Mo Yan kicked the doors one by one, trying to open all the closed doors in the corridor.

Just now his eldest brother asked him to check on the people on the second floor, and he had to do it to ensure that there would be no unexpected situation that would threaten his eldest brother.

He kicked the door until his feet were sore, but he didn't succeed in opening the door.

...Damn it, I would have added more strength points if I had known earlier.

Mo Yan could only put his ear against the door, trying to hear the movement inside to determine whether there was anyone inside.

NPC students seemed to be very quiet at night, as quiet as if they were dead in sleep. No matter how hard he kicked the door, there would be no sound from inside.

The player made no sound at this time, either because he was dead or because he didn't dare to make a sound. In short, he kicked the door for a long time, and he didn't know if there was anyone inside.

At this moment, the elder brother's shout came from deep in the corridor.

"——Mo Yan, come here."

The sound went around and around, carrying a distant echo.

"Here we come, big brother!"

Mo Yan immediately put down his painful foot and ran in that direction.

After seeing his elder brother, his heart calmed down, but at the same time, the scene in front of him also shocked him.

Bright red blood stained everywhere.

Above the door and in the gaps in the floor, there are gray walls. These seem to have been repainted, with large swaths of red sprinkled on them.

Next to the door panel, a strange young man sat slumped. He still had a cigarette burning in his hand, but the cigarette was stained with bright blood. His chest was sunken, as if his ribs were broken, and there were also wounds on his throat.

There are general traces of corrosion, as if it had been scalded.

Next to the young man stood his eldest brother, but there seemed to be something wrong with the eldest brother's eyes at this moment.

When he looked at his elder brother, cold sweat seeped down Mo Yan's back. He froze on the spot, his feet seemed to be dug into the floor, and he couldn't move for a moment.

"Why are you standing there?" Su Mingan waved to him: "Come here."

"Brother...can I ask, what is your current sanity level?" Mo Yan replied with some difficulty.

"...Let me take a look." Su Mingan glanced at the orange bar: "98."

98?

Mo Yan couldn't believe this number at all.

... No matter how big brother looks at this state, he doesn’t look like 98?

Mo Yan rubbed his dry mouth and finally came out with words from the almost solid air:

"Brother, why don't you go take a nap first."

"……ha."

Ryan, who was lying on the ground one step ahead of Su Ming'an, chuckled lightly.

Ryan seemed to be in a very bad condition. He was coughing up blood while talking.

A line of blood slid down his chin and dripped onto the ground, mixing with a large pool of blood on the ground.

"Look, Su Mingan, even this kind of cannon fodder can see that you are crazy, but you still think you are normal..."

"Bang!"

Ryan opened his eyes wide.

The moment he finished his sentence, he received an extremely hard kick from the opponent.

Blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably. Ryan was knocked unconscious by this sudden blow. His eyes seemed to be stagnant and floating in the darkness, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

"Su Ming'an - are you done yet!" he yelled, his voice unable to contain the pain.

Su Ming'an didn't say anything, his eyes were very serious, and he kicked him again.

Ryan leaned away with all his strength and stretched out his hand, trying to wake up the defensive circle he had arranged, but was instantly suppressed by a huge force of gravity and could not move.

He tried to block the opponent's violent blow, but the opponent just hit him in the abdomen with one hand, and the sudden burst of the wound made him almost unable to think in pain.

"Are you asking me if it's over?" Su Mingan seemed to let go of himself suddenly and dropped his fist unceremoniously.

His fists didn't hit anywhere, but specifically hit Ryan's delicate face. Even if the strength value was not high, it was far beyond the strength of ordinary Zhai Xing people. The heavy force on the fists hit the cheeks inward, and every punch fell.

There was blood in Ryan's mouth.

"——Then when you forced me to ask me how I felt, did you ask yourself in your heart - are you finished?" Su Ming'an said in an extremely calm tone.

Contrary to that calm tone, he was attacking extremely fiercely. His fists fell like raindrops, and each blow seemed to use all his strength.

Under the state of energy suppression, it can cause critical strikes.

Even in the shadow state, the opponent can feel immense pain, the pain of being physically beaten.

"In front of the whole world, you brought up my mother and the fact that she cut her wrists. You did it so happily.

In front of the whole world, ask me how I feel about this matter, how I watched her bleed and howl. You beautify this kind of thing into your "little revenge".

I told you my feelings and admitted my past, and now you ask me again, am I done with it?"

As Su Ming'an said, he swung his fist again, hitting the opponent's nose hard, and heard a crisp "click" sound.

"——Now, let me tell you, Ryan." Su Mingan listened to his screams and watched the scene that happened in the darkness with cold eyes:

"You have touched my bottom line, which is a rare bottom line for me. Congratulations, I can now clearly inform you that this matter will not end."

"you……"

Ryan coughed up blood.

He gradually lost the strength to struggle, his eyes were dull and floating in the void, and the divine light beating in it began to gradually disappear.

His awareness of the outside world is fading.

"You'd better pray that you don't run into me in every dungeon in the future." Su Mingan retracted his fist, which was stained with red blood:

"I will not provoke a fight in the main god space, but in the game copy, Ryan, I will see you once and kill you once.

Even if you die and are emptied of all your strength, as long as you leave the field once and bump into me once, your ending will not be easy.

Unless, you can rise up, surpass me, kill me, stop me.

——Otherwise, as long as you see me, what awaits you will always be the same situation as today."

He reached out, picked up Ryan's collar, and watched him cough up blood bit by bit.

"Remember?" Su Ming'an stared into his pale eyes and spoke as calmly as dead water: "Don't think that some things can always be covered with beautifying words. What you did will probably be gone by the end of the world game.

will not forget."

Ryan spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was still a smell of cigarettes on him, mixed with the disinfectant water, which was a bit choking.

When he looked at Su Mingan, his blood-stained face revealed an extremely fanatical, lunatic smile:

"...What." Ryan smiled: "You said you can face your past casually in front of the world. Now it seems that you are just showing off. Player No. 1 - look at what you look like now.

Well, this is the first time I've seen the first player look so angry... Ha, I'm honored that I unlocked the first player looking so angry. I don't know what other people will think when they see this scene...

…”

"It doesn't matter. The moment I started beating you, I had already closed the live broadcast room." Su Mingan stared at him: "I don't know what I will do if I don't live under the eyes of the whole world.

You also successfully made me discover...that I can still be so angry."

"Because you, like me, have gone crazy." Ryan said.

Su Mingan stared into the other person's eyes.

Through Ryan's clear, mirror-like eyes, he could see his own shadow reflected in them.

The shadows looked like they were stained with blood.

"Bang!"

He used his strength to push the other person completely into the wall, and then turned his head.

"Mo Yan, come here." Su Mingan said to Mo Yan, who was standing like a piece of wood over there: "Come here and kill him."

"……ah."

Only then did Mo Yan come back to his senses from his stupid state. Facing his elder brother who was covered in blood and looked extremely manic, he was so scared that he even pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Kill him and you will become a doctor." Su Mingan said: "If you want to live safely to the end, become a doctor like me. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that I will keep you alive as a student - even if I believe that you will not

Will report me."

"..." Mo Yan swallowed.

He took out his precious sword from his backpack, walked closer, raised the sword, and slashed at Ryan, who was defenseless on the ground.

"It's ridiculous, Su Mingan... I would rather believe this guy than your fellow doctors." Ryan spoke before Mo Yan walked over.

His voice was very soft, as if floating in the air.
To be continued...