Punishment Whisk

On the other side of the glass, Fang Zhongci repeated Ye Qi's name over and over again, as if as long as the voice continued, his thoughts would not stop.

He tried his best to pull himself up from the cold ground, Ye Qi was waiting for him, and other people outside were also waiting for him, he couldn't fall down here forever.

The confused light in his eyes began to gather again, and Fang Zhongci swayed closer to the opposite door step by step, watching himself lying in a pool of blood when he was a child on the TV, his cochlea was still buzzing.

Extreme persecution often inspires another extreme. At this moment, all struggle and pain turn into faith and enthusiasm.

He charged up his kick, and the door swung open.

The huge inertial door panel shook violently and oscillated endlessly.

Fang Zhongci fell out of the door, and when he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, he realized that the door was not locked at all.

That is to say, if he fails to get up from the nightmare memory, he will always be trapped in an unlocked room.

How ironic.

Fang Zhongci propped himself up again, leaning his back against the wall, gasping for fresh air.

After getting out of the nightmare, most of the confusion in his eyes was washed away in a short time, and his mental and physical strength were recovering rapidly.

When he looked up again, he saw another door in this room with his side eye.

A piece of gray A4 paper was stuck on the all-black wooden door, and it was crumbling. The only two words on the paper were as sharp as a sharp edge: "Welcome".

The signature in the lower right corner is K47-1.

Fang Zhongci braced his palms, feeling that he had almost recovered.

Besides, it has been delayed for so long just now, and there is no time left for him to continue recovering.He stuffed the candy wrapper back into his trouser pocket, put his palm on the cold doorknob, and refused to turn it.

The airflow driven by the closed door blows the paper off, and the code is hidden on the gray floor, stained with muddy water that cannot be washed off.

At the same time, Ye Qi, who witnessed Fang Zhongci breaking out of the room, was extremely anxious.

Just when he was at a loss, the glass in front of him suddenly clicked.

Ye Qi stretched out his hand in disbelief, and the glass actually moved a gap.

He frantically pushed open the glass and ran along Fang Zhongci's trail.

The chaotic sounds rushed into Ye Qi's ears, making him empathize with the pain that Fang Zhongci had just endured.

Without stopping, he opened the door that was not locked at all.

But the moment he stepped out of the door, a cold light rushed over, and Ye Qi dodged to avoid it.

With a sound of "Hang", a dagger pierced straight through the stiff wooden floor, and the mirror-like blade reflected a pair of fiercely shining triangular eyes.

Ye Qishun looked over, and Qiu Yi was looking at him provocatively: "Where do you want to go? Your opponent today is me."

Ye Qi turned the doorknob again without looking sideways: "You are not worthy."

A rush of punches came towards Ye Qi, and Ye Qi didn't dodge or dodge, and punched Qiu Yi's throat at a faster speed.

The moment Qiu Yi retreated and dodged, Ye Qi kicked him in the side without hesitation.

"Get out!" Ye Qi's voice was unrestrained, expressing his emotions on the verge of collapse.

"Did you think we dare not kill you? We are about to sail into the high seas, even your father would not dare to act rashly..."

Ye Qi didn't want to listen to Qiu Yi's nonsense at all, so before he finished speaking, he put his hand on the doorknob for the third time.

This kind of contempt completely angered Qiu Yi, he bent over and picked up the knife stuck in the floor, and pointed the knife at Ye Qi's wrist.

As soon as Ye Qi stopped, Qiu Yi once again stabbed Ye Qi's chest forcefully with the knife.

Ye Qi's eyes were dark, with a faint killing intent.

He pushed out the confronting blade inch by inch, and the tough force made it difficult for Qiu Yi to resist.

It was difficult for Qiu Yi to press down, and when his strength was insufficient, his elbows were directly pushed away by Ye Qi.

Qiu Yi adjusted his angle again to stab Ye Qi, but his wrist suddenly bent without warning.The blade of the short knife deflected, and was shaken out of the palm by a hand.

After a short clang, there was a long sound of rubbing, and the short knife that landed was instantly kicked several meters away by Ye Qi.

Just when Qiu Yi was about to strike again, he suddenly soared into the air and was thrown out by Ye Qi over his shoulder.

Qiu Yi grabbed Ye Qi's shoulder and threw him backwards.

Ye Qi couldn't react in time, and rolled over to reduce the impact while falling over.But before he could stand up from the door panel, a heavy foot came head-on.

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Song Rin stood in the control room of the entire cabin, looking indifferently at the hell on earth broadcast on the monitor.

More than half of the ship was killed or injured, and the playground of singing and dancing has become a slaughterhouse for bloodthirsty killings.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, fierce and cruel.

He glanced at the time in the lower corner of the monitor and felt that the time had come.He lifted the microphone from the console and flipped the switch.

"I'm sorry everyone, I just got a very bad news. There are two detectives hiding on our cruise ship. I can continue to fulfill my promise, but everyone, I can't guarantee whether they will let you go gone."

Song Rin's index finger rubbed against the long handle of the microphone, and there was a sizzling sound: "I'm afraid that everyone in the melee, whether or not they have blood on their hands, will be hard to tell in the end. What should I do?" , you can think about it carefully."

He left blank for only half a minute. After half a minute, Song Li continued to whisper: "By the way, I found one of them, and it is now in room 1042 on the third floor. The police gentlemen are very good, I wish you all good luck." .”

Fang Zhongci stepped out of the door, and the door behind him closed again. The gilded 1042 number plate on the top of the door frame shook slightly and quickly reset.

Seeing everything in front of him, Fang Zhongci was startled.He was only trapped for a while, and the originally neat cabin corridor was already devastated.

Bloodstains were clearly visible everywhere, and a deep and lingering stench rushed straight into the nostrils.

Just as he was startled, there were chaotic and hurried running sounds from both sides of the corridor at the same time, and Fang Zhongci subconsciously became alert.

Without exception, there was murderous intent in their eyes, and their intuition told Fang Zhongci that all the hostility was directed at him.

Soon, a large number of people gathered in the corridor.

These originally graceful people have completely lost their human appearance, each of them has shocking bloodstains on their bodies, and most of them still hold bleeding knuckles in their hands.

Fang Zhongci's forehead jumped wildly again.

No one spoke, but everyone understood that if the policeman who came out of 1042 survived, they might not be able to escape the punishment of the law.

During the stalemate, it was unknown who made the first cut to Fang Zhongci, and the gate of 1042 fell into chaos in an instant.

A group of red-eyed people frantically wanted to kill the "last threat", but Fang Zhongci refused to give up his heavy hand.But in return for being merciful, it was sharper blades time after time.

Just as he was struggling, the radio sounded hoarse.

The poor sound quality couldn't hide the coldness in Song Ren's voice: "See the fingers on their hands that they refuse to put? Every time these people kill a person, they will chop off a little finger and five fingers from the corpse. You can change your own life. Fang Zhongci, did you see it? This is the person you want to save."

No matter how much torture Fang Zhongci can endure, he can fight more vicious criminals.But he didn't expect that one day his fist would swing towards the group of people he needed to protect all his life.

Every second that passed in the melee was eroding and collapsing the faith he fought for.

"Did you see it? This is human nature." The voice on the radio raised slightly, "Do you want to continue? Just die at the hands of a group of unknown bastards?"

"Give up resistance, I can accept you regardless of past suspicions."

Fang Zhongci used his strength to block a row of people, and his voice was almost tearing: "Of course we must continue. Brightness may be late, but it will never be absent. Even if I die here today, there will still be people like me. "

"If you still want to continue to be a coward, please put away your high-spirited talk, you are not qualified." Fang Zhongci knocked one person unconscious with a backhand, "Also, you don't care about the past, sorry, I will!"

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Facing Qiu Yi's sharp kick, Ye Qi retreated into the room full of TVs.

The noisy video sound hit his ears again, like countless thin whips hitting his bloody heart again.

That kick shattered a corner of the door panel, and the broken pieces of wood fell to Ye Qi's feet.

The door suddenly opened wide, and the blood suppressed in Ye Qi's heart began to boil, and the blood instantly filled his originally clear eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qi grabbed Qiu Yi's hair and threw him on the TV involuntarily.

"Why did you treat him like this!" Ye Qi crushed his voice, and pushed Qiu Yi along the wall.

Qiu Yi's head instantly turned into a tool of destruction, rattling up and down with the TV gap.

The blood gas was accompanied by sparks, destroying more than a dozen TV screens.

The burnt smell of the circuit and the shards of the LCD screen were glued together and diffused in the semi-enclosed room.

Ye Qi dodged Qiu Yi's fist and kicked him to the ground.

The bloody face on the ground swept from hand to hand, and his fingers were cold to the touch.

Ye Qi's eyes tightened, it was the dagger he had just kicked away.

"Ah—" Qiu Yi grabbed the dagger and stood up.

The lights in the room began to flicker, and the flickering lights framed Qiu Yi's movements into frames of pictures.

The cold blade cut across the skin in front of Ye Qi's Adam's apple, leaving traces of blood.

For a moment, the air froze.

Qiu Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his gaze moved down slowly, fixed on the sharp glass piece piercing his heart.

Ye Qi let go of his hand, shook off a large amount of blood on his hand, and mended his feet mercilessly.

The piece of glass on Qiu Yi's chest instantly shattered, just like his life, which seemed to be irretrievably shattered.

"The worst decision you ever made was not shooting me when I was defenseless. In your next life, be a good person."

In the burnt smoke, Qiu Yi's fingertips were firmly pressed against the floor, and his eyes were about to split.His lips kept moving, as if he was saying something, but in the end they were still dispersed in the flashing blue mist.

Ye Qi opened the black door without stopping, and finally saw Fang Zhongci's figure.