latent syndrome.

526 Chapter 525. Memories of the Madman

Anonymous suddenly woke up.

Once again in a strange world.

Everything in the deep world is a pure spiritual world composed of complex concepts. As people's emotions change, their faces often become extremely distorted and terrifying. Not only people, but everything has no fixed form.

But here is different, every detail is ingenious, no matter it is color, time and space, gravity, they are all arranged regularly.

Maybe it was because of an experience. This time when the nameless person opened his eyes, he didn't feel strange. He had obtained an incomparably strange power in the eternal reincarnation, and he could reach his memory through the remaining obsessions of others.

The sound of pattering rain came from the unclosed windows of the simple tin shack, the sky was extremely cloudy, and he was pinching something in his hand.

Wuming shook his head, and after fully waking up, he found that he had strangled a woman alive on the bed, strangling her throat with both hands.

When it was released, there were ring-shaped purple-blue strangle marks on the neck of the female corpse.

Only then did Anonymous discover that this woman should be a sex worker.

He held down the female corpse's chin very skillfully and opened the mouth. The two rows of teeth were stained with pale yellow moraceae plants. Even the good-looking facial features were ruined by the bad teeth and abnormally pale skin. I can see that there are still many needle holes on her thighs and neck, and she is already a veteran who has opened the skylight.

Wuming was a little speechless, he didn't know what happened, the tattooed man actually killed the lady.

Is it because of a communication problem in the prostitution, or the passionate killing after high sex, or it may be playing a super dangerous stimulating suffocation PLAY, which ended up being messed up.

After all, people are dead.

Don't need to worry too much, Anonymous hurriedly found the clothes belonging to the tattooed man in the room. After searching for a long time, he found that this guy was actually a biker before he was alive, and he was even more fanatical than most bikers in the wasteland. There is also a skull logo on the back of the pilot leather jacket, and there are a lot of rivet leather boots.

Anonymous put on his clothes and got out of bed, ready to go to the bathroom to find out, but the scene on the ground made him a little silly, there were rubber products used after the battle everywhere.

This tattooed man seemed to be completely overwhelmed. He worked here for days and nights, and even killed him directly.

What a fuck.

It was only then that Anonymous realized that he was an extremely civilized person. Compared to the situation of the tattooed man, he could only be regarded as a good citizen.

Even compared to the last murderer Randy who was at the mercy of fanatical thoughts, Randy is a good guy.

Anonymous put on his shoes and went to the half-length mirror in the bathroom cabinet.

What surprised him was that this person was even younger than the last time Randy entered, and even made Anonymous wonder if he was over 22 years old. If it wasn't for his tall stature and sufficiently fierce eyes, he might even be in his early 20s.

Anonymous checked to see if there was any driver's license or something on his body, and found it without accident. The answer displayed on it was in line with Anonymous' judgment, and he was still a few months away from turning 22.

It's awesome and awesome playing nitro, fucking awesome to explode.

How many people are still reciting the full text at this age, this guy has avoided detours for billions of years, and he is the average level of the deep world when he comes up.

God damn is so kind and charitable, helping the poor and helping the needy, a whole scumbag.

Wuming looked at himself in the half-length mirror, and touched his neck subconsciously, hey, why don't you have that gaudy tattoo yet? Maybe it's because you haven't unlocked any achievements yet.

At this time, when a phone call came, Anonymous groped all over his body, and finally found it in the inner pocket of his leather jacket. He took out the phone, but found that it was quite old, and it was still a damn pixel matrix screen, which could only be used for making calls. Texting, and the extremely simple game of Snake and Cubes.

The note on the caller ID is Francisco.

Wuming answered the phone without hesitation, but didn't say a word, waiting for the other party to speak first. After all, he didn't even know the real name of the tattooed man.

"It's really strange."

"You still know how to answer the phone."

"Although you can live outside for more than three years, it still surprises me."

"It's time to come back, I know the good things you did outside."

"No matter how long it takes, it won't become a climate."

"Now that you come back with Maggie, I will let the past go."

The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely arrogant.

The nameless man was a little confused, he understood, it turned out that the tattooed man was a rebellious teenager, but he was too rebellious, and the person who called might be his father or something.

The problem is that I don't know the next development of the plot. If the choice is wrong, this memory world will collapse soon.

Since they are rebellious teenagers, it should be a wild choice.

"I don't understand, it's none of my business."

Anonymous hung up the phone directly, and as expected, the memory world was extremely stable, and there was no sign of losing control.

bang bang bang...

Then there was a violent knock on the door outside.

"Johnny."

"I know you're in there."

"It has already begun."

Someone outside was knocking on the door frantically.

Johnny?

Anonymous's heart was shocked. Is this the name of the tattooed man? It's nothing special.

He opened the door without hesitation, and what he saw were groups of gangsters, different from the guys who hung gold chains and hoods and rapped, they were real desperadoes.

Desperadoes also need to work, otherwise what will they use to make ends meet?
It's just that the nature of the work of the outlaws is very different from that of ordinary people, and all of them only play short, flat and fast.

One of the people carrying the travel package opened the package, which contained all firearms. Although there were no long-barreled ones, for these gang members who were not skilled enough, submachine guns and shotguns were enough.

As for the pistol, it is the guy who always takes it with him when he eats.

"Damn."

"You killed people again, didn't you, hey."

"I told you not to be so generous. These poisonous dogs have no tolerance. They are like goldfish. If you give them a little more, their drug resistance is very strong. If you inject a large dose, they will die directly. "

Looking at the female corpse in the room alone, I was a little surprised, not because Johnny is a pervert who likes to play with it and then kill it, but because he is too generous. Since he sells this, he has a lot of stock, so he is very generous. The handouts given to others caused these guys to suck themselves to death.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. You seem to be in a daze."

"I'm afraid you forgot about going to rob the jewelry store today?"

The man continued to add.

At this time, Wuming felt that the memory world was a little unstable, and it seemed that he had to participate in a catastrophe with these guys.

(End of this chapter)