There's always someone who keeps falling in love with me

Old Liu's heavy breathing echoed in the empty station.There are only a few living people in the entire vast and grand station.

There were several corpses lying on the ground, bloodstains were painted all over the ground, and the fanatical words "DEATH" were painted on the wall with the already blackened blood.There weren't too many dead bodies in the station, but it was filled with a strong smell of blood.

There were two footsteps behind him—tat-tat-tat, tap-tat-tat.

One is urgent and fast, and the other is not in a hurry.

Beads of sweat cascaded from Lao Liu's forehead and poured into his eyes, and he didn't even have a hand to wipe them.

His hand clenched the gun, and he saw the commissary getting closer... getting closer...

There is one thing that can definitely save him, and there is one thing that can definitely make him leave here...

His body was getting heavier and he was panting like a cow.

He looked back in a panic, only to see Jia Ke staring at him with eyes as big as copper bells, and behind Jia Ke, a man with a pale face was staring at Jia Ke with black eyes. the back of the head.The corner of his chapped mouth cracked a strange arc, almost laughing to the ear, he raised the long knife in his hand, and almost hit Jiaco every time, but Jiaco avoided it very cleverly.

Old Liu could feel his body as heavy as a mountain, and he could feel the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer, almost sticking behind him.Jaco's footsteps were getting heavier and heavier, but they didn't slow down—every step they took was like an elephant stepping on the ground, making a dull sound and causing the ground to vibrate slightly.

Lao Liu's whole body tensed up.

There are still ten meters... There are only ten meters left... There must be something extremely important in that canteen... The most important thing is that you can see it at a glance...

A hand suddenly rested on Lao Liu's shoulder.

Old Liu jumped up almost reflexively, and shook off that hand violently.Jia Ke staggered on the ground, the long knife sliced ​​across the top of his head, and scratched the back of Lao Liu's neck, which made Lao Liu goosebumps three times.

He turned around abruptly, no longer caring about any worries, and raised the gun in his hand!

"Stop!" A scream suddenly sounded, Lao Liu subconsciously stopped, and Jia Ke jumped over him like a big antelope, his legs took an exaggerated arc in the air!

Lao Liu raised his gun and fired at Jia Ke, but at that moment a figure swooped over and crushed Jia Ke to the ground!

The sound of the bullet penetrating into the flesh made Jia Ke immediately startled. He turned over and lifted the body on his back, only feeling the opponent's rejection.Wu Huifan's blood continued to flow out, he covered his chest, red overflowed from between his fingers.

Wu Huifan pushed Jia Ke away forcefully, and hissed, "Go! I'll buy you time!"

The white-faced killer seemed to be dazzled by happiness, he chuckled, and looked at Jia Ke and Wu Huifan with bright eyes.

Wu Huifan's blood became the most stimulating drug.

Jia Ke grasped Wu Huifan's hand tightly.

"Go!" Wu Huifan roared angrily.

Blood stained the ground from Wu Huifan's chest, rubbing half of Jia Ke's body.He saw the white-faced killer raised his knife, and he saw Lao Liu standing in front of the commissary.He saw Wu Huifan looking at him with extremely bright eyes——

Jia Ke gritted his teeth and stood up, rushing towards Lao Liu crazily. The white-faced killer raised his knife and slashed Wu Huifan's back, Wu Huifan's arm, and Wu Huifan's shoulder...

Old Liu stood in front of the canteen.

He looked around the entire canteen, the tip of his nose was covered with beads of sweat, and his cheeks were flushed.There must be something... there must be something...

In front of him, a bottle of water suddenly moved towards him slowly.Thirst attacked every cell in his body at that moment, exhaustion and sleepiness overwhelmed him like a mountain.He raised his hand slowly.

No, this is not right.He thought to himself as he jumped into the commissary and started searching frantically for anything out of the ordinary, but like every commissary they'd seen before, he couldn't find anything useful.

It's not right—it's not right!

Lao Liu panicked and shoved everything in the canteen until he started yelling hysterically.

Jia Ke walked towards Old Liu slowly with his heavy steps. He looked at the messy canteen, as if he was looking at a beast with its fangs open.He saw Lao Liu crying and laughing like a headless chicken, and finally stared at everything in the canteen with a blank expression, and then slowly looked at him.

Jaco stood in front of the counter and said, "Chainsaw, diesel."

A door under the counter opened suddenly, and no one thought there would be a door there.

Jaco saw a brand new red diesel chainsaw sitting there.

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Old Liu looked at Jia Ke with a terrified look.

Jia Ke looked up at Wu Huifan on the ground.Wu Huifan lay there motionless, his body was sliced ​​open and cut into several pieces, and the white-faced killer put them together into strange shapes—fingers stuck in his eyes, arms connected to his thighs, breastbone and hipbones Between them are two legs.

——Wu Huifan is dead.

Jaco opened the diesel chainsaw in his hand.When the chainsaw sounded, Lao Liu's heart beat wildly, and the blood in his whole body seemed to flow backwards, making him feel cold.

The white-faced killer seemed to sense something, he looked up at Jaco, and the corner of his mouth suddenly dropped when he laughed.He looked at Jaco with large, dark eyes, deeply sunken in their sockets.

Jaco picked up the chainsaw and rushed towards the white-faced killer.

You feel fear for the first time, you feel your heart beating faster, and you suddenly feel fear almost of the same quality as excitement.You run away, for the first time.You jump up, the speed of your pursuer is very fast, you are being chased for the first time.You feel stimulated, you feel that someone is hurting you.Rolling blades cut into your shoulders, into your body.

This is the first time you've been hurt and haven't healed.

Your arms are chopped off, your legs are chopped off.Your blood and flesh splattered, blurring your body and vision.You can just lie on the ground, and you see the guy with the chainsaw, and you see your blood and flesh on the chainsaw.You see several parts of your body thrown aside.

You were put in the image of the man you killed, you were not killed instantly.

You're less likely to lose consciousness because you can often feel the pain and tell yourself that the wounds will heal.

But not this time.

You see your blackface companion coming, you know what he's coming for, and you know he too will be killed soon.

The pain is intense, very real, invading your mind, your extremities, your torso, every cell of your being.

You smiled.You know that he will soon be the next you, will become your successor.You see your head cut open, you die.

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The rumble of the train was approaching from a distance, and echoes echoed in the hollow passage—the train was about to enter the station.

The flickering lights hit the people in the station again and again, hitting Jacco.

Jaco held a scarlet diesel chainsaw in his hand, staring at the black-faced killer who appeared here.

He was backlit under the headlights of the train, and he watched the blackface killer raise the chainsaw.The yellow light turned the blood on Jaco's body into black.