[End Times] The Road to Blood Painted

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No, absolutely not, he can't give Adrian to anyone else, no one can have him except him.Such a thought suddenly flashed in Ling Su's mind, and he couldn't help shouting at Yuan Ting's back: "Adrian!"

Yuan Ting turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.That face looked a little strange, as if he didn't know him at all.Ling Su took a closer look, and screamed in his heart that something was wrong. In this short glance, he had already seen the clue.

Yuan Terror fell ill again, and his eyes clearly told everyone everything.It's a pity that Ives and those people don't know this side of him. Before he met Ling Su, he had never had an illness, and even Lance didn't know about him.

After Elvis took the pistol and submachine gun handed over by Yuan Ting, he directly handed them over to the subordinates behind.Then he stretched out his hand, wanting to shake hands with Yuan Ting, but just as soon as the two hands were held, Elvis felt a sharp pain in his wrist.When he understood, there was only a "click" sound, and his wrist bone had been broken.

A few seconds later, the heart-rending screams suddenly sounded.The others hadn't realized what happened, but they saw Ives raising his head in pain and struggling hard, as if he had been restrained.

At this time, Yuan Ting's body was completely out of his control.After he broke Elvis' hand bone, he threw him aside and started attacking others instead.Although he no longer has a weapon in his hand, his fighting skills are still excellent.

The guy closest to Ives immediately countered with a hard punch.But the fist stopped in front of Yuan Ting, and then he felt a cold hand touching his skin, like a flexible big snake, quickly jumped from the back of the hand to the shoulder along the whole arm .Then there was a burst of severe pain, accompanied by screams, the man's arm had already been ripped off from his shoulder by Yuan Ting.

The scene suddenly changed.Yuan Terror was uncharacteristically like a demon, completely disowning his relatives.No matter who came over, he would never show mercy. In just a few minutes, more than a dozen people had been injured by him, and there were constant yells in the room. It was so different from the scene of Maxim and others being killed on the screen just now. points of similarities.

Seeing that Yuan Terror was so vicious, the others couldn't help but be terrified. They immediately raised their guns and aimed at Yuan Terror collectively, ready to shoot at any time.

Lance's voice came out tepidly at this moment: "Don't hurt him."

Everyone was suddenly caught in a dilemma.If they don't use guns, almost none of them are Yuan Terror's opponents.But if Yuan Ting was shot and injured, he would die after returning home, perhaps even worse.For a moment, everyone was at a loss what to do, they could only keep backing away, and occasionally took a few defensive moves, but they would soon be kicked away by Yuan Ting, falling to the ground and groaning in pain.

"Adrian!" Ling Su rushed over, grabbed his right wrist, and saved a big man's life in time.He seemed to be quite frightened, and immediately rolled and scrambled back, the speed was as fast as if a snake was chasing and biting him.

Yuan Ting's hand was suddenly held, and he seemed a little unhappy about it.He turned his head, tried his best to restrain himself, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out!"

Ling Su could see that Yuan Terror still had some remaining rationality, but it was obviously not enough to suppress the violent factors in his body.He seemed to recognize himself a little bit, and he was unwilling to hurt himself.But his hands could no longer be controlled, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Adrian, look at me, it's me, I'm Vincent! Come with me, we'll be leaving right away, it'll be alright, everything will be alright."

Ling Su held Yuan Ting tightly, and began to silently recite the incantation to open the door of space.Yuan Terror pinched his shoulders tightly with both hands, almost sinking his nails into his flesh.Ling Su only felt that the body of the person in his arms was hot and hot, and the dull and painful groans/groans almost made him unable to concentrate.

When he finally opened the door of space, Yuan Terror had already fallen into a state of madness.He suddenly reached out and pushed Ling Su away.Ling Su stood unsteadily and almost fell down.He barely had time to think, so he pulled Yuan Terror's hand. Yuan Terror was pinched by him with one wrist, and he pushed the other hand desperately, trying to break free.

At this moment, a gunshot broke the noise in the house.I don't know who couldn't stand such a stimulus, maybe it was too shocked when the door of space opened, or maybe it was frightened by Yuan Ting's murderous look, so that he accidentally pulled the trigger.

The sudden gunshot almost startled everyone. Ling Su was desperately pulling Yuan Terror into the space at that time. When he heard the gunshot, he held Yuan Terror's hand tightly for a moment, and then loosened it for a moment.Then he couldn't control his body a little bit, he just felt that his abdomen was kicked by life.The strength was too great, he leaned back and fell directly into the space gate.

At the last second before he disappeared, he saw such a scene.Yuan Terror stood there, his body shaking stiffly twice.Suddenly, bright red blood spewed out of his mouth, his whole body slowly softened, he fell to his knees with a plop, and finally collapsed softly on the floor.

The color of the blood kept flashing in front of Ling Su, as if the whole world was suddenly turned red.

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Time is like a stopped clock, it seems that it will always stay at the moment of separation.Yuan Ting lay on the bed, staring at the beautiful crystal chandelier on the ceiling, Ling Su's last cry "Adrian" echoed in front of his eyes, full of despair and uneasiness.Every time he thought of this scene, Yuan Ting would involuntarily clenched his fists, and then closed his eyes weakly.

Everything has passed, no matter how he recalls the past, it will be useless.He felt like he had had a long dream, only to find out after waking up that everything was still the same as before.It was only when he met those partners who were hurt by him occasionally that he felt deeply that it had really happened.

Yuan Ting reached out to pick up the alarm clock on the bedside table, looked at the time, and found that it was almost eight o'clock, so he sat up directly from the bed.He habitually jumped out of bed barefoot and walked up and down on the thick, soft carpet.After running into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, he came out again, opened the curtain in front of the french door with a swish, pushed the door open and walked out.

There is a terrace outside, and when bare feet stepped on the floor tiles, they still felt a little icy.However, the sea breeze feels very comfortable, and the cool and salty feeling makes people wake up immediately.

This is a villa facing the sea. Yuan Twee's room is on the third floor with a large terrace. He often sits there drinking tea and listening to the sea breeze. He lives leisurely.At night, there are patrol lights on the beach, and the yellow lights look very soft, reminiscent of someone's warm eyes.

He stood in front of the terrace, holding on to the railing with one hand, while the other reached behind his back to touch the wound on his left shoulder blade.It was a gunshot wound, and it's almost healed, and it doesn't hurt much when you press it with your hands.It's just that it doesn't feel very good, the skin there is a bit hideous, he has looked at it in the mirror, and it's really not ordinary ugly.

He couldn't help but touch the wound on his chest again through the T-shirt. It was also a gunshot wound, but it took a long time and healed better, so it was hard to feel it anymore.

Whenever Yuan Ting thinks of these two gunshot wounds on his body, he can't help but think of someone.This person is slowly becoming blurred in his memory, but whenever he feels that he is about to forget him, that face will emerge clearly again.

At this time, he would habitually shake his head, trying to shake that person out of his mind, and then make himself a cup of coffee, or take a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

Today's weather seems to be good, Yuan Ting stood in front of the terrace and took a few breaths, and suddenly felt comfortable all over, and fell into a lazy and relaxed state.

He has lived such an idle life for nearly a month.From lying in the hospital at first, to lying on the big bed at home, and now being able to move around freely, everything happened very naturally.He didn't know whether it was good or bad, but he remembered what Lance whispered in his ear when he took him to see his younger brother that day: "Look, he's fine, he's still as healthy as before. Can you rest assured now, can we return to the previous state?"

Back to the past?Can you really go back to the past?Concentrate on fighting a world for him, and when you pull the trigger, there is no distraction in your mind. Wouldn't it have occurred to you that these creatures were actually human beings?Yuan Ting felt that his views of right and wrong were completely confused, since he left Lance to venture into the world alone, his thoughts became diversified.

In the past, he seemed to be more simple and direct, and everything in life was black and white, but now, there are more and more overlaps between black and white, and the appearance of those gray areas makes him indecisive.The former cold-blooded captain Xiefeng is gone forever.

Can't go back, can't go back again.Looking at the turbulent seawater downstairs, Yuan Ting couldn't help but wryly smiled.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open gently, Yuan Ting didn't look back, just