Chapter 72

[They just jumped down like that? ]

"If we are not mistaken, obviously, yes, they went down and just disappeared, right in front of us. Do you think we should jump down now? I don't mind following them down, but they may have died directly after going down, but the bodies are not in front of us, instead of finding the so-called panacea halfway up the mountain, whether they survive or not..."

The person who was speaking looked at the people around him and said, "It all depends on our choice, our own choice. We can't blame others whether we jump or not. If there are people like that, they'd better die now. If they don't want to die, don't let me hear their complaints. Otherwise, we should get rid of them immediately."

Someone asked in confusion: "Why would we kill such people? They may have some complaints, but isn't it normal to have some complaints in this situation and in this place? It's not like we haven't complained at all. It's not like they have a few words. We won't lose our lives because of this. Survival is everyone's wish. They shouldn't go against us."

The person who spoke smiled and said, "You don't look young, but you look very cute when you speak. If you didn't look like a ten-year-old student and you weren't wearing a school uniform, I would have thought you ran away from the group of people in school. I don't think they would suddenly lose someone and let him sneak in here."

The man frowned.

The person who spoke restrained his smile, and almost became the invisible leader of this small group. He had taken over the leadership authority without realizing it, and continued to guide everyone: "They are not against us? In order to survive, I can do anything. Many people are like this. I will not feel ashamed of this, nor will I feel ugly and vicious, let alone embarrassed.

I want to remind you that someone will always live and someone will definitely die in this incident. Maybe their death is not the intention of the instigator, but that is useless. No matter what the culprit wants to do, things have come to this. We don’t know how much that existence has done, but we should know how much we can do to keep ourselves alive.

This is our ultimate goal and only purpose, isn’t it? "

Everyone was silent, seemingly expressing their agreement; some people felt sorry for him and frowned, but said nothing.

The scene was very quiet.

This silence seemed to bring a breeze, blowing through the crowd and ruffling their hair, like a signal of safety, but also like a sign of impending danger.

The person who was speaking continued, "We can't care about others, let them die! Only when they die can we survive, isn't that right? You should know better than me that many people died along the way. We didn't die, we were just lucky, but no one can guarantee that this luck can last until the next moment. In order to survive, we have to do something.

Even the law has provisions for emergency hedging. You don't need to panic or be afraid about this. It's nothing at all. No one can hold us accountable. After all, no one can guarantee that they will not encounter such a situation again. When the time comes, we are special and they must need our help.

We are not going to take their houses, cars or wives. Even if someone does want them, I'm afraid these things are just a drop in the bucket for some people and they won't care.

On the other hand, a person who always complains about others is definitely not a good person. He will only bring bad luck to the team. To put it more clearly, such people will affect the harmonious and stable atmosphere, cause unnecessary casualties, hinder our progress, and bring us bad luck. If you see such a person, it is best to kill him. "

Suddenly, someone in the crowd raised his head and asked, "If, if a pregnant woman insults her husband during childbirth, should we kill her?"

The person who spoke sneered and asked, "Where did you get this pregnant woman? Did you pick her up? You secretly picked up a pregnant woman who is useless except for being a burden without our consent. What do you want her to give us? Tears? Do you want to kill us?"

Everyone looked at the person who asked the question.

The person asking the question looked relatively young, in his twenties or approaching thirty, a greenhorn who looked older than a college student but more youthful than a mature person. Even just standing there, motionless, with a pair of confused and dazed eyes, was enough to make people angry, making them want to pin him to the ground and kill him, or even better, chop off his head and let the blood wash away the anger.

In the crowd, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. One person started shouting, "This person deserves to die! We didn't make her pregnant, so why did she show up among us? Why did she complain to us and let us hear those nonsense and feel disgusted? We are not from her family, nor are we her husband. We have no reason to protect her! She deserves to die!"

Then, others followed suit and shouted, "What pregnant woman? Bullshit pregnant woman, she deserved to die, it's none of our business!"

"If you did something like that, you should be dead now. Do you need us to hurry you up?"

"Sure enough, this kind of rubbish will only bring us trouble. I don't like him, nor do I like the people he might bring with him. It's better for us to kill him now. He doesn't want to die anyway."

"Yes, it's not our fault. He didn't want to die, so we had to do it."

"If a pregnant woman doesn't like to be pregnant, doesn't she know to get sterilized by surgery? Cats, dogs, pigs, cows and sheep are all animals and can be sterilized, but why is she not an animal and can't be sterilized? It's funny. She is just a waste. She deserves to die. It's better for her to die now and don't show up in front of me. It makes me sick. I must peel her skin off alive to see what kind of disgusting thing is inside her."

"I hope it's not a pool of black mud. That would be so ugly and smelly! They are really mentally ill! Normal people know that pregnancy is something that only mentally ill people would do. Even mentally ill people would not do it. Only disgusting and despicable people like them would do it. It's useless. They should know that this is not the right thing to do before they do it."

"If she doesn't want to be sterilized, can't she have an abortion? If the law doesn't allow abortion where she lives, I apologize and take back all the humiliating words I said before. But if the law allows it and she doesn't do it, then she deserves it. She deserves to die, deserves to suffer during pregnancy, deserves to have a brain disease, and deserves to die for dragging others down! I won't do anything for such a disgusting person."

The young man was killed in such a frenzy of public outrage.

The body was lying on the ground, blood was flowing all over the ground, and everyone was looking at the body. They realized belatedly that things seemed to have gone too far, but they only realized this and had no intention of regretting it. If they regretted it now, it would be suicide. They did not want to commit suicide and had come to this point, and of course they would not destroy their own path.

In the wind filled with the smell of blood, they shouted: "We are right! We should do this! We will kill all those who oppose us! They all deserve it! We are right!"

They shouted these words over and over again, with almost the same meaning, and a group of people, one after another, jumped into the well.

After the last person in the yard jumped into the well, the door of the yard was opened, and a new group of people appeared outside the door. They pushed the door open and entered the yard. The yard was empty inside, and even the bloodstains looked strange, as if they were about to dry up, and as if they had just flowed out, fresh and steaming, and old as the works of a skilled craftsman.

The crowd entered the yard, gathered around the well, and began a new round of discussion.

The paradise was under the well, which was the dark place halfway up the mountain as mentioned before. After walking for a while, it seemed like he had turned hundreds of circles, and then a little light appeared in front of him. He walked over and found a group of people appeared here. They were the group of people who had quarreled and killed someone at the wellhead and then jumped down. They recognized the paradise and found that his friend was missing, and they were a little confused.

"Didn't your friend come down with you?"

"Yes, he is missing."

"Why did it disappear?"

"I don't know. If I had known, he would have appeared beside me instead of disappearing to I don't know where."

Paradise answered them.

In fact, this is of course false, because Paradise knows exactly where Jongin is right now, it's on his card, which is kept in a systematic way to ensure that no one else knows about it, can't find it, and can't expose the lie. What's more, as long as cheating is not discovered, it is not considered cheating. So, by the same token, a lie that cannot be exposed is the truth.

Leyuan knew very well that they would not be able to find evidence after their suspicions. Even if they did, he would not be afraid because he could disappear in front of them at any time. They would not be able to find him and would not be able to threaten his safety. He would just look a little pale.

"You don't look like you've lost your friends."

The people on the other side expressed doubts about the state of the park.

Leyuan had guessed that someone would ask this question, so he smiled in his heart, pulled up the corners of his mouth, and said very tiredly: "I am very tired and don't want to say anything more, but I can tell you that I don't think I am in a good condition. Although I don't have a mirror with me, and there is no mirror here, but getting lost with your companions in the dark underground is not a good start."

His face turned even paler, his eyes darkened, he paused and said weakly, lowering his head, "I don't want to do anything. I don't know how long I have been walking here to find him, and I don't know how far I have walked. You know nothing, and you have no right to accuse me. I still want to ask you, why did you show up now?"