I can hardly hide my alien identity

In horror, the voices of those people got closer and closer to him.

The unlucky son closed his eyes tightly, and trembled uncontrollably when he heard the dragging sound coming from beside him.

Until he noticed that the voice gradually moved away from him.

Brother Gongzi got up slowly, stretched his head out a little and lay on the steering wheel.

He saw two of the group of people, each dragging a human leg, dragging red blood all the way along the road.

The voices of the dismembering monsters faintly entered his ears with the cool night wind.

"This leg feels soft when pinched. Are those things at the break blood vessels and meridians?"

"Slightly stronger than that."

.....
The poor young master couldn't bear it anymore, his pupils kept turning upwards, and with a bang, his body fell backwards on the flat seat.

I don't know how long it took, but when he suddenly opened his eyes, there was no sign of the dismemberment team nearby.

He took out his mobile phone tremblingly: "Comrade policeman, I want to call the police. A dismemberment maniac has appeared in Jing'an Garden, and someone has been killed."

"That's right, that's right, I saw it with my own eyes. The other party cut off two thighs and dragged around, swaggering so arrogantly."

Oh my God, this kind of inhuman murder is definitely the most this year.

[Pay attention to protecting your personal safety, the special police will be dispatched immediately. 】

In just a few minutes, the sound of wow wah resounded throughout the Jing'an villa area.

Seeing this particularly secure uniform, Brother Gongzi wept with joy.

But the next second he will cry louder.

"How much alcohol did you drink? Do you know what happens when you report a false police report? Come with us."

"Hey, no, look there is evidence over there. There is red blood all over the road."

"Idiot, that's motor oil."

The huge special operation ended anticlimactically, and the villa area returned to calm.

Hearing the noisy voice, Sangsang suddenly became unsteady, and kept looking back, "What happened?"

Bai Redundant: "It seems to be the part of the way we came here. It seems that something happened."

"Fortunately, we didn't meet just now."

Except for Sangsang, the others were still rejoicing, and never thought about whether it was possible that they actually caused this incident.

Sangsang saw that the excitement was not on her, so she also calmed down, and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

Even though it was past midnight, Ming's house was still brightly lit except for Mingrui's bedroom.

Several of the 24-hour medical staff were sitting in the lobby playing with their mobile phones, keeping their ears on the possible movement from upstairs.

In the second half of the night, Mingrui would always experience phantom limb pain, and his roar could be heard throughout the building.

The most unbearable thing for an amputee is often not the physical pain, but the inability to accept the transformation from a normal person to a disabled person.

The slightest strangeness in the eyes of the people around them will turn into sharp knives, ruthlessly cutting their increasingly sensitive and inferior hearts.

Prepare the painkillers and warm water in the hands of the medical staff on duty in advance.

Just wait for the movement upstairs, and rush up as fast as possible to serve the employer.

It's not easy being a worker.

Just as the big wall clock in the living room hit three o'clock, the iron door outside the door rattled.

Along with the clanging sound of the clock, it seems that a scratch has been drawn in the heart of the person.

"Did you... hear anything?" Someone hugged his arms and shuddered.

"Ha, you kid, don't be suspicious... This is Jing'an Villa District, the people who live there are either rich or expensive, and security ranks first in the country..."

Before he finished speaking, someone pointed behind him, "They, they..."

Sangsang didn't feel that she was causing trouble to others at all.

She blew past people like a whirlwind, and rushed upstairs from the door like a bandit.

Others followed.

It wasn't until the door of Mingrui's room opened and closed that the others woke up like a dream.

"Just now, what happened?" It seemed that a group of bandits rushed to the house.

"Fuck, President Ming is still in the bedroom..."

Mingrui lay on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, sweat on his forehead slipped down from the corners of his forehead, soaking the pillowcase under his head.

He slept very restlessly, as if he was experiencing something horrible in his sleep, his whole body writhing left and right on the bed.

But his face was grim, and he still couldn't wake up.

Mingrui dreamed about the scene of that day again, when the house that was intentionally blown up crushed him under the rubble.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape, and then he watched helplessly as his right leg rotted and maggoted, leaving only bones.

He has been the best ever since he was a kid.

The eldest brother is useless, and his strict father put all the hopes of the Ming family on him.

The eldest brother counted on him to help clean up the mess, the nephew relied on his protection, the development of Ming Group, and the expectations of the employees all rested on him.

But when he was struggling in the dark, no one could save him.

A hand suddenly reached out from the abyss of pain and despair, pulling him out violently.

Mingrui opened his eyes, which were confused but still terrified, and realized that the strong feeling of being pulled just now was not an illusion.

In front of his bed were two black human heads squatting on one left and one on the right, revealing half of the furry tops of their heads.

Each of them grabbed one of his arms and pulled it upwards.

His body was brought to sit up, and then the whole person was driven to stand up, performing a golden rooster independence.

Mingrui:? ? ?
Is he still dreaming now?

Not only on the left and right sides, but directly opposite him, there were three strange faces, hidden in the dark shadows, showing strange smiles.

Two of them carried a...thigh on their shoulders?
Mingrui: Maybe this is his dream within a dream, but in fact he hasn't woken up yet.

Could it be that the second floor of the dream is the scene of murder and mutilation?
"Come Mingrui, don't sleep, wake up."

"White redundancy?" The voice was a little familiar.

"Let's dance, let's embrace the beauty of the night." Bai Rong was a little excited.

There is a kind of excitement of witnessing a miracle.

Bai Yu'an pressed the light switch on the wall with a click, and everything in the room was clearly displayed.

Mingrui closed his eyes abruptly, blinked away the moisture overflowing from the strong light, and then opened his eyes to see a few pairs of eyes staring straight at his broken leg.

MMP, I have a lot of dirty and hungry words in my heart, and I want to communicate with others.

He just wanted to ask: Are you polite? ? ?

"Surprised or not, we are here to give you warmth." Bai redundantly said with a smile.

Mingrui: "Is the Nancheng Mental Hospital open?" Why did these psychopaths be released?

"Your surprise is to come to my bedroom in the middle of the night, kidnap a disabled person with a broken leg, and make him get up?"

What kind of human suffering is this?
Mingrui felt that God was too unfair to him. After destroying his body, he wanted to destroy his heart.

"You tell me clearly, I can bear it, what kind of enmity is there between us?"