Chapter 546 It Turns Out You Are My Despair

"Faster, faster!" The silver-gray elevator door slowly closed, and the line of sight narrowed. In the dark hospital corridor, the water-stained shoe prints also sped up, running towards the elevator.

Looking at the shoe prints appearing quickly on the clean ground, I involuntarily gritted my teeth and said, "Faster!"

Ten centimeters, five centimeters. When the two silver-gray elevator doors closed just three or four centimeters apart, my heart slowly fell back into my stomach.

Two centimeters, one centimeter!

"It's safe for now." Before I could fully exhale, the two elevator doors suddenly got stuck! There is only less than a centimeter between them. There is obviously nothing, but it seems like someone has inserted their fingers into them.

"Not good!" As soon as I had this thought, the elevator door was opened. I looked down and half a shoe print appeared in the elevator room!

"He's coming in!" As soon as this thought came to my mind, my neck was strangled by an invisible force, as if it was being strangled by someone with far greater strength than me. I couldn't scream, and my face was flushed. Red, his head is like a balloon about to burst.

"Help..." I was speechless, my eyes were bulging and my neck was deformed.

All this happened in a flash of lightning. Tie Ningxiang behind me didn't seem to notice anything unusual. The only one I could rely on was myself.

"Buddhist scriptures? Talismans? Gu insects? Ghost magic?" I have nothing on me now. I can't take out a piece of talisman paper, can't recite a Buddhist scripture, and can't summon a ghost: "What other trump cards do I have?"

People will always burst out with endless potential in desperate situations. As long as they have immortality in their hearts, miracles, big or small, will always happen.

The whites of my eyes occupied my eye sockets. Just when I was about to faint completely, the scene when I asked a god to come over me and draw a talisman with blood at the No. 3 Bridge Crematorium during the live broadcast of the hearse suddenly appeared in my mind.

The memory was vague, but between life and death, I had no choice. I dug my hand into the flesh of my chest, dipped my blood in it, and drew symbols in the air.

The strange blood characters condensed in the air and never dispersed. I don’t know if someone seemed to be helping me in the dark, or my body had memorized all the steps to draw the talisman.

The whole process went very smoothly. When the last drop of my heart's blood flowed into the bloody characters floating in the sky, the blood fox tattoo on my chest suddenly lit up, a roar resounded through the hospital, and then nine sky-reaching fox tails swept out!

"The mortal world is turbid with blood, and the nine tails open up the sky!"

The thing holding my neck was knocked away, and no new shoe prints appeared in the elevator.

"Let's go..." I haven't recovered from the surgery, and I have spent a lot of time imitating the blood fox to draw the talisman in the air. The moment the talisman is completed, I feel that my life and energy have been consumed by the talisman.

Even with Tie Ningxiang supporting me, I couldn't stand still. Most of my body was pressed against hers, and the blood from the wound stained her police uniform: "Senior sister, leave Jiangcheng. I can't come back." ."

I don’t know if there are underworld shows in other cities. Now I just want to leave quickly. The pursuit of the show has given me unprecedented pressure.

"Leave Jiangcheng? You are so seriously injured now that your life will be in danger if you don't receive treatment." Tie Ningxiang also knew that the matter was urgent, her voice was trembling, and she took out her mobile phone to call for help.

"I'm going to die if you don't leave! Go quickly! Don't inform anyone, just the two of us." Blood flowed out from the wound. Every time I breathed, I felt pain in my lungs like a knife, and my lips were soaked with blood. He gritted his teeth and still did not give up hope of escape.

"Just the two of us? Gao Jian? Who did you offend? Why don't you let me contact other policemen from the city bureau? One more person will be more powerful." Tie Ningxiang held the mobile phone, but did not make a call.

"No matter how many ordinary people come, it's useless. What wants to kill me is an absolutely terrifying existence. Its power is too huge. I struggled for a long time and still can't see clearly. It's like an endless night." I gasped. I was out of breath, and when I spoke, blood stuck in my throat. It was so painful.

"Then I'll call your friends. There are strange people among them who should be able to help you. Your current situation is really very dangerous."

"Friends?" The figures of Blind Liu, Mr. Gu and Ergou flashed through my mind, but at the same time I remembered Xia Chi's warning that there were people from the underworld hiding around me.

I shook my head with difficulty: "You can't contact them, you can't..."

The pain almost made me faint, but luckily I was supported by Tie Ningxiang in time. She supported me with almost all her strength, and I could feel the warmth from her body.

"Leave Jiangcheng. The only way to survive is to leave." I watched the numbers on the elevator representing floors getting smaller and smaller, and hope rose again in my heart. I would never be a prisoner of despair until the last moment!

Fifth floor, third floor, first floor...

When the floor number turned to one, the corners of my mouth twitched, my breathing became easier, and I even started planning the next escape route in my mind.

But then something horrified me happened. The elevator door did not open!

"How is that possible?" The elevator control interface was blocked by Tie Ningxiang with her body. I couldn't see it at all. I could only watch the number representing the floor slowly change from one to minus one or minus two!

The elevator door didn't open until the third underground floor.

"The third underground floor of the Central Hospital? I seem to have been here before. Isn't this a morgue?" The voice was intermittent, and I suddenly felt that thinking was meaningless.

"Yes, the morgue." Tie Ningxiang pushed me into the boundless darkness: "The sound insulation effect is very good."

I didn't turn around, and knelt down in the aisle outside the morgue like a zombie. The back of my head was suddenly pressed against cold metal, which felt like a gun barrel.

"I don't want to kill you, but I have no choice." Tie Ningxiang pulled up her hair, revealing the plum blossom mark on the back of her neck.

"Why you?"

"Why!"

I have never shouted like this before, blood spilled all over the floor, but the barrel of the gun on the back of my head did not move even half an inch.

I suddenly couldn't muster any desire to struggle. The feeling in my heart was very strange. It wasn't pain, anger, or resentment. I didn't know what kind of emotion it was. I just felt that the thing that had been supporting me was shattered.

Only then did I understand that true despair is not being chased by monsters and panicking with nowhere to escape; nor is it being terminally ill and waiting to die alone; nor is it burning one's body in flames, watching one's flesh and blood turn to ashes, and experiencing extreme physical pain.

The real despair was when I put all my hope in one person as my only belief, and suddenly looked back and saw her holding a police type 92 pistol pointed at my head.

I turned to look at Tie Ningxiang and the black muzzle of the gun. My eyes were dim, and I had a thousand words to say but couldn't utter a single one.

"Goodbye." The trigger was pulled, and the sound of gunfire echoed in the morgue.

I kept staring at the muzzle of the gun, watching the 5.8mm standard bullet shoot into the center of my eyebrows, rush into my mind, and tear all the memories into pieces.

"Bang!"

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The world in front of me exploded like a mirror. I suddenly opened my eyes, and what I saw was a charred, smelly room and a mirror shattered on the floor.

"That's wrong! Why am I still in a deep dream? Didn't I just sink into despair and give up resistance? Wasn't I already dead?!" He reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows. There were no traces of bullets, only one. Cold sweat: "That was a dream just now! It was a dream created by the Despair Street based on my memory! But it's not right? After sinking into despair, I should become like those charred mummies, losing self-awareness and being confused. Who was it at the last moment? saved me?"

I reached into my arms, and there were not many things that accompanied me in my dream, and I soon made a discovery.

Before I fell into the dream, the little man Yingzi drew for me had been broken into pieces. After roughly putting them together, it was found that there was a hole with a diameter of 5.8 mm on the top of the head!

"Did this villain Yingzi draw die for me?"

Being able to replace one's life in a dream, this thing must be extremely precious, but it's a pity that it can only be used once.

Getting up from the ground, my body returned to its peak state again. I lowered my head and glanced at the fragments of mirrors on the floor. I clenched my fists. Everything in the dream was engraved in my mind.

"So this is what I'm most afraid of? It's truly a neighborhood of despair." I smiled lightly, with endless killing intent flying in my eyes: "In order to prevent everything in your dream from becoming a reality, Chen Jiuge, you must die today! "