Doomsday Wonderland

……Eh?

Holding the edge of the garbage bin for a long time, I looked at the head of the man for a moment.

"Don't panic!"

When the evolutionists on the street talked arrogantly, there was a cry from the store. The voice was tender and crisp, sounded like a child; then, a thin figure stepped on the broken glass and half-jumped out the door - it was a little boy who looked like a teenager, a fluffy The volume trembled with the footsteps.

His face turned pale, and he reached out and took out a piece of cloth to cover the head of the dead. He carefully hugged it like a football and shouted to everyone: "This person just robbed the shop and was hit by the anti-theft mechanism. It’s not a big deal! Let’s go, I’ve called the black market supervisor come over!”

The onlookers’ expressions suddenly relaxed a lot. There is a very strict order in the Black Market, which keeps the Darwin rules that are used to the end of the day, and does not tolerate any unreasonable killings. If the boy is willing to call the supervisor, it means that the store is still in the black market. It's always a good thing to know that the rules system is still working at all times.

The boy seemed to be a little afraid of the things in his hand, with ten fingertips against the head, and his arms straightened to clamp it, not dare to hold it. The blood gradually wet the piece of cloth, turning it from dark blue to deep black and red, and falling from the end of the cloth to the ground.

The woman really died so hard? She met her strong opponent, so she died so fast?

The long legs frowned, and there was no joy in the darkness of the empty body. Even the pleasure was not there. There was still only a misty illusion and an angry anger that slowly burned. Not enough. She is not dying because of me. I want to fill in more deaths. I have to die because I am going to avenge me and all this because Mei and I want to kill Meihe...

When the degenerate planted a spirit and woke up from that state of disappointment, it was discovered that the child was holding the head and heading for the store. It seems that his words have successfully dispelled many passers-by to stop watching the fun - after all, death is not a novelty.

Before the boy walked into the gate, he glanced at his face. His skin is smooth and his body is slim, and at first glance it looks like a girl; however, this is not the place where it is called. Only when he turned from the passerby, the boy’s nervousness disappeared. He only looked at the head of his hand with his lips open. His face was full of doubts, and even the eyebrows were squeezed.

... It’s like he can’t figure out why Lin San’s wine party is so easy to die.

The long-legged thought of this, the boy suddenly looked up, as if he felt its sight; his eyes stayed on the long mask for a moment, and then moved away, holding the head and walking into the store door.

What should I do next?

Although the woman seems to be dead, it is not a kill. The long hole in the heart of the black hole that is always licking it, still does not get a trace of satisfaction, let it want to swear, want to cut, want to destroy - how is that woman so fragile? It’s really useless, so I’m sticking to the effect of its milk cake!

It lingered for half a minute in the same place, but I didn't wait to figure out what to do next, but I saw that the boy had just revealed his head from the store.

"Hey," he raised his chin and nodded his hand to the long foot. "Are you a fallen seed? Come over and clean the store for me."

Probably misunderstood it as a fallen species in the black market responsible for cleaning.

I thought about it for a long time and went without hesitation.

"There are blood on the ground, you should be careful not to step on everywhere." The boy did not look at it with a long glance, threw it a rag, and hugged the head toward the dark shop. "I went to The lights are a little twisted, you stand up the body against the wall - what are you doing? Clean up!"

In the darkness, on the floor between the two circular shelves, there was a headless body. Black vests, black jackets, field pants and black boots are the ones that Lin San wine wears every day. She didn't seem to have time to react before she died. She didn't have any defensive actions. She fell to the ground so straight.

Grabbing the rags long, and bending over to grab the body of Lin Sanjiu. The woman's skin was cold and smooth, and a white vertebra on the neck was exposed from a fleshy blur. The body fell softly on its arm and was dragged to the wall obediently. Since it had not yet begun to produce corpse, it was not so good for a while, and it was always going down.

Just as the long-legged struggle with the corpse, it only heard a slight "when" sound behind the body; looking back, the boy was looking at the table with a collar in his hand. The cloth on the head of the man was uncovered, and the look that looked almost like Lin Sanshui’s face was now immersed in the white light, and the bandage on the neck was pulled down. The collar should be a bandage. Something underneath.

"This is the [Pygmalion Collar]." The boy looked at the beautiful metal collar with great interest, and seemed to be eager to wear his neck, but after thinking about it, he finally stopped. He took the collar up and looked at the head carefully.

Before he found himself peeking, he quickly turned his head. However, it only regained its gaze, but the boy suddenly made a noise.

"Hey, fallen."

"Hey?" The long foot sent a dull syllable from the mask.

"You look at the body, it is indeed a human dead body, right?" The boy did not seem to be afraid of the dead. He looked at the pale face of Lin San wine at a close distance and whispered: "I want to see, it is really human." The touch is also the structure of the person..."

The long leg pinched the neck and the flesh and blood suddenly sounded a "beep" sound. Whether it is clothing or appearance, or the subtle "presence of existence", it is prompted that the body is the woman who bought the milk cake in the morning.

"It's a man." It whispered.

"It’s just a human being." The boy smiled and gently placed the head on a table in the box. Both hands were stained with blood. The blood flowed all the way to the elbow, marking a few lines on his fair skin. Curved red line. "I didn't expect that the first person to do this was actually me."

After a while, she was poisoned by her own milk cake - but she was kicked by the boy. What kind of **** anti-theft mechanism, listening to his meaning is obviously a lie, this life It should have been mine, this is my revenge -

Hatred and anger were brewed like a storm in the long heart, and it stared at the boy from the corner of his eye.

... On its list of revenge, there is another person today.