Chapter 642

Brother Yun is very alert. His right hand reaches to his waist, but the dagger hasn't been pulled out yet

"You're tired..."

Brother Yun seems to have been turned off. His eyes are weak. He stands in the same place and shakes slightly. He says with the man:

"Yeah, I'm tired. I'm tired all the time."

"Since I'm so tired, Why not rest? If you have a good rest, you won't be tired! "

The man continued to speak in a low voice, staring at Brother Yun's eyes without blinking, with a strange light.

"I want to rest, I always want to rest, I want to have a good rest

Cloud elder brother mouth says words, the body slowly softens, seem to want to lie on the ground.

"Rest, go to sleep, never wake up, never

The man's words are brother Yun's irresistible orders. He lies obediently on the ground and closes his eyes. When "never wake up" comes to his ears, he seems to have lost his life and his breath becomes invisible.

Looking at the chest is no longer wriggling, as if the wood cloud elder brother, the man mouth with a trace of unobservable pride, bent over the cloud elder brother on his shoulder, turned and left along the foot of the garbage mountain.

"Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle... Jingle.

It's a metal can that rolls down from the garbage mountain, falls on the ground and rolls around. There's no one around. There's all kinds of garbage in the garbage mountain, but there's no food, so no one is here in the past.

The man is suspicious, carrying cloud brother like carrying a gauze towel, walking observation, do not let go of any suspicious place, eyes also sweep in the garbage mountain.

The garbage mountain is full of discarded refrigerators, dusty air-conditioners, TV sets with broken screens, motorcycles, electric cars, and tire rims.

The man's eyes flashed slowly from these things, and finally fell on the garbage mountain, on the top of a discarded rag. The rag was wrinkled and stuffed in the garbage heap. The black fabric painted with the image of a man smoking was the boiling sharp brother from the prequel.

Looking back, the man carries Brother Yun to leave. When the man disappears, the portrait of brother sharp moves. His clothes are on people. The figure slowly stretches out and stands on the garbage mountain with a tall figure.

From the front chest bulge, we can see that this is a woman. Her face is like a cat. She can't see her face clearly. Her hair has numerous braids. Her eyes are clear. She is staring at the direction of the man's departure. In the next second, she turns around and leaves, holding several small bags with some electronic components.

The man carries Brother Yun to walk carefully behind the house of this kind of building. Finally, he stops in front of a wooden house which looks no different from the surrounding. The openings of other wooden houses are all in one direction, the most lively direction of the gathering place, while the small wooden house is in the opposite direction.

There is a rusty chain lock hanging on the wooden house. Through the gap of the wooden board, you can see the dark inside. The man carries Brother Yun, takes out the key, opens the lock, opens the wooden door, and flashes into the house in the sound of "creak." the wooden door is suddenly closed again.

The cabin returns to darkness. The abyss like darkness has no effect on men. He takes Brother Yun into the inner room and lights a valuable candle in the gathering place.

The orange candle lights up the room, and a wax figure is displayed in the room. There are men and women in the wax figure. Generally speaking, there are more men than women. Every wax figure has no clothes, and every detail of the body is delicate. No matter the skin luster or texture is so natural.

Each wax statue in this position, or sitting or standing, eyes looking at the center of the room, the eyes of the pupil flashing candlelight reflection, Yingying, seems to be alive in a moment.

All the wax statues have one characteristic. Men are very handsome. They are all the handsome boys that girls admire before the end of the world. Women are beautiful and tall. If they walk on the streets before the end of the world, the rate of turning back must be amazing.

Another feature of the wax figures here is that men's postures are almost the same, and their expressions are almost the same. One or two are OK, and a row of men's expressions are rigid.

Women are different. They all smile and talk with different postures. They show the most attractive part. People can see that a fire rushes into their heads, and the crotch naturally sets up a flag.

The man throws Brother Yun on the long wooden table in the house. When he turns around, he sees the wax figures of the women who smile at him. The man's breathing is heavy. He walks to the nearest wax figure of the woman and appreciates her face, chest, abdomen and plump and slender thighs.

Then the man slowly stroked the wax figure with one hand. The wax figure was stiff and he didn't care. The other hand was shaking in his crotch. After a while, the man took a long breath and showed a satisfied look. He leaned over the lips of the wax figure beauty and gave a kiss. He turned and looked at Brother Yun on the wooden table.The man began to work. He pinned the hair on his right face to the back of his head. Half of his right face was completely different from his left face. His red face was full of flesh and muscles. He had no skin of face and eye socket. His right ear was also gone. Where he had ears, there was only a deep hole. His bloody eyeballs were high and bulging, and his gloomy eyes were wandering around with cold light.

The fierce ghost like man looks at Brother Yun on the wooden table and shows deep hatred. He hates any living beauty and any handsome man.

His name is Wang Rui. When he was a child, half of his face was destroyed by an accident. His appearance frightened his mother and left him in the park. No matter where he went, he was disgusted by people. Homeless children hated him, aunts in orphanages hated him, and women hated him when they went out of society.

By accident, he found a job as a doorman of a wax museum. With his talent, he gradually taught himself. Finally, he became a wax master and became addicted to wax. For him, wax is all he has.

In the end, he became a top wax artist. In the face of applause and reputation, he didn't care. He only cared about his wax figures. Wax figures were all he had.

If he is a man, he will have a desire for women. He has long been indifferent to all the living beauties. He wants to make the most perfect wax figure himself and make it his own woman.

He failed. Nothing in the world is perfect. Countless failures made him despair. He even thought of death. By chance, he saw a film about wax statues. The film "horror wax museum" resonated with him. He appreciated the villains in it.

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