The scene in front of him was not clear, he only saw a large group of blurry figures walking over.

The world in the ears can't hear clearly, and there are overlapping noises and angry howls everywhere.

Dazed, trying to prop up his body to stand up but unable to do so, the whole head is in chaos, as if his body is a puddle of mud lying on the ground.

Suddenly, a severe and sharp pain came from his right leg, and it rushed into his mind. This rapid pain made him wake up immediately, but soon he couldn't think about anything other than the pain.

He saw that his right leg was stepped on by his father, and it was twisted and deformed under his father's crazy trampling. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

The pain invaded his brain at this moment, making it impossible for him to think about anything else.

When I opened my mouth, there was only the instinctive cry from my heart and body. Tears and sweat were entangled with each other and rushed down. My mouth was salty and bitter.

For a while, the father's angry shouting and crying were mixed together, and at the same time there was the sound of smashing, his legs, his legs...

"what!!!"

Suddenly there was a sharp howl, and he heard a series of footsteps, and then the sound of something sharp piercing into the flesh, and the hoarse voice of his father as if he was suddenly strangled.

Right leg still hurts, but doesn't seem to feel the constant damage anymore.

He opened his eyes and tried to open them. Under the blur of tears, he saw his father standing there like a sculpture, and his mother standing behind his father.

A sharp, rusty piece of metal was held by the mother and pierced the father's neck at the same time.

Blood gushed out, and the mother's hand was also bleeding, but the mother seemed to be a little out of strength, and there was no expression on the bloody face, only he was panting violently.

Father was also panting violently, quite violently.

He could see how fast his father's chest rose and fell, like the roar of a motor when a car was ignited, no, it was the sound of his father panting.

He could see his father's sluggish and resentful eyes, as if a ghost crawled out of hell, those eyes were staring at him at the moment, staring at him tightly!

He saw his father's mouth opening and closing, as if he was talking, but he couldn't hear what his father said at all, he could only hear the sound of hissing and chising again and again.

Soon, the father's breathing stopped, and the mother trembled and took two steps back, throwing the metal piece in her hand aside.

Looking at the motionless father standing in front of him, he felt safe with this man for the first time.

His mother rushed towards him and burst into tears. He stayed where he was and let his mother hold him. The pain in his right leg was still clear and continuous, but he seemed to feel that it was actually not that painful.

It really doesn't hurt that much anymore.

He just stared numbly at the world in front of him, the walls, or the scattered furniture, or the blood on the ground, father, or that rusty patch?

He didn't know, maybe he didn't see anything, he was just in a daze.

The numb eyes gradually became hollow, and everything in front of them gradually became blurred.

The mother's crying gradually stopped, as if she was getting farther and farther away from herself.

......

As if just waking up from suffocation, he took a big breath.

Wuxin opened his eyes, and all he saw was an empty roof.

This was the base of the rebels, the small house he was familiar with.

There were traces of wetness on his face, he reached out and wiped it away, it was strange but familiar.

It seemed that he hadn't shed a tear for a long time.

Sitting up with his weak body supported, he saw bloodstains on his body, not only on his body, but also the blood spots scattered all the way in front of him.

Looking at his right hand, he was holding a pen tightly in his palm.

what just happened?

He couldn't remember it, but judging from the current situation, he should have suffered some kind of shock.

There is a fishy and sweet taste in the innermost part, and I swallow it unconsciously and subconsciously.

Sitting on the ground, after a while, he finally regained some strength, and then barely stood up.

Looking around, there is no change in the surroundings. It is the arrangement in his impression all the time. It seems that the things he was shocked did not alarm the rebels outside, which made him feel a little lucky.

Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, Wuxin was a little panicked, and his eyes, which had been numb and empty all this time, showed panic in a humanized way at this moment.

He controlled his unhealthy body, took big strides, staggered, and walked towards the front of the table at the fastest speed. Then, after seeing the things on the table, he finally breathed a sigh of relief .

As long as it is still there.

He leaned on the chair and sat down again. The book-like black cover on the table made him feel at ease.

His eyes fell on the book, and when he saw the latest paragraph on it, he was a little dazed for a moment, but Wu Xin quickly returned to his normal expression, he felt that he probably knew what happened just now.

only......

It was so ridiculous that it seemed impossible to him.

Although he had thought the moment he got this book that there would be such a day, what he didn't expect was that he would encounter such a thing at this time.

There are actually other beings with extraordinary power in the upside-down domain...

When he got the book in the early days, he didn't think about this possibility, but after a series of investigations, he found that the only one with this supernatural power in the Upside Down Realm is himself, or only this book.

But now actually...

The story he wrote on it failed to intervene for the first time, and for the first time made the incident not develop as he thought.

This led to the book's follow-up to complete the plot by itself, which also led to the mental shock he received.

Knocking on the still painful head, Wuxin was not discouraged.

This undercover agent obviously has some terrible powers or props, which allow him to destroy the plot he has programmed.

However, I still have countless opportunities to continue writing the plot, and how many times can that guy last?

What's more, the enemy is in the open and I am in the dark. He has many opportunities.

Even if what happened just now is like a huge slap in the face given to him by reality.

......

Snapped!

In the sand sea where the Baga camp is located, there was a crisp sound.

Someone had obviously been slapped.

Snapped!

There was another crisp sound.

Pulling your gaze in, you can see two shadows on the sand, one is squatting and the other is lying down.

After a while, the squatting shadow waved its arms again.

Snapped!Snapped!

Just like that, two loud slaps landed on the face of the lying shadow.

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