Players Please Get In the Car

  Chapter 788 The Painting of Death

There were only two players left in Jiang Jiang's villa. She was not there, and these two players disappeared from the public area as if they were invisible. There was no living person in the huge villa, which made me a little uneasy at first. Bian Yongyi gradually became bolder, and found that no one was looking after him, so he slowly started to move around in the villa.

Apart from her paintings, the most valuable paintings in Jiang Jiang's villa are other people's paintings. These paintings are sent by other people to please her or exchange benefits. Almost every wall of the villa is hung with them. The owner of the villa seems to have I don't care much about these expensive paintings, even the kitchen is decorated with two small ones.

   "You're really rich." Bian Yongyi clicked his tongue, stroked the limited edition toy models placed on the cabinet, and then sneaked upstairs.

  He didn't use the sound-absorbing props, but just walked lightly—afraid that others would not be able to tell if they found out.

  But when he walked upstairs slowly and no bodyguard appeared, he boldly opened the room on the second floor to Jiang Jiang's studio.

   All the paintings in the studio were covered with white cloth. Bian Yongyi thought it was Jiang Jiang's finished painting, so he tore open one of them casually.

But I didn't expect that these were not the warm and healing paintings he saw on the Internet at all. The tone of the picture was gray and dark, which made people feel uncomfortable at first glance, and the content of the painting was definitely not healing: a man's corpse was separated on the drawing paper, His tattered body fell to the ground, with blood dripping all over his head, and his head was being bitten by a strange beast, and the blood was dripping to the ground... and behind the beast, there were a lot of hands and feet stretching out into the air, which seemed to have formed A mountain of corpses.

  Bian Yongyi only glanced at it and quickly covered it with the cloth, muttering "everyone has a dark side" before going to the next one.

   This one is not as horrifying as the previous one, it just depicts the death of a person, who is half leaning in front of a richly decorated pillar, putting his hands in front of his belly to make a heart shape.

Bian Yongyi immediately recognized the person in the painting. Although he didn't know the person and couldn't remember his face, the posture of death was so special that no one would forget it - this person belonged to Jiang Jiang. The bodyguard died in an exhibition a month ago. He did this action not to show love to anyone, but to use his characteristics.

   "I didn't expect the famous Jiang Jiang to have such a special hobby."

Then he looked at several paintings, all of which were scenes of someone's death. Halfway through the painting, he even saw what he had only seen today. It was none other than those people including Song Xu. The bodyguard who left with Jiang Jiang and Xu Huo.

  The way they died was miserable, as if they had been torn apart by a large beast, and they all died in a gallery-like place.

  "The painter's imagination..." Bian Yongyi continued to look back, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, because there was a tragic death scene of two players left in the villa.

He is also a player who has entered the dungeon, and he knows what it looks like when a person dies. There has never been a super-large beast in District 009, but these paintings by Jiang Jiang are too realistic, and it is really unacceptable that this is just a product of imagination. .

   "There won't be any problem?" Bian Yongyi felt uneasy, but he continued to look at it. He wanted to see if there was Xu Huo in the painting, but he didn't expect Xu Huo to find it, but found his own!

Looking at the painting of death that he hung on a purple garden fence, he subconsciously pushed the painting out, but when he came back to his senses, he felt that the place in the painting looked familiar, so he turned his head and looked out the window, only to find that the painting was The scene in the movie turned out to be the garden of this villa!

"It's impossible!" Bian Yongyi slammed the door and ran downstairs without hesitation: he would rather be caught and beaten or pushed into the toilet than take the risk of dying in the In the villa!

  However, when he walked through the garden, he still couldn't help looking at the wormhole flowers. The purple and red flowers seemed to have magical powers at this time, and the details were magnified everywhere, attracting people's attention.

  Bian Yongyi forced himself to turn his head, ran to the gate of the villa, used props to look out, and opened the door quietly half a minute later.

  However, just as he stepped out with his front foot, he was caught by a short-haired young man on his back foot. He slipped and jumped forward several meters in a posture that was absolutely impossible for normal people before falling to the ground.

  Bian Yongyi subconsciously covered his head, but the grumpy young man didn't approach him, but grinned grimly, "I just want to try my new prop with you."

After finishing speaking, Bian Yongyi flew into the air automatically. After flying more than ten meters, he was caught up by a young man with an inch head who also flew into the air. Seeing the opponent's fist, he immediately closed his eyes, but he did not expect that the opponent wanted to kill him this time. , A long needle protruded from the cleft of his fist with the heavy blow.

Bian Yongyi died without any suspense, and was kicked out by the inch-headed youth. By coincidence, he landed on the wormhole lace fence. The iron fence pierced his abdomen. Lightly, the fence failed to fall down, so he just hung on the fence like this, blood dripping down the iron fence on the ground—exactly the same as the painting depicting his death scene in the studio.

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  Xu Huo turned around and looked at Jiang Jiang, "Do you still remember Dr. Shang?"

   Jiang Jiang lowered his eyes and smiled, "Do you know my past?"

   "After all, you are so famous, it is not difficult to find these materials." Xu Huo said: "When you were still in the orphanage, he gave you psychological counseling."

  Jiang Jiang shook his head, "I don't know Dr. Shang, but I do know one named Shang, Shang Shuming. He was also famous in the past, but he is dead."

"Really?" Xu Huo said: "I don't think he's dead, at least he can still choose suitable children from the orphanage to train, but it's hard to say whether he has been successfully trained. The other child who was adopted abroad with you A boy and adoptive parents are dead."

   "What does this mean?" Jiang Jiang asked back.

   "The standard for judging whether the cultivation is successful is to see if you can kill your parents and relatives." Xu Huo smiled, "Do you think you meet this standard?"

  Jiang Jiang looked at him strangely, "Whoever advocates is to provide evidence, why did you come to ask me instead?"

   "Because I want to know one thing, Dr. Shang, is it really Shang Shuming?" Xu Huo restrained his smile and said seriously, "This is very important to me."

Jiang Jiang shook his head, unable to help and said: "It's a pity that I can't help you, at least I don't remember Dr. Shang, and Mr. Shang who often came to the orphanage when I was young has died long ago. Good people don't live long, like mine. Adoptive parents, the bad things they have done in their life are limited to cursing others in their hearts with guilt, and they both died of illness."

   "If Mr. Shang is still alive, then he must not be a good person."

   "In this world, only bad people can survive."

  (end of this chapter)