The hut was so close that Yang Song's heart couldn't help but beat. He had experienced too much in the past few days in the dream world, and many people died or died indirectly at his hands.
Should we kill Hammer and liberate our group of people from this damn world, or should we kill Sophie and resurrect those who died and start it all over again?
Xie Wei who died in his arms, the blonde whose throat was crushed in his place, Yang who died to protect Tina without even speaking to Yang Song, those four poor people who died at the hands of Chen Mo, and
Hu Fei, who had just pushed himself out of the darkness and chose to fall into the abyss.
Yang Song took a deep breath. In fact, this choice is not difficult to make. He wants to make these people alive, even if he pays a higher price, even if more uncertain things happen, if he still wants to save the people who can obviously be saved,
If you give up, how can you shoulder the responsibility for the safety of mankind all over the world?
Step by step, I walked to the door of the cabin. If I ignore the fierce fire outside the house and just look at this place, it is indeed a very comfortable place. The closed door isolates Yang Song, Hammer and Tina.
Come on, just push it away and Yang Song can kill it.
The gun Chen Mo gave him had been thrown in the car. Yang Song could only rely on his own strength to kill Sophie. Fortunately, the people in this room were lame and blind.
"Dong dong dong." Yang Song gasped, and he suddenly thought, what if Hammer and Tina were not here? Then didn't this group of people do all this in vain?
There was no answer in the house for a long time. Yang Song became more and more impatient and couldn't help but hammer the door. However, he did not expect that the door was not closed from the beginning to the end, and he just hammered it open.
The door was open, and Yang Song was familiar with everything inside, but the two people he was familiar with were missing. There was only a basin of gray-black water on the table.
"Hammer!" Yang Song shouted loudly.
No one answered, and Yang Song walked into the room where Hammer was painting in despair. There were still those paintings in this room, and there was a half-finished painting in the center. However, as his eyes fell from above, he was shocked.
I saw a bunch of paintings scattered on the ground.
If it was just Hammer who left in a hurry and caused all these drawing papers to fall on the ground, Yang Song would never be so shocked, but he saw a white and tender arm lying on the ground among the pile of paintings.
"Whose body is this!" Yang Song walked over quickly. When he pulled all the paintings apart, what he saw was a face that he would never have expected.
"Angel!" Yang Song's eyes widened. He couldn't imagine that Angel would want to kill Sophie. He knew this, but weren't all those Angels brought into the valley by those strange trees? This
Where did Angel come from?
It was Hu Fei! Yang Song made this judgment almost instantly. Recalling that Hu Fei left with Angel, Yang Song really thought that Hu Fei killed her so ruthlessly. Who would have thought that the more ruthless people are the most...
Tenderness, Yang Song never expected that Hu Fei actually let Angel go, and Angel sneaked into Hammer's cabin, but it was a pity that she was killed.
"But Angel was killed, where's Hammer?" A possibility suddenly flashed through Yang Song's mind, and he muttered something bad. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a violent blow to his head, and his vision turned black before he fell.
On the ground.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Hammer grabbed his crutch and beat Yang Song's body crazily, making a muffled sound, and a pool of dark blood flowed from under Yang Song's body.
Flow out slowly.
Sophie was huddled in the corner, shivering. She couldn't see what Hammer was doing, but she could hear the terrible sounds coming from Hammer's mouth, and could also hear the muffled sounds not far from her. She
He covered his mouth and tried not to make any sound.
Hammer beat him more and more fiercely. He finally grabbed the crutch in his hand and inserted the tip into the back of Yang Song's head. With the sound of bones breaking, the small room was instantly filled with a group of people wearing different costumes.
, filled with corpses of different skin colors, the stunned Hammer screamed, trying to push away the corpses that were pressing on him. He was originally a lame, but now he was pressed by nine people, and he would not be able to climb out for a while.
.
Yang Song stood blankly, but there was darkness in front of him, only a hand's distance away from him, and he could barely step on a piece of land, and behind him was the wall of Hammer's cabin.
If he dies too many times, Yang Song will also discover some strange patterns. For example, after he dies, he will resurrect out of thin air and appear a few meters in front of where he was before his death. Now it seems that this distance ignores any obstacles, even if there are obstacles in front of him.
A wall, he will also appear fixedly a few meters away.
But now is not the time for Yang Song to be confused. He turned around and ran into the small room again. When he walked into the small room again, Hammer had almost climbed out of the group of corpses, but now Hammer was better than before.
The slovenly lame beggar was much scarier. He was covered in blood. Even if these corpses were copied from reality, they would still bleed. Hammer's hateful blow almost smashed Yang Song's head. Naturally, this blood was
Desperate flow.
"Is it you?" Hammer's expression was very strange. He couldn't understand why so many corpses suddenly appeared out of thin air and almost crushed him to death. But what made him even more confused was that he had clearly killed them just now.
People who have been beaten to death will appear in front of him unscathed.
Yang Song did not answer Hammer's words, but punched Hammer in the face with his fist. Hammer suddenly howled miserably. Yang Song's punch was very tricky, hitting him right at the junction of his chin and cheek.
My chin was deformed.
"Why do you want to kill me?" Yang Song said coldly.
"You still ask me why? It's because of you! After you came, I couldn't get out, and then this woman came and she actually wanted to kill my most precious Sophie! She actually wanted to kill me
My Sophie!" Hammer vomited blood and roared angrily at Yang Song.
Yang Song was stunned, then turned his attention to Sophie who was hiding in the corner and trembling. He looked at Hammer again, slowly picked up the crutch that Hammer had used to kill him, and walked towards Sophie.
"What are you going to do! No! You can't do this! No! I beg you! Don't kill my Sophie! Please!" Hammer crawled with red eyes and tried to stop Yang Song, but was unable to do anything. He was already lame.
He lost one leg, and when he was crushed by the pile of corpses, he lost the other leg. Now he is completely disabled.
"Sophie! Run! Sophie!" Hammer yelled at Sophie while crawling hard.
Sophie's body was shaking more and more violently, and she suddenly raised her head. She wanted to see something with her dull eyes, but she couldn't see anything.
Seeing Sophie's pale face, Yang Song felt an inexplicable flash of unbearability in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed by reason. After all, Sophie was just a person in the dream, a non-existent person, but he died in his heart.
The people around me are all real people!
"I'm sorry!" Yang Song raised his crutch, closed his eyes and hit Sophie hard.