Cooking in the Monster Shelter

The layout of the crevice club is almost the same as in the memory. After passing through the maze-like promenade, you arrive at the welcoming hall.

Most of the people who come here to watch the competition are high-class people who have special hobbies and take time to pass the time in their leisure time. The club owner dare not neglect, so he built this hall to serve guests.

The decoration in the hall is simple but very elegant. The classical Chinese carved beams and paintings are pleasing to the eye, and the wooden tables and chairs are shrouded in a light halo, showing a quiet and harmonious scene, which is completely different from the dark and obscure atmosphere in the promenade.

Lin Yan glanced across the buildings with cold eyes, and indifferently introduced Chi Yu: "Underground sports are something that is not visible. The audience who come to watch will wear white masks to cover their identities in order to protect their reputations. Although watching the sports The hobby is very niche, but tickets for the arena are hard to find, and the price is so high. The club owner made a fortune from this, and even developed a huge chain of organizations—"

When she said this, she stopped halfway and looked alertly not far ahead. The living room was flooded with warm and hazy yellow light. In the center of the hall covered by the halo, in the neatly arranged tables, chairs and coffee table, stood a man in a suit over two meters tall.

The man wears a pure white mask exactly as she remembered. The mask does not cover the entire face, but exposes the lips, so that the audience can exclaim and cheer as they wish during the viewing process.

He closed his lips tightly, and the corners of his bloodless, pale lips cracked like a clown makeup, spreading to the position of his ears, and the two eyes exposed from the mask holes were utterly lacklustre, as if two were inlaid. Black glass beads in the mask.

The mask was almost strangely white under the light, and it was even more abrupt against the pure black suit. He is like a static sculpture, composed of black and white, which is surprisingly weird.

Standing in front, Chi Yu didn't speak, and took out a knife from his arms with a gloomy look.

As if perceiving the vitality, the man turned his head gloomily, and his gaze was directly in the eyes of Concubine Lin.

A pair of lifeless black eyes suddenly burst out with an extremely excited look, and the man in a suit began to tremble as if extremely excited, and at the same time, his tight lips quickly grinned, pulling out a hideous and terrifying laugh. Because the corners of his lips were cracked to the ears, when he opened his mouth wide and laughed, the entire lower half of his face seemed to be torn apart, revealing the spooky, pointed, long white teeth and rotting and bleeding gums from the cracks. .

That expression is exactly the same as the cheers of the audience in the arena.

"Interesting." Lin Hao chuckled, "This illusion blends most of my memories, and from this it turns into monsters of various forms... The fraudster really took great pains."

But the fraudster obviously underestimated her.

For Lin Yu, everything in those days, although it is not really a good memory, it is far from the point where it can be called a "shadow". Now she has gradually learned to be sensible and sober enough to face all the pains she once had. If you have to say that there is anything that can control her emotions...

Concubine Lin's face was slightly dark, the only thing she cared about was the truth in the basement back then.

The man in the suit turned around trembling, and the body wrapped in the suit twisted unnaturally, like a squirming dark worm. He looked at the two of them carefully, opened his mouth full of fangs, and laughed sharply—

Then he dived quickly at a speed that ordinary people couldn't capture, and ran in the direction where Lin Yu was. As he ran, he shouted: "Laugh, why don't you laugh? If you open your mouth and turn it into a smiling face, you will be able to laugh all the time! "

It's so noisy.

In the arena back then, this smile echoed in her ears.

The people who are forced to participate in the competition have to face the dilemma of a life of nine deaths and survive under the claws and teeth of the monsters. The audience far above the high platform stays out of the situation and regards the cruel fighting as a joke after dinner, whenever they see the competition. Those who fled hurriedly or cried for mercy, then grinned and laughed.

This kind of laughter is especially strong when the athlete dies. There are hideous scarlet pools of blood and roaring giants on the field. The corpses are like rag dolls that have been randomly discarded, and there are still tears left in the corners of their eyes;

The air was filled with laughter and shouts. Under the snow-white mask was a uniform smile. His grinning lips looked like an endless abyss. The expensive black suits invisibly demonstrated the noble status of the spectators, forming a wonderful irony.

Every time at that time, Lin Lin who was waiting on the side would cover her ears with disgust. But those laughter seemed to have grown legs, squeezed into the eardrum from the gap, and turned into a torrent of torrents that swallowed up all sounds, filling the ears and brain.

Seeing Concubine Lin staying on the spot and frowning, the fraudster outside the illusion curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer that is inevitable.

This is his usual trick of playing with humans, first searching for the most feared things in their hearts, and then recovering or concretizing them into various monsters one by one in the illusion. As for him, as the creator and controller of the illusion, he can watch everything that happens outside of the illusion from the perspective of God. It feels like watching a funny comedy movie, and the victim's experience is more embarrassing and miserable. , He watched happily.

Most people were scared to tears the moment they saw the monsters. It should be better at Lin Jia's level, but it is only "some"—

It is very difficult to overcome the fear in my heart, even if Lin Hao has the courage to fight against them, it is not easy to defeat them. Investigations in the living quarters showed that Lin Yu's personality is gentle and obedient, and kind-hearted. It is very likely that he is a bully, and he has full confidence in the monsters he created. If he fights alone, he will not have five rounds. , She will definitely be hit hard by the man in the suit.

Chi Yu was worried that she could not get rid of the shadow of the past, so she protected Lin Hao without a trace. Seeing the monster rushing towards the two of them, the young man was about to swing his sword against the enemy, unsuspectingly aware of a breeze passing by—

Concubine Lin didn't show the slightest expression of fear and retreat, and her whole body was wrapped in indomitable cruelty. She moved quickly, and in a flash, she walked around Chi Yu and raised her arm without hesitation.

Then he slammed a punch on the side of the man in the suit.

This punch was so powerful that the man in the suit was beaten unsteadily and flew out a distance of two meters to the side. After barely getting up from the floor, he sat on the spot blankly with his face covered.

The man in the suit was dumbfounded, and Chi Yu was slightly stunned. Even the fraudster who was observing silently was stunned on the spot, unconsciously pulling the corner of his eye.

1. One punch, kill at all without sluggishness?

No, this is definitely not the plot that should appear.

According to his past experience, people trapped in the illusion will be scared to move by the shadows of the past, and there is no way to fight back. After being completely crushed by the monsters, the victims finally slowly lost their minds in pain and despair and became toys for him to slaughter-but now it seems that it is not the same thing at all.

Neither the imaginary crying nor the flinching appeared, Lin Hao directly moved his hand at the man in the suit.

It is not so much the monster in the illusion chasing and killing her, "this woman is unilaterally bullying the poor monster", it seems that this kind of rhetoric is more credible.

Hey, no one would throw a fist into the face of such a terrifying monster! Your person is the victim, does the victim understand?

After the man in the suit was punched and dumbfounded, his annoying smile finally faded, and he sat on the ground and slowly closed his lips. On the contrary, Lin Yan approached him with a faint smile, bending over and pointing the tip of the dagger to the center of the man’s neck: "Really. When it is delivered to the door at this time, it suddenly reminds me of those bastards... If you don’t vent it, I'm really sorry for myself, right?"

She spoke in a light tone, but with an unparalleled arrogance and coldness. The deceiver who was watching from the perspective of God couldn't help but feel a cold back, gritted his teeth in fright by this ghastly remark.

Not good, not good.

This illusion has just begun, and the black hand behind the scenes seems to have vaguely felt its ending.

In his eyes, Lin Concubine was just a young girl with a tragic past. Such people often cannot face the past and choose to cover their pain with smiles and cheerful and optimistic illusions. Once the scars are removed, they will collapse intolerably.

But he obviously overlooked a very important thing.

For some people, suffering is like a huge boulder that can instantly crush everything they have into powder; but in the eyes of others, every nightmare they have experienced is an unforgettable experience that brings suffering. Apart from grief, they also made them more indestructible.

Concubine Lin couldn't control her destiny back then, but now she has enough power to break the darkness gathered around her with her own hands.

The fraudster who is best at manipulating people's hearts froze for the first time, and thoughts that he had never had before emerged from the depths of his brain—

Did he choose the wrong person this time?

"Thanks to Mr. Fraudster, I can return to this ghost place again. Since being seized by the task force, those scumbags have been in jail..."

Lin Hao moved her wrists, still smiling, her soft voice whirling slowly in the silent air. She squinted her eyes as she spoke, and a fierce killing intent flashed through her eyes: "I, but there is a full stomach of resentment and nowhere to vent."

The man in the suit didn't even dare to cry, so he could only stand upright and keep tears in his eyes. The corners of the mouth that had been exaggerated grin no longer showed an upward gesture, but drooped down pitifully.

This, this, this, this is different from what we said! He thought that the other party was a little white rabbit that was slaughtered by humans, but when he got closer, he turned out to be a wolf with a head a thousand times more fierce than him. He swallowed him in one bite without leaving any bones.

Who can stand this!

Lin Hao paused for a while, and a playful arc was drawn from the corner of her mouth, and her voice also contained a little careless banter: "Laugh, why don't you laugh? If you have a good fight, you will be able to laugh all the time, right? ."

Fraudster:...

Why does this sentence always have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, Lin Lin absolutely snatched the lines of the man in the suit, right? As the captain of the dignified task force, why does she show the same style as the villain boss? What about "the girl who is optimistic and strong on the outside and fragile and soft on the inside"?

Even if you look at this guy as a whole, you can never find a trace of what can be called "fragile and weak". It is clearly black inside and out!

The fraudster, who was behind the scenes, was shocked by her beyond-conventional behavior. When she was frantically complaining in her mind, she heard Concubine Lin gently ask: "Why are you crying? Are you crying? Because I am too heavy?"

Her voice was gentle and gentle, and when she spoke in a low voice, she seemed to express condolences full of concern. It seems that this man has an undiminished conscience, not as careless as he imagined.

The fraudster finally breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and at the same time heard the next sentence she said with a smile: "It's okay, after you die, you won't feel any pain when you are beaten—I want me to help you. Put, end the pain?"

"In order not to feel pain when the body is beaten, just go to death after a hundred dollars", this kind of statement is too devilish! In the end, are you really heartless and frantic! And in a charity-like tone to say "help him end the pain"...what is this called, showing physical compassion and sending people to the west with a fist?

"You, can you be normal?" The man in the suit was torn off his mask by Concubine Lin, revealing his unremarkable face. He almost used all his strength before he could barely tremble and speak, "I...I'm afraid ."

"That's right."

Concubine Lin disapproved, and spit out a cold mocking whisper from her thin lips: "You are scared, I'm not normal."

Listen, is this what she is talking about?

There was a dull sound of fists and fists in his ears. The fraudster didn't have the courage to look at the miserable state of the man in the suit. He looked away from the illusion without expression, and then subconsciously touched his little face. It was obviously not him who was beaten, but there was a faint pain.

This face is really loud enough.

Even if Lin Yan is very strong, no one can face the most unbearable shadow of her life without any waves, especially when important people have done such things for her, and she is kept in the dark. I don't know.

The young man smiled bitterly and comforted himself. At least now he has a secret that Lin Lin never knew. Once the truth of the year is revealed, she will definitely fall into endless self-blame and confusion. Then he will come in. Let her stay in the illusion forever.

As long as the illusion in the basement is still there, he shouldn't be counter-killed... right?

God bless.

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