messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 84

The streets of the city are filled with mist, faintly covering the eyes of people walking on the road.

Everything that can be seen is blurred, even the boundaries and rules are so blurred.

Here at night, it seems you can do anything.

There seems to be a voice in this fog, whispering in everyone's ear every night, luring people to commit crimes, and people are always so unbearable to be seduced.

Then, there will be chaos.

In the city of fog, if you have to walk on the street at night, remember one thing, when you hear any unfamiliar voice calling you behind you, don’t look back, just go, and go to your destination, and hide in your house.

Of course, please rest assured that it will not be any ghosts calling you, but please also believe that sometimes, people are more terrifying than ghosts.

"Tap, tap, tap." A voice echoed in the empty streets at night.

People who often walk at night should be familiar with this sound.

This is the sound of high heels stepping on stone slabs, and such a sound is always very clear in a quiet street.

A woman with heavy make-up, wearing a low-cut dress and a lady's bag in her hand, walks up.

From the way she dresses and the time she goes out, she can basically guess that she is a sex worker.

Such workers are not uncommon in the capital of fog, or very common, they appear at night, running for livelihood and money.

They are just like most workers, but more often than not, they are considered lower.

At this time, the woman on the street was indeed quite pretty, with a pair of light brown eyes under her slender eyebrows, long hair hanging behind her back, which half covered her exposed back, and her figure was quite graceful.

However, her appearance is not suitable for heavy makeup. She should be more suitable for simpler makeup. Too heavy foundation and eye shadow make her look a little gaudy.

Still, this is no longer the time to judge a woman's physical appearance.

The woman's footsteps were a little hurried, she hadn't been in this business for long, and she was still not used to the night in the fog city.

Now she has just finished work, and she just wants to go home early, remove the makeup on her face, and then make a cup of hot tea and curl up under the blanket.

There are very few people on the road at night, and I often see a person on several streets. After all, few people in the city of fog are willing to go out at night.

The same is true for women. If she is not really short of money, she would not want to do such a job.

"Cough cough."

At this time, there was a coughing sound from the corner of the street.

The woman followed the voice and saw that it was a man squatting in an alley smoking a cigarette.The man had his head down and was wearing a hoodie so that his face could not be seen clearly.

The woman didn't intend to cause trouble, she didn't make a sound, her pace quickened a bit, she just wanted to leave here as quickly as possible.

But the sound of her hurried footsteps caught the man's attention. The man in the hoodie raised his head, and the cigarette butt in his hand was flickering with sparks.

The man stared blankly at the woman's appearance, then raised his mouth and smiled, stood up and quickly followed the woman.

The woman wanted to run away, but the man had come up behind her and held her hand.

"What are you going to do?"

The woman wanted to pull her hand back in a panic, but the man's palm was like an iron hoop clasping her wrist, making it impossible for her to break free.

"Hey, I need your help with something."

The man laughed twice, and forcibly pulled the woman into the alley next to her.

The alley was pitch black, and the woman was breathing heavily because of panic, but the more she did this, the more excited the man was.

He pressed her against the wall, kissed her lips forcefully, and stroked her body with a pair of big hands greedily.

"Uh, uh, let me go, uh, please." While being kissed by the man, the woman begged the man to let her go.

In such a street, even if a man kills her, no one will know.

"I'll let you go." The man grabbed the woman's shoulder and said with a wicked smile.

"But before that, I hope you can help me with my problem."

Said, the man pointed to his lower body.

The woman lowered her head, her eyes were reddened, but she didn't dare to resist.

"Okay, I see, I will help you solve it."

"You're very smart." The man grinned, dropped the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and untied his belt: "Then let's start quickly."

"Yeah." The woman carefully put her bag on the ground.

The man seemed to have noticed this, and he reached out to pick up the bag.

"Let me take this for you."

Seeing the man take the bag, the woman's eyes suddenly became tense, she reached out and grabbed her bag strap and said.

"No, no, this one won't work, only this one won't work."

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a bag." The man said, trying to snatch the bag from the woman's hand with more force.

But the woman resisted fiercely, holding on tightly to the belt and refusing to let go.

"Please, I will listen to everything you say, but this is not enough."

In the alley, a man and a woman were scrambling for the small bag.

The man seemed to be annoyed, he pulled out a pocket knife from his waist, broke off the blade and said to the woman.

"Give me the bag, you bitch!"

In the alley, there was a faint light reflected on the blade, and the man looked ferocious and fierce.

The woman was frightened, and her eyes gradually became desperate. Under the force of the blade, she cried and slowly loosened the strap in her hand.

The man took the bag, sneered, and was about to look through the bag to see what the woman was so nervous about.

A voice rang in his ear.

"Are you committing a crime?"

To be precise, this voice rang in the ears of both men and women at the same time.

They both looked in the direction of the sound.

From the shadow of the alley, a figure slowly came out.

It was a person who was dressed very strangely. She was wearing a shabby black robe, making it impossible to see her figure, male or female.

At the same time, she was wearing a hood, and she didn't know if it was because of the shadow or what. The inside of the hood was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything clearly, not only her face, but even her eyes.

This is indeed the case. At this time, Chu's whole body is covered with black evil. In the eyes of others, she is pitch black.

Following Lawrence's orders, she is patrolling the streets of the city and preventing any crime from happening.

Unfortunately, this man seemed to be the first prisoner she encountered.

"Who are you?" The man asked sharply, holding the jackknife in his hand, facing the man who appeared suddenly.

Chu Chu did not answer the man's question, but continued to ask in her hoarse voice.

"Are you committing a crime?"

Looking at the strange person in front of him, the man swallowed and took half a step back, but he still pretended to be fierce, waved the folding knife in his hand and said.

"Yeah, I'm just committing a crime, can't you see it, if you take one step closer, I'll kill you too."

There was silence in the alley.

"That's it." Chu stood at the spot and nodded, and hoarsely repeated the man's words: "You are committing a crime."

Both the man and the woman were stunned for a moment, and no one knew what she meant.

But the moment the words fell, the black figure suddenly disappeared from the eyes of the two of them.

By the time she appeared again, the man had already been strangled by her.

"Uh, cough cough, let go, me." The man struggled with his eyes open, pulling at the palm of his throat, but the other party did not move at all.

"Let go of me, bastard."

Feeling that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, the man's eyes turned hard, and he stabbed Chu's neck with a short knife.

"prick!"

With a soft sound, the dagger sank into the black figure's neck, but the figure didn't respond at all, there was no screaming, and no bleeding, as if she wasn't alone at all.

The man froze for a moment, and then he began to have real fear, the kind of fear that originated from instinct, the fear of the unknown.

"You are, what the hell, let me go, let me go!"

"Don't be afraid." Chu said flatly, her hoarse voice sounded low, like a devil whispering in a person's ear.

"I was just ordered to take away your sins."

After finishing speaking, she exerted a little force on her palm.

"Crack."

A cracking sound sounded, the man's neck was pinched into a ball, and he leaned limply to one side, and he stopped struggling and lowered his hands.

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"boom."

Chu threw the man's body on the ground casually, and turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

The woman squatted aside in fright, covering her mouth with tears in her eyes.

Chu looked away, stepped over the man's body, and walked out of the alley slowly.

The fog of the street was swept away by the black robe.

Under the cold moonlight, in the city of fog, a murderer came.

(End of this chapter)