[comprehensive] villain friend

Dolores must die [Ⅷ]

The moth hit it hard.

Again.

Dolores closed her eyes, like a sigh, resigned to the realization that everything was real now.

Her fingers rested on the edge of the bed, twitching unnaturally—this was a normal physiological reaction after a new round of long "experiments".Dolores felt that she had nothing to say.

Wade still babbled persistently about her so-called "painful memories"-he's been trying to pull everyone into this game these days, which is boring, but no one can stop Wade.

Dolores then hoped to divert attention from Wade's clamor.However, she finally admitted the failure of such a decision dejectedly - there is no way for a person like Wade to expect him to stop on his own initiative.

So she reluctantly opened her mouth to answer Wade's question.

"...because someone told me that this place could kill me—" She paused, watching the moth slam into the lampshade again, "so I came—"

"——so you're here?" Wade repeated inexplicably, "Oh, that sounds really capricious."

"Arbitrariness? If a person can't be a little more willful within the scope of her choice, how does she know what rights she has as a human being?" Dolores asked rhetorically, "...and you are very strange today, Wade."

"Strange? How strange? Don't use this adjective to describe my dear—" Wade said, "You can use handsome..."

"Why can't you talk to Charlie for a while?" She interrupted Wade, "Actually, don't you know it very well? I don't like so many insignificant conversations."

"——Hey, sweetheart," Wade's voice became low and hoarse, "don't do this, you'll make me sad."

"..." Dolores paused, she didn't know what to say, as if saying something was wrong - this is not the first time, is it?It's strange, maybe because both people have the same experience of being tortured by Francis, and people are always easy to rely on each other in the face of the same bad situation... It's like the so-called "comrade in arms".

And that feeling prevented Dolores from continuing to speak her mind.No matter how stupid she is, she should understand that Wade is not feeling well at this moment.

But always have something to say.

Dolores paused: "...although I know it's a little out of place," her tone was a little dry, "but you said that Charlie shared his experience with us yesterday... I must say, it should be Not something that happened yesterday."

Wade didn't speak, he suddenly fell silent.

It was a silence that was completely opposite to his previous chatter and cheerfulness.

"…I honestly don't know how long ago it was, because I passed out several times and fell asleep several times during this period-time may have really passed, or it may have just passed in my imagination Now, there is no clock in this ghost place, and the lights will always look like that..." Dolores didn't know what she was talking about, and she was a little at a loss to organize her words, because she felt that it was a bit weird but it happened. The fact that Wade, who has always been playing tricks and talking yellow accents, is really depressed this time.

She didn't know what Francis did to Wade, but she was a little rare, a little sad for Wade.If even a guy like him can't bear it, it means it's really a painful experience.

"—Anyway," said Dolores in a nonsensical conclusion, "Charlie definitely didn't share his experience yesterday."

There was silence.

Dolores felt weirdly embarrassed.In fact, maybe she should comfort Wade, maybe she can tell the other party some reasons to comfort herself, for example, "There is no big thing except life and death, just live." Or simply joke along with Wade, "Anyway, you are the protagonist. It will come out."

"...Francis put me in a vacuum can," Wade said slowly, "smother me—keep me alive—and then suffocate me...it's like playing with an apple, throw it up, catch it , throw it up, catch it... and that's it, it goes round and round."

"..."

"They made my mutated cells heal by themselves. Sounds great, right? The high pressure stimulates the potential, and I won't die from cancer anymore... I guessed this a long time ago—didn't I tell you guys?" ? Brother is the protagonist, I can’t die…” Wade’s voice was very calm, “I’m just rotten like an ordinary apple, that’s all.”

"……rot?"

"Rottish from the inside out." Wade said, "Do you know what I want to say now? FUCKYOU!! ]!!!!!! I really wasn’t my own!!! Drawing such a [beep——] What do you make readers think?!! Fuck your [beep——] Marvel! The broken company will end sooner or later!! !!"

He took a breath, as if he had calmed down: "Did I say before that I would tear Francis apart?"

"...you know his name is Francis?" Dolores realized suddenly.

"That's not the point!" Wade yelled angrily, "The point is, I said before that I'm going to cut him into pieces and then [beep--], then [beep--], and then dance on his corpse! Pee! [Beep——]!"

Then he paused: "Now I won't do it. It's gross, and I know I have a lot of underage readers, and it's not very kind to them shaping the worldview. I've decided, I'll let Francis have nothing to say." For example, cut his head in half directly - this sounds a bit cruel, how about just smashing his head with a hammer? Then cremate him - this is more environmentally friendly, and finally use his ashes and flour to make Make pancakes—feed to the dog...forget it, the dog is so cute, why not feed it to the editorial department...reward the editor who arranged this bizarre experience for me."

"...What the hell did he do to you?"

"...nothing." Wade avoided the subject, "maybe it's because I'm so handsome...everything is because I'm so handsome...I'm hurt and a little bit angry...well I admit the anger is overwhelming most."

"Poor Wade." Francis came from not far away, with a sincere sneer on his face, "Haven't you told Dolores—is it because of poor pride? Thanks to me Letting it out and resting will give you plenty of time to confess all this to your little girlfriend..."

"Little girlfriend?" Dolores frowned. "What nonsense are you—"

"Since Wade doesn't dare to tell you in person, then I have to let me do it myself." Francis interrupted Dolores with a half-smile, "You know, Dolores, there will always be some problems during the experiment. Small, small mistakes... Sometimes these small mistakes are innocuous, and sometimes they will bring some irresistible troubles-apparently our Wade has encountered such a little trouble..."

"F! Ron! Cee! S!"

"Wow--" Francis pulled open the curtain between Dolores and Wade, with a nasty smile on her face, Dolores subconsciously looked over, she saw Wade suddenly wanted to turn his face away, but His whole body was firmly fixed, and he could only grit his teeth and look at the ceiling——

That face... that can no longer be called human skin.

Dolores saw Wade take a deep breath and close his eyes, as if enduring something.

"So?" Dolores frowned, "What's the little trouble? The cancer cells in Wade's body will soon die? But I'm not an X-ray, so what can I see?"

"..."

"..."

"...Is your eyesight bad?" Francis said, "Or did the previous experiment make you blind?"

"...What do you want to say?" Dolores said blankly.

"Can't you see that face that looks like it's been splashed with acid?!"

Dolores was silent for a while, then took a closer look: "Oh. I see, his pores are a bit big...then what?"

Wade: "..."

Francis closed the curtain angrily: "It seems that you really have deep affection for Wade!"

"...?? What? Wait a minute," Dolores felt bewildered, "with deep affection? How can you tell—"

"Anyway, Wade is ruined." Francis said coldly, "Next, guess whose turn it is?"

"—I still don't understand why you think me and Wade are a couple..."

"It doesn't matter!!" Francis yelled, and took two steps on the spot, "Listen, Dolores—" He pressed his hands on both sides of Dolores' head, and the test bed made a "clank" There was a loud noise, "Not long ago, I suddenly had a wonderful idea——"

Startled by Francis' sudden onset, Dolores stared at Francis' slightly crazy face.

"Since you and Wade are so compatible, why don't you let the other party witness your most important moment?" He laughed, "For example, destroy Wade's self-esteem in front of you, and then—let him witness your destruction, Oh, I can't wait, this sounds like fun, doesn't it?"

"What are you going to do?" Dolores asked.

"—Since the small dose was given to you last time and it didn't work, why don't we try to increase the dose?"

"Are you crazy Francis!" Wade shouted from the side.

"Christine!" Francis turned his head and shouted, "Stop Wade's mouth!"

Christine was giving injections to other patients not far away. She walked over with her arms folded, her brows and eyes full of impatience, and she took a rag she pulled from nowhere and stuffed it into Wade's mouth.

Dolores didn't speak, and her face calmed down, just like when she first volunteered to join the project.

"Increase the dose..." Her voice was hoarse, "What will happen?"

"Oh, you know I can't bear to deceive you——" Francis put on rubber gloves, and slowly stroked Dolores's face. The cold touch was like a poisonous snake crawling slowly, and Dolores felt his skin slowly heal. There were tiny goosebumps in his eyes, and his eyes were full of scrutiny and tenderness, lingering coldly around Dolores, "You will suffer unbearable pain for ordinary people-the worst result is probably to die in pain during the experiment." Let's go to bed."

"...worst outcome?" Dolores murmured and repeated, as if thinking about it.Wade next to him was still struggling meaninglessly.However, she lost her previous concern—at this moment, she was attracted by the so-called [death], desperate and completely blind.

The moth above the head was still hitting the lampshade non-stop, making tiny noises.

The corners of Dolores' lips curled up in an almost joyful expression, almost the first smile of pure satisfaction since the shuddering agony.

"—No, believe me, this is the best result I could have ever dreamed of."

……

How does it feel after injecting 5 times the normal dose of medicine into the body?

Countless cells divide and countless cells die.

As if hot oil had been poured over his body, the tumbling magma flowed, burst, and rose again and again.

Every second is new life, every second is death.

——It hurts so much.

She could hardly breathe due to the pain, convulsed all over, and screamed loudly—as if all the cells in her body were struggling to escape the cage of her body, struggling, trying to tear the shell of her body and explode into ashes.Far more unbearable than the pain she had felt when she first came here-this moment Dolores finally understood why they had tied her mouth in place, because at this moment Dolores Reis actually had the urge to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

No matter how painful it was to bite her tongue, how could it overshadow the pain she felt at this moment?

She was in so much pain that she couldn't feel herself anymore.

She didn't know if she screamed or struggled, she couldn't hear, see, or feel.The flood suddenly overwhelmed her, and the pain swept through her body. Dolores felt a tightness in her chest. She was like a fish thrown on the beach, gasping for breath-but it was only in vain.

The eyes are blurred.

Heavy fall.

Then after an unknown period of time, it finally returned to calm.

Heavy calm.

Dolores' eyelids seemed to drop petals, and finally trembled silently.

……

Francis tapped on the table.Christine stood up straight and took one last look at the pale face.

--it's a pity.She thought a little regretfully.

"She's dead."

Francis' fingers paused: "Are you sure?"

"Without a doubt," said Christine.

Francis laughed: "...I failed, but I failed so happily for the first time—oh, she should really thank me, after all, I fulfilled her wish, didn't I?"

"That's right." Christine agreed.

Wade over there still fell into a long silence.

"Why don't we let our poor Wade express his opinion? Isn't he the favorite talker?" Francis licked his lips, "Christine."

She walked over without hesitation, and removed the rag from Wade's mouth.

Wade's eyes were already indifferent: "...Did I tell you that I hate this kind of drama where the heroine dies?!!!!!!!" He suddenly exploded, struggling angrily , staring at Christine in front of her and slammed into her.

"...You should thank me, Wade." Francis stood up and stopped Christine, who was clearly aroused and wanted to deal with her. "If Dolores was alive, do you think she would still be able to see her?" Is this ugly face of yours that makes people sick to look at?"

"You [beep—] don't understand—"

Francis blocked Wade's mouth again: "What do I need to know? All I know is that you will soon die with her." His face was full of schadenfreude, "The curtain is over It's time for you to take the stress test again, congratulations, Wade—”

"Where's Dolores?" Christine asked, "The last team that disposed of the corpses hasn't returned yet."

Francis glanced at the cold and silent hospital bed over there: "...Oh, I don't want to smell the smell of rotting corpses... I remember there is an abandoned warehouse behind?" The man lost interest, waved to call a few men, and pushed away Wade's hospital bed.

Only Christine took one last look at Dolores lying there about to be wheeled away.

Then he lowered his eyes and left completely.

The author has something to say: Jianjian didn't really like Duo Zong.

In fact, at the beginning, he was just habitually flirting with girls, which didn't make any sense. Later, he had a little affection for the heroine and developed a revolutionary friendship. Now that Duo Zong is dead, he is angry that something has hurt others...

Cheap is a very strange guy.In the comics, it is set that he "knows that he is a comic character, so he doesn't care about many things". After all, he knows that whatever he does is the plot of the comics, so he doesn't care about justice and evil [it's all fake after all]. Yixie, enjoy yourself in time, do whatever you want, which means "I'm happy as long as I am happy".

So I think his favorability is easy to gain in the early stage, but it is difficult to increase.

Oh, his affection for the heroine is not bad now.

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I am a very committed person.

I said that Duo Zong must die, and then you see, Duo Zong must die. [Tan Shou].

Well, well, it's over. The main character is dead. The whole show is over.

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...

I'm just kidding.

See you tomorrow.