[Wen Ye] Hell changes

Chapter 36 Kill

When Ryunosuke Akutagawa slowly woke up, Ichiyo Higuchi still didn't come back.He already had an ominous premonition in his heart. Higuchi Ichiyo has been following him for quite some time. He is such a loyal and quick subordinate. He has a lot of people. Otherwise, he, who has always had a high vision, would not acquiesce in her following her. So many years behind me.So some warm and dark thoughts arose in his mind, and he couldn't help but began to recall the details of the past.

He has long noticed that there is something strange about Higuchi Ichiyo. He doesn't know why, but she will show an extremely painful look every now and then. In that way, you can say that she is being squeezed by a meat grinder, and no one will doubt it when she sees it.But once she found that Akutagawa Ryunosuke was looking at her, she would immediately pretend to be intact, stand there respectfully, with her back straight, and ask him if he had any orders.When did it start?backtracking...

It was getting late and the shopkeeper kicked him out.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was worried that he would cause trouble on the crowded street. After all, daytime is a good lesson, so he slowly slid into an alley in a wheelchair.

Higuchi Ichiyo still didn't come back, nor did he answer the phone.Akutagawa Ryunosuke held the phone and closed his eyes, but the more he calmed down, the more dizzy his head became.Eighty percent of them were beaten with a concussion.He guessed.What the hell is Higuchi doing?Was the organization recalled urgently?Or do you cry out of nowhere after the pain recurs?Thinking of this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's brows and eyes that were frowned by condemnation relaxed.

Finally he gave up, covered his lips and coughed. Because too much sticky blood had been pierced into his throat and hadn't been cleaned up, he always felt uncomfortable. When he coughed, he seemed to be choking unwillingly.He curled up alone in the dark corner, letting his trembling shadow silently blend into the solitary night, turning into a weeping wind, hoarsely hiding in the few miles between people and blowing through the streets.

"You are here." A familiar voice came from the entrance of the alley.Sounds like it should be the day group.

"Damn it, how can we settle the debt for causing us to hide from the police for so long?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned his face away and continued looking at his phone.The first name in the phone book of this mobile phone used to be Edogawa Ranpo, because at that time he often called or sent text messages, followed by Nakahara Chuya.Osamu Dazai's name is at the bottom.Osamu Dazai never called him, but he didn't allow others to call him, so it was emptied later.Now in the phone book of this phone, the number at the top is the most recently added contact, Gogol.

Want to call?

Akutagawa hesitated, but finally pressed the call button.

Just when he pressed the dial button, someone suddenly took a picture of his phone and stomped on his feet, making a crisp and loud impact sound.The sound of the broken screen was faint, like glass marbles being beaten to pieces.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke never imagined that there would be a day when his life and safety would be threatened by ants that were not worth mentioning in his own eyes.Just thinking about it hurts him so much that his self-esteem has been shattered.He would rather burn incense to embrace the soundless death in the wind of corpse insects, and touch God with a flaming gesture in a ray of Sanskrit singing from the church to die than humbly beg the mortals not to let himself die. leave this world.

"Forgive me," he said.

Everyone was taken aback by his sudden words, and thought he was activating a supernatural power. Who would have thought that nothing happened after a few seconds of dead silence, so they braved up and shouted again: "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Let's talk again." once?"

"Forgive me for being happy in the face of death." He imitated the first few words and reorganized his words, and then struggled to show off his face.

Since you can't live in this world cleanly and noblely, you might as well go and live in the tomb after you die.So he widened the corners of his lips and smiled wildly. At the same time, the price was that his words became more fragmented and unclear. Every time he uttered a word, he could feel that he was enduring some invisible pressure.Where did these syllables in the middle disappear?On the way from that part of the throat where the muscles contracted and clogged with blood clots, to that bloody, tearful lip.They disappeared there.

With such an expression blooming on that face, the group of people suddenly became quiet.

Not without surprise, they found that even though Ryunosuke Akutagawa was so thin that he was about to die, he still looked good.

Mo hair black eyes.The eternal standard of oriental beauty.The timeless aesthetic engraved in the genes of the yellow race.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyelashes and lips are sharply defined, and the brow bone is excellent, which makes the eyes inlaid under the brow bone more correct, and even the shadows of the reflected eyes are easy to see.In addition, his lip line is so round and smooth, without the cold feeling that ordinary thin lips would bring, his nose is straight and exquisite, and his double eyelids are delicate and beautiful.The thick black hair is reflected by the rose-colored night lights that spread into the alley, showing different shades of shadow distribution. In the gaps between the alternate shades of shades, there are occasional flashes of silvery highlights that flow for a moment.Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly twitched his crow's eyelashes twice, and opened his eyes like scallops spit out pearls.When the eyelids slowly change the arc opening direction and height position, the slender and bright double eyelids are gently squeezed out.

Both men and women will be distracted when they see it.

"Why don't we give him a fuck before we kill him."

"This guy has a disgusting reputation, but he looks good. If he doesn't make a fuss, he always feels that he has come for nothing."

"Don't you feel sick?"

"What era is it, do you still think this kind of thing is abnormal? Last time I saw my eldest brother bring one, and it screams more vigorously than a woman."

"It's true to say that, stronger Akutagawa Ryunosuke is worth more than a hundred women."

"Quick, quick, my camera is out!"

Akutagawa had a premonition that this group of people was going to do the same trick again, and saw that his legs were disabled, so he came over and pressed his arms first, and then the group of people rushed to pick his clothes off, which proved his premonition to be true .

They pulled his clothes, touched his skin, pinched his chin and tried to kiss him.

Taking advantage of the attention of the person in front of him on his chest, he suddenly slid past his side with his right hand.The action is jerky but powerful.After that, the screams sounded here, even the sound of blood gushing on the ground and the water stains on his face was amplified and echoed in the alley, the man who had been stabbed fell to the ground and whimpered convulsively .He watched the man curl up into a ball, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and he raised his eyebrows.

Akutagawa's counterattack really pissed off the gangsters, they took his knife away, grabbed the hand he struck with just now, and punched him in the head, uttering obscenities , pointing to the wounded moaning/groaning on the ground and asking him to kneel down and apologize.

The warm blood slid down through the scalp silently, then trickled slowly along the hairline growth, rolled over the dry eyelids viscously and dripped into the eyes.Akutagawa closed the eye that was dripped with blood.The teeth are numb from biting, but the numbness is no longer there. I just formed this movement, relying on muscle memory to maintain this posture that can best stop screaming and crying.

The sound of scolding and insulting came intermittently in the ear, and soon turned into a noise lacking in words in the tinnitus.He intentionally increased the arc of his breathing, and his lungs contracted and expanded exaggeratedly, multiplying the pain sensation every minute and every second.Otherwise, he will pass out.Because he couldn't see anything clearly and couldn't think anything.This time it really had a concussion effect.

He would rather die than faint, subconsciously arguing for something.He couldn't come up with the answer himself.It's just because of such mental remnants that he can still be regarded as awake. Even though the brain has started to whine, and the body temperature seems to be flowing away at a speed and force that is so gentle that it makes people sad, he doesn't want to make any compromises.

They kicked his wheelchair away, trying to press down on his upper body, bending his muscular legs into a kneeling position.The voice ordering him to kneel echoed in the alley. Although several different voices were mixed together, they overlapped almost without any contradiction.

He still didn't have any soft response.

Is it because I don't feel the pain anymore, or I just don't have the energy to endure so much, so it's all turned into numbness.Just let them combine with flesh and blood, like a few wisps of poisonous smoke in the thick ashes of the fragrance, blowing past and kneading his brows, and finally turning into beautiful tears and sinking, 溘Died in layers of thin blood and soft red.die there.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa bit the wall brick at the corner with his teeth, and supported his upper body so that his face would be torn in half in pain, preventing himself from falling.The blood spread in the mouth, filling the gap between the teeth and the front and back of the tooth shell. It was a bit sweet and had a coppery smell.Teeth chattered constantly, losing the sensitive response to stimulation.It's all about not bending your knees to others.

There is no reason and purpose.It's just that Akutagawa Ryunosuke may be divided into five horses or there may be no body left, and it is impossible to kneel to anyone.This is not his own belief or anyone's cognition, let alone the reason for his unyielding.This is a theorem, a rule, and no one has the qualification and power to change or violate it.That's all.

"Bring the knife! Anyway, his legs are useless, so just stab him into a hornet's nest and see how long he can bleed before dying!"

"It's a good idea." A sudden magnetic voice sounded, "It's a good idea to stab the lower body into a hornet's nest."

The words of the bully stopped here.He wanted to reach out to take the knife that was handed over, but what was handed to him was not the handle.He turned his head mechanically, looked at the gun with its muzzle in the center of his palm, and looked along the hand holding the gun.The accomplice who stood here just now was already lying there covered in blood, and no one saw what happened.In its place was a man dressed like a clown.

Before the word "who are you" came out of the bully's mouth, the man smiled strangely, holding the opponent's hand firmly with one hand, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against the palm of his hand with the other hand, making the bully The dark hole was sticking to the skin and continuously exuding faint heat.

A gunshot rang out, and the person who was shot through the palm of his hand immediately screamed in pain, but before the scream was exhausted, he was quickly shot through the heart with a bullet by the clown.His body trembled twice like a trembling eel, and then he collapsed to the ground, never waking up again.

The rest of the people turned pale with fright, and their hearts seemed to have stopped beating.

The man pointed his gun at the rest of the people, and asked to himself, "What do you want to do with these people? Do you want me to kill them, or kill them, or kill them? But it should be difficult for you to speak in your current state. Sigh, what should I do? For a kind and generous person like me, let them go..."

"Kill it." Akutagawa Ryunosuke interrupted him.

He pretended not to hear and leaned over, looked at Akutagawa, who was lying in a pool of blood after being relieved, and put his hand next to his ear as if he was listening.

"Hurry up!" Akutagawa repeated, biting his blood-oozing teeth, resolutely, "Kill them, Gogol."

Only then did Gogol grin the corners of his mouth, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he pulled the trigger again with his finger.

"If I'm offered a reward by the police, it's all for you."

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