"Ah, such a pity at such a young age..." "Who would have thought he'd be a murderer..." The people in the stands whispered to each other, watching the young man bound to the bed.
"I heard he offended Mr. Wang and killed one of Mayor Zhang's trusted aides." A voice in the corner spoke in a low tone.
"Well, he won't survive this!" Another voice responded excitedly. "I heard Mr. Wang prepared something special for him."
"Of course, otherwise why would so many people come to witness this euthanasia execution? They're all influential figures in City A, ha-ha. But if he can find peace in this euthanasia, I'd be surprised..."
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I want revenge!" The young man shouted madly, veins popping on his grotesque face. The spectators below erupted into a commotion, some looking gloomy, some angry, and others gleefully amused. The executioner beside him stuffed a rubber ball into his mouth, reducing him to muffled struggles.
"This kid still wants revenge, but his whole family is dead, and now it's his turn. Revenge for what? Just an ordinary citizen, ha-ha." A pale-faced, chubby man in the audience sinisterly chuckled to the person next to him.
"That's right, that's right, cough cough. Mr. Wang, why did you personally come? Is Mayor Zhang not here?" A thin, sweaty man next to him forced a smile as he asked.
"Mayor Zhang had a meeting, I just came to have a look. Look at this kid, just like his parents, stubborn to the end. It's only natural for him to die," Mr. Wang paused, disgust filling his face as he looked at the thin man. "Hey, Lao Sun, aren't you sick? Why are you constantly coughing?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wang. Just a minor cold, just a minor cold," Lao Sun immediately covered his mouth with his hand and turned his face away.
"I want revenge, I don't want to die!" Li Lang screamed in his heart. If only he had already killed his enemy, but instead, he had taken the life of an impersonator. He couldn't accept it! His parents were forced to death by that despicable boss and corrupt official, using false pretexts to confiscate their assets. He vowed to avenge them with his own hands and bring solace to their departed souls. Unwilling! His frail body writhed, but the steel restraints on the dark metal bed held him tightly, like a fish struggling in a net.
He was once an ordinary college student, but one day he received the devastating news that his parents had been buried alive in a collapsed building. And the masterminds behind it all were Mr. Wang and Mayor Zhang! They seized his family's company for their own interests, and when his parents refused to comply, they schemed to eliminate them under the pretext of a construction accident. Li Lang, upon learning the truth, endured for a month and finally found an opportunity to assassinate Mayor Zhang and Mr. Wang, only to be used as a pawn and ended up killing a few lackeys!
What followed was predictable: being captured by the police, sentenced, and now facing his final fate, euthanasia! The Red Star Republic had yet to abolish the death penalty, and now it was his turn.
Using the corner of his eye, he glanced at the thick needle inserted into his body and the three vials of medication, each as thick as a child's arm, not far away. Li Lang couldn't help but feel a deep sense of despair emanating from within. A desperate cry escaped his belly, death drawing nearer and nearer.
There were no tears, only a maddening anger and overwhelming fury. Corrupt officials! Unscrupulous businessmen! If there is an afterlife, I will make sure you suffer a wretched fate! Damn heavens, I'll pierce you through! Show you the justice of the people! Those hypocritical beasts below must be putting on a show, but I couldn't care less!
In a desperate mix of fear and raging excitement, Li Lang exerted all his strength, struggling as if he were a fish on a chopping board. His convulsions instilled both despair and a chilling thrill in the onlookers, eagerly awaiting his demise.
The executing physician glanced sympathetically at Li Lang, thinking to himself, "This kid must have offended the wrong people. They've replaced the drugs with the latest H-type putrefaction toxin, a stimulant, and a neurotoxin. They want to slowly torture him to death. The putrefaction toxin will rot his organs within a short time, while the stimulant keeps him conscious. And the neurotoxin will drive him insane. What kind of torment is this!"
"Kid, don't blame me. It's your own misfortune for offending the wrong people," the doctor muttered inwardly, checking the time—May 4th, 110th year—before pressing the injection button.
Instantly, a cold liquid flowed into Li Lang's body through his left arm, quickly spreading with the rush of his bloodstream. Surprisingly, his spirits lifted, and his emotions stabilized. This was the effect of the stimulant!
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With a newfound calmness, Li Lang observed the slow infusion of the medication. He was enveloped in a growing fear of death, a fear akin to an abyss without end, inexorably pulling him down.
"I don't want to die. I want to live... No..." his throat emitted a hoarse, barely audible sound. Tears finally welled up in the corners of the young man's eyes, trickling down his pale cheeks, just as slowly as the progress of the medication.
"Beep." Another synthesized electronic sound echoed, indicating the completion of the first vial's injection. According to the procedure, Li Lang should have slipped into unconsciousness, but his nerves felt clearer than ever. His senses were heightened to their peak, and he stared blankly at his surroundings, unsure why he hadn't felt the approach of death.
Among the informed spectators in the stands, particularly Mr. Wang, a cruel smile emerged. The real show was about to begin.
The second vial of medication began to be injected.
"Ah!" A piercing, heart-wrenching pain surged through his left arm and spread throughout his body. He felt as if his entire body was on fire, and the excruciating pain from his organs being cut felt like countless tiny saws tearing through him. It was beyond pain—it was inhumane torture! Most people would have passed out from such agony, but due to the stimulant he had been injected with, Li Lang not only remained conscious but also experienced the pain magnified a hundredfold!
His mouth had already cracked, his jaw nearly dislocated, and his eyes were bulging out of their sockets. Blood tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes, resembling a malevolent spirit from hell. The intense pain contorted his body unnaturally into an arch, and his blood vessels swelled several times their normal size, appearing like snakes on the surface of his skin, as if ready to slither out at any moment! The more timid spectators in the stands had already covered their eyes, peeking through their fingers.
"Good, good, excellent! It's really exciting!" Mr. Wang's face was filled with excitement, as if he had encountered a delicious meal. The corners of his mouth curled upward in a hook-like manner, expressing his extreme delight. Beside him, Mr. Sun's complexion grew even paler, and his eyes stared blankly ahead. If someone were to touch him, they would feel that his body temperature was unexpectedly high!
The injection of the second vial of medication finally came to an end, and Li Lang's mind went completely blank. He had bitten off a small piece of his tongue, and the rubber ball in his mouth had been pushed out. His body remained tightly strained, emitting a growling sound like that of a wild beast. His pupils also appeared unfocused, indicating that he wouldn't last much longer. However, it seemed he could endure until the final vial of medication.
The final vial of medication began its injection, and Li Lang's severely congested and swollen brain suddenly filled with gruesome images. He saw his parents kneeling on the ground, subjected to the mercy of others. Those people tortured his parents with various tools, causing them to scream in agony.
"Ah... Ah..." These gruesome images caused his motionless body to struggle once again.
"Hehe, this stimulant is quite something. He hasn't died yet, even after witnessing the most maddening scenes," Mr. Wang chuckled as he watched Li Lang's continuous struggle. He turned his head and said with disgust, "Sun, you alright there? Don't die here because of a cold."
Sun, who had been staring straight ahead without moving, slowly turned his head upon hearing the voice beside him. His pupils dilated unexpectedly!
Just as Mr. Wang was about to say something, Sun suddenly lunged forward and sank his teeth into Mr. Wang's neck, tearing off a large chunk of flesh that clung to the artery!
At that moment, screams erupted from the audience area, and seven or eight people abruptly stood up and began attacking those beside them!
The spectators panicked and fled in all directions, while these mutated "people" relentlessly pursued them from behind. However, Sun, unaware of what was happening, carried on biting into Mr. Wang's body for a moment before charging straight towards the execution platform. He even shattered the highly tempered glass with a single headbutt. The executioners inside, unaware of the chaos outside, quickly opened the back door and escaped.
With nothing left to bite, Sun turned his attention to Li Lang, who was still bound to the execution platform. He immediately sank his teeth into Li Lang's neck, seemingly intending to take a few bites of this fresh meal.
Meanwhile, the final dose of the neurotoxin was nearly injected!
In Li Lang's mental world, everything was consumed by maddening illusions that fueled his anger. He was furious at the evildoers, furious at his own weakness, furious at the injustices of the world, furious at death! Yet, the excruciating pain throughout his body gradually receded, and his senses were fading away. When all sensation was lost, it would mark his moment of death.
His eyes had already lost all sight, but just then, he suddenly felt a cool sensation on his neck, as if something was being released. The pain in his body seemed to return, but his consciousness remained hazy. Although the scenes were no longer present, his anger and desire to survive grew even stronger.
"I want to live, I want to live, live..." Unconscious sounds emanated from his throat, resembling a cacophony from hell. At this point, only a few mutated "people" remained in the execution chamber, feasting on the corpses. Since biting into Li Lang's neck earlier, Sun had been eerily motionless.
It turned out that due to the stimulation of Li Lang's blood vessels caused by the medication, his blood surged out like a fountain. Although Sun was no longer human, he couldn't resist such a delectable feast and continued to drink blood!
"To live!" As the pain gradually subsided, Li Lang's consciousness slowly regained clarity. With a surge of unknown strength, he suddenly let out a loud roar and then collapsed on the bed like a burst sack. His pupils slowly dilated...
Meanwhile, as Sun satisfied his thirst for blood, preparing to indulge himself, he suddenly emitted a pitiful, beast-like howl. His body rapidly dissolved, melting away like a candle into a pool of sludge!