Chapter 60 Night of Rage

"Then how do you guarantee it?" The fat man immediately cried with joy.

He Wen looked at him coldly, and the fat man immediately woke up and said tremblingly, "It's just in that room, in the second cabinet and the third pair of leather shoes."

Ah-!

After listening to this, He Wen quickly poked two holes in the fat man's legs with a bone-picking knife, and blood trickled out.

"This is my punishment for you." He Wen said coldly.

"Is that so you won't kill me?" The fat man's forehead was sweating coldly, his hands and legs were shaking, and his eyes were looking at He Wen with hope.

He Wen nodded, then grabbed the rope in one hand and the fat man in the other. In the fat man's puzzled and inexplicable panicked eyes, he threw him downstairs!

Ah-!

The next second, the fat man felt the arrival of death, and the rapid sinking body made him feel as if his soul began to peel off his body.

"Ouch!"

The fat man's body suddenly stopped in mid-air, his hands were tightly strangled by the rope, and the weight of the falling fell was almost all on his arms. His fingers were black, and his arms and legs had already been poked by He Wen with four holes. There was almost no strength at all. It was impossible for him to climb up by himself. He Wen was another rope. One end is tied to an iron pipe on the rooftop.

"Ah! You lied to me, you lied to me!" The fat man roared, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. He Wen did this more uncomfortable than to let him die. He was completely torture him to death. There was no food, water, no strength, and no one would come to save him. It was completely a way to dry his sausages. It was even more horrible to kill him immediately. His lower body flowed out again. Tan**, drip down the foot of the trousers.

"I didn't kill you, but I didn't say I would let you go." He Wen whispered, "It's amazing to make people eat people. Even if you don't eat it, it can't make you die too easily."

With the smoke taken out of the fat man's trousers pocket, He Wen's heart became heavier and heavier. The killing made him feel a kind of pleasure of blood boiling and addictive, which made him feel dangerous, but the matter of man-eating made him feel that human beings were hopeless. The tiger was poisonous and did not eat children, and some people still ate people? Ha ha, maybe the collapse of the human order only preempted the demise of human beings. Their hearts have long been corrupted. Hunger, death, and the persecution of zombies are not excuses to eat people. The inferiority of selfishness has long been ambushed in their minds. Even if there is no end of the world, human life will not be long and will perish. Isn't this just a prophecy, the end of the world? This is just the beginning.

He Wen went downstairs, and the five women had woken up. The two women's eyes were dull and their pupils were lax, and there was a trace of liquid glands at the corners of their mouths. They looked at He Wen and giggled. They had lost their minds and were completely scared.

Next to several pools of vomit, the other three women buried their heads tightly in their chests and trembled all over.

After the collapse of order, the disaster for women is more devastating than others. They only deserve to be men's toys. They have no power, no ability, no strength, they can only be men's vents. Without human rights and fairness, this is the end of the world.

Even if He Wen is cruel and his heart is vicious, he has never thought of venting on women, because the situation does not allow it. This is no longer the kind of people's healthy and peaceful society before the end of the world. Maybe he will become a rotten corpse the next second. If he does that, he will be with those who enjoy killing. It's no different, but the nature is different, because he has a sense of crisis, especially after seeing the violent appearance of the destroyer, the sense of crisis is stronger, and human beings are already in danger.

He is not in the mood to feel the love of his children. No one knows the suffering in his heart. If it goes on like this, his spirit will collapse long ago, especially when Ding Ding is not around. He can't give him that warm and calm feeling and can't dilute his mental pressure. For a long time, perhaps he is the next madman to enjoy killing. His mind will be replaced by killing, and killing is addictive. This is a kind of mental distortion caused by serious mental pressure, which then causes great personality changes, schizophrenia, numbness, and finally becomes a psychopath that six relatives do not recognize killing as a pleasure.

These are all what he browsed on the computer. The most important thing is that the blood-boiling pleasure of killing made him infatuate, made him longing, and made him feel deeply afraid. He didn't want to become a madman who didn't recognize his six relatives, especially if he was an evolved human. If he became a madman, it would be more dangerous than ordinary people. More than 100 times.

"Go in!" Taking a deep breath, He Wen threw the cigarette butt into the dry blood, poof~! It was extinguished.

Hearing He Wen's words, the three rational women did not reply, but trembled more and more. They had a strong fear of He Wen. They dared not look up. As soon as they looked up, the ground was full of limbs and internal organs and dead blood.

"Go in, I won't kill you." He Wen lowered his voice. He slowly calmed down, and he was also glad that he would have that sense of crisis and remind himself at all times. Otherwise, he would not know when he would lose his nature.

The three women slowly raised their heads, just took a look at He Wen, and immediately lowered their heads.

He Wen entered the room. The room was very spacious. A huge bed could lay down four or five people in the center of the room. The LCD TV, which was as wide as a rebound on a basketball court, was hung on the wall. The gorgeous wardrobe, wallpaper, and floor, and the bathroom all had a luxurious and noble visual sense.

The three women helped the two dull women come in tremblingly and lowered their heads for fear of annoying the butcher in front of them.

"I'm going out to take a shower. You can stay here first." He Wen looked at his blood-soaked clothes, and the bloody smell made him frown, because he did not feel uncomfortable, but enjoyed it inexplicably. But because of this, I don't know which one is wrong, just like at home. When taking a shower, I say to my friends or my men, I'm going to take a shower, but his words made an inexplicable light flash in the eyes of the three women.

He Wen went downstairs, jumped down the swimming pool in his clothes, felt the cold pool water stimulating his skin, and then took a deep breath into the water. The water around his body began to turn red, and then he took off his clothes in the water and rubbed them.

In the night sky, there were sad calls for help, curses, or begging for mercy from time to time. In short, it was extremely loud in the night, and it made people feel extremely miserable. It was not until it roared until it was hoarse that it was really desperate that it stopped.

After picking out the bullet stuck in his thigh and left shoulder muscle with a knife, He Wen lay quietly on the lounge chair in the swimming pool, showing only one head and closing his eyes. He needs to relax. He has never thought about whether the wound will be infected if it is put in the water, but it is impossible for his strong body to have this kind of thing that will only happen to ordinary human beings. This is the strength of evolved human beings. Although it is not invincible, ordinary germs can't do anything to them. He Wen sometimes doubts Whether the red crystals are too strong to fuse or devour them, but all this is just his guess.

Half an hour later, He Wen wore a wet camouflage uniform, which was a little small. It should be a female military uniform. He Wen also guessed that because the female instructor could not bring men's clothes at any time. This should be the military uniform of the dead female soldiers under her. It was already very good to wear it for him. .

He Wen picked up the big knife left in the forest. Seeing the pile of white bones, He Wen's heart was still full of anger. He is not a saint, but he is a person with real human blood. For this * thing, this is a thing that makes countless people's scalp numb and makes countless people spit away. Aren't they afraid of causing anger when they did this? Maybe it has been caused, isn't it their retribution?

He Wen put away his mood and walked upstairs. Looking at the re-tainted blood of military boots, he frowned and suddenly felt that he was a little brain twitching. With so many houses, he even planned to live next to these more than 30 corpses lying across, which was really ridiculous.

As soon as He Wen entered the door and planned to ask these women to move the room, he found that five white bodies were sitting quietly **. Only the two women who had been scared and dumbfounded laughed from time to time. He Wen was a little confused and patted his forehead, thinking that the sentence he went out would have this effect, which made him Crying or laughing.

The sound made by He Wen entering the door made the three women who were not dull tremble all over and came.

The only way they can save their lives in the end of the world is their own body. In their eyes, He Wen is a murderous demon, but he is also a man with powerful power. They need security, and they are also afraid of death. They hope to use this method to get He Wen's favor, food and a sense of security. They no longer have the sense of shame before the end of the world. In front of life, they are nothing, not to mention that their fig leaf has long been unveiled. If they can get the favor of He Wen in this way, why not do it?

"Put on your clothes." He Wen's face is somewhat ashamed, but his face is not red and his heart is not beating. After all, the scenes that are not suitable for children are not strange to people like him. It's not that he is Liu Xiahui or something like that, but he is not interested in these women and does that with them, as if he is full of * babies. It's the same. It's better to watch the film masturbate, not to mention that there is a pile of corpses lying quietly outside, which is even more interesting to think about it. ( Mainly, I dare not write)

Five women with a lost look changed two rooms. He stayed alone, and the five women stayed together. Of course, he also took away the key of the ice warehouse mentioned by the fat man, picked up the sniper gun, a powerful*, and some food left in the refrigerator, such as pumpkins and tomatoes.

"Oh, shit! I forgot that there is still someone else." He Wen patted his forehead and correctly said that he had forgotten a dog. He Wen immediately put on his clothes and picked up a bone-removing knife and ran downstairs.

He Wen ran wildly in the night. He was not worried about what would happen to the big black, but worried about what would happen to him. Although he had never seen the big black eat people, he had seen the big black look that he wanted to eat people.

Ah-!

After this incident, He Wen was very resistant to the word cannibalism, as if it were his reverse scales, but often he did not want to appear as scheduled, and the villa where the survivors were staying made a scream of horror.

He Wen finally arrived. The door was open and there was a fire inside. Maybe the fat man thought that these people were not qualified to enjoy electricity, so the power generators were not allowed to be used by these people.

The fireworks in the room would not open, otherwise the door would not have been opened. Fortunately, he had not begun to eat people in the dark. He Wen breathed a sigh of relief. He Wen frowned unconsciously when he smelled the choking smoke. It's better to stay outside and stay here, even the air is fresher.

With a trace of puzzlement, He Wen walked in. There were many people in it. A hall of several hundred square meters was full of people, even in the corridor.

They all looked at Dahei's huge body with frightened eyes and retreated into it with fear.

There is a big pot on the burning fire, and I don't know where they came from. With a trace of curiosity and want to see what they are cooking, He Wen poked his head over.

A child with a bare body about two or three years old, sinks and floats in the boiling water of the cauldron. The skin and flesh has expanded and has been boiled and rotten. The navel has been cut open by a knife of about 15 centimeters. The child's eyes were boiled high in high temperature. It seemed that he could not pay attention to his eyes, and the skin and flesh of his face had fallen off, which was unbearable. See!

Fury!

Angry!

He Wen's teeth creaked, his fingers with his fists were white, the blue veins between his forehead and neck, and his chest fluctuated violently and gasped. Even the big black behind him flashed a trace of fear in his eyes after feeling He Wen's series of changes. Yes, it was fear. The breath on He Wen's body suddenly But it became brutal.

"Who is it--!" He Wen roared at four or 500 people and was close to a state of rampage.

Bang bang!

He Wen raised his gun and pulled the trigger at the ceiling and knocked down a lot of sand and wall debris.

No one answered. They looked at He Wen in panic one by one. Their numbness made He Wen's breath stagnate, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. That was the ultimate physical state of anger and anger attacked his heart.