Gentle sleep advisor

"A malicious incident has occurred at our city hospital, a patient has taken medical staff hostage, and is now in a standoff with the police..."
Yang Xiao turned off the TV, and the next second, a call came through, "Son, release the doctor now. There are police all around; you can't escape!"
As if to prove the woman's words, the police sirens outside grew louder one after another, and there was also movement in the hallway.
"It's fake, all fake. This is the Nightmare World. Otherwise, why would your call still come through after I cut the phone line?" Yang Xiao glared at the fallen phone line, his face twisted ferociously.

Nightmare Apostle

Seeing someone slander Yang Xiao like this, Tong Han manipulated her braided hair to release countless strands of wet hair, encircling Cen Fengyang's corpse in the blink of an eye, intending to dismember him in anger.


"Don't do this!" Yang Xiao interjected, silently gazing at Cen Fengyang, whose eyes were wide open even in death. His expression was hard to read—whether cold or compassionate. "Though his demeanor was poor, in the face of life and death, he was still a man. He's already dead; let's not make things harder for him."


"Don't take his words to heart. He's just a mad dog who wants to disgust you even in death," Tong Han's voice was hoarse.


"It doesn't matter. I know what kind of person I am. Not a good one," Yang Xiao took it lightly. In this world, being a pure-hearted good person is useless. As Cen Fengyang said, from the day they became Angel Envoys, they were no longer people but ghosts—ghosts who would be eaten if they didn't eat others.


Chapter 742: Extermination