Five minutes later, a poor guy in a rage jacket desperately tucked himself under a bed.
This man name is Parker ... it doesn't really matter. He doesn't necessarily remember his name now.
Moreover, he didn't quite understand what happened just 5 minutes ago. Anyway, when he reacted to God, the previous brothers were already piled on the ground.
The reason why he used the word "halp" is that he really can't find any other words to describe it, because those people really piled up on his feet one by one. At that time, he could not even distinguish Who are all those people are , after all, he has no time to put them together. He just obeyed a little instinct , rushed out of the house indiscriminately, and then ran violently along a corridor until he ran into the last room.
What happened just now?
How are the people outside?
Who is that man?
Why is it so quiet?
This hidden corner gave Parker an illusory sense of security, so he began to think crankily and pinched himself , to confirm whether this was a dream ... I have to say that this person's psychological quality is quite Strong.
But at this moment, not far away, there seemed to be a sound of slow footsteps.
Parker's whole heart is beating hard , and his whole body tightened uncontrollably
Immediately afterwards, he clearly heard that the door of the room was pulled, and then a pair of blood-stained leather shoes slowly entered the line of sight, as can be seen from the white clothes with blood dripping from below. This is the doctor.
Parker felt a sudden spasm of his airway, and he almost shouted. Fortunately, he covered his mouth with his tenacious will, and there was no sound.
The leather shoes wobbled a few times in the room, and finally stopped in front of the examination bed. Parker could clearly smell the sweet from his head. The blood on the lapel dripped on the ground, and some splashed on his forehead.
Then he heard a "flap ..." sound, which was the light sound of the lighter, followed by a long spitting smoke.
He curled up in the corner desperately, covering his mouth tightly with both hands, almost suffocating himself, and buzzing in his head. Fortunately, the doctor should have found nothing ...
His toes turned towards the door of the room, and he would lift his legs as he looked at him and walked out.
However, at this moment, God seems to have a little joke with Parker.
The doctor's lighter didn't hold steady. When it fell, he fell to the ground, and then the lighter slipped out of the blood that had just dripped, just slipping by Parker's nose ...
Parker's eyes were about to stare out.
Immediately afterwards, he saw that the man was stunned for a while, then turned around, walked towards himself, and bent down ... A blood-stained hand stretched in, right in front of his eyes Groping.
At this moment, Parker felt a warm current in his crotch.
Okay, he peed ...
But now he can't control this much anymore. He can only be thankful that he wears more today. The fluff on the autumn trousers can absorb enough urine to prevent them from overflowing.
Finally, the man touched the lighter, picked it up, and straightened his waist.
At this moment, Parker seemed to hear that the whole world was singing hymns. He who never believed in this moment swore sincerely from the bottom of his heart that he must be a good person in the next half of his life.
But suddenly, a head snapped into his own eyes, and the doctor's eyes stared straight at him.
"Uh ah ---"
A scream from almost no one resounded through the night sky.
...
...
Today is definitely Parker 's most memorable day. In fact, he has pinched himself no less than twenty times, but the pain tells him that this is not a dream.
Now for himself, there is good news and bad news.
The good news is: he is not dead yet.
The bad news is: he doesn't know if it's a good thing to be alive.
At the moment, he was sitting in the doctor 's office, yes, it was the office where he had a fierce face just now, but he never imagined that after 10 minutes, what he had to think about had become Don't spit it out in the corpses everywhere, and how can I make my crotch less soggy.
Everyone is dead ... This can be seen without much experience of street fighting, because they have become very fragmented.
But he is alive.
The terrible doctor did not kill him, but brought him over, and ... poured himself a cup of tea?
What, he poured himself a cup of tea? ... This is ridiculous, and I took it myself.
Although Parker could n't understand what this was about, he certainly did n't dare to run ... So, he could only sit so ridiculously, holding that teacup, desperately trying not to continue Shook.
Soon, the doctor walked in, perhaps to make himself less afraid, he changed a new white coat intimately ...
"Hello, what is your name?"
"Pappappak-Parker." He swears that this is really the most fluent word he can speak at the moment.
"Hello, my name is Ziliang." The doctor said: "I'm sorry, to make your companion look like this."
"No ... nothing ... we have a relationship ... in general." Parker replied tremblingly, in fact he didn't seem to know what he was talking about now.
Then, he saw that the doctor named Ziliang took out a small black notebook from his pocket and opened a page.
"So ... I'm asking a question now." He looked at the notebook and asked, "A few days ago, did you want to rescue a few people from a place called 'Arkham Asylum?'"
"Yes." Parker responded, because it was a word, but he didn't stutter.
Oh yeah, this matter is classified as a secret in the gang, but it's all for the sake of it, and it's still his secret.
No one knows what is written in Zi Liang's little book. In fact, not long ago, it should have no words on it, but now he seems to see something that makes him very happy.
Zi Liang smiled: "It's great, did your plan get hindered, so only one person was rescued and forced to terminate."
"Yes."
Ziliang seemed to win the prize, excited "Yeah" for a moment.
"Very well, then we are now companions." He said.
"Ah?" Parker's face was so dumb that he couldn't keep up with the other person's thoughts. At this moment, he even forgot to tremble.
Zi Liang smiled, exposing a neat white tooth.
"Because I'm going to help you go to prison," he said, turning the small notebook over.
Parker saw these two lines of crooked words on it.
[Arkham Asylum]
[No. 21 death row]