Chapter 260: Inhuman (67) (1st update + 2nd update + 5,500 thunder 3rd update) [VIP]
There was still fog behind me, nothing at all.
The white mist seemed to be emitting a strange glow. There was no light source in the courtyard, but the mist still carried some thick white water vapor.
The man swallowed nervously and waved his hand into the mist: "Is anyone there?"
No one answered.
"Little friend..." He turned around and smiled, which was uglier than crying. "It's late at night and there are only two of us here. You'd better not scare me."
"I didn't scare you." The child said seriously.
"Okay, okay, no." The man tried to stand up from the ground, but found that his legs were incredibly weak. After trying several times and cursing a few dirty words under his breath, he was able to barely stand up from the ground.
"I thought he would see us." Xiao Tang frowned.
Within three steps behind the man, the triggerers had different expressions.
Everyone had just prepared how to explain why they were here. Yuan Shanming even straightened his clothes, preparing to introduce himself to the man as one of the leaders of the Novice Village and someone who knew Dai Quan.
It doesn’t matter whether Dai Quan recognized him at this time, but since they appeared inexplicably in this fog, they always have to explain their identities.
No one expected that when the man turned around, he didn't see them.
All the preparations were in vain.
"What's wrong with this kid?" Dita took a few steps forward and tried to wave her hand in front of him. "Kid? You can see us, right? You are pretending, right? Did you create this illusion?"
The child did not react at all, and even Dita's figure was not reflected in his eyes.
"I really can't see it," she said, withdrawing her hand in disappointment. "Who is the owner of this illusion? What about the child's brothers and sisters? There is no one else in this fog except us and this man, right?"
She looked behind her for certainty.
"Don't look, there's no one else." Yuan Shanming touched his chin. "Could it be that this kid is really delusional? He imagined that his brother and sister were in the yard, and then he woke up?"
"Impossible." Xiao Tang and Bai Jinshu said in unison.
"There's definitely something wrong with this kid," Bai Jinshu walked forward a few steps and observed him closely for a few seconds. "When we were in the fog, all the indigenous people in the surrounding cars fell asleep. Only we, the triggering ones, woke up. If this kid is an indigenous person, how could he wake up in the fog?"
"But this is an illusion..." Guan Hongyan frowned, "What happened here may not be consistent with what you experienced. It is very likely that this is also imagined by the owner of the illusion."
That's the trouble.
No matter what, this environment was generated by someone. If we can't find this person, we can't start to break the illusion. If the environment is not broken, no one knows what will happen.
It is visibly wrong with the child, but who can guarantee that it is not just a smokescreen released subconsciously by the people who created the environment?
"Tsk..." Yuan Shanming lowered his head and said, "I think the problem may still lie with Dai Quan."
He glanced at Dita and said, "You don't know Dai Quan is normal, but you said that the leader of the Violent City can't be on good terms with the gangs of Purple Street, so what is Dai Quan."
This man is very famous in the City of Violence, otherwise when a bunch of team leaders came to B City, they would not have specifically asked him to lead the way.
If Dai Quan is on good terms with the gangs in Purple Street, then the other leaders in the City of Violence cannot be unaware of this. Hence the tradition that "the leaders of the City of Violence cannot be on good terms with the people in Purple Street."
If Dai Quan had kept the fact that he was on good terms with the gang in Purple Street a secret from other leaders of the City of Violence, then the problem would have been even bigger. From his words, it could be heard that the thing that this gang possessed that could block the undead and ghosts from getting close to them was real.
He hid this news from all the team leaders, probably because there was such a magical item here. Then after this gang disappeared inexplicably, who got the item?
The appearance of Dai Quan is undoubtedly a suspicious point.
"Brother, what are you doing? I want to go back to sleep." At this moment, everyone heard the child's voice.
Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, and saw the man from Dai Quan's team squatting in front of the child and holding his hand. The two were in a stalemate.
The man's face still showed a hint of fear, but his tone was much calmer when he spoke: "Little friend, you can't stay in the fog. You will never get out if you stay in here!"
"Why can't I get out?" The child's face showed genuine confusion. "My brother and big brother are right here."
"Your brother and your...eldest brother, they won't wake up!" the man said anxiously, "They won't wake up unless all the people in the fog walk out. Only when all the people in the fog walk out, can these natives wake up!"
"You must follow me, otherwise this fog will never dissipate! We have already experimented, and all the sober people in the fog must leave!"
"Wait a minute..." The man paused and said something strange. "Aren't you... an aboriginal?"
"What do you mean by natives?" The child raised his head in surprise. "I am from Purple Street."
"I'm not talking about Purple Street. I'm saying that you are the natives of the Novice Village... Forget it. You don't know what I'm talking to a kid about." The man was halfway through explaining when he saw the child's strange expression. He turned around and said in frustration, "Forget it, just follow me. Let's get out of this fog first."
"But my brother and eldest brother won't let me go out tonight." The child said sternly.
"If you don't go out, your brother and big brother will never wake up!" The man's patience was short and soon disappeared. He picked up the child on the ground and said in a somewhat irritable tone, "Okay, just follow me. I won't sell you out!"
"I don't think you want to sell me, brother. Children are worthless in Purple Street," the child said seriously. "My brothers and sisters said that those who have no ability to protect themselves die faster in Purple Street. If you want to sell me, you have to be at least a teenager. People of this age are the most popular."
"What kind of a hell is this place..." the man cursed, "I'm not interested in knowing the human trafficking situation here. I'm not buying anything!"
He put the child down and motioned for him to hold his hand: "Just follow me. I have been here many times. I can definitely get out. I can also get out by myself. Go right, right, always go right..."
The man's mental state doesn't seem to be very stable.
When he first started talking to the child, he could still show some rationality, but later on, he started talking to himself again.
"He's too scared..." Xiao Tang followed behind him, looking at the man's shaky legs, "What on earth is in this fog that could scare him so much?"
Didn’t the newcomers in Shi Pang’s team behave like this before?
"He said they had done an experiment before. If the person who was awake in the fog didn't go out, the fog wouldn't dissipate, and the natives who were asleep in the fog wouldn't wake up either." Bai Jinshu frowned. "Could it be that he was the one who was left behind because he didn't walk out of the fog?"
This way you can hear the explanation for why the man was so excited in the beginning.
There is a time difference between the time in the fog and the time outside. It is very likely that he was not familiar with the mechanism of the fog when he was alone for the first time, and thought that he could wait until the fog dissipated as long as he waited there.
Or maybe he didn't know how to get out of the fog, so he got lost. Unexpectedly, because of his stay, the fog never dissipated, and finally, driven by despair and fear, he stumbled out of the fog alone, and then everyone knew what the fog was like.
In the pitch-black fog, the man pulled the child along while muttering, "Right, right, right..."
"Brother," the child suddenly pulled his sleeve, "brother and sister said that the right side is a dead end, we should go left."
"It's this brother or sister again..." Xiao Tang whispered.
There is clearly no one here, and they didn't speak just now.
Where on earth did this child get these talking brothers and sisters out of nowhere?
“Stop making noise!” The man’s hand was pulled by the child, and he jumped up nervously from the ground, shouting frantically, “What do you know! Just follow me! Otherwise, we will be stuck in here! Didn’t your family teach you not to talk nonsense?!”
"Right, right..." He hurriedly turned a corner, walked forward a few steps, and suddenly stopped, "Dead end...?"
In front of me, not far from the fog, was a wall.
This is actually a dead end.
The child cursed for no reason, but the expression on his face was relatively calm, without any sign of grievance or sadness that a child of this age should have.
"Is this really a dead end?" The man was stunned for a few seconds, "You..."
His face changed several times, he looked around several times, and finally said in a hollow voice: "What are these brothers and sisters you are talking about?"
"Brothers and sisters are brothers and sisters," the child said with a strange look on his face, "Brothers and sisters said this road is a dead end and asked us to go left."
The man looked around several times, then shook off the child's hand as if he had been electrocuted: "Go...go."
The expression on his face was obviously a little scared, and his pace quickened a lot.
The surroundings could not be seen clearly in the fog, and one could only vaguely make out the surrounding walls and the purple street.
The roads in Zi Street are complex and irregular. The right-hand rule mentioned by "Sister Zhuo" before is indeed a very useful way to determine the direction.
The man was walking in front, and the child's short legs could not keep up with his pace, so he was soon left behind.
The man walking in front obviously regretted bringing the child out. He rubbed the corners of his clothes anxiously as he walked, and when he got to the back, he just ran away, as if he was determined to just get out by himself and not worry about the lives of the indigenous people and the children in the fog.
He kept going right, right, right...
Then, I hit another wall.
“Dead end…” The man took a few steps back, muttering in a low voice, “Someone, someone…”
He walked to the previous fork in the road and was about to move forward.
At this time, he saw a short figure in front of him.
“Brother,” the figure said, “my sister told me that there is a dead end over there, so I am waiting for you here.”
As soon as these words came out, a look of collapse visibly appeared on the man's face.
"Where are these brothers and sisters! Where are these brothers and sisters!" He pointed at the child and shouted hysterically, "Who are you! What are you!"
The child frowned: "My brother said that pointing at others is very rude."
"You... stop talking!" The man took a deep breath, closed his eyes and grabbed the child's sleeve, "Let's go, let's go now. Your brother or sister will tell us how to get out!"
The child stood there and waited for a few seconds seriously: "My brothers and sisters said that I just need to go forward, and they will tell me when we reach the fork in the road."
"Okay, okay... let's go." The man forced himself to remain calm, took several deep breaths, and then walked forward.
The next road was just as the child said. The directions pointed out by his brother and sister were all correct. The two walked forward. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the child suddenly stopped and said, "My brother and sister said there are people ahead."
"Someone?" The man was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was to speak bravely, "This person is...yours...like brothers and sisters?"
From beginning to end, there was no shadow of the so-called "brother and sister" in the fog. Although he had almost calmed down, the sudden news of someone coming still made him feel weak in the knees.
"My brothers and sisters said it was someone like you." The child shook his head and replied.
"And... the same as me?" The man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a great hope burst out on his face, "He is my teammate, right! You are talking about my teammate!"
He suddenly gathered all his strength and ran forward: "Is there anyone there?"
"No one is there!"
"Make a sound!"
The man shouted as he ran.
The visibility in the white fog is very low, and you can only clearly see things within half a meter around you.
The man kept running forward and indeed saw a figure in the distance.
The clothes that figure was wearing were too obvious, and he seemed to be bending over to dig something. There were constant sounds of blunt instruments hitting in that direction. He recognized who it was at once and shouted excitedly: "Zhu Haochen! Brother Zhu!"
The man didn't answer.
"Brother Zhu! Brother Zhu, what are you doing?" The man shouted a few more times, "Brother Zhu! It's me! I'm Qiu Yuxing!"
Still no answer.
The excitement on Qiu Yuxing's face suddenly turned into a bit of doubt: "Brother Zhu?"
He took a few tentative steps forward: "Brother Zhu...Zhu Haochen? Zhu Haochen?"
His voice became increasingly hollow.
The person in front of him seemed to be unable to hear what he said, and still had his back to him, doing something unknown.
Thinking of the "brother and sister" whom the child had never met, Qiu Yuxing couldn't help but shiver a little, and his steps paused involuntarily.
"Brother Zhu... come back to me," he stood more than a meter away from the figure, not daring to get any closer, "Brother Zhu?"
The triggerers behind him looked at each other, and Xiao Tang rolled up his sleeves: "What the hell, playing tricks!"
She bypassed Qiu Yuxing in front of her and walked straight towards the figure.
"I want to see what it is... Holy shit!"
Xiao Tang jumped back.
The fog was too thick and no one knew what was happening ahead. Xiao Tang's scream of "Oh my God" scared everyone.
"What's wrong, Xiao Tang!" Dita ran over quickly.
"No, no, I'm fine!" Xiao Tang's voice sounded frightened, "Fuck this guy..."
She seemed to be at a loss for words all of a sudden, not knowing how to describe the situation before her, and the words she was about to say were awkwardly stuck in mid-sentence.
Now, everyone was really curious.
The crowd headed in that direction.
At the same time, Qiu Yuxing also mustered up his courage and moved towards the direction of the figure little by little.
When he was only half a meter away from the figure, he carefully reached out and patted the man on the shoulder: "Brother Zhu... I called you, why didn't you answer me..."
The figure turned back suddenly.
Now everyone can see clearly.
This man had a not-so-handsome face, with sweat all over his forehead, and his eyes were probably slightly squinting, making it difficult to tell which direction he was looking at.
The expression was very angry and he was gritting his teeth.
But what was strange was that when he turned his head, there were a few spots of blood on his face.
These few spots of blood seemed to have splashed up from below, splashing onto his face. Combined with the thick white fog surrounding him, there was an indescribable horror.
When Zhu Haochen saw Qiu Yuxing, the anger on his face faded a little, and turned into a little confusion: "Qiu Yuxing? Why are you here? Did you call me just now? I didn't hear it..."
"Yes... yes." Qiu Yuxing felt something was not right.
He turned around and wanted to run, but unexpectedly Zhu Haochen took a few steps forward and grabbed his hand.
He was startled, but it was too late to shake it off, and he was forced to look over in this posture.
In the thick fog, Zhu Haochen's face was filled with deep anger.
"Come and help me!" He gritted his teeth, took something that looked like a shovel from the side, and stuffed it into Qiu Yuxing's hand, "Help me kill him together!"
"Who?" Qiu Yuxing was startled and subconsciously looked at the ground in front of him.
When he saw this, he was stunned.
The triggerers behind him were also stunned.
The person lying on the ground was apparently another "Zhu Haochen".
This "Zhu Haochen" had blood all over his face and one of his eyes had been smashed. The other squinting eye, whether by coincidence or intentional, happened to be looking at where Qiu Yuxing was standing.
This "Zhu Haochen" was lying on the ground, half of his face was covered in blood. He fumbled around on the ground with his hands for a few times, and actually grabbed Qiu Yuxing's ankle with his last bit of strength: "Save me...save me...it's a fake, it wants to kill me!"
"Bullshit!" The anger on the face of the standing Zhu Haochen became more obvious, "You are the fake! You are the fake! Qiu Yuxing! Come and help me! Help me kill him! Kill him! I am the real Zhu Haochen!"
"I...I..." Qiu Yuxing was obviously frightened by the two identical men in front of him. He took a few steps back, the shovel in his hand shaking, "You..."
The "Zhu Haochen" on the ground seemed to see his hesitation and shouted, "Qiu Yuxing! Hit him! I am Zhu Haochen! I can prove it! The strange story that caused us to fail a few days ago was not caused by the fog at all. It was because you accidentally lost the key lamp when you were doing the mission alone! You were afraid of being blamed by everyone, so you teamed up with me to help you lie and say that it was the two of us who encountered the fog!"
"Only the two of us know this! He's a fake! Hit him to death with the shovel in your hand!"
"Stop... stop talking!" Qiu Yuxing shouted, "I..."
He tightened the thing in his hand and looked like he really wanted to hit her.
"Get out! Fake! Get out!" The standing Zhu Haochen swung down with a stick angrily, and the other eye of "Zhu Haochen" on the ground was instantly smashed by the stick. He covered his face, rolled on the ground and let out a heart-wrenching cry.
"Qiu Yuxing! On your first day in the Novice Village, you had a conflict with Sister Zhuo at night, and I was the one who smoothed things over! You must remember this! Only the two of us know about this!" Zhu Haochen, who was standing, shouted, "The one on the ground is the fake! Come with me and kill him! Quick!"
"This..." Qiu Yuxing's brain obviously crashed.
He stood there in a daze for several seconds before finding his voice: "Brother Zhu..."
Before he could finish his words, the "Zhu Haochen" on the ground suddenly jumped up, grabbed the standing Zhu Haochen, and actually bit his neck.
His eye sockets were covered in blood and half of his face was torn apart, but his teeth were unusually good.
Zhu Haochen, who was thrown to the ground, madly hit the back of "Zhu Haochen" with the stick in his hand, and shouted loudly: "What are you waiting for! Kill this fake! Kill him! I am the real Zhu Haochen! Qiu Yuxing! Do it, Qiu Yuxing!"
"Hiss... God." Even Guan Hongyan, who was used to bloody scenes, took a breath of cold air.
Two identical men rolled together on the ground. Half of one of them had his face rotten, with blood constantly oozing out of the wound, while the remaining half of his face was biting the other's neck tightly.
The other party continued to roar, but the sound became strangely hoarse or breathy at the end.
"Fuck him! His trachea was bitten!" Xiao Tang screamed.
She was the closest to the two men, and now that they were fighting, she was forced into the corner and could only maintain an awkward posture and move forward little by little.
From her perspective, she could see that the teeth of the other "Zhu Haochen" had already sunk deeply into Zhu Haochen's neck.
Zhu Haochen had canine fangs, and his sharp teeth had already torn a wound on the neck of the person under his mouth due to his reckless tearing.
The blood from the wound mixed with the blood from his eyes, flowing down in streams, soaking the collars of both men.
"Fuck..." Yuan Shanming couldn't help but take a few steps back, "This is too..."
The "Zhu Haochen" who was blind in both eyes could not see, so he could only bite the opponent's neck tightly and refused to let go. His saliva mixed with blood pulled out long blood-red threads.
The other one, Zhu Haochen, whose trachea was bitten, used all his strength to hit the other person's back with a shovel like a madman.
As the iron tools fell again and again, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
There was a lingering smell of rust in the air, and the white mist was even dyed red.
The impact of the scene was so great that even triggerers like Xiao Tang and Guan Hongyan couldn't help but frown and subconsciously cursed in a low voice, not to mention Qiu Yuxing.
He simply lost the ability to respond.
Qiu Yuxing stood there for a long time. The Qiu Yuxing with both eyes intact screamed, "Go! Go! Kill this fake! Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
With a "bang".
Qiu Yuxing dropped the shovel in his hand, and suddenly ran in the direction he came from, covering his ears like a madman.
"Kid! Kid!" He ran and yelled in despair, "Tell me how to get out! How to get out of here!"
"Child! Child!!!" His voice was on the verge of collapse.
"Brother..." the child's voice sounded, but before he could finish his words, the collapsed Qiu Yuxing had already run towards him.
Because he was too excited, he fell flat on his face in front of the child, his entire face hit the ground, and a long wound was scratched by the stone, from the eye to the ear.
But now he can no longer care about these.
Qiu Yuxing rolled and crawled to his feet, and cried, "How are we going? How are we going? Tell me now! How are we going?"
The "brother and sister" who showed him the way, which had frightened him more than ten minutes ago, had now become his only life-saving straw.
He grabbed the child's hand with such great strength that the calm child couldn't help but frown and wanted to shake him off.
But now Qiu Yuxing can no longer care about so many things.
There was a mixture of tears, blood and dirt on his face, which combined with his expression made him look extremely ugly.
"Please! Please! Tell me how to get there!"
Qiu Yuxing's voice was mixed with Zhu Haochen's heart-wrenching curses not far away: "Qiu Yuxing! You are worse than a beast! Are you going to watch the ghost kill your teammates? I'm coming to kill him! Pull him away! Why the hell are you running! Why are you running!"
"Qiu Yuxing! Why the hell are you running away! Come back! Come back!"
"Hurry up and tell me! Hurry up and tell me!" Qiu Yuxing knelt down in front of the child.
"My brothers and sisters said, go right." The child paused for several seconds and finally gave the direction.
"Right, right? Right, right?" Qiu Yuxing crawled up from the ground, picked up the child, and ran to the right without looking back.
"Go! Go!" He ran forward madly with trembling lips.
Behind him, Zhu Haochen's voice became smaller and smaller.
"Qiu Yuxing! Come back! Qiu Yuxing! I'm going to die! I'm going to be killed by this fake!"
“Come back!!”
"Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!!!"
In the end, his mouth opened wide and his whole body was trying hard to send strength into his throat, but he could no longer utter a word.
His trachea was bitten off.
He couldn't make any sound.
The blood mixed with the saliva of "Zhu Haochen" on his body flowed into his trachea through the broken wound, making him want to cough subconsciously. His hands lost strength and the shovel fell to the ground.
At this moment, the "Zhu Haochen" on his body suddenly exerted force and bit off a large piece of skin on his cheek.
Zhu Haochen covered his face and let out a silent wail.
He scratched at the ground frantically, trying to find the shovel he had dropped.
Someone is one step faster than him.
"Zhu Haochen" fumbled for the shovel and smashed it hard on his head.
With a "bang".
The yellow-haired man retched loudly: "Ugh..."
"Oh my god, oh my god, I can't bear it anymore..." Guan Hongyan slapped her palm on the forehead, repeated it twice, and looked away unable to bear it.
Yuan Shanming even closed his eyes and his breathing became heavier.
"Zhu Haochen" smashed Zhu Haochen's head open.
The top of the head was sunken in the middle and there was a big gap. The skull was broken and the brain mixed with blood splattered everywhere.
Unfortunately, the person who caused all this is no longer visible.
"Zhu Haochen" was holding a shovel, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly fell backwards. He hit the ground with a "bang" and lay motionless.
After more than half a minute, he still didn't move, and the pale-faced newcomers looked at each other.
Bai Jinshu took a few steps forward, stepped on the red and white liquids on the ground, and put his hand under the nose of "Zhu Haochen" that had been smashed so badly that it could not be distinguished, and stayed there for a few seconds.
"He's dead." Bai Jinshu looked up.
Both of these Zhu Haochens are dead.
"Help... help me, bro." The fitness guy's legs and feet felt weak.
Before he came here, he was just a fitness buddy who loved lifting weights. He had never seen such a scene before. Even though he had muscles all over his body, his legs couldn't help but become weak.
"Sister Xiao Tang..." The yellow-haired man had already fallen down, leaning against Xiao Tang's back with weak limbs. His face was extremely pale and he could not walk anymore.
"Let's go, let's go quickly," Xiao Tang said, unable to stay here any longer, "Let's catch up with that guy...Qiu Yuxing! Let's go, let's go!"
Without saying anything, she pulled the yellow-haired man with weak arms and legs onto her back and carried him away without looking back.
Everyone behind him turned pale.
Yuan Shanming and the fitness guy supported each other as they walked forward. Dita's face didn't look good, and she kept rushing forward with her head down.
Guan Hongyan's expression was relatively normal, but her faster blinking frequency revealed that her mind was not so stable.
Bai Jinshu was walking at the back. Huai Jiamu stretched out his hand to ask him if he wanted help, but he shook his head slightly to decline.
He was not afraid, nor did he feel weak.
Rather, no one here is afraid.
It’s just that this scene is too shocking, and people who have never seen such a scene may find it difficult to react.
Everyone walked in the direction of Qiu Yuxing. Although he was scared, he couldn't run as fast as he could with a child in his arms.
Soon, everyone caught up with him.
At this moment, Qiu Yuxing seemed even calmer than the child he was holding.
In addition to pointing the way, the child even kept comforting him: "Brother, don't be afraid, we can just get out of here."
"Yes, yes! It will be fine once we get out!" Qiu Yuxing encouraged himself.
In just over ten minutes, his attitude towards the child changed from fear to dependence. Qiu Yuxing held the child's legs tightly with both hands, and he didn't dare to let go even though he was out of breath, as if holding the child in his arms could make him feel a lot more at ease.
Just then, he saw the figure again.
Three or four figures seemed to appear in the fog in front of me.
Qiu Yuxing froze for a moment.
He had almost forgotten the language and how to walk.
His breathing suddenly stopped and he froze in place almost as if in response to stress.
The figure moved, and suddenly a familiar voice came: "Who is there? Is there anyone?"
It’s Sister Zhuo.
A female face popped out from the fog: "Xiao Qiu? What are you doing? Who is that in your hand? Why are you holding a child? Isn't this the gang leader's child…"
Before she finished her words, she saw Qiu Yuxing in front of her open his mouth and burst into tears.
This young man in his twenties burst into tears like a child. He dropped the child in his arms and rushed to Sister Zhuo, hugged her arms, and cried, "Sister Zhuo! Sister Zhuo! Sister Zhuo, you are here, Sister Zhuo!"
Sister Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to react: "What, what happened, Xiaoqiu?"
What is going on?
Several people behind her also came over.
"What's wrong with Sister Zhuo?"
"Xiao Qiu? Was that Xiao Qiu just now?"
Several teammates' faces appeared in the fog.
Qiu Yuxing buried his head, almost shedding all the tears and fear in his life.
Just when he had vented his fear and felt a little embarrassed, and wanted to look up and explain what had just happened to his teammates, he realized -
His fear was far from gone.
It would be better to say that the real fear began from this moment.
Among the teammates behind Sister Zhuo who all looked puzzled, there was one face that he would probably never forget for the rest of his life.
"Zhu Haochen!" Qiu Yuxing's voice was almost breaking.
His voice was not usually shrill, but at this moment, when he called out the name, he could clearly hear a scream in his own mouth.
The scream was no longer under his control.
His throat was no longer under his control, his limbs were no longer under his control, and his brain was completely empty in an instant. Only one thought as fast as lightning remained, filling his mind like the backflow of seawater.
run!
run! !
run! ! !
Qiu Yuxing grabbed Sister Zhuo's sleeve like a madman, desperately pulling her back, and his voice was out of control, twisted and sharp, sounding so uncomfortable that people felt instinctively uncomfortable: "Aren't you dead! Aren't you dead! Aren't you dead!"
"Please let me go! Let me go!"
"I didn't mean to not save you! I didn't!"
"I'm so scared! Brother Zhu, I'm so scared!"
"Please let me go, I beg you! I didn't mean to not save you! Every wrong has its perpetrator! Please let me go!"
"Please! Please! I'll go back and burn some paper for you! I'll kowtow to you! I'll kneel down for you!"
He could no longer think.
He had only one instinct, and that was to stay away from him, away from Zhu Haochen, the farther from him the better!
Get out of the fog!
Get out of this damn thing! Damn it! I don't know what the fog is!
Get him out now!
Kids! Where are the kids!
"Ah?" In the crowd, Zhu Haochen looked at Qiu Yuxing who had suddenly gone mad, scratched his head in confusion, and said with bewilderment, "I... am alive and well?"
His teammates around him also looked confused. They looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
They started talking at once:
"Yes, Brother Zhu has always been with us."
"Brother Zhu has been with us since the beginning of the fog."
"Who died?"
"Xiao Qiu, are you stimulated by something?"
"Xiaoqiu, calm down."
"Sister Zhuo, please ask Xiaoqiu to calm down and stop shouting."
"Hey, who is this kid? Isn't this the kid from the gang leader's family? Why is he in the fog?"
"I was with Sister Zhuo and the others from the beginning," Zhu Haochen said in a puzzled tone in the mist, "Who died? Don't talk nonsense."
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