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    Brother Yun was very vigilant, with his right hand stretched to his waist, the dagger hadn't been drawn yet:

    "you are tired¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤"

    Brother Yun seemed to have been turned off, his eyes were weak, he stood there stupidly, his body swayed slightly, and he said with the man:

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

    "Since you are so tired, why don't you take a rest? You won't be tired after resting!"

    The man continued to speak in a deep voice, his eyes stared at Brother Yun's without blinking, emitting a strange light.

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

    Brother Yun was talking, his body gradually weakened, as if he was about to lie down on the ground.

    "Rest, sleep, never wake up, never"

    The man's words were Brother Yun's irresistible orders. He obediently lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and when "Never wake up" came to his ears, he seemed to have lost his life, and his breathing became undetectable.

    Seeing Brother Yun whose chest was no longer wriggling, like a piece of wood, the man's mouth was smeared with a trace of imperceptible smugness, he bent over and carried Brother Yun on his shoulder, turned and left along the foot of the garbage mountain.

    "Ding Ding Dong" There was a continuous sound of metal impacts, and the man stopped abruptly, turned around and looked behind him, his eyes began to flash strange light again.

    It was a metal can that rolled down from the garbage mountain, fell to the ground and rolled, and there was no one around. There was all kinds of garbage in the garbage mountain, except that there was no food, so no one appeared here in the past.

    The man was suspicious, carrying Brother Yun like a scarf, he walked and observed, not letting go of any suspicious things, and his eyes swept over the garbage mountain.

    The garbage mountain is full of discarded refrigerators, dusty air conditioners, TV sets with broken screens, some motorcycles, electric cars, and steel rims from tires.

    The man's eyes flashed slowly from these things, and finally fell on the garbage mountain, on a piece of discarded torn clothes on the top, the clothes were crumpled and stuffed in the garbage, black fabric, with an image of a man smoking a cigarette drawn on it  , is the uproarious sharp brother from the prequel.

    Looking back, the man carried Brother Yun and left. When the man disappeared, Brother Xili's portrait moved. The clothes were on the person, and the silhouette slowly stretched out. A tall figure stood on the garbage mountain.

    It can be seen from the protruding chest that this is a woman, her face is like a cat, she can't see her face clearly, her hair is knotted into countless small braids, her eyes are clear, she stares at the direction where the man is leaving, and turns away in the next second.  There are several small bags in his hand, which contain some electronic components.

    The man carried Brother Yun and walked carefully behind the house of this kind of building. Finally, he stopped in front of a wooden house that looked no different from the surrounding ones. The other wooden houses all opened in one direction, the most lively direction of the gathering place.  This cabin, however, faces the opposite direction.

    There is a rusty chain lock hanging on the wooden house. Through the gaps in the wooden boards, you can see the darkness inside. The man carried Brother Yun, took out the key and opened the lock, opened the wooden door, and there was a "squeak" sound.  In the middle of flashing into the house, "touch" the wooden door was slammed shut again.

    The wooden house returned to darkness, and the abyss-like darkness had no effect on the man. He took Brother Yun into the back room, and a candle that was expensive in the gathering place was lit.

    The orange candlelight illuminates the room, and a wax figure that is indistinguishable from real people is displayed in the room. The wax figures are male and female. Generally speaking, there are more men than women. Each wax figure has no clothes.  The details are all fine, whether it is the luster or texture of the skin, it is so natural.

    Each wax figure is in this posture, sitting or standing, looking at the center of the room, the pupils of the eyes flickering with the reflection of candlelight, and it seems to come alive in an instant.

    All wax figures have one characteristic. All the men are handsome and extraordinary. They are handsome men that girls admire before the end of the world. The women are all beautiful and tall. If you walk on the streets before the end of the world, the rate of turning heads must be amazing.  .

    Another characteristic of the wax figures here is that the men's postures are similar, and their expressions are also similar. One or two are fine, but a row of men with the same expression looks rigid.

    Women are different, all of them are smiling and talking, with different postures, and show the most attractive part, which makes people feel angry when they see it, and the crotch naturally stands up.

    The man threw Brother Yun on the long wooden table in the house, and when he turned around, he saw the wax figures of women smiling at him. The man breathed heavily, and walked to the wax figure of the woman closest to him, admiring her face, chest  , lower abdomen, and plump and slenderlegs.

    Then the man slowly stroked the wax figure with one hand. The body of the wax figure was hard, and he didn't care. The other hand shook rapidly in his crotch.  After kissing her on the lips, she turned and looked at Brother Yun on the wooden table.

    The man started to work. He pushed back the hair covering his right face. The half of his right face that was exposed was completely different from the left face. It was red, with knotted muscles, no cheek and eye socket skin, and no right ear.  The place where the ears grow is only a deep hole, and the bloodshot eyeballs are bulging high, and the eerie eyeballs swim around on the eyeballs, emitting a cold light.

    The man like a ghost looked at Brother Yun on the wooden table, showing deep hatred. He hated any living beauties, hated any handsome men.

    His name is Wang Rui. When he was a child, half of his face was ruined by an accident. His appearance scared his mother and threw him in the park. No matter where he went, he was hated by others, a street boy.  Hated him, the aunts in the orphanage hated him, out of society, women hated him.

    Accidentally, he found a job as a janitor in a wax museum. With his talent, he slowly taught himself. In the end, he became a wax figure artist and was addicted to wax figures. For him, wax figures were all he had.

    For countless days and nights, he carefully crafted wax figures one by one. In the end, he became a top wax figure artist. Facing the applause and reputation of the crowd, he didn't care, he only cared about his wax figures, and the wax figures were all he had.

    He is a man, and if he is a man, he will have desires, desires for women, he has long since given up on all living beauties, he wants to create the most perfect wax figure with his own hands, and make the wax figure his own woman.

    He failed. Nothing in this world is perfect. Countless failures made him despair. He even thought of death. By chance, he saw a movie about wax figures, the movie "House of Wax Museum of Horror"  It resonated with him, and he admired the villains in it.

    The first work was a car model he kidnapped on the street. He was not interested in the car model itself, even if she was stripped naked and lying on the tool table. When the car model became his work, he fell in love with her and became  Car models made into wax figures.

    With the first one, there will be the second, until someone notices and starts to investigate him. He is extremely sensitive to strangers, and finds that there are people around him. He uses the opportunity of academic exchanges to go to wh, and is going to form a group with others.  Abroad, before the trip, the virus broke out.

    In the gathering place, the identity of the wax figure artist is worthless, because of his appearance, no one is willing to accept him. After he evolves, people often disappear in the gathering place. The reasons for the disappearances are different, and some of them are in his hands.  , become his work.

    Brother Yun, who was sleeping, woke up from the pain. When he opened his eyes, the severe pain in his body made him howl. The howling sound reached his mouth and he could no longer vomit it out. His mouth was blocked.  .

    The hot wax juice screamed on his body, scorching the skin of his whole body. Under the transparent wax juice, the skin turned into a color like a block of charcoal. Brother Yun's eyeballs bulged high at the next moment, and looked at the pair of goldfish.  Her eyes were big, her face turned purple, her distorted face was clumsy, and sweat condensed on her face.

    Heavy breathing came out of the nose, and a low, painful nasal sound sprayed out with the breath, the nasal sound was low, with a heart-piercing pain.

    The hot wax juice was continuously poured on his body, lower abdomen, chest, throat, until his

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