Chapter 240 Chapter 238 "Mom..."
Mo Yan kicked the doors one by one, trying to kick open all the closed doors in the corridor.
Just now, the eldest brother asked him to check if there were any living people on the second floor, so he had to do it to ensure that no unexpected situation would threaten the eldest brother.
At this moment, the eldest brother's voice came from deep in the corridor.
"——Mo Yan, come here."
The sound circled around, leaving a distant echo.
"Here I come, big brother!"
Mo Yan immediately put down his painful foot and ran towards that direction happily.
The scene before him startled him.
Bright red blood stained everywhere.
Above the door, in the cracks of the floor, and on the grayish-white walls, it looked as if they had been repainted, with large patches of red sprinkled all over.
Next to the door, a strange young man was slumped, with a cigarette burning in his hand, but the cigarette was stained with bright blood. His chest was sunken, as if his ribs were broken, and there were corrosion marks on his throat, as if it had been burned.
Next to the young man stood his older brother, but there seemed to be something wrong with his older brother's eyes at this moment.
When he looked into his elder brother's eyes, cold sweat instantly seeped down Mo Yan's back. He froze in place, his feet seemed to be dug into the floor, and he was unable to move for a moment.
"Why are you standing there?" Su Mingan waved at him: "Come here."
"Brother...can I ask what your current san value is?" Mo Yan answered with some difficulty.
"...Let me see." Su Mingan glanced at the orange bar: "98."
98?
Mo Yan couldn't believe this number at all.
...No matter how you look at your brother's condition, it doesn't look like he's 98, right?
Mo Yan rubbed his dry lips and finally managed to utter a few words from the almost frozen air:
"Brother, why don't you go to sleep first."
"……ha."
Ryan, who was lying on the ground before Su Mingan, chuckled.
Ryan seemed to be in very bad condition, coughing up blood while talking.
A thread of blood slid down his chin, dripped onto the ground, and mixed with the large pool of blood on the ground.
"Look, Su Mingan, even a cannon fodder like you can see that you are crazy, but you still think you are normal..."
“Bang!”
Ryan's eyes widened.
Just as he finished his sentence, he was kicked by the opponent.
Blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably. Ryan was a little dazed by the sudden blow. His eyes were almost frozen in the darkness, and his fingers were bent unconsciously.
"Su Ming'an—are you done yet!" he roared, his voice unable to suppress the pain.
Su Mingan said nothing, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he kicked again.
Ryan tried his best to turn his body and stretched out his hand, trying to awaken the defensive formation he had set up, but was instantly pressed down by a huge gravity and could not move.
He tried to block the opponent's violent attack, but the opponent just hit him in the abdomen with one hand, and the sudden burst of the wound made him so painful that he could hardly think.
"Are you asking me if this is going to end?" Su Ming'an brought his fist down without any hesitation.
His fists didn't hit anywhere else, but specifically aimed at Ryan's delicate face. Even though his strength was not high, it was far beyond that of an ordinary Zhaixing person. The heavy force of his fists hit his cheeks, and every punch brought blood out of Ryan's mouth.
"——When you forced me to ask me what I thought just now, did you ever ask yourself in your heart——Are you done yet?" Su Ming'an said with an extremely calm tone.
In contrast to his calm tone, his attack was extremely fierce. His fists fell like raindrops, and each one seemed to use all his strength.
Under the energy suppression state, every move is a critical hit.
Even if it is in a shadow state, it can make the other party feel immense pain, the pain of being physically beaten.
"you……"
Ryan coughed up blood.
"You'd better pray that you don't run into me in every copy in the future." Su Mingan retracted his fist.
He reached out, lifted Ryan's collar, and watched him cough out blood bit by bit.
"Have you remembered?" Su Ming'an stared into his pale eyes, his voice as calm as dead water.
Ryan spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was still a smell of cigarettes on his body, mixed with the disinfectant, which was a bit choking.
When he looked at Su Mingan, his blood-stained face revealed an extremely fanatical, madman-like smile:
"...What?" Ryan smiled: "You said you can face your past in front of the world casually. Now it seems that you are just showing off. First Player - look at your appearance now. This is the first time I see the First Player so angry... Ha, I'm honored. I was the one who unlocked the First Player's angry look. I wonder what other people will think when they see this scene..."
"It doesn't matter. I closed the live broadcast room the moment I started to beat you up." Su Mingan stared at him. "I don't know what I would do if I don't live under the eyes of the whole world."
"Because you're crazy, just like me," Ryan said.
Su Mingan stared into the other person's eyes.
Through Ryan's clear, mirror-like eyes, he could see his own reflection.
The shadows seemed to be stained with blood.
“Bang!”
He used his strength to completely press the other person into the wall and turned his head.
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