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No one lives forever--another version Chapter 6 Tangle

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    Almost in an instant, darkness descended on the earth again.  Wang Zhi climbed out of the locker and went upstairs directly.  It was deathly silent, with no trace of anyone coming.  Wang Zhi remembered that he vaguely heard the phone ring several times while he was sleeping, but he had no caller ID and had no way of knowing who was calling.  Could it be her?  He shook his head.  He could imagine how painful and desperate she would be. At this time, he should have been the one beside her that she could rely on.  He was supposed to handle everything with one hand, comfort the elderly, take good care of the children, and get them out of pain as soon as possible.  But he can't, he can't do it.  He didn¡¯t even have the courage to step out of that ridiculous closet and that disgusting corner during the day.  ¡°And, wasn¡¯t all this pain caused by his own hands?  What position does he have to face those heartbroken people?  He has become a monster, a monster that can only bring pain and despair to others.  Come on, leave them.  A voice suddenly spoke loudly from the bottom of his heart, flashing through his heart like a bolt of lightning.     No.  He answered painfully, but the voice spoke more firmly.  You must leave, the sooner the better.  You have become a monster that you cannot control. If you stay here, one day you will hurt those you love deeply.  "But there must be some way!" He shouted hysterically, his voice echoing in the empty room, as if mocking his fragility.  Maybe, but when will it be?  A day, a week, a month, a year?  Before that, how are you going to explain all this?  How do you face them?  Can you control yourself and not hurt them?  He was speechless.  Let¡¯s go, it¡¯s best for everyone.  Maybe you'll be able to find a way soon, and then come back.     All right.  He nodded.  I am only leaving temporarily and will be back soon.  He moved his daughter¡¯s wardrobe back to the room, put her clothes back one by one, then opened the big wardrobe and slowly packed away the clothes.  Almost every piece of clothing brought back memories for him, which surprised him because he always thought he had forgotten things that happened so long ago.  There are not many clothes and supplies to bring, and the suitcase is not full yet.  He thought for a while and put in the family portrait on the table and the little bear that his daughter often hugged to sleep.  Without leaving any message, he packed the blood-stained clothes into a bag and carried the suitcase in the other hand.  He walked to the door and reached out to turn off the light, only to realize that he had been in darkness all along.  So he laughed to himself.  He walked out, took one last look inside, and then gently closed the door.  The hiding place Wang Zhi chose for himself was in the east of the city, not far from his father-in-law's house.  It was originally a branch factory of the company. Later, the company adjusted its business direction and the place became abandoned.  Wang Zhi went there to investigate a few years ago. The factory area, which covers about 4 acres, was empty, with garbage scattered everywhere. There was only an old man watching it on weekdays.  For a new vampire, it should be a safe place.  Wang Zhi climbed into the factory through the broken window on the roof, and then wandered around the factory casually.  The factory was filled with thick dust, rat and bat droppings, and the lock on the factory door was completely rusted. From this, it is not difficult to infer that the old man never entered the factory to inspect.  He unexpectedly discovered an underground room with four cement walls and only a heavy iron door. There were a few empty iron shelves scattered inside, which looked like it should be the former freezer.  What was rare was that it was not damp inside, so he placed his luggage here with satisfaction.  Maybe it was because he got a long-lost sleep during the day, Wang Zhi felt energetic, and his thirst and hunger were not strong, so he expanded the scope of his inspection.  He picked up the angle steel that fell on the ground, twisted it into a twist, and then threw it on the ground.  He easily jumped onto the 5-meter-high carriage, ran around and around the ceiling and surrounding walls at extremely fast speeds, and then landed silently on the ground.  Last night he unconsciously experienced the speed of this new body, and now he understands his abilities more clearly.  The wolfdog at the door roared far away. Wang Zhi easily jumped over the door, and then walked towards it along the shadow of the wall.  It immediately clamped its tail and timidly hid itself in the gap behind the door, whimpering softly.  Wang Zhi ignored it and peered into the duty room from the shadows  The old man must have been drinking. He was leaning on the bed, humming music and watching TV, looking content and content.  So Wang walked straight towards the dog.  It tried its best to hide itself. Wang Zhi had never seen a dog's body curled up like that. He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous, so he suddenly opened his mouth and exposed his fangs.  ¡°Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo¡­¡± The wolf dog let out a shrill scream, and the old man quickly put on his clothes and walked out.  He patted his dog strangely, but found that it was not injured, but was huddled in the corner and trembling.  The old man stood up in confusion and looked around with a flashlight, then turned to look at the dog and scratched his head in confusion.  Wang Zhi stood on the roof of the communication room and looked at him with interest. Suddenly he had a strange feeling that the man below was no more noble to him than an ant.  His humble life depends on his thoughts. As long as he wants, he can bite his blood vessels in a second, or twist his neck, or tear him into pieces piece by piece.  Blood splattered everywhere.  He immediately became frightened. Such thoughts emerged inadvertently, which made him feel frightened.  Is this driven by instinct, or does he have a violent element deep in his heart?  The bloody bodies of the three victims seemed to appear before his eyes again, questioning his conscience.  The old man turned around several times and finally looked at the roof subconsciously.  It was empty there, nothing.  Wang Zhi squatted quietly on the pier of the viaduct, peering into his father-in-law's room from a distance.  Cars kept whizzing past him, causing huge noises and vibrations, but they did not affect him at all.  The lights were always on in the room, and because the curtains were drawn, he couldn't see what was going on inside, but he could understand what was happening inside through hearing.  No one asked about his whereabouts.  The nephew and daughter were asleep in the bedroom, the wife's brother-in-law was smoking cigarettes one after another in a daze, and the father-in-law and mother-in-law had cried so hard that they had no energy left and were clinging to each other.  The wife softly comforted her father-in-law and mother-in-law, but in fact she had just hid in the room and cried.  An originally happy family has been destroyed, and it will take a long time to slowly recover.  But the crack in my heart may never be healed.  Wang Zhi listened quietly, his heart gradually became depressed, and then quickly became manic.  Hunger, thirst and bloodlust instantly took over him, his eyes became blood red, his hearing became sharper, and his body became more agile.  A truck passed over his head. He jumped lightly and climbed to the top of the truck.  The cab was filled with smoke. The driver was smoking and humming along to the radio. The other driver was dozing with a blanket in the back seat.  He broke through the glass and rushed in without hesitation. The truck driver turned his head in panic, and all he saw were snow-white fangs.  The truck swayed a few times while driving at high speed, then hit the guardrail on the side of the road, then rolled onto the road, sliding forward with huge sparks, and did not stop until dozens of meters away.  The cars behind were so frightened that they stopped one after another. Someone opened the door and walked out, slowly walking towards the truck.  A middle-aged man took out his phone in panic and shouted incoherently: "Hello! 110? There was a car accident, there was a car accident!!" Wang Zhi returned to the freezer with bloodstains all over his body and sat casually against the wall.  Down.  The wound he made when he rushed out of the cab had completely healed, but his clothes were covered with the truck driver's blood and clung to his body wet, making him feel very uncomfortable.  He deliberately ignored it in a self-defeating manner.  The satisfaction and pleasure of killing and overeating had worn off, and he felt even more empty as he regained consciousness.  The truck driver¡¯s neck was almost broken by him, and the driver¡¯s spine in the back was casually broken by him.  Thinking of this, Wang Zhi felt intense nausea again, but could not spit out anything.  The discomfort of killing seemed to be easing, his body had gradually accepted the change, and his inner endurance seemed to be slowly strengthening.  Maybe in the near future, he will completely turn into a bloodthirsty monster, completely losing his humanity and reason.  And this is what he fears most.  That dream was so clear, as if it had already happened.  The possibility that his daughter and wife would become his food one day nearly drove him to pieces.  I have to do something.  He said to himself.  Something must be done.  He has lost control four times, and every time he loses control, another innocent person becomes his prey.  This is undoubtedly the most dangerous.  But what can he do?  Wang Zhi recalled in detail what happened before he lost control, hunger, thirst, depression, and anger. Once these emotions appear, instinct will quickly take away control.?And when these emotions are vented and satisfied, he regains control of his body.  So, you must always pay attention to satisfying your own instincts and desires Do you want to kill someone?  Wang Zhi thought about this problem calmly for the first time.  There must be another way.  There must be something that can be substituted, animal blood or blood bags. Many movies have such plots. How did those people do it?  The wolfdog at the door whined again, and Wang Zhi stood up.  No matter what, as long as there is hope, you should give it a try.
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