heaven bird

-I hear the birds singing sweetly to the dawn that has not yet dawned.

-But I am not the dawn, I am the night abandoned by the birds.

As night falls, evil arises.

In fact, the Garden of Eden was already in a mess early in the morning, and everything in sight was darkness and chaos. Tang walked along the corridor of the infirmary with a baton in his hands, ignoring the tragic screams and screams that seemed to be far away but close at hand. , The heel of the moccasin made a clicking, clicking sound on the ground.

The dim light in the corridor reflected a strange color of blood. The door of the infirmary was locked tightly, but there were many "people" around the door. They seemed to be crazy and wanted to break into the infirmary, but they only knew how to use their flesh and blood. The body digs at the wooden door and the glass window on the door.

Tang met the pale Irene who was hiding behind the glass door, and he mouthed, "Hello, doctor."

Irene lowered her head, and her complexion became even worse. Her honey-colored curly hair was extremely messy, and a few strands of hair were stained on her face due to sweat. She silently grasped the scalpel in her hand and stabbed it hard. into the hole in the glass door.

The man who was stabbed let out a cry of pain, but he didn't withdraw his hand, and stretched more forcefully towards the hole. Many wounds were scratched on his arm by broken glass.

"These drugs induce the most primitive animal nature in their blood. When you inject them, you should think that there are not a few men in the Garden of Eden who are obsessed with you."

Irene reached out and brushed away the long sweaty hair that stuck to her eyes, and pierced another man's bloody hand, speaking in a hoarse and sharp voice, "So what, I hate them just like I hate you .”

She smiled sarcastically, "Neil is such an obedient little lunatic, isn't he? I just showed him the way, and he obediently ran up to die. I really don't know what you have protected him for so many years. significance."

There was a thick black man who broke open the wooden board where the lock was located with his bare hands, roared madly and wanted to poke his head in, Irene used her teeth to unscrew a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, and poured it directly on his scalp covered with wounds, the man let out a sound like It was the scream of being crushed over the neck, as if he wanted to back up, but a group of people behind him kept pushing him into the door.

"You want to kill me, right? You can do it now." Irene shouted.

Tang curled up his beautiful lips, and the expression on his face was unexpectedly gentle, "I can't kill you, you are his wife, so I have to wait patiently."

The gate was finally knocked open, and the red-eyed prisoners swarmed in. The sharp knife in Irene's hand was thrown aside, and they tore her hair and clothes like a fight.

Tang Wan squatted in front of her, "It's rare for me to do such a patient thing, but it seems to be worth it. Look, I'm just waiting now? Waiting for the moment when you die in front of me. "

Irene was pushed to the ground and stared at him, eyes full of resentment and hatred, "You won't live longer than me, everything is over today, this ghost place is with us."

"Of course." Tang nodded with a smile as a matter of course, and then watched one of the men cut off the artery on Irene's neck with a knife, and the blood sprayed all over the place. , but could not make any sound, and soon fell to the ground forever.

Tang wiped the blood-stained corner of his clothes with his fingers and stood up. He looked at the dead body of the female doctor. She was lying on the ground miserably. The white man was still tugging at her hair, as if trying to pull her up.

He turned his eyes and closed the dilapidated door of the infirmary, isolating everything.

Tang's final destination was the roof of the infirmary. He sat on the roof with a cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke drew small white circles in front of his eyes.

He had quit smoking a long time ago because that little lunatic with a sensitive taste, Neil, didn't like the taste very much, but... he smiled, and now it doesn't matter.

A loud noise rang in his ears, a large amount of thick smoke came out from somewhere in the playground, and even swept across the roof, making Tang cough a few times, as if something had exploded, but under his eyes The playground has long been in chaos, except for the unlucky ones who were killed by the bombing, no one cares about the explosion. The prisoners beat each other as if they had been overdosed on stimulants. Standing up once, it seemed that he was not afraid of bullets, and several prison guards were already dead.

Tang seemed to turn a blind eye to these things. After coughing, he stretched out his hand to dust off the cigarette ash and crushed the cigarette on the railing beside him. He took out a small white flower from the pocket of his uniform. Of course it was not the one Neil gave him. It is not uncommon for this kind of vigorous wild flower to pick a lot of it by walking around the grass in the Garden of Eden.

Tang casually turned the slender white flower in his hand, smiled slightly, with a gentle gleam in his blue eyes, pursuing others with such cheap things... Really... thanks to that guy Neil for thinking of it.

He gently held the flower in the palm of his hand, and with the other hand he drew out the gun pinned to his waist.

Tang looked up calmly. The night was very dark, as if dawn would never come. He thought, is this the last thing Neil saw?

Don pointed the gun at his temple, and before he pulled the trigger, he seemed to vaguely see a familiar figure on the playground, oh, Don thought, a beautiful prisoner with green eyes who didn't belong here.

"May you find true freedom."

Tang smiled, parted his lips and said softly, then pulled the trigger.

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Michael raised his head suddenly as if he had sensed something, but he saw nothing in the smoke. He quickly lowered his head, bypassed the pool of blood on the ground and continued to run forward.

The situation here is worse than he imagined, he can hardly recognize this place, most of the prisoners in blue prison uniforms are fighting, their strength has become extremely powerful, Michael saw someone almost The opponent's abdomen was torn open with fingernails, and then the bloody intestines were dug out. Many people injured their hands and feet in the explosion, but they seemed to be unconscious, and continued to walk with their hands and feet burned and blackened. Looking for a target to attack, the grotesque and distorted sight is disgusting.

There were too many people on the playground, they were all wearing blue prison uniforms, it was almost impossible to tell who was who, occasionally some people wearing prison guard uniforms flashed by, but Michael didn't pay attention.

Some timid prisoners hid in the corners of the building and shivered. Michael struggled to find one. The boy screamed and hugged his head. There was too much noise around, and Michael had to pull his struggling hands and shouted loudly. , "Did you see T-bag? Or Abel?"

The boy didn't seem to hear anything clearly but kept shaking his head. After Michael let go of him helplessly, he immediately rolled and scrambled back to another farther corner, and there seemed to be something at his feet.

Michael saw that the thing was a flower pot with a dark blue totem printed on it. The boy didn't seem to know that those small and cute white things had now become the most terrifying murder weapon, "Hey, Boy, get away from that thing!"

The boy didn't respond at all, and stayed in the corner, getting closer to the flower pot, as if the chubby thing could give him a sense of security. The devil always appears in the world in the face of an angel, deceiving the world (Note 1).

Michael wanted to go up to pull him away, and suddenly someone fell on his back and pinned him to the ground, and the guy who used him as a meat pad greeted him very leisurely, "Whoa, T-bag green-eyed beauty, long time no see!"

As Caesar said, he got up, wiped the gray and black face, and smashed the head of the person who rushed towards him with the long wooden plank in his hand, "So why are you here--" before the words fell It was interrupted by a loud bang.

"Well, cough cough——" Michael frowned and waved away the smoke, his face was slightly hurt from being scratched by the fragments of the flowerpot, Michael reached out and wiped it, and there was blood on his fingertips.

"What the F**k! What the hell is going on here? It's a lunatic and an explosion!" Caesar cursed, this bomb was far less lethal than the previous one. They were fine, but the people who were leaning against it just now But the boy must die.

Michael glanced at the boy's body with difficulty, looked away, and took Caesar's arm, "I ask you, did you see T-bag or Abel?"

"Are you here to be a hero to save the beauty..." Caesar swallowed the following words after seeing Michael's face, shrugged, "Well, don't talk nonsense, I didn't see Abel, but T-bag did When it arrived, he went to the other side of the playground."

Michael immediately left him and ran in the direction he said, tripping over a corpse lying in the middle of the road, Michael propped his hands on the ground, and found that the man in the blue prison uniform under him seemed to be Some familiar.

"Dean?" It was the young prison guard, and Michael saw a gash on his throat, fatally stabbed, the killer was obviously very professional, not those crazy prisoners, they would not leave such a complete body, and he Clothes...Michael didn't think there were a lot of guys here who had the sense to swap clothes with a prison guard these days.

"Shit!" Michael cursed, no wonder he couldn't find it just now, he found the wrong target from the beginning!He remembered the somewhat familiar voice on the phone. It was Abel himself who answered the warden's call first!

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Abe sat looking up at the moon from a playground stand in his uniform, and he wore a police cap pulled down to cast a shadow over his eyes.

The moon seems to be stained with blood tonight.

He looked very quiet, as if the chaos behind him had nothing to do with him.

"... When I first picked up Kevin, it was also one night like this. He was the only one who supported my plan. Although he couldn't understand me, for a long time, there were only the two of us in that world. Personally..." Abel said as if he was nostalgic for the past, and then turned his head with a half-smile, "I have to say, I'm a little disappointed, it was you...T...bag?"

"It seems that you should re-recognize my name..." T-bag grinned sinisterly at him in a red prison uniform, the wounds on his shoulders and waist were still oozing blood, but he didn't care at all. Mind you, the silver blade in your hand and even the wrist holding the knife were stained with blood, "Since I just eliminated the last three remaining members of your lunatic squad, you are now alone, Your Majesty."

"Lonely?" Abel's brows frowned slightly, and then relaxed again. He looked at the crowd fighting not far away with a little obsession, as if he was really happy for the bloody farce planned by him in front of him, "No No, it's not like that, you see, this is a kingdom of sin, and every subject is guilty..."

"And as long as I move." Abel slowly walked down the steps from the stands step by step, and pressed a button on the remote control device in his hand the moment the toe of his shoe touched the ground.

"boom--"

Sparks exploded on the other side of the playground, and a bloody heat wave swept over, knocking off Abel's police cap, and his eyes, which had been hidden under the brim of the cap before, were smiling. , "It will be completely eliminated."

"Holyshit!" T-bag spat because of the choking smell, and the smell of charcoal and charred meat mixed in the heat wave was weird and disgusting, "I have no interest in your inexplicable comments, words of faith , the T-bag already exists..."

T-bag tightened the cloth strip tied on his shoulder to stop the bleeding with his teeth, and turned his neck left and right, making a clicking sound, "And in the eyes of my Mr. Faith, you are his eternal nightmare-- Although T-bag is very upset because of the reason of being a woman, but we can stay in bed and correct it slowly..."

T-bag has always felt that the two sides bowed three times and then declared their families to start a war, so he usually chooses to stab each other to death before giving his acceptance speech. The sharp blade left a shallow bloodstain on his neck.

Looking at the wound on his neck, Bagwell laughed, "T-bag thinks about it, it's more reassuring to ask you to roll to another world."

Abel wiped the blood from his neck and took off his glasses.

"Come to play!"

Facts have proved that Abel is not putting on airs, at least he is much more useful than the guys under him in fighting. T-bag twisted Abel's arm in reverse, but was pushed down by the opponent. He looked at Abel Once again deliberately opened the distance between the two of them and frowned, the berserk in his heart was almost overflowing.

Of course, T-bag has not received any shit professional training. All his fighting skills are honed from being beaten again and again in the past. Abel's precise dismantling moves like textbook templates make him feel it all the time. Anxiety and irritability, and Abel seemed to be sure that his injury would not last long, and every move was deliberately delaying time, and the wounds on his shoulders and waist were indeed torn again in the intense action, hot The pain distracted his few attentions.

And a loss of consciousness finally caused another wound on T-bag's abdomen.

Abel's cut was extremely deep, and it didn't match his smiling expression at all. T-bag staggered back a few steps, "I don't need to go on a diet, honey, you don't need to give me a tummy tuck. Make a hole." He was still smiling with the corners of his mouth pulled, but his forehead was full of cold sweat, in fact, he had a kind of intestines that seemed to be leaking from the wound in his abdomen, and he hoped that this was just his illusion.

He clenched the flesh on the side wall of his mouth, forced himself to focus on the consciousness that had begun to slacken, and clenched the knife in his hand.

Abe didn't give him much time for halftime, and he hit T-bag on the jaw, flipping him to the ground, pinning him to the ground just as T-bag shook his head and tried to regain consciousness , kneeling hard on the wound on the opponent's abdomen with one leg, successfully preventing all of T-bag's counterattacks.

Abel looked at Bagwell, who was dripping with cold sweat, and finally stopped smiling hypocritically. Under the bloody moonlight, his face was extremely ferocious, "I am the winner!"

Bagwell watched him raise his arm holding the blade. Not far away were the excited and frenzied prisoners biting the corpses of their former companions. The scene was absurd and weird like a bloody playground out of control, the last scene of life It's really not good enough to stay in this moment, T-bag thought, since the reality is ridiculous enough, it's better to create another illusion, at least it can let him see his genius engineer again.

He closed his eyes with a little regret.

In the dark, T-bag heard the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh and blood, but he didn't feel the pain he should have. He opened his heavy eyes with difficulty, and then laughed, realizing that the world was actually treating him well.

He saw his beloved green-eyed beauty panting and holding a knife, standing next to Abel who fell down staring and staring, looking down at him with beautiful green eyes and calming down, he immediately aroused Touching the corners of his light-colored and charming lips, she spoke to him in a rarely brisk tone.

"Goodnight, teddy, Missme?"

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Note 1: The devil will always appear in the world with the face of an angel.From "Bible Stories".