C70

After a long while, Bai Zhijin woke up again. Strange, the injuries on his body had miraculously disappeared, as if the self-mutilation was just a dream.

Bai Zhijin got up from the ground. A red figure flashed across his eyes. It was a red-clothed girl. Her footsteps were hurried and she seemed to be carrying something in her arms. Although it was his first time seeing it, Bai Zhijin still felt that this figure was very familiar.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared, so suddenly that it seemed to emerge from the ground. It was a man in a black jacket, in his forties, slightly fat. The man in the jacket lunged at the girl like a hungry wolf at a delicious lamb.

Ah!" the girl cried out, but her mouth was immediately gagged, and her cries of alarm soon turned into 'wuwuwuwu.

The girl struggled desperately, but to no avail. She was forcibly dragged by the black jacket to a small house in front of her. While she was struggling, the thing in her arms fell to the ground with a "pa" sound.

Bai Zhijin was furious that someone would dare to do such a thing in broad daylight. He rushed over without hesitation to teach this pervert a lesson.

Right now, the black jacket was doing its best to drag the struggling girl along, not paying any attention to whether or not someone was approaching. Bai Zhijin seized this rare opportunity and pounced from the side, throwing a punch towards the head of his black jacket. However, Bai Zhijin never expected that his close range attack would miss. Furthermore, the force behind his punch was too great, causing him to stagger forward a few steps. "Boom! Boom!" He was tripped by a rock on the ground. He fell to the ground with a thud.

What a thief. Instead of hurting a single hair on his black jacket, he had twisted his foot. Bai Zhijin felt extremely embarrassed. What made him even more embarrassed was that his black jacket didn't even look at him and completely ignored him. He continued to drag the girl towards the direction of the house.

"No, I can't let him succeed!" Bai Zhijin desperately struggled, forcefully endured the pain in his leg, and crawled up. Whipping one's ankle was a very painful thing, and just by exerting a little bit of strength, it caused one to feel an excruciating pain in their heart. He inadvertently saw what the girl dropped just now. It was a small yellow bear. At this moment, the cub was lying on its back with a stain on its belly caused by the sewage on the ground.

The scene in front of his eyes stunned Bai Zhijin once again. This perfectly matched the scene from his memory – wasn't what he had just seen just now the exact same scene? Both the direction in which the cub was lying and the things on the ground, and even the stains on its stomach, matched perfectly.

However, Bai Zhijin didn't have much time to think, he had to save the girl first.

Bai Zhijin endured the pain in his foot, quickened his pace, and caught up with the girl's black jacket. Taking advantage of the moment when the black jacket was unprepared, he rushed forward and clamped his hands tightly around the neck of the black jacket.

Pain — —

A tearing pain came from Bai Zhijin's hand. He felt as if he was stuck on hard steel. What was going on? Could it be that this fellow's neck was made of steel?

When Bai Zhijin saw what was going on, his face was filled with surprise and disbelief – his hands were stuck together, his left hand had been injured, and his right hand had torn his left hand. This time, his hands were in the neck of his black jacket. However, the neck of the black jacket looked normal, as if it was just an image of nothingness.

An image of nothingness? No, if he was an image of nothingness, how could he drag the girl away? If he was an image of nothingness, how could there be any sound when walking? When he talked about voices, it was as if he had never heard the sound of his own footsteps.

Could it be … Could it be … Bai Zhijin had an uneasy thought in his mind: he was the image of nothingness. Bai Zhijin tried to pick up a piece of rubble from the ground, but to no avail. He could only see a faint trace of a hand moving across the rubble, but was unable to pick it up. This caused a deep sorrow to rise in his heart. That's right, he was just an illusory image. He could only watch as the Demons committed murder in front of him, but was powerless to do anything.

However, even if she couldn't do anything, Bai Zhijin still couldn't accept that she had chosen to stand idly by in the face of such atrocities. He caught up with her in three steps and punched her hard in the temple.

He missed again! Bai Zhijin could not stop his steps, and staggered a few steps forward.

Even if he missed, even if it was futile, Bai Zhijin still didn't want to stop. He also couldn't tolerate himself stopping. However, Bai Zhijin didn't expect his attack to attract the attention of the black jacket. Black Jacket smiled at him and suddenly stretched out his hands, clapping towards Bai Zhijin. He moved very fast, and before Bai Zhijin could even react, his two ears were hit.

Bai Zhijin only felt an explosion in his ears and a sharp pain. God, it couldn't be that his eardrums had been punctured. What was going on? Bai Zhijin could not understand. Am I not an image of nothingness? How could he still be attacked?

The roaring sound beside his ears became louder and louder, causing Bai Zhijin to feel his consciousness become fuzzy once again, and everything before his eyes also became blurry …

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Zhijin woke up from his stupor. His ears were still buzzing, but his voice was much weaker now, and the pain in his hand (from his own injury) was still dull, but that didn't matter — in the face of the new pain, all pain seemed insignificant.

Pain! This new level of pain was unbearable. It was as if a high-voltage electric current had suddenly spread throughout his entire body. Every cell was burning and every pore was convulsing. It was as if his body was forcibly torn into two. The pain came from his lower body. Bai Zhijin's trembling hands touched his thigh, and a moist liquid appeared. As he held his hand over, he could smell a pungent smell of blood.

Where is this place? Why was it so dark? Bai Zhijin struggled to escape from this place. He didn't expect to run into a wall, causing stars to appear in front of his eyes. This made him not dare to act rashly.

There seemed to be a faint light not far away. In the dim light, Bai Zhijin's eyes slowly adapted to the darkness. It was a run-down little house, with holes in the roof, looking up at them as at the stars in the night sky. The hut was empty, and the floor was littered with debris. Heavens, why was he lying here? Only then did he feel waves of pain on his back.

Bai Zhijin struggled to sit up, wanting to see how deep his wound was. However, when he saw his own body, he was so scared that his jaw dropped – it was clearly a girl's body, fair skin, full chest, and exquisite curves! What was even more shocking was that he was lying there completely naked! His lower body was still bleeding profusely.

The intense pain had also cleared Bai Zhijin's mind. He thought of something: The birthday present he brought with him was Prince Charming, the little yellow bear. He happily rushed home. At home, through a demolition site, past the rubble of the demolition site, a man who was hiding in a hut suddenly came out and dragged him to the hut...

No, no, no! Bai Zhijin shouted. I am clearly a boy, how can I have such memories? No, this is not my memory. This must be a nightmare.

If this is a nightmare, wake up quickly.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zhijin did not wake up from his nightmare. Instead, he saw an even more horrifying scene: the black jacket of the thug had returned with a wooden stick in his hand, and a murderous glint in his eyes.

This time, Bai Zhijin could clearly see the face of his black jacket. There was an eye-catching scar on his chin, as if an ugly insect was crawling on it. The black jacket was smiling lewdly at him, and the scar on his chin seemed to be pulsing.

Bai Zhijin instinctively wanted to run away, but the man in the jacket moved quickly. He pounced like a leopard and grabbed his hair. Only then did Bai Zhijin realize that his hair had grown longer and his strength had also decreased. When that bastard grabbed his hair, he only felt a sharp pain. His body felt soft, and he had no strength to struggle at all.

That beast didn't hesitate or show any mercy. He grinned as he raised the wooden stick and smashed it towards Bai Zhijin's face.

Bai Zhijin felt as if his head had turned into a watermelon. With this heavy blow, his head split into two halves, and the juice within splattered everywhere.

It was as if the electricity had suddenly been cut off. Bai Zhijin's vision suddenly turned black, and even his consciousness seemed to have disappeared.

He was dead, but he could clearly feel himself lying there. It felt so real and strange.