Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 429 Synesthesia for Paulkin Walker
"You can see it too!"

Jack Baldo said seriously:

"I said something was wrong with him earlier! How can a gun be so accurate! I have seen him shoot down a bird that just flew up from the eaves with his eyes closed. How could such a thing happen?"

Chen Yan said:

"I used to think that only by opening the eyes in the skull and possessing spiritual vision can one become a superhuman.

But it now appears that this is not the case.

I guess, once the inspiration organ undergoes a certain [awakening] and starts the path of evolution, it will be able to possess extraordinary abilities and become an extraordinary person. "

Jack Baldo thought about it:

"This is completely different from the undead..."

Chen Yan continued:
"I'm just guessing, so it needs to be verified."

He realized he didn't have to tell Jack Baldo any of this.

他 说:

"I have to go back tonight, so I will practice here today, but let's not go home directly... Let's follow him and see if we can find some clues from him."

Jack Baldo's eyes lit up:
"good idea!"

Chen Yan left the bathroom with Jack Baldo and found Paulkin Walker. After saying that today's training was over, the latter's face did not change significantly.

"Then, let's continue tomorrow."

paulkin walker says:
"Your basics are too weak, but the time is very tight. You can't even learn a fart in a week, but you can learn a lot when you meet me-you need two days to replenish the basics, and then five days to strengthen training... If If there is a chance, I would like to take you through a practical exercise."

Chen Yan didn't know what he meant by "practical drills". He just felt that this guy was quite "real", and he would not hide the key points like other coaches, delaying time and cheating training fees.

In just half of this afternoon, almost all the skills Paulkin Walker taught Chen Yan were dry goods.

After Chen Yan said that he and Jack Baldo would stay here for a while, Paulkin Walker reminded them to be careful when going back at night, and then left the shooting club.

The two quickly followed.

After nightfall tonight, it snowed again, and the icy roads in the downtown area, which were originally difficult to walk, have been covered with heavy snow. There are still a large number of neon billboards in the bustling Capone Lane for lighting, so you can leave the scope of Capone Lane After that, Chen Yan felt as if he had entered a dark wild from a civilized society. After turning a corner of the street, the whole world was darkened.

There is no moonlight tonight, or maybe the moonlight is blocked by the moon clock tower that has turned into a huge lighthouse. The darkness in the lower city is deeper than when Chen Yan came here.

After leaving Capone Lane, you can only rely on the faint light from the kerosene lamps in the rooms of the buildings on the street for lighting.

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo were far behind Paulkin Walker. After about two or three blocks, they had already reached a deep place in the lower city.

Paulkin Walker rented the first floor of a corner building, which used to be the staff dormitory of a factory in the industrial zone. After the factory closed down due to poor management, it was used for external lease.

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo finally stopped in front of a certain door at the end of the first floor.

When they reached the door, the sound of the radio broadcast came from inside the door. The sound was covered by severe electrical noise, and the human voice could hardly be heard.

The broadcast signal of the radio station was already very weak when it reached the lower city, so the residents of the lower city could only listen to the private broadcast at a relatively close distance from the lower city.

Inside the door, the electric current of the private broadcaster fluctuated, and the voice gradually became clear—Polkin Walker seemed to be adjusting his radio receiving equipment—judging from the degree of hoarseness, it might be a Dilapidated radio.

Through the door, Chen Yan could vaguely hear the pornographic jokes being broadcast on the radio. That joke was a joke about a certain important figure in the Yanan City Council. They bring joy and soothe the complex emotions they have about the big shots from being overworked.

The smell in the corner building is not good. In addition to the strong smell of urine coming from the corner, there is also the rotten smell of rotting rat corpses, and the stinging smell from the mold stained cigarette butts left in the corner. Nose smell, strange and indescribable smell of household garbage everywhere in the corridors...

That's the kind of place people live in, and that's the kind of place where a great gunslinger like Paulkin Walker lives.

After waiting outside the door for a moment, Paulkin Walker's deep voice came over the jokes on the radio.

"Dahlia..."

Chen Yan looked at Jack Baldo with puzzled eyes, and the latter mouthed a word to him——

wife.

Dahlia is the name of Paulkin Walker's wife.

The radio broadcast was so loud that Chen Yan had to prick up his ears to hear Paulkin Walker's deep voice.

"Dalia, are you there?"

kindness?Isn't the room in this corner building very small?How could he not know if his wife was at home or not?
Looking at Jack Baldo's ugly face, Chen Yan seemed to realize something.

There was a vague smell of alcohol coming from inside the door, but Chen Yan couldn't distinguish it clearly, because the entire corridor on the first floor of the corner building was filled with various smells that could cover up the not too pungent smell of alcohol.

"Dahlia, are you still blaming me?"

There was a low sobbing sound from inside the door.

"Gudong Gudong..."

Chen Yan heard clearly this time, the sobbing sound was mixed with the sound of blowing wine from the bottle, it sounded like Paulkin Walker drank a lot.

He drank alcohol and became more unconscious. The sobs were mixed with continuous low whimpers. The cowardice contained in the whimpers was very different from the toughness that Paulkin Walker showed in the daytime.

"Dalia, I feel you..."

"Are you so...resenting me..."

"But... I'm just protecting you..."

Immediately afterwards, the crisp sound of metal falling on the ground and the sound of glass hitting the concrete floor sounded one after another.

Then came the heavy sound of the body falling to the ground.

Chen Yan and Jack Baldo looked at each other, and they smashed open the fairly solid double wooden door together.

I saw Paulkin Walker lying beside the sofa, surrounded by a smashed telegraph and a wine bottle that fell to the ground but was not broken.

They helped him to the sofa, but he didn't wake up, Chen Yan felt that something was wrong, he just drank a bottle of beer with more than ten degrees, how could he faint to such an extent?
He opened his intracranial eyes, and saw that the monster he saw during the day was gnawing on Paulkin Walker's brain. A part of the top of the brain had been bitten by her, and red and white interstitial fluid flowed out...

Chen Yan pulled out the Skylark-300 and pointed it at the monster. The monster could clearly feel the power of the empowered bullet in the gun, and after a vigilant scream, the monster jumped towards the wall.

Chen Yan followed Paulkin Walker's instructions in the afternoon, waited calmly for its movements to slow down, and at the moment when he confirmed that he could hit it, he pointed at its knee and pulled the trigger.

The bullet was fired from the rifling and burned a scorching burn in the icy air, not only hitting its knee, but breaking its leg.

The empowered bullet of Skylark-300 is far from simply "breaking". The extraordinary energy endowed by the "Conviction Law" in the shrapnel remaining in the wound is still continuously causing damage to it, keeping it in a weak state.

Chen Yan watched it fall to the ground, without even the strength to crawl.

Jack Baldo looked at his abnormal behavior and the gaze that was staring at the "empty floor", and asked, "Is that the monster you said... lying on Paul's shoulder?"

Chen Yan nodded: "Yes."

Jack Baldo looked at Paulkin Walker who was lying on the sofa with worried eyes, and wailed, "Poor guy, what happened to him?"

Chen Yan came to Paulkin Walker, took off his gloves, and said, "Let me take a look..."

He repeated in his heart 'I want to see everything that happened between Paulkin Walker and the monster on his shoulder', and then stretched out his finger, touching Paulkin Walker's forehead.

The next moment, the field of vision suddenly turned around:

It seems to be a sunny afternoon. Although there is a world of ice and snow outside the window, the people inside are still wearing thin pajamas—the heating in this room seems to be quite good.

Paulkin Walker was sitting in front of the workbench, drinking mulled wine, looking at his salary slip, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Paul, why are you so unhappy?"

Paulkin Walker felt the palm on his shoulder, clenched his fist subconsciously, held the salary slip in his hand, tried to squeeze out a smiling face, and looked at his wife.

"It's nothing...Dalia, how is your body feeling today?"

The pretty woman smiled and said:
"It's much better than before. The doctor's medicine is very effective."

Paulkin Walker squeezed out an ugly smile again:

"Dahlia...I can't do it, let's go to the shelter to hold a baby...I'm worried about your body."

The woman pouted and stroked his messy hair:

"That can't be done, Pavel, even if those children are raised by us, they won't be close to us... We have to give birth to one ourselves."

Paulkin Walker bowed his head:
"But Dalia, is that Asian doctor really reliable? Can drinking the bitter juice boiled from the roots and leaves of those plants improve your body and allow you to conceive a child?"

The woman pulled his arm away, sat in his arms, and stroked his hair.

"Paul, we have no choice... We have no money to buy those expensive drugs, we can only buy these cheap Asian bitters, look at these cheap Asian doctors... what can we do?"

Paulkin Walker's fist tightened around his pay slip.

"If we had more money..."

The woman kissed his forehead:
"Don't think about it, it's not so easy to make money."

Paulkin Walker seemed to have made a decision, he raised his head and looked at the woman's face:

"I will discuss it with the boss. I have been a skilled worker for many years. No one can replace my position. He can only give me a salary increase... Anyway, I don't want you to drink that kind of bad health again. Bitter juice!"

(End of this chapter)