Doomsday Sanctuary

"Don't pretend to be dead, ask you something?"

Li Sheng on one side was angry in his eyes, stepped forward, kicked on the edge of the bed, and shouted angrily.

"what!"

Wang Dequan on the bed was finally stopped by this shot, talking to himself and turning his head to look at everyone. He seemed to have seen the killing of his father and the enemy, and suddenly let out a scream, and he sat up from the bed.

"I want to kill you, kill you..."

Wang Dequan turned his head to look at Di Ping and his group. His eyes were blood red, full of blood like a beast. He let out a roar and raised his two severed arms to pounce on everyone from the bed.

But losing his arm, he took a lot of effort, but his body couldn't get up, so he screamed frantically. Due to excessive bleeding, his body was weak and his breathing became short after a while.

Li Sheng stepped over to the bed, and slammed a Yanling knife in his hand against Wang Dequan's chest, pressing it back on the bed, and Wang Dequan let out a muffled snort.

A bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Originally, the abdomen was severely injured. The struggling wound cracked, but Li Sheng's smash made the injury worse. The blood quickly poured out along the old wound, and the gauze was red.

But Wang Dequan still didn't stop, he was crazy, he didn't care about his injuries, let alone Li Sheng's sharp long knife pressed against his chest, he was just struggling desperately.

Li Sheng could no longer suppress Wang Dequan who was in madness. If it were really a knife, killing Wang Dequan would be easy, but it couldn't.

Three combat members from outside the door rushed in to help Li Sheng to hold down Wang Dequan who was crazy.

Wang Dequan gasped and roared, with blood in his eyes, staring at Di Ping with hatred, as if he wanted to be a beast.

"This guy may be really crazy!"

Cheng Chao watched Wang Dequan sighed while watching Wang Dequan, who was breathlessly pressed on the bed.

"He seems to know me?"

Di Ping frowned slightly at Wang Dequan, who was staring at him with hatred.

"He resents you too deeply, he will go crazy when he sees you!"

Ning Nan who had been standing next to Di Ping suddenly whispered.

"Oh!"

Di Ping stroked his nose in embarrassment.

In my mind, it seemed that his killing of Wang Tianhao was too stimulating to Wang Dequan. Even if he was crazy, he still remembered him and wanted to avenge him.

"Do you think he is really crazy?"

Di Ping looked at Wang Dequan, who had been languishing on the bed and gasping for breath, and asked Ning Nan and Cheng Chao in a low voice.

"It should be true. I checked it carefully. His pupils are divergent, his pulse is messy, and his brain fluctuates abnormally. It doesn't look like a normal person should have symptoms!"

Ning Nan nodded and said softly.

"Looking at him like this, it does seem crazy. This pain is not something ordinary people can bear!"

Cheng Chao looked at the red blood on the gauze at Wang Dequan's broken arm, and the corners of his mouth twitched, holding back the throbbing heart and shaking his head.

Di Ping also saw all this. The craziness and loss in Wang Dequan’s blood-red eyes was really not like a normal person, and just now, he would struggle, his wounds cracked, and blood surged, but he seemed to feel nothing. It's a pretense, then he admires this person too much, being cruel to the enemy and even more cruel to himself.

However, Wang Dequan had key information about ghosts in the base. He didn't speak, and went there to get the information.

This is how to do?

Di Ping's brows were frowned, and he was dead in front of him. There was no solution at all. It seemed that he had to break through from elsewhere.

Suddenly, his thoughts turned and he remembered Wang Xuming, who was in custody before. He didn't know if he could get some information from here, so he looked at Li Sheng who was still pressing Wang Dequan and asked.

"Li Sheng, how is the situation of Wang Xuming's trial?"