Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss

[The breath of death permeated the entire country.

There was no one on the street, and a cold wind blew a piece of broken newspaper onto the dilapidated wall.

The newspapers vaguely recorded a series of shocking cases:

"The devil in the dream! Who is he?!"

"The bizarre death in the dream, is it a heart attack or a devil?"

Not far away, there are still some old news that has not been removed on the billboards of the tall buildings.

"The Holy Sect ranks first in the world's most influential list!"

Below this piece of news written in big red letters is another news announcement that seems to be closely related.

"So far the death toll has reached 500,000. The newly appointed leader, the Pope of the Holy Sect, expressed his opinion!"

The camera turned back to the street.

Behind the dirty shop windows, a black and white TV with snowflakes was playing news.

The host with a messy hair and deep dark circles said with fear on his face: "People, don't sleep! He will enter your dream!"

"The Global Alliance has united all major religions to hold a grand festival! The devil will eventually perish!"

Sizzle-the TV made an overwhelmed sound and was on the verge of scrapping.

"Second... we... stab! Planet Clay... the biggest crisis..."

After a while, white smoke appeared on the TV and the screen went completely black.

The gorgeous Karina was wearing a capable combat uniform standing on the deserted street with a walkie talkie in her hand.

She glanced at the TV, and then at the lonely scene on the street, her ruddy lips trembled: "Morris, you should stop..."

Why did all this happen?

——From "Nightmare" Ⅱ

"Ahhhh-"

"Help!!!"

"Don't-ohhh!!!"

Zhou Yu just pushed open the door of the half-covered villa, before he stepped in, he felt dizzy.

The sudden scream impacted his eardrums, causing him to frown with some discomfort.

He was pretty sure that there were no such sounds when he was outside the door just now.

Such a sharp scream-if there had been just now, he couldn't have heard it.

But now, when he just walked into the villa, he seemed to have stepped into a different space, feeling the screams of fear everywhere.

Even more bizarre is that he can't even see a single figure in front of him.

Entering the inside of the villa, Zhou Yu looked up and observed this suddenly quiet and strange villa.

A luxurious and elegant crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, and a spiral staircase of three floors stands aside, with a classic beauty.

The furniture in the hall is exquisite, including coffee tables, sofas, and TV sets.

The exquisite carpet is laid on the floor, soft and silky, with the texture of silk. Its area is so large that it covers half of the hall. The exquisite and gorgeous embroidery makes Zhou Yu a little bit unwilling to step on it. There is a kind of ruined art. The sense of taste.

Thinking about this, Zhou Yu moved his ankle, which had no longer been painful since just now, and was a little unsure of what happened to him.

His injury healed suddenly, without warning, as if he had never sprained.

Stabbed...

The bloody scene of the stump and broken arm flashed in front of Zhou Yu, and disappeared in an instant.

"Just now..."

Zhou Yu quickly stopped and looked again at the place where the picture had flashed.

However, there is only a piece of ordinary carpet embroidery.

Is he dazzled?

Zhou Yu walked to the center of the hall and looked up.

The ceiling above the hall is carved with extremely ornate reliefs.

Those are some reliefs about Samael's fall from heaven to hell-no, no, what these reliefs describe has many conflicts with the book about the origin of mythology.

Zhou Yu saw from the relief that Samael began to descend into the world to benefit mankind after being expelled by the God of Light-instead of falling into hell and becoming the lord of hell.

The statue of Sameer on the relief is much more abstract and uglier than his painting.

Only the sickle symbolizing death and the pair of wings behind him that were burned to black by the flame remained unchanged.

As he kept looking up at the relief, Zhou Yu felt that his head was even more dizzy, and even the scenery in front of him had a double image.

"Ahhh-monster!"

Who?Who is screaming?

boom--

Zhou Yu felt like his ears were stuffed with cotton, and all the voices became very false and unreal.

Frowning, Zhou Yu blinked his grandmother's green eyes and looked at the relief above his head again.

Intuition told him that there was a problem with this relief.

But it was strange that he didn't feel any sense of danger... on the contrary, a little relieved?

At this time, the statue of Sameer seemed to look down with a pity on his face, facing his line of sight.

Zhou Yu, who stared at Samael in a daze, didn't realize that there was a faint blue flash in his eyes that had returned to normal.

He could only see that the world in front of him was beginning to shatter like a mirror.

Crackling--

The sound of fragmentation came one after another, and Zhou Yu finally saw the bloody scenes he had just vaguely seen.

In the middle of the hall was a corpse trampled to blood.

The ground next to the corpse is full of shards of crystal lamps. If you step on it carelessly, you will definitely end up in a bloody end-but watching the extremely unevenly distributed fragments and the pool of blood formed nearby, Zhou Yu can also Guessed something.

It looks like there are many people who have stepped on it even if they risked the pain of the soles of their feet pierced by fragments.

The original fine carpet has been stained red with blood, and there are stumps and pieces of meat everywhere.

A suit thrown in the hall was torn into rags, with blood stains that were difficult to hide.

A handbag used by a lady was poured near the coffee table, bulging inside, revealing only the thick blond hair outside.

Zhou Yu, who didn't want to know what was inside, looked away.

He blinked his grandmother's green eyes, showing a clear look.

Here is the dreamland.

Zhou Yu knew that Morris seemed to have some superpower to manipulate other people’s dreams, but he really didn’t expect such a real dream...

Because it was a dream state, his injured leg and forehead were restored to their original state, and even the original body full of strength was restored to its original weakness-well, this still made him a little uncomfortable.

But, fortunately... Morris didn't realize that dream that day...

Zhou Yu remembered the dream of a snowball fight a few days ago, his cheeks suddenly flushed a little, and then faded quickly.

His pale, thin fingers curled up, unable to tell how he felt.

That dream was an insult to Morris...

If Morris knew it, he would punish me for nightmares!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu put away his entanglement and walked slowly to the side of the stairs.

The brawny man who kidnapped him has not been resolved yet, but now he suddenly fell into a dream, the situation is actually very bad.

If you wake up from a dream and find that your body has been divided by the strong man, it is simply a tragedy!

As a result, Zhou Yu, eager to wake up from his dream, tried several ways to wake up, but all ended in failure.

Whether it was pinching himself or closing his eyes and shouting loudly, he couldn't wake him from this dream.

Helpless, Zhou Yu can only find other ways.

The black-haired and green-eyed teenager stood in place and looked at the layout around him. After analyzing for a while, he finally looked at the blood-stained staircase beside him.

The stairs were full of unknown biological flesh and blood-Zhou Yu was still a high school student, and he couldn't tell who was the owner of these fragmented flesh and blood.

He could only step on the first flight of stairs blankly.

It doesn't feel good to step on those blood and meat pieces, so Zhou Yu speeds up and wants to reach the second floor quickly to find Morris.

I don’t know why, he had a very reassuring feeling from the moment he entered this dream. In fact, if he hadn’t had something called reason urging him in his mind, he wouldn’t even want to leave this dream. Up.

It's as if this is a very safe place for him.

Although this inexplicable feeling sounds unreliable, he has a very clear perception, that is, Morris is here.

And Morris, without a doubt, is the person he trusts most in this world.

He was sure—as long as he found Morris, he could wake up from here.

Walking quickly to the second floor, Zhou Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was because he knew that this was just a dream. He who had never killed anyone was unexpectedly not afraid of these bloody scenes. He just felt a little sick and didn't want to touch too much.

In fact, this is also an old problem.

He used to be like this. Once he had physical contact with others, even if there was nothing on the surface, he would feel nauseous in his heart.

Only Morris is an exception.

He has never resisted Morris' approach, even some expectation...

What a pervert.

Tugging at the corner of his mouth, Zhou Yu glanced at the flesh and blood fragments on the soles of his feet, and his expression returned to indifference.

"do not move!"

A familiar heavy laser gun was aimed at his head.

Zhou Yu blankly looked at the red-haired girl walking out of the front room.

It's a coincidence that I saw this strange gun for the second time in a row-exactly the same as the one in the hands of the strong man.

The red-haired girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows together, and said coldly: "You idiot, it's in the second round. I don't even know how to hide! You dare to shout!"

"Come in with me, if you want to survive, it's better not to make any more noises!"

Milo looked at the little white face in front of him, whose face was as pale as paper, with disgust in his eyes.

Sure enough, these useless small-world natives are more than a waste, which makes people want to destroy them all!

Such a stupid creature living in this world is simply tarnishing the name "human".

The black-haired and green-eyed teenager raised his hands and signaled that he was harmless. The beautiful emerald green eyes were extremely clear.

Although Zhou Yu was not afraid of their attacks in this dream, the pictures flashed before him when he saw the girl made him decide-do what they said first.

Milo pushed the black-haired boy into the room, then closed the door again, and placed a new spell on it to cover up the breath of everyone in the room.

"Captain, the task is complete."

Milo put away the heavy laser gun in his hand, and showed a sweet smile at the white-haired man sitting on the sofa.

The white-haired man, Al, nodded, and said gently: "Very well, thanks for your hard work Milo."

"Why, as long as it's the captain's order, Milo absolutely obeys~ hee hee!" Milo stroked his red hair, smiling lightly.

Al looked at the black-haired teenager standing on the side, with a smile on his face: "Hello, you look familiar."

Yesterday, when the mission was handed out to Warren, he had seen this pale face-cannon fodder supporting actor Zhou Yu.

So, judging from the current situation, Valen, who was going to do the task, was afraid that it would be more unfortunate.

Zhou Yu moved his eyes that were somewhat rigid because he wanted to digest those images, and looked at the white-haired man not far away.

This is a guest room for entertaining guests. Although the sparrow is small and well-equipped with all kinds of furniture.

There was a dimly lit night light in the room, and the curtains were also lowered, showing no light.

Zhou Yu could only see two calm men sitting nearby, and four figures not far away—the red-haired girl was among them.

The space of this room cannot be said to be large, and because of this, it seems extremely crowded and strange when so many people are crowded.

The reason why they would rather squeeze here than go out must have something to do with the terrible conditions outside.

No, maybe it should be said-it is related to Morris.

As the images in Zhou Yu's mind continued to emerge, he also got more information about Morris.

Those pictures are almost like a movie, describing every revenge of Morris-but he feels that Morris in these pictures is not the real Morris.

The real Morris does not like to kill, and will not kill.

What's more, many people who died inside are still alive.

As a friend of Morris, he could tell-these images were not so much about Morris's experience, as they were telling him about Morris' possibility.

However, Morris is very kind, so kind that he will even help everyone who is in trouble, even if he has insulted him.

So, this is just a possibility.

Al frowned, looking at this Zhou Yu who was very inconsistent with the image in the original plot, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

This Zhou Yu is not as timid as in the original plot, nor has such a gloomy appearance.

So, will his experience remain the same as in the plot?