Chapter 340 (1/2)
No matter what famous doctor, expert or drug treatment can cure him.
Sick mood makes him hate light, noise and the world!
But he hated the world, but he was ridiculously born in the world.
The pursuit of goals again and again, failure again and again!
Men are like all young people with impulsive diseases and bursting negative energy. They deeply hate everything! Disgust, hate!
In this way, when he stepped on the old stairs to the basement, the violent aesthetic posters pasted on the walls and the barbed wire hooks everywhere showed a dark heart derived from men's disgust.
The basement is wet, but the light is much brighter than the candles upstairs.
The old yellow light bulb shook and swayed overhead, and a woman's trembling and hoarse cry could be heard in the air.
”Wuwu... Wuwu... Wuwu...”
”... Wuwu... Wuwu...”
”Woo...”
The cry is long and short, but the volume... Is long.
Weeping people, as far as possible, drag their voice longer and louder with the last breath. They hope someone will save them and save them from this cold and bloody basement!
The outside world is bright. At this moment, they yearn for the light they miss day and night!
”Help, help me...”
”Is there anyone, help me...”
”Help me...”