Apocalypse Cockroach

Brother Yun was vigilant, his right hand reached between his waists, and the dagger had not yet been pulled out:

“You're tired...”

Brother Yun looked like a switched off switch, his eyes were weak, he stood in place silly, his body slightly swayed, and his mouth said with the man:

“Yeah, I'm tired, I'm always tired...”

“If you're so tired, why don't you rest? You're not tired when you're rested! ”

The man continued to speak with a low voice, his eyes staring at Yun's eyes without blinking, with a strange light.

“I want to rest. I always want to rest. I want to rest...”

Brother Yun spoke on his mouth, his body slowly softened and seemed to lie on the ground.

“Rest, sleep, never wake up, never...”

The man's words were irresistible orders. He lay down on the ground obediently, closing his eyes. When ‘Never wake up' reached his ear, he seemed to have lost his life and his breath became slightly untraceable.

Watching his chest no longer creep, as if the wooden Yun brother, the man put a slight pride on the corner of his mouth, leaning over his shoulder and turning away along the foot of the garbage mountain.

“Tinker Bell..." A wave of metal banging sounded continuously, and the man paused, turning back and looking, his eyes began to shine a strange light again.

It's a metal canister that rolls off the trash hill, falls on the ground, there's no one around it, there's all kinds of trash in the trash hill, there's only no food, so nobody ever shows up here.

The man was suspicious, carrying Brother Yun like carrying a veil, walking and watching, not letting go of any suspicious places, and his eyes swept over the garbage mountain.

Rubbish mountains are filled with abandoned refrigerators, dusty air conditioners, shredded screens of TVs, some motorcycles, electric cars, and steel rings to remove tires.

The man's eyes flashed through these things slowly, eventually landing on the garbage hill, a piece of discarded clothing on top, wrinkled in a bunch of garbage piles, black fabric, with the image of a man smoking, is the boiling rhinoceros of the past.

With his eyes retracted, the man left with Brother Yun. When the man died, the portrait of Brother Rhinoceros moved. The clothes were worn on the person. The figure slowly spread out and a tall figure stood on the garbage hill.

As can be seen from the raised chest of the forehead, this is a woman, like a flower cat on her face, unable to see her face, her hair forming countless little braids, her eyes clear, staring in the direction of the man's departure, turning away in the next second, holding several small bags, containing some electronic elements.

The man walked carefully behind the house of such a building, and finally he parked in front of a cabin that looked nothing like the one surrounding him. The opening of the other cabin was in one direction, the most lively direction of the gathering place, while the cabin was in the opposite direction.

There was a somewhat rusty chain lock hanging from the wooden cabin, and you could see the dark inside through the gap of the wooden board. The man took out the key and opened the lock, pulled open the wooden door, and flashed into the house in the 'squeak' sound, “Touch..." The wooden door was shut again violently.

The darkness returned to the cabin, and the abyss-like darkness had no effect on the man. He entered the cabin with Brother Yun and a candle of great value was lit in the gathering place.

Orange yellow candlelight illuminates the room, a statue like a real person is shown in the room, there are men and women, overall there are more men than women, every statue is naked, every detail on the body is slim, whether the skin is shiny or textured so naturally.

Each figure sits in this position, or sits or stands, looking at the center of the house, the pupils in the eyes flashing the reflection of candlelight, luminous, seemingly alive for a moment.

All the statues have a characteristic. The man is a handsome man. He is a handsome man who made girls admire him before the end of his life. The woman is beautiful and tall. If she walks in the street before the end of her life, the turnaround must be amazing.

The figure here also has a characteristic, the posture of men is almost the same, the expression is the same, one or two is okay, one row of men one look, it looks rigid.

Women are different, every one of them is smiling and in different positions, and they show off some of the most tempting parts. At first glance, a fire rushes into the brain, and the pants fly the flag naturally.

The man threw Brother Yun on a long wooden table in the house, turning around to see the female figure smiling at him, the man's breathing heavily followed, walking to the female figure closest to him, admiring her face, chest, belly, and plump, long thighs.

Then the man slowly touched the figure with one hand, the figure was hard on his body, he didn't care, the other hand trembled rapidly in the crotch, half a smile, the man took a long breath, revealed a satisfying look, leaned over the figure beauty lip kissed, turned to look at Yun brother on the wooden table.

The man began to work, he blocked the hair of his right face from behind his brain, revealed half his right face completely different from his left face, red forest, muscular bonds, no skin of his face and orbit, his right ear was gone, only deep entrances in the ear, eyes filled with blood silk raised high, shady eyeballs swam around the eyeballs, scattered cold light.

Li Ghostly man looked at Brother Yun on the wooden table and showed deep hatred. He hated any living beauty and hated any handsome man.

His name was Wang Rui. When he was a child, he destroyed half his face due to an accident. His appearance frightened his mother and threw him in the park. Wherever he went, he was disgusted. The street children disgusted him. The aunt of the orphanage disgusted him, walked out of society, and the woman disgusted him.

Unexpectedly, he found a job as a statue keeper, and with his talent, he slowly learned from himself. Eventually, he became a statuette master, obsessed with statues, and for him, statues were all he had.

Countless days and nights, he was crafting a figure, and eventually he became the top figure, facing the applause and prestige of the people, he didn't care, he only cared about his figure, and the figure was all he had.

He's a man, he's a man, he's a man, he's a woman, he's got a cold heart for all the living beauties, he wants to make the perfect figure himself, make it his own woman.

He failed, nothing in the world was perfect, countless failures made him desperate, he even thought about death, and by chance, he saw a movie about wax, Terror Wax Museum, which resonated with him, and he admired the villains inside.

The first piece was a model he kidnapped on the street, and he was not interested in the model itself, even though she was stripped naked on the tool bench, and when the model became his work, he fell in love with her and turned into a model of a figure.

With the first, there was the second, until someone noticed, started investigating him, became very sensitive to strangers, found someone around him, took the opportunity of academic communication to WH, prepared to group with others abroad, not yet done, virus erupted.

In the gathering place, the statue artist's identity was worthless, because of his appearance, no one was willing to accept him, and when he evolved, the gathering place frequently disappeared for different reasons, some of which came into his hands and became his work.

Sleeping Brother Yun woke up, was awakened by pain, while he opened his eyes, his body ache made him scream, the howling sound reached the mouth can no longer be vomited out, his mouth was blocked.

The hot wax juice was called on him, burning his whole skin, under the clear wax juice, his skin turned into a charcoal-like color, Yun's eyes drummed high at the next moment, to a pair of goldfish's large eyes, his skin held in purple, his twisted face stirred in a clump, sweat condensed on his face.

Heavy breath in the nose, low painful snort sprayed outside with breath, low nasal sounds, with a heartbreaking lung pain.

Hot wax juice keeps pouring on him, belly, chest, throat and neck until his...

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