God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Under the dim sky, almost all the surrounding buildings were turned into ruins, and dust was flying all over the sky, as if the whole world had turned into black and white.

Among the ruins, the woman's originally delicate and gentle face was covered with dust and blood. Her nose bones were crushed, and there was only a ragged hole like a hole there. The smashed and rotten flesh was filled with There were stones and some coagulated blood, but her mouth was still open, as if she wanted to call out something just a second before death. It looked ugly and terrifying.

The only thing intact on the whole face were her eyes.

The shallow, round arc was like the eyes that had been looking at him during his lifetime.

Her mother is very beautiful.

Her mother loves to be clean.

Her mother loves her daughter very much... Fang Ran.

But how could such a beautiful and clean mother become like this?

The little girl's pupils shrank, and the violent shock of panic and pain instantly filled her little heart, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

Is this my mother?

Under the strong stimulation, the little girl screamed, like a blade scraping the curtain, sharp and shrill, and the hearts of those who listened were trembling.

Boundless darkness came, and the screams of the woman who came behind her, and the words of comfort from the female doctor who struggled to bend down, all disappeared. Only the woman who was pressed under the rubble had her eyes open. She looked lifelessly into the void, as if she was looking through the air. Looking through the void to see the person she most wanted to see.

Amid the screams, the black mist wrapped around his limbs gradually loosened its hold on Fang Ran.

Fang Ran fell from mid-air and fell to the ground as lightly as a piece of paper. Tears seemed to flow down endlessly, like the mucus shed by a centipede twisting and crawling.

What exactly can be called pain?

From the moment her mother died, Fang Ran has been in the abyss of despair. Not a day goes by without her thinking about how to pull down those people sitting on high places and make them pay for their lives.

In their eyes, the hundreds of lives in the "untouchable area" are just a few sentences, a few words, or even just a casual chat.

What about the families of these innocent people?

Isn't it funny that they were abandoned and killed so easily without even an apology or even an explanation?

Laugh at their lives as cheap as grass, laugh at them as humble as mud, laugh at their life and death as just a casual joke from the superiors.

So unfair, so unfair, so unfair...

Fang Ran murmured softly. She stumbled and staggered, and even in the end, she fell to the ground with short hands and feet as she did when she was young, again and again...

By the time she knelt in front of her mother like before, she was no longer the little girl who could only scream.

"Mother……"

Fang Ran gently smoothed her mother's black hair bit by bit.

Just like in the past, every time her mother washed her hair, she was very fond of taking a chipped comb to comb her mother's black hair softly and smoothly.

"I am no longer the child who only cried before," Fang Ran shook her hands, and the sticky, dry hair smelled faintly of blood and erosion between her fingers.

But it was as if she couldn't smell it at all, her eyes were crazy and scattered, she smoothed them down bit by bit, and touched the unrecognizable face of the woman in front of her bit by bit.

The touch on the fingertips was very uncomfortable, the grinding feel of sand and stones, the dried blood scab formed by the condensation of dust and gravel, and the broken nose bone, leaving only a terrifying rectangular hole.

"So, I won't be like before, unable to do anything, unable to do anything, and will only be in pain alone and unable to extricate myself..."

Fang Ran suddenly laughed briefly, and the tears beside her eyelids dripped down her chin and onto the face of the corpse in her arms.

"That would be too painful. I don't want to live in such pain. I believe my mother wouldn't want me to live like this,"

"So, I will take one step at a time, I will use any means, I will spend my whole life, I will give up this life, and let those who play with life fall from their heights..."

In the sealed space, the ubiquitous black mist seemed to suddenly come to life. They were slowly swimming around, as if they were observing Fang Ran's movements at the moment, and as if they were considering how to continue to bind the person in front of them.

In this darkness where no light could be seen, Fang Ran was left kneeling alone. The rotting and smelly corpse in her arms began to rot, but she didn't know it.

It wasn't until the skin between her fingertips seemed to begin to erode that she lowered her head in realization, her eyes becoming colder and twisted inch by inch, like the biting blood that had just spilled out of the water.

"That day won't be far away..."

The woman's low voice was as cold as a poisonous snake.

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“Holy shit, shit, shit!!!”

Yao Cheng, who was running away desperately, almost turned the corner when he saw Yang Jingshu standing by the door not far away. He was so lucky to survive the disaster that he subconsciously cursed.

Lu Ying stood back: "..."

She looked back at the butcher who had not yet followed, and reached out to hold Yao Cheng's arm.

"Slower."

Yao Cheng, who wanted to run into the house quickly, was stunned: "Wha, what?"

Lu Ying slowed down and glanced at him: "The butcher didn't follow."

"..." Yao Cheng glanced back blankly. He rubbed his hazy eyes, and sure enough he didn't see the two butchers who were chasing after him.

"what happened?"

Yao Cheng was a little puzzled: "Did the butcher notice it? But this distance is not enough for Yang Jingshu to pull people..."

"No."

Lu Ying interrupted him and said coldly: "Someone used a skill just now."

That direction...

Lu Ying guessed that the person who activated the skill was most likely Fang Ran.

Among that group of anchors, there were almost no anchors with active skills. The slightly better ones just had a few more props.

The most important thing is that the power fluctuation in the air just now is very similar to the fluctuation last night. No, it is exactly the same.

Fang Ran must be right.

But for using the skill again so quickly, Lu Ying somewhat admired him.

The fluctuations in this power are quite large, which also shows that the loss to the anchor himself should be great... In addition, the other party's pale face has not recovered during the day...

Lu Ying suspected that Fang Ran had fainted now.

Yao Cheng stayed on the spot, looking back behind him, wiping the rain on his face, and gasped:

"Then, are you still running now? Or should you wait until they catch up and then run?"

Just as Lu Ying was about to speak, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two figures following behind him and said softly:

"Of course we have to run, they have already caught up with us."

Yao Cheng was horrified and continued to run forward without even daring to look back.