Chapter 80

"It's... beautiful eyes." Claire didn't even know where she had aroused Gray Hunn's interest.The boy's slender fingers were already touching her eyes.

That finger was extremely cold and had no temperature. It gently landed on Claire's eye socket, stroking gently, as if to appease Claire's anxiety.

There was obsession in his expression, and when they looked at each other, there was an illusory smile on that pale but handsome face, and Claire became erratic when he heard his voice: "Yes, that's the feeling, I understand it better than anyone else you……"

[I understand you better than anyone].

Gray Hurn's gaze was extremely certain, then he squatted down, and he hugged Claire.

The hug was so tight that Claire felt powerless, weak, and had to be held in Gray's arms, which was a terrible feeling.

After a long time, Gray Hunn finally let go of Claire. The young man looked at Claire with an expression of indescribable joy and warmth—then he tore off the tape wrapped around Claire's lips.

"You still remember me, right?" Gray asked, closing his eyes expectantly and vulnerablely: "Yes, I know you still remember me."

"You are the person who understands me best in this world. We are destined to have a relationship, which has been destined since 6 years ago."

"You're strong. I know, I've been watching you."

He said: "Look behind me, I did what you didn't do, are you happy~"

Claire's gaze quickly swept across Gray's back, as if half-harmed by something shocking, she quickly lowered her gaze.She knew that she should remain calm, deal with Gray in a calm and calm manner, and look for flaws and vitality in their conversations... But it was obviously too difficult.

All Claire could do was to keep her fear from being too obvious, but obviously, even for such a "little thing", she didn't behave well.

Claire couldn't even break Gray Hunn's self-righteousness with words... Yes, she would not provoke him.

She even smiled: "...I am very happy..."

And when she said this, Claire would not know that her face was pale and her expression was stiff, and the smile on the corners of her lips that she tried to raise was not even beautiful, it was not natural at all.And the flames burning in those gray eyes made her words seem especially insincere.It is the obsession to survive, the obsession to all the meager hopes in a desperate situation.

Gray Hunn looked into such eyes, he knew she would bring him trouble, he had better break Claire's hands, smash her knees, let her just lie on the soft bed and watch his torment for those sinners , Doing so is the safest and safest way.

He felt ready to move because of this evil, cold thought, but before speaking, the teenager coughed deeply, almost hysterically.He even arched his body to resist the itching of his throat.

Immediately, Gray Hurn dispelled those extreme thoughts in the eased discomfort of his body.

With complicated emotions, he touched Claire's face with eyes of incomprehensible joy and despair, and then pushed her into the wheelchair: "I'll take you to see those who committed crimes. "

It was such a nightmare anyway.

Claire wished she could wake up from such a dream.As soon as I opened my eyes, I went back to that little bed that couldn't be called comfortable.

However, reality reminded her that this was not a dream.

There was a stench coming from the tip of the nose. Around the 13 people who were sewn into centipedes in series, on the ground where they moved and crawled, there were countless feces sticking to their bodies and on the ground.They were crushed to the ground by their knees and stuck to their bodies.

These young men and women in their 30s are all naked and kneeling on the ground in the most unbearable posture. Some of them even have certain influence on the Internet, but how would their fans think, Here, it is just an insignificant bug limb, it is gone or broken, just replace it.

Yes, they didn't think of it.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely shocking (disgusting).Claire could barely maintain her expression.She heard Gray Hurn's enthusiastic commentary:

He asked: "Remember him?" Claire followed Gray's finger to look at the man in the third position.He looked to be about 3 years old, and the top of his sparse hair was even more dirty due to oil stains. Those hairs crawled on the top of his head like crawlers that had sucked water, and the face buried in the hips of the predecessor made Claire unable to see clearly.

Her eyes quickly flicked over the other's bloated naked body, and the bruises all over the back of the spine indicated that the other party had also suffered other abuses.

However, there was no sympathy in Gray's voice, in fact, his voice was extremely brisk: "What a ****, although it is extremely disgusting to make a living person into a centipede, but a person who can survive eating shit is the same for me. Monster~LOL”

"Although I think it's a good thing to be alive, but, please, eat shit? It's really terrible. Is it interesting to live like this?"

"OK, you can disagree with me whatever you want, but I know you bastards are actually pretty much what I think, the difference is that I said what you didn't say. Stop being so hypocritical bastards"

"I didn't expect to sleep and wake up a lot of **** scolding me, hehe, if you don't blindly get the number of likes, you will know how many people I have spoken. Let me say it again, ****, those who eat shit It's sad and lamentable, but I heard that the case of the human centipede will be used as a film material. I believe that many people will watch your pitiful gestures on the big screen in 360 degrees. Of course, there will be professional I hope you don’t bring back any... memories? LOL, enjoy the last good time, and you will find that there are worse things than eating shit in the future!”

Claire saw the man tremble, but Gray's voice stopped.

Shadows fell in his eyes staring at the front, and his blond hair also dimmed. He said: "These are his irresponsible and self-righteous speeches on the Internet. After the news of his filming of the case appeared, the first Rosie was found the next morning in the family bathtub, having committed suicide."

Gray turned his head sideways, his smiling face made Claire feel like crying.

He said: "Rosie, the third limb of the centipede, was 22 years old. She worked so hard to survive, but died in despair about the future."

Claire was speechless.She wanted to say something, but after experiencing all of that herself, she could only close her eyes to prevent herself from recalling the past that she kept her door closed.

Little did Claire know, however, that if she opened her eyes, she would be able to see Gray Hurn's blank eyes.

This young man, after making a series of revenge plans, finally made everything go smoothly according to his own thinking, but after countless people died, he found that he did not feel the joy of liberation.He wanted to kill them all, everyone who had insulted himself and mentally damaged anyone else who should have survived.

And he did.

With his slender, bony fingers, he smashed their ankles and wrists, and sewed them together.Reappear his nightmare once again.

The difference is that he is no longer the lamb at the mercy of others in the nightmare, with a knife in his hand, he has become the one who dominates the game.However... that didn't make the nightmare go away.

He would still go back to that dark room again and again in his dreams, and repeat to himself what he had done to other people in reality.

He was not freed, and he never had a chance to escape.

Everything he has done has long been inconsistent with his original intention. Gray Hurn just has no way out, he must, and has no choice but to continue with everything he has done.

And Claire, he needs Claire.

The woman in the wheelchair had her eyes closed, her eyelashes were trembling, her lips were tightly pressed, and there was even sweat on her forehead.She looked so weak and helpless that Gray Hurn almost wanted to wrap her in his arms.

How strange.He had observed her for so long, but it was almost the first time he saw her with such a soft expression. Claire couldn't hide his sympathy and pain after feeling understanding for Glenn.Also, he couldn't hide his hatred and sympathy for the trembling man crawling on the ground.

She is so conflicted.

Also really cute.

Gray thought with a blank expression, and then swung the belt that he had grasped in his hand at some time to the person on the ground. "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!" The sound kept ringing, echoing in the isolated warehouse, the man moaned/groaned in pain, he wanted to escape, but the broken ankle made him run not far.He wanted to fall down, but the lips that were fixed in sync with his predecessors were pulling at the soft flesh with every movement of his, bringing out pain like tearing.He could only cry out sobbing and begging for mercy, but was finally crushed by Gray's cruel abuse.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Gray stopped what he was doing.

He wasn't overtly pleased with the blow of pure anger; in fact, he looked even paler.Sweat soaked his forehead hair within a few minutes of movement, making Glenn look like the one who had been abused, looking embarrassed and weak.

Gran coughed a few times and slowly straightened his body.

Clare saw him push himself towards the next person;

He smiles: "Maybe, I should tell you what other people did six years ago, hoping to dispel your needless sympathy for these people."

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