Doomsday Wonderland

If you don't look at the internal structure of the room, but just mark the three parties' positions, then the three parties are just at the end and corner of the "L".

Lin Sanjiu was hiding at the corner of "L" at this time, and could bring the other two people into the eyes. Zhang Shi stood at the end of the wall on the right hand side of her, revealing only half of her face, and the two huge "prestige" behind her. The words "Quan" still stand quietly under the ceiling; even if you can't see the whole picture, their power is still there.

Allan Po and Yu Yuan walked into the foyer slowly, one after the other, and did not dare to rush into the house. Their eyes swept from the desk in the room, searching for the shadow of Master Zhang, and Allen Poe asked, "Where are you? Why don't you come out?"

After seeing Zhang Shi take off the protective text, although he believed a little, he still took off the protective text simply. Wanting to come to Zhang is also anxious in my heart, raising my hand and wiping his face, saying, "I'm injured ... you, don't come over. I can lie down for a while."

The less he asked him to pass by, Allan Po wanted to pass by, even with a higher voice: "You got hurt by that woman? You're welcome. I have a way to help you heal. You are hurt. Where is it? "

"No, I haven't been hurt so much, don't bother you ..." Zhang Shi knew how to succumb. When he spoke in a trembling voice, he was still half-hidden behind the corner of the wall, his body was erect, his face was shimmering with a layer of light sweat, and one eye kept hiding from the desk behind Lin Sanjiu from time to time. Sweep up.

Every time he was swept by, Lin Sanjiu had to endure a chill that rose from the depths of his body.

Allan Po then followed his voice and turned his head towards the source. He had to walk to Lin Sanjiu's desk first, and then walk into the corridor where Zhang Shi was; he took the female corpse's arm and slowly walked while laughing: "You don't have to worry, let me see ..."

As his voice approached, Zhang Shi also shrank behind the wall, and the two huge texts were pulled in more than half. The parts that are seen are small, but their meaning continues to dominate Lin Sanjiu's mind-if there is any difference, it is that she can vaguely feel how they dominate.

In her head, a circle of high walls seemed to be built. Every command and expression of Zhang's will be stirred up and down on the inner wall of this "well." The stronger and louder it is, the more unquestionable it is. And her previous personality, experience, and thinking seemed to be isolated from the high wall, choked by the grand voice and drowning the traces.

She had to work hard to hear the strange sound outside Huang Zhongda Lu and a distant faint call sign.

Allan Po's feet were getting closer and closer to the desk. Finally, he turned around in the living room and looked at the corridor where Zhang Shi's voice was. Almost at the same time, the phone in the hall suddenly rang, ringing, and Lin Sanjiu Ji Ling twisted over—the phone was controlled by Master Zhang, and she has been waiting for this order just now Immediately, he jumped up from behind the table, held the tabletop with his hands, and fell almost silently behind Allen Po and Yu Yuan.

"She's here!" Zhang Shi exclaimed, "Run!"

The wind she blasted on the backs of the two men provided the best footnote for the warning, and Allan Po hurriedly turned over; at the moment he was facing Lin Sanjiu's four eyes, Zhang Shi Shouting deep in the other room: "Remove the text, she will choke you!"

In a panic, one will subconsciously obey an external command that sounds authoritative—this is human, but it is also beyond.

At this moment, Allan Po's face was distorted, but he was still afraid to take off the text. The protective text flashed a piece of phosphorescence in the neckline; just as Lin Sanjiu's shadow hit his head, he caught it. Yu Yuan beside him threw the female body forward.

Yu Yuan commanded a corpse, which was inconvenient at first, and suddenly slumped to the ground, Lin Sanjiu gave a sideways motion, and reached out to him subconsciously.

In case he is seen so softly caring for the enemy--

Turning this idea halfway, she suddenly missed Yu Yuan's arm halfway halfway, and the latter rolled to the ground and hit the desk with a "dang". Poe ’s reaction was not slow, and he turned around and ran-he was blocked from the room by Lin Sanjiu at this time, and could only run towards the depths of Zhang Shi ’s bedroom; Lin Sanjiu stepped on his feet and flung Go up.

She wants to cry.

The words "prestige" and "right" are half-covered, still standing behind the corners of the wall, and the sense of terror and fright that arises when they are thrown at them can almost paralyze people and fall to the ground, just want to obey He pleaded, trembled, and stepped back on his knees—Lin Sanjiu has not felt like a weak, sluggish snot like this moment. Opposite it was the hard high wall she couldn't pass.

However, snots can also smash their bodies on the wall, even if they just make a "snap" on the wall.

Before that, Wan Ji was silent; after this slight collision, he returned to Wan Ji. Until now, it was all silent and silent, but it will never be the same, because such a useless and stupid collision has indeed happened.

Lin Sanjiu just held such a determination.

Yu Yuan became an enemy, and the teacher Yi didn't exist. Looking forward to falling asleep in bed, he woke up and found himself in a ruined wall. No matter how lonely and afraid, she would not be willing to wander forever and be a lonely ghost in a parallel universe.

Supporting Allan Po's shoulders with one hand, Lin Sanjiu turned over his head and rolled across the air, and threw himself towards the large, absolute, indifferent two words ... and the person under the two words.

She hadn't calculated any intellectual gains and losses for her actions—because as soon as the idea of ​​calculations rose, her courage faded. The slight beep that was exchanged for her life would keep the worm's life forever in that moment, and she only needed to know that.

So will Zhang Shi put on protective texts temporarily, and will she punish her with other texts without touching her mind?

Lin Sanjiu looked at the shadow he had cast, growing bigger and bigger on Zhang Shi's face, and watched him lift up the fat and heavy face-that face, soaring with confidence and provocation. Layer of blood red.

... is he not convinced of his ability to do anything at all?

Or is the text already worn?

With a bit of inconceivable, Lin Sanjiu looked at his hands as if he had a sense of autonomy, hurling across the air and smashing into Zhang Shi's heavenly cover. Her hand, who didn't even wear a glove, landed silently on top of his head without arousing a slight sound—not because she was shrinking, but because the power of that blow was all resisted and melted. Already.

...... The other person put on the protective text as soon as possible, and the shimmer of the text was already visible in the neckline.

She ran into it. Did she really not even hear a little sound?

When Lin Sanjiu's feet fell to the ground, she was almost insecure; however, a rush of enthusiasm spreading around her neck made her tremble and raise an incredulity.

If anyone can't believe it, she must be Zhang Shi in front of her. The sneer of his horror on his face had not yet fully unfolded, but his eyes bulged suddenly, his eyes cracked, his throat still squeaking; it seemed as if he had been pinched by a huge iron palm, and blood-red rushed up his head. It swept his entire face, countless veins floated and crisscrossed, and the bones clucked and rubbed.

……what happened? He all put on the protective text, how could he still look like this?

Zhang Shi, who was falling to the ground, was pulling the collar with both hands at the moment, and put away the text—as the protective text under his clothes disappeared, he seemed to be able to breathe again suddenly, and the blue veins sank back into the skin. , The saliva slowly slipped from the corner of the mouth. When he was struggling to get up, Lin Sanjiu's hand was placed on his Tianling cover again.

Zhang Shi, who had just climbed halfway, seemed to be suddenly pulled out of the marionette. "Wow," it all spread out and collapsed to the ground, his limbs were scattered like a pile of wood. The many ropes tied to him were entangled in the air and fell down softly; on the other end of the rope, empty, there were no traces of those two huge words.

Lin Sanjiu stared at the fainted man in front of him. After several seconds, he slowly turned around.

Allen Poe used both limbs and climbed backwards to the junction of the living room and the foyer. He was astonished by Zhang Shi's experience, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help asking: "You ... why you can ... this, this is wrong ..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Sanjiu panted and asked in a low voice. The normal feeling of the past is slowly returning to the cage, and she is still readjusting to herself.

"Authority ... useless to you? Why can you ... tighten the text ..." Allan Po's creed, which he had always believed, seemed to have been shocked-the twisted and trembling look on his face came from half of him. Most of the fear of his own life is that he cannot accept the collapse of familiar rules.

Lin Sanjiu looked back at Zhang Shi on the ground.

"Useful, so useful." She slowly stabilized her breath and replied, "It's just the same thing, but the impact on different people may not be the same ... People who obey and admire will naturally have moths to catch fire." ,is not it?"

Allan Po looked down, as if he couldn't understand the sentence. He also knew that he couldn't run out, and now the protective text had completely lost its effect, and instead became a weapon for the other party; he supported him in situ for several seconds, and didn't say a whole sentence.

Lin Sanjiu glanced at Yu Yuan-she was still affected by the aftermath. When she glanced at it, she was even a bit wary; however, soon she dropped her shoulders and gently touched her neck. The bandage between them smiled at him, indicating that she understood.

Although she didn't know the details, Yu Yuan must have given her a passive ability to make Zhang Shi's deceitful lie a reality. From beginning to end, she has not actively attacked Zhang Shi, even the thought of attack has not risen, and the protective text is even defenseless; really, it is better to say that Yu Yuan created it through her collar. An environment made Zhang Shi's lies attack him.

She exhaled slowly, but she didn't ask, but turned her head and said to Allan Poe: "You start your role, I will save you a life, can you hear me?"