"Be prepared!"

As they looked at Fang Xiuping's calm face, a wave of shock and disbelief swept through the crowd. Fang Xiuping's actions were too ruthless and unexpected, shattering their beliefs and norms.

Everyone wants to live, and when faced with a critical decision, they should make a choice. However, Fang Xiuping gave no room for negotiation or choice, and simply attacked someone.

Not only that, he even left a spare person behind, a behavior that completely subverted their expectations and beliefs.

As a result, they were now very wary of Fang Xiuping, afraid that he would leave behind another spare person.

But Fang Xiuping did not attack again, instead calmly saying, "The right path is a dead end. Those who want to survive can go left."

The group looked at Fang Xiuping skeptically, clearly no longer trusting him.

One of them asked, "If the left path is the way to live, why don't you go that way?"

"I'm waiting to feel up someone's thigh," Fang Xiuping replied.

Feel up someone's thigh?

The two people present, except for Zhao Hao, thought they must have misheard.

In that strange place, whose thigh was Fang Xiuping going to feel up? The strange woman's thigh?

At that moment, the sound of joints creaking could be heard, and the female doctor suddenly attacked from the ceiling, crawling on all fours with a cracking sound.

Her pale lips were still stained with bright red blood, dripping down.

"Ah!"

The two screamed in panic and turned to run, but were afraid that Fang Xiuping was tricking them, so they hesitated and only ran a short distance down the left corridor without going too deep.

In contrast, Fang Xiuping not only did not run, but also walked towards the female doctor.

Of course, he only stopped near Wang Ziteng.

Wang Ziteng saw Fang Xiuping coming over, his eyes filled with hatred and anger. He reached out, as if he was going to grab Fang Xiuping's pants and drag him down with him.

Bang!

Fang Xiuping stomped on Wang Ziteng's hand, holding it down with his foot.

"Ah! You! You!"

The intense pain drove Wang Ziteng into madness, and he almost lost all his reason, consumed by a raging fire of anger.

At this moment, Fang Xiu slowly lowered his head, and the shadow that fell covered his face. His expression changed suddenly and became ferocious, even mixed with a hint of madness. The insane grin spread across his face, revealing his white teeth, "Do you like my repayment?" "No no no!!" With Prince Teng's final scream, Fang Xiu's madness reached its peak. Swish! A silver light flashed, and Prince Teng's head was separated from his body, his eyes filled with extreme fear and deep-seated hatred, dying with his eyes open. "So this is the taste of revenge? It's truly intoxicating!" Fang Xiu's body trembled uncontrollably. This was his first taste of the fruit of revenge, and he couldn't help but feel excited. Prince Teng's warm blood splattered on his face, and with that warmth, Fang Xiu could feel the beating of his own heart. He couldn't help but fantasize about the day when his wife would die by his own hands, how wonderful that scene would be. Soon, Fang Xiu's expression slowly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. Then, he walked over to the female doctor and began to touch her thigh. The few people nearby were completely stunned. Even though they saw it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe that Fang Xiu was actually touching the woman's thigh. At this point, Fang Xiu turned to Zhao Hao and said, "Together?" Zhao Hao remembered what Fang Xiu had done in the storage room before. Although he didn't feel any emotion called touched, Fang Xiu still hoped to help him more. Because he felt that his emotions were missing, or that humanity was gradually disappearing, there was too much hatred and madness in his heart. He didn't reject this feeling, but at the same time, he didn't want to lose all the emotions that made him human. Zhao Hao hesitated in the face of Fang Xiu's invitation, simply because Fang Xiu's current appearance was too terrifying. His calm face was covered in blood, and the pale skin contrasted sharply with the deep red blood, giving a strange sense of beauty. The remains of Prince Teng's severed limbs lay at his feet, standing side by side with the eerie Fang Xiu, making it difficult to tell who was more eerie. After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Hao chose to trust Fang Xiu. He had few friends, or perhaps only Fang Xiu was his true friend. With an ordinary family background and an unremarkable appearance, he had always been a marginal figure at the sales office. Only Fang Xiu, who was an orphan, was willing to be friends with him. Over time, the two of them became good friends. Slowly, Zhao Hao walked over to Fang Xiu's side, and the two of them began to touch the woman's thigh together.

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As for the other two, they had already fled directly.

They weren't scared away by the strange phenomenon, but when Fang Xiu turned around, they were frightened away.

"Brother Xiu," Zhao Hao hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "Why did you suddenly attack Wang Ziteng and Wu Dahai?"

"This strange speed is far beyond human comparison, so in order to survive, we can only exchange time with human lives. Someone has to sacrifice. Given Wang Ziteng and Wu Dahai's status, who do you think would be chosen? Me, who has conflicts with them, or you, who has always been unpopular?"

Zhao Hao's face turned pale and he was about to speak, but Fang Xiu continued, "Do you feel a slight chill invading your body?"

Zhao Hao was stunned, then shook his head.

Fang Xiu's heart stirred, and he carefully felt it.

It wasn't an illusion!

There was really a strange coldness that transmitted from the female physician's thigh into his palm, and then flowed throughout his body.

Could this be the invasion of the strange power?

Why didn't he feel it when he touched her thigh before?

No, it's possible that he did feel it before, but it was too weak. Now it should be approaching some kind of critical point, so he suddenly felt strong.

If his speculation was correct, this was likely a precursor to lighting up his spiritual power!

Zhao Hao didn't feel it because he had not yet experienced true life and death, and his mentality was not up to standard.

They touched for a while longer, and Zhao Hao suggested, "Brother Xiu, it's almost time, let's go."

"Don't rush, there's still Wu Dahai. I feel like I'm about to light up my spiritual power."

"Really, Brother Xiu? That's great, we'll be saved! What does it feel like to light up your spiritual power? I can't feel anything."

"Although you have been in contact with the strange for a long time, your mentality is not up to standard and you have not truly experienced life and death, so you can't feel it."

Zhao Hao hesitated to ask, but really wanted to know, "We've been together all this time, when did you experience life and death?"

After saying that, Fang Xiu pulled Zhao Hao back, and after the female physician dismembered Wu Dahai, they continued to touch her thigh.

Wu Dahai was very fat, so it was not a problem for him to support them for five minutes.

Fang Xiu decided to touch for another two minutes and leave three minutes for escape time. If he still hadn't lit up his spiritual power after two minutes, they couldn't continue.

At this point, he closed his eyes and randomly stroked her thigh, carefully feeling it.