Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

The other three people just watched helplessly as 'Wen Mu Tianhua' died under their own sharp knives.

When everything was over, the living room returned to silence.

"So far, no one has been able to escape the monster's poisonous hands. Now there are only three of us left. I don't know who its next target will be."

Chu Tianhong's slightly narrowed eyes looked at Xing Mei and Li Ming.

"Since monsters have no physical means of attack, they can only use mental torture. Maybe it's because their will is not strong enough." Li Ming sighed.

Chu Tianhong seemed to be very interested in this question and asked: "So, Li Ming, are you confident that you can withstand the mental torture of the monster?"

Li Ming did not answer directly. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'm not worried about monsters or anything like that at all. What I'm really worried about is you."

"Worried about us?" Chu Tianhong raised his eyebrows.

Xingmei also glanced over after hearing this.

"Yes." Li Ming nodded affirmatively, and then continued: "I am confident that I can withstand the mental torture of monsters, but I don't have much confidence. If I can defeat any of you, you are the biggest obstacle for me to pass the game. "

Chu Tianhong understood the meaning of these words and couldn't help laughing: "Do you think Xingmei and I will be controlled by monsters in the end?"

"As a player who participated in the game together, I certainly hope that things will not end like this, but some things are not subject to my will."

If they were in the same team, maybe Li Ming would adopt another strategy, but now he could only ensure his own survival as the goal.

Chu Tianhong didn't speak anymore, but showed a thoughtful expression.

The living room fell silent again.

I don't know how long it took, but Li Ming took out his mechanical watch and looked at it again.

"Less than two hours left," he said, putting his watch back in his pocket.

"You care too much about time. You looked at your watch seventeen times tonight, which may distract you." Chu Tianhong reminded.

"It doesn't matter." Li Ming glanced at the other two people and sighed: "I hope you can survive the next two hours. Fighting is really not my strong point."

As soon as he finished speaking, his vision suddenly went dark, and the lights in the living room went out for the sixth time.

Li Ming immediately started metal detection with special powers, but was surprised to find that Chu Tianhong and Xing Mei were not within the detection range.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing on the side of a busy road.

But this is obviously not a real picture, because only a small area in front of his eyes is clear. If he opens his eyes slightly, he can only see a fog.

At this time, he was looking at a slightly thin man in front of him, in a daze.

This figure was so familiar that even though it had been a full 10 years, he could still recognize it at a glance.

"Xiao Ming, sit here and don't move. I'll go over and buy you an ice cream."

The man said and walked towards the convenience store across the street.

Li Ming subconsciously raised his hand and called, "Dad..."

"What's wrong?" The man turned around and then showed a smile, "Xiao Ming, be good, dad will be back soon."

Li Ming opened his mouth again, but no sound came out. He just lowered his eyelids slightly.

Bang!

With an earth-shattering noise, an out-of-control overloaded heavy-duty truck knocked over three cars and swept a man in the middle of the road under the car...

dong dong dong...

A severely deformed head rolled to his feet with a trail of blood.

Deep in his memory, those eyes that lost their luster stared straight at him, and Li Ming's fingers trembled slightly.

Then, the screen turned.

A gray-haired old woman threw herself in front of him and shouted heartbreakingly: "It was you who killed Yuhua, why didn't you stop your father, you heartless thing, just watching you?" Dad was hit by a car and died..."

"My poor son, you died so miserably."

"It's all your fault for that cold-blooded son. He's not a human, he's a beast..."

Li Ming lowered his head and let the old man yell and curse, but remained silent.

Then, the scene changed again.

He appeared in a spacious and bright room again, which was a ward. The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and medicine, making people feel dull and depressing.

On the only hospital bed in the room, a bald woman with a gloomy complexion and skinny bones was struggling in pain and wailing...

When she saw Li Ming standing aside, her eyes instantly burst out with a strong desire for survival, and she stretched out her withered arms with slight trembling.

"Xiao Ming, come here quickly, save mom quickly, mom is still young, mom doesn't want to die, hurry up, save mom, hurry up, save mom..."

Li Ming bit his lower lip and looked away slightly.

"You heartless thing, I gave birth to you, why don't you save me..."

The woman seemed to have lost her last hope, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Every breath was like a last struggle, and every breath was like farewell to life.

A hoarse gasp came from her throat, like a cry of despair.

In the end, the woman breathed her last breath with endless memories of life. Her fingers that were tightly grasping the sheets also dropped weakly along with her arms.

after awhile.

The walls of the room began to shake violently, and the ground suddenly cracked. The cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, and it seemed that the entire room would be swallowed up in the next second.

Finally, the room collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.

The flood began to spread among the ruins, and within a short time, it turned into a vast ocean.

An old man who was struggling in the flood saw Li Ming floating on the wooden door and hurriedly stretched out his arm, "Mingming, please give me a hand."

"Grandpa is about to drown. Please help him quickly."

"Mingming, please help grandpa, grandpa, please..."

Li Ming remained indifferent, watching helplessly as the old man's body continued to sink, and finally disappeared into the waves.

When he raised his head, he found that he was already in a mourning hall. There were four coffins in the mourning hall, and each coffin had a portrait on it.

The faces of a group of familiar and unfamiliar people around him suddenly changed when they saw him, and they all showed expressions of disgust and disgust.

"You little beast, why don't you die?"

"You have killed so many people, find a river and jump into it yourself."

"You monster will only bring disaster to people."

"You, this disaster star, don't deserve to live in this world."

"Your existence itself is a sin, go and die quickly."

"To die, to die..."

"..."

The voices of the surrounding crowd were getting louder and denser.

Soon, he was drowned in the endless magic sound, like a lonely boat bumping and undulating in the turbulent sea, like a helpless leaf, letting the violent storm rage.