered the ground. Within a few minutes,
The corpses on the ground were also floated on the water. Unfortunately, because the ground was covered with plasma and brains, the water was so dirty that Yang Song really didn't want to jump in.
Gao Zheng stood on the edge of the passage with a nervous look, grabbing a mop. Four or five minutes had passed. The people outside seemed to have given up on throwing things away and didn't know what they were doing. After learning that he was just a character in Yang Songmeng,
, Gao Zheng, who was very optimistic, volunteered to block the pursuers for Yang Song.
"I fell down!" Yang Song held back the nausea that was about to vomit, and said to Gao while sitting in the blood that had covered his butt to his waist.
Gao Zheng had no time to speak. Four or five people rushed into the passage with machetes and struggled with Gao Zheng. However, the weak Gao Zheng was no match for these fierce killers. It was only a matter of time before he was knocked down.
, Yang Song gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. At the last moment, what he saw was Gao Zheng being slashed with wounds all over his body and falling to the ground exhausted. He squirmed and smiled at himself: "Wake up quickly!"
Yang Song didn't seem sad at this moment, maybe because he knew he was dreaming, or maybe because he knew he was about to wake up, so he said to himself: "Fat Gao, seeing that you performed well in the dream, I
I’ll forgive you…”
Yang Song fell down. When it was covered by blood, he felt a force sweeping from the back of his head. The force of falling backwards was too great, but the water depth of more than ten centimeters couldn't provide much buffer at all.
The back of Yang Song's head sadly hit the tile floor. The heartbreaking pain made Yang Song fall down and sit up again.
"Are you awake?" Yang Song opened his eyes greedily. What he wanted to see was the cabin of an airplane. A beautiful secretary in black stockings came towards him with a smile and a cup of coffee. An old man looked at him with his hands behind his back.
He smiled, but what he saw in front of him was still the toilet that was about to be covered in blood. Four or five crazy men rushed towards Yang Song with machetes. The man at the front was held by the feet of Gao Zheng, who was covered in wounds.
"Aren't you awake yet?" Gao Zheng roared. Fatty Gao, who was in extreme pain, had completely forgotten what pain was and was dragging the man along with his energy.
"What the hell! It's useless! Leave it alone! I can't die anyway!" Yang Song didn't want to see Gao Zheng die, so he roared and rushed towards the men holding machetes.
Gao Zheng said crazily: "I'll kill you! You actually cut me like this!" Grabbing the man whose thigh he was holding, Gao Zheng jumped up suddenly, and then pressed down on the man's head with his weight.
On the body.
Gao Fatty is a fat man who weighs two hundred and fifty pounds. With this pressure, the man will be disabled even if he is not dead. However, the strong desire to kill Yang Song made the man ignore the Gao Zheng who was pressing on him and held the gun in his hand.
The machete suddenly swung towards the head, and this swipe hit Gao Zheng's neck with the machete.
"Fat Gao!" Yang Song went completely crazy. He watched with his own eyes as Gao Zheng was slashed on the neck with a knife. The sharp machete pressed against Fatty Gao's shoulder and penetrated deep into his cervical spine. Blood spurted out, which was worse than cutting his throat.
Be brutal.
Gao Zheng stared with big eyes, and subconsciously covered his neck with his hands, trying to block the gushing blood, but was unable to do anything. He could only fall backwards. Yang Song frantically pushed away the surrounding men, jumped up and stepped on him with one foot.
On the forehead of the man who cut off the tall fat man's neck.
This hateful kick did not crush the man's head, but it slid down his face and crushed his chin. His death was more miserable than Gao Zheng's.
"Gulu gulu..." Gao Zheng stretched out his hand, Yang Song roared and tried to grab it, but the distance of half a meter widened to thousands of meters in an instant. Yang Song could only watch Gao Zheng tilt his head and die.
There was a toilet filled with red water, white water, and transparent water.
"No!" Yang Song stood up dancing happily, but the scene in front of him froze him in place.