Chapter 1 The Engine

The motorcycle engine sputtered weakly, the black smoke spewing from the dilapidated tailpipe vanishing instantly into the rain and mist. Sanzi’s motorcycle was already a piece of junk that had been knocked over countless times, otherwise it wouldn't have been transferred to him for such a low, three-figure price. At this moment, the small road along the coast was incredibly muddy. Fang Senyan endured the violent jolts and pain, twisting the throttle to the max and gripping the handlebars tightly, trying his best to keep his body low. He listened to the creaking and groaning sounds emanating from the old motorcycle, and couldn't help but worry that the vehicle would fall apart into a pile of scrap metal in the next second.

Hearing the faint shouts penetrating the rain and mist from behind, a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of Fang Senyan's mouth. No matter how slow-witted Hua Shanfei was, he should have realized the bad news that his brother had been killed. He must be like an ant on a hot pot now, his situation definitely not much better than his own. The worst that could happen to him was death. Anyway, Uncle Da and Sanzi had already run away, but Hua Shanfei still had the burden of old and young family members. Once the violent and savage Black Ghost Dong learned of his son's death, he would inevitably need a channel to vent his anger, and Hua Shanfei and his family would be in equally precarious positions.

There were many pursuers behind, but Fang Senyan also knew the principle of not achieving one's goal. The guys chasing behind were relying on a single breath of energy to chase, and they would naturally lack stamina over time. After jolting for nearly ten minutes, the end of the muddy path was less than ten meters ahead, and the smooth cement pavement was within reach. Fang Senyan let out a long breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As long as he got onto the cement road, those thugs chasing on bicycles and on foot would be exhausted and unable to catch up. No matter how broken this motorcycle was, it could still outrun people, right?

But at this moment, the engine of the n-th hand motorcycle made a few sounds like an old man coughing, and then the sputtering engine sound stopped abruptly without warning. Fang Senyan's eyes widened, obviously feeling unbelievable at this dramatic ending. But the fact was the fact. When Fang Senyan's originally joyful mood plummeted in astonishment, the thugs behind, who had already given up hope, were overjoyed as if they had won the lottery, shouting and cursing as they rushed up.

Fang Senyan didn't feel annoyed, or rather, he didn't have time to be annoyed. He dropped the motorcycle and ran forward in large strides. In order to make the pursuers behind him cautious, he held the Type 54 pistol that had already run out of bullets in his hand.

When the few thugs struggling to pedal their bicycles caught up, Fang Senyan had already covered his stomach and staggered more than a hundred meters away on National Highway 703's cement road. Fresh blood dripped from the gaps between his fingers, forming a clear blood trail on the ground where he passed. His target was a relatively large construction site next to him.

That construction site was building a processing plant. Whether it was the office building or the production workshop, it was already in a semi-completed state, probably due to the typhoon that had stopped the exterior wall construction. The terrain there was complex, making it easy to hide, and more importantly, for Fang Senyan, there was a high possibility of finding a bicycle or motorcycle to use as transportation, so it naturally became his chosen target.

When Fang Senyan endured the severe pain and struggled to climb over the wall, three thugs frantically pedaling their bicycles had already chased to the bottom of the wall. They also clearly saw the bright red bloodstains left on the wall, and they cursed even more excitedly, obviously feeling that the 500,000 yuan bounty was within their grasp. Fang Senyan covered his abdomen, staggering and holding onto the wall as he walked, turning into a building that was being renovated. Although he was almost forced into a desperate situation at this time, Fang Senyan's eyes were still firm and fierce. He thought about it carefully, casually threw the Type 54 pistol that had run out of bullets on the ground, and then fled upstairs.

Before long, the three thugs under Hua Shanfei rushed up like rabid dogs. They quickly noticed the pistol that had been thrown away on the ground, and were overjoyed. For a while, they became even more unscrupulous and chased frantically upstairs. However, when they reached the second floor, they were a little worried, because from the staircase on the second floor, there was a long corridor, with at least twenty or thirty offices distributed along it, and they couldn't determine which floor Fang Senyan had reached. If the three of them went together to search the rooms on the second floor, then the staircase would lose surveillance, and if Fang Senyan was hiding on the third floor, he might find a gap to escape from the staircase. Therefore, the safest and most secure method was to separate one person to guard the staircase, and then the other two would search the rooms layer by layer in order, which would naturally be foolproof.

The key question was who would stay to guard the staircase!

Originally, this was an easy and safe job, but don't forget that Hua Shanfei had offered a bounty of 500,000 yuan for Fang Senyan! And this guy was not only seriously injured, but even lost his only defensive weapon, the pistol. Therefore, in the eyes of these three thugs, finding him was about as difficult as picking up 500,000 yuan on the ground! In this case, who would be willing to stay behind and miss out on this huge sum of money?

The three thugs looked at each other, and they were only able to take the lead because they were lucky enough to grab bicycles. If they delayed any longer, those guys who were running over with their arms swinging would catch up. If they hesitated any longer, then they wouldn't even get half a sip of soup, let alone eat meat! So the three of them exchanged glances and immediately shouted:

"Hong Zhong, you go to the fourth floor, I'll go to the third floor, Bing Zai, you go to the second floor! Are we afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight? Can't we even deal with such a half-dead bum? Everyone relies on their own luck. There are seven or eight brothers coming behind us, are you still afraid he'll slip through?"

So the three thugs naturally acted separately. As for Fang Senyan, his previous act of abandoning the pistol to deliberately show weakness was to set up this layout for this moment, to separate these three thugs who were blinded by profit, so that he could have a chance to escape!

And the place where Fang Senyan was hiding at this time was on the fourth floor that "Hong

Zhong" was about to go to!

This guy nicknamed Hong Zhong was a gambling addict. His advantage was that he dared to fight and was good at fighting. He was named because he loved to wear red elastic vests. Among these three people, he was the most greedy for the 500,000 yuan bounty, so he rushed to the fourth floor in a hurry. Who knew that as soon as he reached the fourth floor, he saw scattered spots of blood in front of him, which seemed to lead into a room on the left side of the corridor like a road sign. Hong Zhong immediately chased after him like a horny male dog!

The room obviously had not been plastered yet. The surrounding walls were exposed with rough red bricks, the ground was rough concrete, and a few unsightly wires protruded from the top. There was a faint smell of mortar in the air. The balcony at the far end of the room had not been installed with railings, and it could be vaguely seen that there were scattered safety nets waving in the wind.

Hong Zhong raised his head in confusion, because the spots of blood in front of him extended all the way to the balcony at the far end of the room. The balcony had not been fitted with safety railings, and the left side of the balcony was blocked by a wall that had been completed but not yet tiled, so he couldn't see all the conditions on the balcony. It looked as if Fang Senyan had fled here and knew that he could hardly escape, so he jumped off the building. But a mocking expression flashed in Hong Zhong's eyes. He had already determined that Fang Senyan would never commit suicide, and was most likely hiding on the balcony, fighting like a trapped beast!

So Hong Zhong slowly walked over, paused in front of the door leading to the balcony, and suddenly roared loudly. The steel pipe in his hand was aimed at the left side and he smashed it over. But his heart immediately felt cold, because the steel pipe slammed into the wall with a clang, causing his arm to ache from the rebound. All he could see was a shoe, and the dark shoe opening seemed to be mocking him with a wide-open mouth, causing his whole body to fall into an ice cellar.

At this time, Fang Senyan, with a pale face, covered his stomach and fell from behind Hong Zhong, with a hint of mockery and a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. At the same time as he fell, he raised his right foot and kicked Hong Zhong's butt hard! And this was the balcony, a fourth-floor balcony that had not yet been fitted with complete guardrails!

An incomparably shrill scream pierced the sky, and then stopped abruptly. Even though Hong Zhong was as strong as an ox, falling from this height would cripple him even if he didn't die. Fang Senyan used blood stains to set up the first maze, and then used the angle of view to set up the second suspicious formation.

He then jumped up, gritted his teeth and grabbed the wires and steel bars left above the balcony. After doing a pull-up, he supported himself on the wall next to him, and his whole body was completely flat against the top of the left side of the balcony. If Hong Zhong, this guy who was already blinded by money, could still see through his arrangement in this situation, then Fang Senyan would have nothing to say.

Everything around was empty and silent. Without a doubt, the first reaction of the two people searching downstairs after hearing the screams was to stick their heads out to check, and then rush to the fourth floor along the stairs. According to people's habitual psychology, they would not consider more things in such a hurry. Once they climbed the staircase and saw the bloodstains on the fourth-floor corridor, they would definitely follow the left side pointed by the bloodstains. This meant that their attention would be focused on the bloodstains and the direction they pointed to. Then Fang Senyan only needed to hide in time in the corridor on the right side, which was opposite to the direction pointed by the bloodstains, and he would naturally be able to cleverly miss this time difference and escape downstairs smoothly!

Logically speaking, this plan had a high probability of success, especially after Fang Senyan had successfully dodged the two thugs who were rushing over. But accidents always happened unexpectedly: after all, this building was in a semi-renovated state, and there were no handrails installed on the stairs. Fang Senyan had already lost too much blood, and he was nervous, so when he staggered and ran downstairs, he tripped over a floor tile placed next to him, lost his footing, and fell straight down. The floor tile rolled down the stairs with a clang and shattered with a bang! By the time Fang Senyan, who was dizzy, shook his head and struggled to climb up from the ground, the two thugs who had woken up were cursing and chasing to a place less than ten meters away.

"Damn it..." Fang Senyan swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and gritted his teeth. But he was a man of tenacious character, and he would never give up until the last moment. He gritted his teeth, covered the wound on his stomach, and staggered away. His eyes were seeing stars. He ran wildly, not caring about anything else. All he could see were the unrenovated steps. Of course, the two thugs would not give up. They roared and cursed as they chased closely, with a distance of only one floor between them and Fang Senyan.

The newly built concrete steps, still mottled with new red bricks faintly visible inside, looked in Fang Senyan's eyes like the steps of a cemetery that had been trampled by wandering souls for hundreds of years. A large amount of blood loss made him feel dizzy, and what supported him to continue running was the unyielding will that seemed to be deeply engraved in his bones! But the cruel thing was that the footsteps and curses behind him were obviously getting closer and closer.

"I don't want to be caught, how can I die here!" Fang Senyan shouted frantically in his heart. He didn't know if it was because of excessive exercise, but he only felt a rapid heat in a certain point in the center of his chest. If he wasn't in the middle of a desperate run, he really wanted to take off his clothes and take a good look.

Suddenly, Fang Senyan's whole body paused during the process of going downstairs. That feeling was very strange, like jumping from a three-meter-high platform into a swimming pool, but there was a layer of transparent tough membrane blocking the bottom of the swimming pool. But Fang Senyan clearly saw that there was nothing in front of him, but the cognition of "breaking through something" from the senses was very clear. But in just such a pause, the two thugs behind him, whose eyes were reddened by greed, had pounced frantically. One hugged Fang Senyan's shoulder, and the other grabbed his waist! The three of them tangled into a ball and rolled down.

There was another dizzying roll, and of course, the severe pain from the collision! During the rolling process

, Fang Senyan's brow bone was broken and his face was covered in blood, but he still didn't give up at this time. His eyes were hot and crazy. He pulled out the knife he was carrying with him, and never giving up was his constant belief! Even if he died today, he would pull another one down to accompany him!

Live to the fullest, die without regrets!

But Fang Senyan suddenly felt that something was wrong,

because everything around was too quiet. There was no panting, no cursing, and even the expected mad beating had not come! Only the feeling of being tightly bound on the shoulders and legs remained as before! He turned his head and was stunned.

It turned out that the two thugs were frozen in place, maintaining the action of hugging shoulders and waists, as if an abrupt and invisible layer of ice had frozen them instantly! So that the greedy and ecstatic expressions on their faces were preserved intact. Fang Senyan was trying to break free when a burning pain suddenly came from his chest! He couldn't help but groan, and pressed and rubbed the painful area tightly with his hands, trying to alleviate the indescribable feeling. Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly. When Fang Senyan's hand was released, he lowered his head unconsciously and looked, and suddenly found that there was a scarlet tattoo on his chest!

Senyan could hardly believe his eyes. He immediately tore off his originally tattered shirt. On the clear muscle contours, the blood-red tattoo was outlined with simple and clear lines, forming a symbol with completely unknown meaning, surprisingly clear, and its shape was mysterious and strange. Fang Senyan had experienced too many things this night, but this situation was too incredible.

Fang Senyan only felt a chill rushing up his spine. He turned his head in horror, but found that the place that should have been the stairs behind him was shrouded in a mass of darkness. He reached out and tried to touch it, but it was as if an invisible wall was blocking it there. He took a deep breath and looked down, and found that the stairs to the next floor had come to an end, and were shrouded in a layer of black clouds. The layer of black clouds kept rolling, and he didn't know how many thousands or tens of thousands of feet high it was, and it faintly showed a deep red color, with a captivating charm that made people's hearts flutter.

At this time, the tattoo on his chest shone brightly, just enough to bathe Fang Senyan's body in that light. Immediately afterwards, the appearances of the two thugs behind him began to change rapidly, aging. They were originally strong men in their twenties, but in just a few seconds, their hair turned white, their teeth fell out, they transitioned to old age, and then their flesh and blood were blown away like weathered, leaving only white bones. Finally, even the white bones turned to ashes and were completely blown away by the wind!

What kind of magic was this, that made flesh and blood disappear in an instant, and bones rot in a flash! Only time, only time!

Could it be that in this short moment, thousands of years had passed? And what was so magical about the red light on Fang Senyan's body that it could allow him to be safe and sound in the face of the power of time?

The black clouds in front of him were still rolling wildly, like a carnival that would never begin or end, interspersed with terrifying red lightning. Fang Senyan didn't know why, but a feeling of boiling blood suddenly surged in his heart, as if something was turning and surging in his soul, and it was even more related to his life in the dark.

He tore off his tattered shirt, and the bizarre red and hideous tattoo on his chest radiated light, forming an invisible shield to protect his body. Fang Senyan couldn't help but clench his fists and roar to the sky.

The cry spread out in all directions and echoed. The black clouds in front of him surged and rolled, and then scattered, revealing a huge arch that seemed to connect the heavens and the earth. The arch had a metallic texture and the color of flesh and blood, and it even had chaotic fangs and sharp teeth!

At this time, a mysterious voice sounded again in Fang Senyan's ear:

"This is the Nightmare Space! A magical and mysterious place!"

"This place can fulfill any wish in your heart, as long as you can complete enough tasks in the space and obtain enough merits!"

"If you regret it and are afraid, then turn back and leave. If you want to end the obsessions in your heart, then stand in front of the door!"

"Regret? Afraid?" Fang Senyan's thick black eyebrows, as sharp as knives, raised, and he laughed contemptuously, striding down the stairs to the front of the giant door without hesitation. He didn't know why, but there was an unspeakable feeling of joy in his heart, as if every cell was filled with excitement and ecstasy. But only when he got closer did he realize that there were many textures protruding from the giant door, which looked like a large number of swollen blood vessels, and also like carved patterns. From a distance, it had a metallic texture, but up close, it had the characteristics of flesh and blood.

Suddenly, Fang Senyan felt a sharp stinging pain in the center of his chest, and a huge suction force that could not be resisted came from the front of his body. Immediately afterwards, his whole person began to gradually lose consciousness...

"Host's physical condition: Spleen in a semi-ruptured state, excessive blood loss, 7 bruises on the body surface, approximately 40% of the normal optimal state, repairing...repair completed."

"A total of 6,399 people were sampled in this sampling, all contractors have been sampled, the next sampling time is after seventy-two hours! Nightmare World...open!"

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