Chapter 90： Hello metamorphosis 6

In front of Cheng Bing, his eyes were full of tears, but in Zhou Zekai's eyes, it was the most beautiful existence. He swiped Cheng Bing's index finger with his tongue as if responding, and then took Cheng Bing's index finger out of his mouth , Put this bleeding finger in front of Cheng Bing.

"Cheng Bing, you see this wound. After the bleeding, if you take the medicine, you will be able to heal quickly. If you don't use the medicine, you will be able to heal after a period of time."

Then he looked at the broken goblet on the ground with a bit of sarcasm, and under the light, the glass shards flashed.

"But what about this glass? From the moment you broke it, it can't be pieced together anymore. When it was intact, it was smooth and comfortable when we held it in our palms, but now, if it is broken, it can only be To hurt everyone who touched it, to hurt the person who broke it, you said, should you blame it? Or should you blame it? "

At this moment, Zhou Zekai's mouth twitched slightly, but there was no half smile in his eyes. He knew that he had been affected by this body, but still couldn't let it go. He should be like this. After hurting, even if it hurts others, he is looking forward to the final judgment.

For people like them, it is not the law or the others who give them the final judgment, but the person in front of them, the person in front of them, who makes them long for and fear.

Cheng Bing was also stunned. I did not expect that Zhou Zekai would say such a thing. He put his eyes on the broken glass on the ground, and looked at the appearance of Zhou Zekai. Suddenly he was speechless, and he could only murmur. .

"That shouldn't hurt anyone ... hurt by others, should you hurt others in turn?"

I've seen too many such things. Every time Cheng Bing hears these so-called stories, she sympathizes with the perverts, but if she sympathizes with the prisoners, who can sympathize with those who have been killed?

She knew that she could not resist the exposure of all the dark sides, but she also wanted to maintain the light in her mind. These perverts, no matter how pathetic, they had hurt more people ...

Hearing Cheng Bing's muttering voice, Zhou Zekai smiled, and reached out and touched Cheng Bing's head.

"Those who really hurt ordinary people, we, we absolutely don't bother to do these things. All we hurt are those who are the same as those who hurt us. It is because of this that we need you. Being, let us know that when we can't control ourselves, we can help you win new life with your help. "

Those who kill ordinary people are homicides, homicides and perverts, and there is a big difference. These people, in an orderly and even planned way, to kill a person, torture a person, are just for that person to make the same mistake The price is when they can't control their inner desire to kill, it is time for them to watch people.

Finding a reason for Cheng Bing, Zhou Zekai worked hard to make Cheng Bing understand that everything she does now will change something.

Cheng Bingxi looked at Zhou Zekai, but was unmoved.

"Those people have police trials, and you are wrong to do this. Even if they are bad people, you cannot override life."

Here is Cheng Bing's insistence that any life has its own value. If anyone can harvest life freely, how can such a society be beautiful?

After hearing this, Zhou Zekai's smile disappeared instantly, then a sigh of suffocation flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

"Overriding life? Cheng Bing, we never want to be above life, but we can't control our behavior, just like now ..."

Zhou Zekai said expressionlessly, but suddenly reached out his right hand, grabbed the glass mule on the ground, and the glass block was inserted into Zhou Zekai's right hand instantly, but he tightened his right hand more forcefully, let The blood quickly flowed down his palms.

"I am also injured because of this broken glass. Is it because of the glass? It is broken, it is a dangerous product, and it is impossible to control whether it will hurt other people, but some people are so short-sighted that he has to touch Come up to death, Cheng Bing, you said ... Is this glass hurting others, is it willing? Every time I use the broken corners to tie other people's hands with blood, does it want those blood to stay on it? Every time you compare the harm of others, it will make it more painful? "

The blood kept flowing, and Cheng Bing was suddenly startled by the madness like Zhou Zekai, and had no intention to tangle the glass in Zhou Zekai's mouth, and quickly reached out to open Zhou Zekai's hand, but a girl How could you open a big man's hand? The final result could only be that Zhou Zekai's blood was stained on his own.

Seeing the girl's anxiety, Zhou Zekai's anxiety suddenly calmed down, her voice was low and elegant.

"Cheng Bing, if one day, I am already out of control like this glass, I hope you can be my spectator, and accompany me to the last paragraph, you said ... OK?"

At this time, this person still said such words with such a gentle and confused voice. As long as Cheng Bing thought of the Snow White who fell asleep in front of herself, it almost reflected instantly, looking at Zhou Zekai as an abyss. His eyes, and his terrified face mapped out.

"No ... bad ... I, I won't treat you as a courtesy!"

After speaking, it turned out to be Zhou Zekai pushed away, then stood up and looked at Zhou Zekai sitting on the ground, looking a little crazy.

"You die this heart! There will never be another day!"

Just thinking that this man will die in front of her one day, Cheng Bing is an inexplicable panic. After saying this, he quickly ran towards his room to find something to stop bleeding.

Watching the little girl go to her house, Zhou Zekai showed a wanton smile, raised her right hand, spread it out, and saw the glass glass dumplings that were particularly beautiful after being stained with blood, and then chopped When one of them came out, the pain in the palm of the hand came instantly, but Zhou Zekai did not respond, and his face was still smiling. He pulled the glass puppets out of his hands and threw them aside.

Cheng Bing came out soon, holding the medical box, and wanted to treat Zhou Zekai's wounds when he came over, but was stopped.

"No, I have something to go out today. I will handle it myself."

Already standing on the ground, Zhou Zekai is still bleeding, but the whole person is light and light. After looking at Cheng Bing, he left only a back to Cheng Bing and let Cheng Bing kneel on the ground. Being able to watch him gradually disappear into sight, slightly bowed his head, and saw his hands stained with Zhou Zekai's blood, as well as the broken glass that Zhou Zekai pulled from his palm, and tears poured down in an instant.

After leaving the house, Zhou Zekai got on the car directly, regardless of the wound on his hand. The car was driving all the way to the suburban area, surrounded by deserted shrubs. The expression on Zhou Zekai's face was even more indifferent, as if in the process. The man in front of Bing was just a disguise.

Finally arrived at the front of a small house, Zhou Zekai stopped the car, got out of the car, walked to the small house with the bread and water he had prepared, took out the key to open the door, walked in, as if into another The abyss is average.

After entering this wooden house, turn on the lights. The layout inside is extraordinarily warm. After Zhou Zekai made a round tour, he confirmed that everything was placed normally, and no one came by. This was found behind the bookcase. Take a switch and pull it down.

I saw that there was an empty cellar staircase over the closet of the room. Holding bread and water, Zhou Zekai raised his corner of the mouth and went down, even with a little joy, and hummed a piano tune.

When the people in the cellar heard Zhou Zekai's humming tunes, he suddenly struggled frantically, and the chain that bound him even made a rattling sound. In Zhou Zekai's ears, it sounded so pleasant.

Walked down and turned on the lights, which revealed the true face of the cellar.

On the left side of the cellar is a cross with a man tied by a chain. Not only was his limbs tied tightly with a chain, but even his head was wearing a unique iron hat. A pair of eyes were exposed. After seeing Zhou Zekai's appearance, the madness in those eyes instantly turned into fear, and he frantically struggled on the cross, and moved even more fiercely.

On the right side of the cellar is an operating table and various equipment on the wall. Zhou Zekai ignored the man who was crazy on the cross. Instead, he found medical equipment and dealt with his wound slowly. By the way, it was like Symphony-like chain-link sounds. Only by hearing such sounds can his heart regain power.

Soon, Zhou Zekai's injury was bandaged. He was very skilled in movement. After bandaging himself, he stretched out another hand to crush the bread and walked towards the man on the cross.

"I didn't see you yesterday, did you miss me? Seeing how you miss my eyes really makes me happy."

While talking, Zhou Zekai opened the small mouth of the iron hat on the other side and spilled the bread crumbs from the man's head. Soon the bread crumbs filled all the space of the iron hat. After eating madly, he wanted to commit suicide without eating, but Zhou Zekai never gave him this opportunity. His tongue had been pulled out, and he wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide, which was even more impossible.

Seeing the man eating like crazy, Zhou Zekai laughed, cheerfully, patted his shoulder.

"That's good ~ I promised your son to take good care of you ~"