four dead games

In front of him is a red color that can destroy everything. Han Yang obviously didn't open his eyes, but he could intuitively feel the blood red in front of him. He wanted to move his body, but his fingers didn't seem to belong to him. Can't break through that layer of obstacles.Consciousness gradually became clear, and Han Yang recalled what happened before. He was seriously injured and passed out in pain, or he lost consciousness because of blood loss, but now he knows very well that he is still alive .

The time of being unable to control his body lasted for several minutes. Han Yang slowly felt that he had regained control of his body. He opened his eyes, then moved his body, propped his upper arms on the floor, and sat down with difficulty. stand up.

The headache was painful, more painful than the wounds left on his body before. Han Yang subconsciously put his hands on his waist, where there was a [-] cm incision. If his memory serves him right, he had at least seven stab wounds on his body.

After touching his waist, Han Yang's pupils began to dilate, his clothes were torn, but his skin had healed as before, and he was still lying in the room where he passed out before, and he could see through the hole left by the window. Looking at the sky outside the window, Han Yang stood up and wanted to see it more clearly, but no matter how he looked, it was still a hazy moonlight and night outside, and there was no dawn at all.

All this cannot be explained by common sense.Han Yang touched his abdomen, his feet were a little weak, and he remembered that the wound on his forehead was the same, and it healed perfectly after he woke up.

The large amount of blood accumulated on the ground can prove that the owner of the blood has absolutely lost all signs of life, but he is still standing here.

Han Yang involuntarily wanted to back up, but his foot stepped on something, and he tripped backwards. After looking at the thing that tripped him, Han Yang immediately vomited stomach acid.There was a headless male corpse lying on the ground, and the clothes he was wearing looked like the one who had cut himself before. Han Yang suppressed the fear in his heart and glanced at the container in the corner. It was the woman who was killed by this man before.Everything in front of him could not be explained by common sense, and Han Yang's heartbeat exceeded the maximum limit.First of all, he appeared here out of nowhere, let alone, after killing this man, he was obviously going to die, why did his wound heal?And this man in front of him...

Where did his head go...

Han Yang's breathing became short of breath, he stood on the ground, the chaotic things in his mind became a mess, he staggered a few steps, Han Yang propped his arms on the wall, his eyes fixed on his shoes, he didn't know How to calm down.

The atmosphere was silent, Han Yang had no clue, just when he decided to go out to see the situation outside, the snow-white double-edged knife came to his neck from behind.

Han Yang's pupils dilated in an instant, and the tip of the double-edged knife slowly scratched the skin on his throat. Han Yang watched helplessly as his skin was cut and bled. This wound was not fatal, but it scared him Just don't know what's going to happen next.

Under such circumstances, he has no ability to resist, and the people behind him can plunge the tip of a knife into his throat as long as they pick up a brick.Han Yang stood stiffly, the dagger in the man's hand was still pressed against his throat, but his other hand gently wrapped around Han Yang's waist.The indifferent and cold voice was unfamiliar but familiar to him. The people behind him seemed to put their heads on his shoulders, and their warm breath fell into Han Yang's neck through his hair.

"If people who die here don't cut off their heads, they will come back to life in three hours."

Even his thinking froze. The knife on Han Yang's neck was still draining the blood from his throat. If he had to give the person behind him a name, the first person Han Yang would remember would be the one he knew. The only guy with a double surname among the people here is Ouyang Zheng.

But Han Yang is being bloodletted by him holding a knife against him at this moment. This person has already completely changed his appearance. The scene where he took off someone else's arm like tearing off a boiled chicken wing and then punched Han Yang in the opponent's lower abdomen It is still vivid.

He didn't speak, and Han Yang couldn't speak at all because his throat was pressed against him.Ouyang seemed to enjoy the feeling that the blood from Han Yang's throat flowed into his sleeve through the handle of the knife against his skin, so there was no movement. After a while, he took the dagger away.

Han Yang clutched his neck tightly, turned to look at Ouyang, and he licked the blood that Han Yang bleed out, and then wiped off a little blood stuck to the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

"Why are you here?" Han Yang looked at Ouyang Zheng with a frown, and after hearing Han Yang's words, he shifted his eyes to the blood on the blade to Han Yang's body.

"Here you are when you wake up."

Ouyang Zheng's words were still so unfocused, Han Yang helplessly resisted the pain in his neck, and asked.

"Woke up here after being stoned? Why didn't I see you before?"

Han Yang didn't discuss with Ouyang Zheng why he cut his neck with a knife at the beginning, but asked the most basic questions. According to his understanding of Ouyang Zheng, this person actually has a communication barrier and generally doesn't like to talk , even if it is said, it will not be the kind that others want to hear.

"I was downstairs and the same thing happened downstairs and I opened the door."

Ouyang also had a lot of blood on his body, but his clothes were not damaged, and it could be seen that it was the blood of others.

Han Yang couldn't help but think of the way he beheaded three people. The picture was bloody and brutal. If it was Ouyang Zheng, he would definitely be able to lift the three heads and open the door.

Han Yang couldn't help closing his eyes, his brows were frowning, he was very familiar with the person in front of him, but at this moment Han Yang didn't have anything to say about what he did, even though he knew something was wrong, but he It is impossible to discuss this issue with Ouyang Zheng, because in the current situation, doing so is the only way to save his life.

"Then what did you see after you opened the door? How did you come to me?" Han Yang continued to ask, while Ouyang Zheng just stared into his eyes and stopped talking.

After staring for a long time, he looked away, then walked to the corner container, put the knife aside, curled up inside and closed his eyes.

"I'm tired, go and see for yourself, it's safe now."

Han Yang watched Ouyang Zheng remain silent like this, feeling a little depressed.The smell of blood in the room where the two corpses were poured was so pungent, Han Yang held his breath and walked out of the room.The door of the safe passage in the corridor has been opened, and Han Yang looked at the ordinary door, feeling a little weird for no reason.

The corridor was pitch-black, except for the faint moonlight that made it possible to see the road ahead clearly, he didn't have any tools for lighting.Fortunately, Han Yang's night vision ability is not bad. When he walked to the door, the three bottomless holes in front of the door were particularly dazzling.

After passing through the three holes, Han Yang walked to the landing of the stairs. Below is the stairs. There is a window in the wall, and the light shines in, so it is not difficult to see the stairs clearly.Han Yang touched the handrail and went downstairs step by step. In fact, he was now thinking whether he should bring a knife before coming out. Even if Ouyang said it was safe here, there might be someone who was not completely dead and resurrected. ...

But this is impossible. If Ouyang opened the door, he should have cut off the heads of those people.

Thinking of this, I felt a little nervous. In my impression, the hand that helped him push the swing and took the schoolbag was very white, with beautiful and well-proportioned knuckles, but now he used that hand to remove someone else's arm and cut off a few heads. .

Pressing his face and forcing himself to calm down, his father told him as early as when he was in high school, don't bother with Ouyang Zheng at school. No matter how good you are, don't keep dating, at least not when you are studying.

Han Yang is actually very afraid of his father, but more than fear is longing. This man has set an example for him since he was a child. He is the public prosecutor representing the procuratorate. In Han Yang, he would go around holding toys and shouting to kill the bad guys. When I was young, my mother said that my father was the one who punished the bad and promoted the good and would put every bad guy in jail.So in order to get his father's approval, he has been working hard to complete every goal his father set for him. He has been excellent from elementary school to junior high school. Father also became a prosecutor.So Han Yang knew clearly that this kind of criminal behavior was not allowed, but in order to survive, he had to temporarily approve of this means of survival.

Moreover, everything that happened here was out of line with common sense, and Han Yang had to start wondering if he had been drawn into some strange space.

He groped his way down to the first floor in the dark. Han Yang could smell a pungent smell of blood before entering the room. It was conceivable that there were three headless corpses inside. Han Yang stood in the corridor in a daze. Yes, and then I gave up and went in to take a look at this option. It might be better not to look at some things, otherwise I will never forget them for the rest of my life.

After walking out of the corridor, Han Yang continued to go downstairs. He didn't know what he would encounter below. He was a little nervous, but what Ouyang said was safe was always lingering in his ears, so even though he was a little flustered, he continued. go downstairs.Perhaps as expected, there is no way to go forward after the next floor, and a door is blocked there as before, with arrows and a line of words painted in red paint full of horror and evil taste on the door.

——Thank you for your gift. In return, I will help you open the door upstairs and give me all the four heads there, and I will open the last door of freedom for you. lucky.

There are four dark holes under the door. Han Yang looked down slowly, and he saw blood stains beside three of the four holes.