The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

A piercing sound came with the whimpering of the cold wind, Wen Wenshan raised his eyebrows, and quickly reacted, his legs stopped when he was halfway through the rush, and he trampled to death on the ground tightly, sending out a piercing cry Braking sound.

Immediately, he propped his right hand against the wall, and the whole person rose into the air, turning a 180-degree turn in mid-air.

Wen Wenshan couldn't help but let out a sneer in his heart, although the boy in front of him stood up from the wheelchair for some unknown reason and even kicked him.

However, it is not so easy for him to be kicked.

Just when he was proud of his skills and thought that he could dodge the blow very easily, the young man suddenly smiled at him with his lips drawn together.

Wen Wenshan's heart trembled, feeling that those smiling eyes had seen through all his reactions.

However, when he wanted to make a move again, it was already too late.

Immediately afterwards, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Wen Wenshan could only watch helplessly as the boy withdrew his kicked leg, but instead gently swiped his right hand in the direction of his neck, and the bloody fruit knife in his hand directly cut through his chest. skin.

The sound of the sharp blade cutting through the skin/flesh echoed into his ears very clearly. He only felt a blunt pain in his body, and he hit the ground directly.

Like a defeated dog that everyone shouts and beats, it is in a mess.

Because Wen Wenshan dodged in time, the fruit knife only scratched the skin on his neck, but did not cut off the artery, but such a wound made him more and more incompetent.

His expression became distorted in an instant, Wen Wenshan lowered his eyes bit by bit, his face was a bit ferocious.

He came to this small world with a bit of a body, originally thought that it would be easy to get rid of a so-called "betrayer", but he never thought that he would stumble so hard on this young man .

Wen Wenshan's teeth creaked, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. No one had ever dared to hurt him so much!

The wound was small and not too painful.

But it is a real insult!

What a shame!

He is the majestic Lord of Myriad Worlds!Although it is only a small wisp of avatar that enters this world, it cannot be stabbed!

A trace of violence appeared on Wen Wenshan's already ferocious face.

He will never let this "betrayer" get out of this place alive!

At this time, he completely forgot about the mission, and he didn't care about the abnormality of this place, he just wanted to tear up the young man in front of him who had hurt him.

However, when his eyes full of hatred were projected over, Wen Shucheng rushed towards him like a cheetah, the blood-stained fruit knife in his right hand gleamed bursts of cold light in the cold white.

Wen Wenshan gritted his teeth, and slapped the ground heavily with his right hand, causing his body to bounce in the air, his limbs showing an extremely twisted state, and he seemed to have escaped this attack.

He took two steps back extremely quickly, looking at Wen Shucheng with full vigilance. Although this world is so special that all his spells cannot be used here, but his fighting skills are comparable to those of killing people. Skills, but experienced in thousands of planes.

But at this moment, the techniques he was so proud of were completely useless. Although the young man in front of him was pale and extremely weak, he possessed a tenacity and was able to see through his own attacks with ease. weak point.

Wen Shucheng saw that Wen Wenshan looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, and the faint smile on his lips became more and more brilliant. His legs were slightly arched, and his right hand tightly held the fruit knife, "Come again!"

As soon as Wen Wenshan gritted his teeth, he felt that he had been greatly insulted. He stared at Wen Shucheng coldly, with no tone in his cold voice, "Boy, I advise you to think carefully..."

"Where does all this nonsense come from?"

Wen Shucheng threw down a sentence impatiently, and then attacked again.

Two people come and go, and they can pass no less than a hundred tricks in a very short period of time.

Bloodstains appeared one after another on the snow-white floor of the hospital corridor, and the wall skin gradually fell off with each attack.

All of a sudden, in the empty corridor, there were only the sounds of fists and kicks, and sharp sounds of piercing through the air.

Time passed bit by bit, and the boy who was supposed to be extremely thin did not breathe any heavier, but Wen Wenshan was indeed out of breath at the moment. Blood flowed out, and while the flesh was tumbling, you could even see the white flesh inside.

"boom--"

In the end, it was Wen Shucheng who was superior. With the sound of a heavy body hitting the wall, Wen Wenshan's whole body seemed to have his spine removed, and he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Taking advantage of his exhaustion, Wen Shucheng quickly took two steps forward, Yongna rooted the infusion tube that strangled Yu Yan and tied Wen Wenshan tightly.

All that was left of the snow-white walls were ruins, glaring blood was scattered everywhere, and the mottled bloodstains looked a little shocking.

What's more, there were two corpses lying on the ground that had already cooled down, and the blood had gathered into a small pool, sticky, thick, and exuding a stench.

Wen Shucheng grabbed Wen Wenshan's arm and threw him next to the bodies of the two Wen brothers, looking down at him.

Because of the violent fight between the two people just now, a big hole was broken in the closed ward door, and the draft blew in from the hole, and the cold wind blew on Wen Wenshan's body, and the wet clothes stuck tightly to his skin, making him Got goosebumps all over.

Wen Wenshan had never experienced such a coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow, his teeth were chattering from the cold.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Wen Wenshan was a little stern at this time, he couldn't use all the magic spells, and he couldn't even use the power of rules, so he could only struggle hard.

But Wen Shucheng's infusion tube was tied too tightly. Even with all his strength, he couldn't break free. Instead, under his vigorous movements, the infusion tube as thick as a finger was deeply strangled into his skin. /in the meat.

There was a faint smile on Wen Shucheng's lips. He walked towards Wen Wenshan step by step, and then slowly squatted down in front of him. The smile on his face seemed gentle, but it was not real. Ruo Wu's malice, "Tell me, who are you?"

"You want me to tell you?" Wen Wenshan looked at Wen Shucheng's eyes as cold as a poisoned dagger, "Don't think about it!"

As the Lord of Myriad Realms, he couldn't stand being provoked by Wen Shucheng like this at all. He looked directly at Wen Shucheng with cold eyes, and there was no warmth in his piercingly cold eyes, as if Wen Shucheng was not a living person, but What makes him disgusted to the extreme is garbage.

Originally, Wen Wenshan was trying to use his identity to threaten Wen Shucheng to let him loosen himself, but he never thought that his vicious eyes would arouse Wen Shucheng's disgust instead.

He stared at Wen Wenshan with cold eyes, and told him word by word, "I hate others threatening me the most by nature."

The moment the voice fell, Wen Shucheng threw away the fruit knife in his hand. Now Wen Wenshan can't die, and he still has things to understand, but he can charge some interest.

Then, a fist as big as a sandbag hit Wen Wenshan's body.

"Woo! Woo!"

Wen Wenshan twisted his body to dodge crazily, but he couldn't avoid it all the time. There were bursts of mourning from his mouth, but Wen Shucheng didn't seem to hear it from the beginning to the end, and just kept hitting Wen Wenshan on his own.

"puff--"

Wen Wenshan spat out a mouthful of old blood, feeling a little dazed.

Wen Shucheng stopped waving his fists, but the icy coldness in his eyes did not restrain himself in the slightest. He said lightly, "Are you still talking?"

Wen Wenshan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from Wen Shucheng's beating at the moment, his face was covered with red marks, and the bruises and purples were arranged in a criss-cross pattern, which looked particularly terrifying.

Seeing Wen Wenshan's miserable appearance, Wen Shucheng smiled, and then he spoke slowly, looking straight at Wen Shucheng's serious words, "It seems that you don't want your hands anymore."

Wen Wenshan: "..."

Are you a devil? ? ?

Fear filled Wen Wenshan's whole body in an instant. Although Wen Shucheng's hand made him feel great pain just now, it was only a few flesh wounds. If Wen Shucheng really broke his arm, the consequences would be unimaginable to him.

"Hmm..." Don't come here...

Wen Wenshan's eyes widened in horror, and he kept shaking his head.

He wanted to say something to pray, even to swear.

But no matter how fearful he was, he still couldn't make Wen Shucheng stop what he was doing.

Wen Shucheng had a faint smile on his lips, "Do you regret it now? It's too late!"

Wen Wenshan's body was shaking like chaff, and he tried hard to curl himself into a ball, trying to hide his arms.

But in the end it was useless.

Accompanied by the sound of a broken bone, Wen Wenshan's heart went cold, and numb pain crawled through his nerves and covered his entire scalp. Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and his cheeks were blue and purple. Underneath are bulging veins twisted and coiled like poisonous snakes.

The pain made him howl continuously.

Wen Shucheng showed displeasure, and faintly uttered a word from his nasal cavity, "Noisy."

The moment the voice fell, Wen Shucheng directly used the fruit knife to cut off Wen Shuhua's blood-stained clothes, and then he neatly rolled it up and stuffed it into Wen Wenshan's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Shucheng picked up the fruit knife again and pointed it at Wen Wenshan's neck. The cold and sharp blade directly cut his skin.

Wen Wenshan could clearly feel a warm liquid continuously gushing out from his neck, and then dripping down the collarbone into the skirt of his clothes.

He wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to howl, but because his mouth was blocked, he could only let out a hoarse scream.

At this time, Wen Wenshan was no longer as high as before, he kept twisting his body, whimpering, and struggled recklessly.

The eyes looking at Wen Shucheng were filled with coldness, resentment and viciousness.

"Tsk," Wen Shucheng sighed softly, "This sight really makes people uncomfortable."

While talking, Wen Shucheng shook the fruit knife in his hand again.

The sharp blade emits a cold light under the sunlight, and just looking at it makes one feel a little terrified.

Suddenly, the fruit knife pierced Wen Wenshan's eyes with lightning speed.

Wen Wenshan couldn't speak, he could only let out a roar like a beast, the hatred surging in his heart wished to cut Wen Shu into pieces.

However, now he can't do it at all.

Hatred, despair, disgust... All kinds of emotions kept intertwining and circling in Wen Wenshan's mind, and finally turned into a strong unwillingness.

Originally, he thought that he could easily deal with this "betrayer". In this way, even if he was just a sliver of divine consciousness, he could become an independent individual.

But now, everything will turn into bubbles...

He is not reconciled!He is not reconciled!

Ji Ji has been camping for so long, just wanting to get out of the control of the main body, is it possible that now, he is going to completely dissipate...

Do not--

No!

He wants to live!

Then...the only way is to wake up from this predicament.

"Hmm..." Wen Wenshan kept struggling to make a sound because of his strong reluctance, desperately trying to get Wen Shucheng's attention.

Run Lang's voice sounded, but without the slightest emotion, he just said lightly, "Why, do you want to talk now?"

"If so, nod your head."

Therefore, Wen Wenshan tried his best to nod his head, lest Wen Shucheng would not be able to see if the movement was a little smaller.

Wen Shucheng blinked his eyes, raised his hand to remove the rag stuffed into Wen Wenshan's mouth, and said softly, "Tell me, what is going on in this world?"

Wen Wenshan didn't hide anything, and told the whole story clearly.

It turned out that this was not a real world, but just a space in his mind. The five members of the Wen family who had appeared before were all the personalities imagined by Wen Shucheng.

Wen Shucheng was originally just an orphan, not the young master of a wealthy family, but because of his overly good-looking face, he entered the entertainment industry.

Born as an orphan, he didn't have much background. He offended the big boss without knowing it, was framed by others to block the wooden warehouse, suffered cyber violence, and jumped off the building when he couldn't think about it for a while.

After he jumped off the building and hit the headlines of the news, the Wen family discovered that he was the youngest son their family had lost more than ten years ago. He was treated as a dispensable person, not treated like a family member at all.

Because he grew up in an orphanage, he was full of "cheap" taste, he had no education, no education, and no knowledge of upper-class stuff. A transparent person.

Originally, because Wen Shucheng was taken back to the Wen family, he would have real family love and feel the warmth of having a family, but he never thought that he just left the snake's den and entered the wolf's den.

The cold and disgusted gazes of his family members made him feel even more sad than the extremely vicious curses on the Internet.

Moreover, the Wen family didn't speak coldly to each other directly. They used disguised cold violence, didn't talk to him, ignored him, and completely ignored him.

As a result, Wen Shucheng, who committed suicide by jumping off the building because he couldn't bear it, completely collapsed his psychological defense, trapped himself in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, and split into five sub-personalities.

These five sub-personalities are all the Wen family who dismissed him, but they cared for him in Wen Shucheng's own space and gave all their love.

But now, each of their secondary personalities wants to control this body and become a real human being, so the most important prerequisite is to kill Wen Shucheng, the main personality.

But because he is the main personality, every sub-personality is transformed by him, they have no way to kill him directly, they can only constantly lure him to commit suicide.

At the end, Wen Wenshan said cautiously, "I've already said everything, can you let me go now?"

However, Wen Shucheng wiped his neck with the fruit knife in his hand without any hesitation. At the last second of Wen Wenshan's death, he said faintly, "It seems that you are still not good."

"Tell the truth, you can survive, missionaries."

The young man with a pale face and a frail figure was holding a bloody fruit knife in his hand. At his feet were three silent and cold corpses.

But suddenly, the young man curled his lips into a smile, his black pupils were as deep as ink, as deep as the ancient pool that had been frozen for thousands of years.

He raised his eyes, looked into the air, and said with a smile in his voice, "9527, you've finished watching a good show, why don't you come out?"