In the east of the city, deep inside the "Red Star Machinery Factory" that has long been abandoned by the times.
The air was filled with rust, old oil, and a thicker, thicker smell of fresh blood.
The huge abandoned machine tools cast a ferocious and twisted shadow, like a dormant steel behemoth.
In the central area, a temporary strong light was set up, slamming down the pale beam of light, becoming the only dazzling focus in this chaotic darkness.
In the center of the light beam, there is a heavy metal console covered with dust, and a human figure is imprisoned on it.
That was Zhang Qiang, the star coach of Xicheng's "Ultimate Strength" gym, who was famous for his iron will and muscular muscles.
At this moment, his bronze skin, which once symbolized the vitality of life, showed a strange waxy white and deathly gray color under the strong light.
His eyes were wide open and his pupils were dilated, condensing the indescribable horror and despair at the last moment of his life, emptyly reflecting the towering dome covered with cobwebs, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he had too many things to tell the observer.
What's really creepy is the hollowness of the torso.
A huge, almost perfect rectangular opening was opened from the chest cavity to the abdominal cavity.
The skin and flesh on the edge were rolled up, and the incision was smooth beyond imagination, as if it had been cut with the most precise measurement and the coldest cutting.
The internal organs inside - heart, liver, kidneys... All organs that symbolize the core of life and contain "masculine" power have been completely and cleanly removed.
Leaving behind a shocking, bloody empty shell, like a hollowed-out sacrifice.
