Seeing that the Red Eyes Club accepted the newcomer and prepared to start the next guidance, Xiao Xiao also left alone. Today's Black Gate City is indeed moving towards normality in all aspects. It is obvious that these people are still there, and they are even more numerous than when he just woke up. The time is still a little less, and the average strength is also a little worse, but inexplicably, it starts to give people a feeling of safety.
Perhaps order and rules themselves are things that can make people feel at ease?
Xiao Xiao thought about all this, but there was always a lingering depression in his heart.
He could see the efforts of Mr. Ye and Yang Jia, and the changes they had brought about.
However, I always feel that whether it is the cleanup and order that Mr. Ye has brought to Heimen City, or the hope that Yang Jia has worked tirelessly to give the strangers in Heimen City, they all seem to be based on a "foreign land" and "a foreign land". "Return" basis.
But can we really go back?
At a time when all the forces in Black Gate City were getting busy, he, the nominal president, had nothing to do.
Xiao Xiao also knew in his heart that perhaps what he should do most at this time was to go to the old president's small building to understand everything he had studied, and even prepare to inherit and implement his Noah plan.
But when I think about what Uncle Chen told me at that time, my pressure doubles.
After telling himself the truth that it was Lu Yin, that is, the secret compass that guided him into the small building, Uncle Chen also inherited his identity as the guardian of the old president's legacy and told the old president's greatest desire and pursuit. Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao didn't even tell Yang Jia about these contents.
But he can't make a decision now whether he should inherit these things because the responsibility is too great.
Maybe I am no longer a newcomer.
However, he still felt that his understanding of the world was too little to be so cruel.
so……
...Forget it, let’s go back to the office and play Minesweeper first!
Before finding his father and figuring out what happened to him, perhaps the only thing that has real meaning is to get more points and strengthen himself and those few special items as much as possible.
But what’s confusing is that points are spent quickly enough, but where do you find them when you use them?
The money earned from ordinary aberration events is really too little...
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What Xiao Xiao didn't know was that when he returned to the office with the mentality of being disdainful of small money, at this time, on the western edge of Heimen City, on the deserted streets, a strange mist quietly filled the air. , flooding the flagstone path.
In the fog, the light of the street lamps also turned pale.
The sounds of residents watching TV, arguing, and doing some private things in the houses on both sides quietly faded away.
Only the homeless man on the roadside quietly shrank his neck and covered himself with a cardboard box.
Deep in the mist, a figure gradually appeared.
He walked forward easily, with a hint of emotion on his face. When he got closer and closer, his figure emerged from the mist, and he could see that he was a thin man with a look on his face. , full of stickers, all white strips of paper.
A pair of dark eyes were looming under the white paper floating in the wind.
It looks mysterious and has a strange temperament.
When his body was completely out of the fog, he had arrived at the end of the street. Looking up, the huge and deep scenery of the entire Black Gate City came into his eyes. His eyes under the note, He also seemed to be getting a little excited.
But without saying a word, he slowly squatted down and looked down at the ground.
He was muttering quietly, as if he was talking to someone.
This strange sight and the unsettling atmosphere alarmed the homeless people on the roadside.
He originally just took a sneak peek, but when he saw the man squatting not far away and not getting up for a long time, the panic and uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, so he finally plucked up the courage and asked in a low voice: " What are you looking at there?"
"I'm looking at this city..."
The other party's attitude was surprisingly friendly, and he smiled and said: "I want to ask this city something, but he refuses to tell me."
"Shouldn't you ask someone to ask something?"
The homeless man didn't quite understand: "Why are you mumbling to the ground?"
"Because, this city is actually alive."
The man with his face plastered with notes smiled and replied: "We are actually living in hell. Do you feel like you are still alive?"
"No, in fact, you have died unknowingly. You will feel very familiar when you look around. There is no change. But in fact, we have all become ghosts, and this city is the jailer who guards us. It Let us suffer forever."
These nagging words made the homeless man feel more and more uneasy, and he subconsciously changed the topic:
"Then did you ask?"
"..."
The man with the note on his face smiled: "He didn't really want to say it, but I almost got the answer."
"That……"
The homeless man shrank back: "I asked, why don't you leave?"
He was too scared, he just felt that if this person didn't leave, he would give up this relatively warm nest.
"Because I was thinking about how to say hello to them..."
The man with the note on his face smiled, suddenly turned his head and looked at the homeless man: "Are you hungry?"
The tramp was stunned for a moment and whispered: "I ate half a loaf of bread this morning."
"What's the use of half a loaf of bread?"
The person with the note on his face smiled and said: "Do you want to go to the convenience store in front and make a bowl of hot beef noodles and add some sausage?"
The homeless man grunted and swallowed, but did not dare to speak.
He didn't quite believe that such a good thing would happen to him.
The person with the note on his face seemed to have seen what the homeless man was thinking, and said with a smile: "I told you, we are all in hell now. We are actually evil ghosts, but some people come from these Those who have been selected from the evil ghosts have become ghost servants and accomplices, and some still need to suffer eternally without knowing it, but we hate this world very much..."
"Why do you have to suffer? Why can't you have a bowl of hot beef noodles?"
"..."
His voice was very seductive, and the homeless man's eyes gradually became full of desire.
"Let's go, I'll treat you to food!"
The man with the note on his face stood up with a smile and said, "As long as you are willing to follow me to the store in front."
He said, regardless of the tramp's answer, he walked over first. After hesitating for a long time, the tramp quickly got out of the paper box and followed him while keeping a certain distance. Arrive next to the store in front.
He didn't expect that this man actually spent money to buy a bowl of beef noodles, added intestines, and asked the clerk to soak it.
The homeless man squatted next to the store, eating quickly and quickly, for fear that he would snatch it away.
But this weird man with the note on his face just looked at him with a smile. When the homeless man drank the last mouthful of soup, he suddenly said: "You don't seem to be full, so do you want to think about what's ahead?" At the hotel, we can order a few dishes, big fish and meat, and even order a few bottles of wine, and then we can drink and eat meat while the heating air conditioner is blowing, and can we chat on the way?"
The homeless man was stunned and could only nod vigorously.
So they actually went to the restaurant and ordered several dishes, including fish, meat, and even wine.
But before he finished eating, he suddenly looked at the dishes on the table with disgust and said, "These are not good. Do you want to eat lobster?"
"Do you want to eat caviar? Eat foie gras? Drink red wine worth tens of thousands of yuan a bottle?"
"..."
The homeless man felt as if he had had a sweet dream and could only keep nodding.
So under the leadership of this person, he actually entered a high-end Western restaurant that would have been kicked out even if he came closer, ate the lobster and caviar he had only seen on TV, and drank the kind of Sour but extremely expensive red wine, but just when he felt that he had enjoyed the best thing in his life, the person with the note on his face asked mysteriously:
"Do you want to play with women? The most beautiful ones, as beautiful as celebrities."
"..."
The homeless man couldn't believe his eyes until this man actually took him into a high-end club.
Just a few hours ago, the homeless man who could only squat on the roadside, being blown by the cold wind, not knowing where to find tomorrow's breakfast, suddenly enjoyed the best things in the world, even the most beautiful ones. It was something that even sweet dreams dare not dream of. He was wearing a silk nightgown, holding a cigar in his mouth, and holding two top beauties in his arms. He felt like he had everything.
But the person with the note on his face just looked at him with a smile.
No matter what the tramp was doing, he just waited patiently, even when he was sleeping with two beauties.
He waited until the tramp finished his work and came to him with satisfaction, thanked him devoutly, then leaned forward with a smile and said softly: "Have you finished playing? Is there anything else you want, or Do you want something to eat or play?"
"OK OK……"
The homeless man said with tears of gratitude: "I never thought I would be as lucky as I am today..."
"But why are you so nice to me..."
"..."
"Because I'm in love with you..."
The person with the note on his face smiled and said, "And what's just one day? Can it be like this every day from now on?"
"Really?"
The homeless man had a surprised expression on his face, and strong surprise appeared in his originally cloudy and gray eyes.
"Of course."
The man with the note on his face smiled and said, "Go get me a bottle of beer first, and we can chat slowly."
"well……"
The homeless man was so excited that he turned around and went to get the beer from the table.
But just when he turned around, the person with the note on his face suddenly took action.
The speed of his attack was as fast as lightning, and his movements were extremely precise. His fingers were like iron hooks. In an instant, he had pierced the homeless man's head and destroyed his thalamus to prevent the homeless man from experiencing severe pain during his death. of pain.
After confirming that the homeless man was dead within a very short period of time, he carefully supported him and laid him down flat.
The expression on the homeless man's face has solidified, but he still has a smile full of hope and a look of satisfaction.
His life successfully stayed at the time when life was most satisfying and full of hope.
Because even the action of killing him was accurately calculated.
The timing and movements are extremely strict to prevent the panic of being killed from destroying his hard-won joy and happiness.
"I really envy you, brother. You can die without any pain at the happiest time..."
He looked at the homeless man with a smile, his eyes full of pity and sympathy.
Then, he picked up the homeless man's body and gently placed it on the soft big bed in the hotel. He wiped his body with his own hands, shaved off his beard, and styled his hair style. Only then did he get serious and slowly Slowly, tear his chest apart bit by bit.
Some things were taken out, and some things were put in.
Every action is extremely careful, rigorous, and full of respect for this person.
It took more than an hour, when the sky outside started to get dark, before he completed his work.
Then, he picked up the homeless man, slowly walked out of the room, took the elevator downstairs, and came to the busiest intersection in the city, and then took the homeless man who had been made like a work of art. Standing in the middle of the intersection.
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Time passed little by little, the sky was getting brighter, and there were more vehicles on the road.
At first, the few cars passing by didn't even notice the slightly stiff and weird figure in the middle of the street.
It wasn't until the sun's rays completely shone into the city that someone in the vehicle suddenly saw the figure.
After taking a closer look, he suddenly screamed loudly in surprise.
Then, a sense of panic started at this intersection and spread throughout the city in an instant.
"Beep——"
"Ding Lingling..."
"..."
After returning home from the bar, Xiao Xiao, who had just fallen asleep, was soon awakened by emails and ringing phone calls.
Then he learned about the strange thing that had just happened in Black Gate City and saw the carefully placed piece of art.
It was a man wearing a high-end white suit, with a satisfied and happy smile on his face.
The eyes were hollowed out, and two red roses replaced the original eyes.
His body was arranged to look like he was walking gracefully, with one hand stretched out forward, as if asking for something.
The unusual and weird feeling is unforgettable and deeply imprinted in the mind.
"Perverted killer?"
Xiao Xiao did not feel the painful substance or the aura of distortion in this homeless man, and frowned slightly.
"No."
Yang Jia shook his head: "This is the hell organization's way of greeting people."
"This is telling us that they are coming soon..."
There is another chapter today
(End of chapter)
