All Worlds Madhouse

There was a "squeaking" friction sound between bones and metal, and a bloody hand grasped the handle of the fire ax and pulled it out of a guard's chest.

Within sight, there were bloodstains all over the ground, most of which were mixed with dust and became muddy. It is hard to imagine how powerful Hannibal's brainwashing ability is. Almost everyone in this prison has become His spiritual puppet, Ziliang even believes that Hannibal can not only brainwash people who have come into contact with him, but can also indirectly suggest the behavior of people around him through people who have been brainwashed. Otherwise, it will also It is impossible to turn this prison into what it is in just half a year.

Well, now it is no longer appropriate to say that this place is a prison, because this place has already become a hive established by Hannibal, and he is just quietly sitting on his throne, waiting for the inheritance of the queen bee.

Of course, Ziliang was not surprised that this was the case. After all, Hannibal Lecter was a B-level sin fragment.

"Heart Eater". Well, a very appropriate evaluation.

A man wearing a caregiver's uniform got up from the ground. One of his legs had been broken by a baseball bat and was bent at a strange angle. It was dripping with blood, but the man still held on and took it out from nowhere. The scalpel rushed towards Zi Liang crazily.

With a "cang" sound, the man was thrown forward in mid-air and was slapped to the ground by Harry Quinn. The nails on the baseball bat were deeply inserted into the back of his head. When he pulled them out, they burst out. Blockbusters get blood.

"You're welcome." Quinn blew a kiss at Ziliang, then hit another person's head with a baseball bat.

As for Old Joey, this guy is big, fierce-looking, and his yelling is the most disturbing, so he naturally attracts all the firepower. And in direct proportion to the firepower, Joey also showed An extremely simple and crude way of fighting.

There are only three steps to his fight.

First: Find a place with many people and rush in.

Second: Grab the unlucky guy closest to you.

Third: Use the rusty butcher knife in your hand and chop it directly into the neck.

He didn't know how many times he had done these steps. Anyway, in the crowd, only Old Joey was seen repeating this set of actions monotonously against all the attacks around him, dragging him over and chopping them one by one, just like doing it on an assembly line. Like living workers, the efficiency is much higher than that of Ziliang and Quinn. And his body was already covered with stab wounds and bruises from being poked by electric batons. Fortunately, this prison was mainly for medical treatment. Otherwise, like in Arkham Asylum, every guard would be equipped with a gun. It is estimated that Old Joey's fighting method has been shot to pieces long ago.

But those people who had been brainwashed were not afraid at all and still pounced on Old Joey without fear of death. Let me say here that people under the influence of Hannibal are not like people in certain planes who were infected by some virus and turned into zombies. They still have their own thinking and judgment. In addition to being shielded from fear, Apart from the feeling of pain and the thought of "I'm going to hack you to death", most of them were pretty much the same as usual. To give a more vivid example, they are like a group of religious lunatics who are fanatical and desperate for their lives.

Therefore, even with Old Joey's chopping speed, he was unable to clean them up. Instead, because he was trapped in the crowd, his whole body was scarred and bleeding.

This chaotic battle was still going on, and in the heavy prison area behind the crowd, Will gradually woke up from his coma.

"Uh" He groaned in pain, with chaotic shouts ringing in his ears, making it impossible for him to figure out what was happening. He had no choice but to stand up along the bulletproof glass with difficulty.

Suddenly, he froze on the spot because he saw that the cell was empty. Hannibal was gone!

His mind was buzzing and he was completely confused. Of course he knew what it meant that Hannibal was missing at this time. Countless terrifying ideas immediately appeared in his mind.

However, just when he was shocked.

"Are you awake?" A deep voice came from behind him.

Will turned around suddenly, and then he saw Hannibal sitting quietly on the chair behind him, looking at him with his hands clasped together.

"How did you get out?" Will said in great surprise.

Hannibal smiled: "Come out? Haha, I didn't 'come out'. Because I have never been locked up."

Will looked in disbelief. Although he didn't fully understand the whole story, he immediately figured out some things.

"As expected, it's you. There is no new ogre at all. The guy who feeds on people has always been you!" he shouted.

Hannibal raised his head slightly and looked at Will gracefully: "Really, you have always thought so. But you are right, the ogre has always been me, but you are not entirely right, because The new ogre does exist."

Will looked into Hannibal's eyes. Under the darkness separated by the brow bone, there was an abyss. Just staring for a moment was enough to sink deep into it.

Will felt like he was being dragged in, everything was spinning, and gradually fell into darkness.

When he came back to his senses, the dim corridor was gone, and the cold atmosphere around him was gone. Instead, there was a familiar feeling, warmth, laziness, and a faint scent of pine.

Only then did Will realize that he was sitting in his own home. After all, except for people like himself who rarely go out of the house, who would still live in the old house left by their ancestors in this era, using This kind of time-consuming and laborious fireplace.

But no matter what, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and from time to time there was the sound of cracking wood.

In front of Will is a dining table, which is the old table at his home. But at this moment, the dining table is covered with a piece of fine cloth, and all kinds of exquisite tableware and wine glasses are placed on it with great care. Next to it is a brocade napkin with small roses as bright red as blood drops embroidered on the corners.

Will shook his head. He clearly remembered that he should be talking to Hannibal in the "Baltimore Prison".

However, he was very familiar with this sudden dizziness, because he had often experienced this kind of confusion in time and space, which made him unable to tell which side was illusion and which side was reality.

At this moment, he seemed to notice that there was a faint sound of chewing right opposite him.

So Will slowly raised his head.

He saw a fat man

The skull above his eyebrows has long since disappeared, leaving only the shocking white and red exposed.

And that person was looking full of enjoyment at this moment, putting a piece of unknown meat into his mouth.