Earth Destruction Plan

That evening there was a glow, and the sunset had coated the whole world with a dark red like patina. Johnson saw a hole in the upper part of his grandfather's abdomen and blood spewed out like spring water. Covering the hole, but he couldn't hold it down anyway, the gurgling blood came out from every finger, and for the first time he hated why he had only one hand.

　　 Grandpa was helped by the soldier to sit up, but suddenly saw the little beggar lying next to him. In an instant, he recognized Johnson and Johnson, and recognized his half of the undeveloped disabled right hand!

　　 "Johnson & Johnson..." Grandpa screamed feebly, before he spoke, tears filled his eyes, "My child, you are finally back... God..."

Johnson’s tears were the same as grandpa’s blood, and they were endless, but he could no longer speak to grandpa. He did not dare to open his mouth to speak. Grandpa couldn’t help but tears when he saw his disabled legs. , Can't let him see that he has only half of his tongue left.

Johnson never thought that his dream of reunion with his grandfather would be after a murder. The world is cruel. It left the grandfather and grandson with only a few minutes for the last time to get along, but it made Johnson even say no to grandpa. come out.

The officer called, and soon an ambulance rushed. The blinking red lights roared like death knell, and the night fell slowly. After emergency treatment of grandpa’s wound, the paramedics carried him into the ambulance. Johnson didn’t keep up. He didn’t know which hospital his grandfather was going to and couldn’t ask, but he watched them leave sensibly. He knew that the shot didn’t directly hit the heart because of his obstruction, as long as grandpa went. In the hospital, there is still a silver lining.

　　 We, there is still hope of meeting!

　　 But, God did not let his hope wait another 6 years this time, because in the blink of an eye, it collapsed like a falling soap bubble!

The ambulance just staggered onto the road. At the turn of the road, a group of people came. It was a grand parade. Almost half of the district people walked onto the road, crowded front and back. People couldn't see the side at a glance. They held signs, pulled banners, and blew suona to celebrate the reunification of the motherland and the return of territory. Johnson didn't know this.

He only knew that the noisy crowd was in front of the ambulance like this. There were many drummers in the crowd, carrying dozens of drums, choking and choking, amidst the noise of tens of thousands of gongs and drums. , The groan of the ambulance was instantly overwhelmed.

At the beginning, the crowd voluntarily dispersed to both sides to make way for the ambulance, but the people behind didn’t know, so the people in front crowded backwards, and the people behind crowded forwards. The crowd became denser and denser to a certain extent. There was a pot of porridge, and someone started to yell.

　　 The ambulance is like a dying tortoise. After twisting it hard for a few times, it got stuck in the crowd.

Johnson climbed over incredulously, dragged his heavy body with one hand with difficulty, and moved his body slap and slap on the rough road. He panicked. He knew that every second of rescue time is for Grandpa now. It is said that all are precious as gold. He crawled into the crowd from under the feet of those people, first crawled, then sat on the ground and moved forward, little by little to the front of the ambulance.

He wanted to do his best to persuade those people to give way, but there were too many people, and no one noticed that there was a disabled child under his feet in the noisy crowd. He wanted to shout, but Unable to shout, Johnson burst into tears. He grabbed every trouser leg in front of him, yelling, he vowed never to ask anyone again. I forgot it now. A few years later, He desperately shouted to everyone again: please... please...

No one heard, even if someone heard, no one knew what he was talking about. The person caught in the trousers threw him off with disgust, like a terrible plague. Johnson tried to catch something, but the crowd was there. Turning his head back and forth, he was like a drowning person suffocating in the water, a small spot in the ocean crowd, no one cares about his call for help, no one cares about his life or death.

Later, some people pushed around in the crowd irritably, some people fought, and the scene was even more uncontrollable. Drinks and mineral water were thrown on the ground, and people who could not evade during the pushing tripped and caused more trouble. The big chaos...

Johnson was taken down by the floating crowd. He curled up at the feet of the crowd and wanted to struggle to get up. Even if he just sat up half of his body, he could tell them his existence, but he failed. Numerous feet jumped from him. However, people who see it can still avoid it, and those who can’t see it just step on it. People squeezed from behind and people want to hide, but they can’t avoid it. Feet, big and small, all kinds of shoes just follow him. I stepped on my skinny body with only a handful of bones left...

Although the hustle stopped quickly, the crowd ran away and disappeared at the end of the street. The sky was already dark. The garbage scattered on the road, like a battlefield that was embarrassed just after it ended. The ambulance drove away and the noisy and crowded road. The blink of an eye became extremely empty and wide. Johnson couldn't understand why such a wide road could not leave a narrow passage of life for Grandpa.

He was in a coma, curled up like a wounded hedgehog, lying in the middle of the road with his head in his arms, his body was covered with shoe prints, his head was covered with blood, and the only available arm instinctively hugged the back of his head, shivering. , Trembling...

Near 　　, two middle-aged people passed by, and they carried Johnson, who was in a coma, to the side of the road.

　　 "This child is badly injured, shall he be taken to the hospital?"

"Are you crazy? I didn't see it as a beggar. If others don't care about it, you can do it? You have to send him a funeral and buy a coffin if you can't get it back to the hospital, auspicious? Spending money is a trivial matter. You have to support him for a lifetime. You can think about it. When he is such a good person, he picks up a father and goes home. What is your money? Has your son saved enough money for college?"

　　 The man was silent, and then Johnson heard the footsteps of the two quietly leaving.

By the time Johnson & Johnson woke up, it was approaching midnight, and the surrounding residential buildings were brightly lit. Residents were staying up late to watch the TV. The neat windows showed the lights of thousands of houses. Looking at it from a distance, every living room was full of lights. There were people shaking, the TV screens flickering, shining their happy and comfortable faces, a child ran over on the balcony, and the parents hurriedly chased him out, held him in their arms, stuffed a doll in their hands, and coaxed them in. Room……

Everyone has his own home, but he doesn’t. Johnson looked at all this in a daze. When he was a child, he heard from his grandfather that he should have had his own home. They blamed the irresponsible parents for their cruelty. Throw it down, since you can't take care of it, why do you want to bring yourself into this world again?

　　 There was no one on the street. The only one guarding Johnson's side was the street lamp. It also had its own relatives, but in the same way, it was always on the opposite side of the road, and that distance was insurmountable.

Johnson remembered the indifferent faces among the people on the road. At that time, if someone took the initiative to join hands and pass down one by one, they would be able to make a way. At that time, if they were willing to be quiet for even a second, they would be able to make a way. Leave a way out for grandpa, but everything is still just if...

"Your grandfather is dead!" A voice suddenly sounded, and Johnson looked back abruptly. He didn't know when or from where a person appeared. The man raised his trousers and sat down beside Johnson without looking at him. Instead, they sat side by side with him, looking up at the lanterns in the flowerbed across the road.

He took out his cigarette, lit it, took a sip, and said to himself: "The rescue time has been delayed. Your grandfather is dead when you get to the hospital... Look, they are all celebrating. Sorry, this world No one is sad for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like an instruction. The whole Beijing city was boiling. It was midnight and the ceremony was completed. They celebrated with excitement, cheers and firecrackers blew up everywhere, and blossoms appeared in the sky. The fireworks light up the whole world...

Johnson felt a humiliation of being violated. Grandpa died and the world collapsed, but everyone was celebrating. That celebration was like a mockery of him. From now on, this day will be a memorial for everyone in the world. Day, and this day, will also become a wound he will remember forever, and it will never heal!

　　 "Do you hate them?" the man asked.

Johnson gritted his teeth and nodded. His pupils were filled with blood, like an angry cow. He wanted to clenched his fists, but he couldn't. During the stepping, his little finger was broken. The severe pain caused He could not grasp anything.

Yes, hate, hate is the only thing he can feel now, pain, numbness, sorrow, despair, sadness, pain, after all of them have been experienced, the only emotion that a person can leave is hate. I hate all people, hate abandoning my parents, hate hurting my beard, hate the unfeeling killer, hate everyone in the world who stands in the way of grandpa's rescue, hate those people who pass by but refuse to reach out Help, hate them for celebrating the most desperate and painful night in their lives!

"I can help you get revenge, find all these people who hurt you, leave them alone, let them also experience all the pain you experience now, and even more!" The man wore a checkered shirt with a loyal face. , But there is a murderous intent hidden, his expression is hard, but he can't refuse.

　　 Johnson nodded, he knew that he had nowhere to go.

　　 Later, Johnson & Johnson learned that the man was called Ash, and he was a time traveler.

The man took Johnson to meet many people. Everyone treated him as kind as his family. Everyone there seemed to know him and was full of expectations for his arrival. Johnson knew them one by one and felt their attention. , This is something he has never felt before.

　　 Ashi said that he has met Johnson & Johnson in the future~www.readwn.com~ He will be one of the most powerful leaders of this organization. Everyone gave Johnson & Johnson an internal name-ghost!

　　 Johnson & Johnson can already communicate with people inside the organization, because there is a woman called "eavesdropping" in the organization, she can read the thoughts of others, and she is responsible for helping Johnson & Johnson talk to everyone during that time.

　　 The little ghost looked at his disabled limbs in surprise: "You said I will lead this organization, but do you just rely on what I look like now?"

　　 Ashi smiled: "Wait patiently for a while, three months later, there will be a baby girl born in Beijing, she can help you!"

　　 The ghost story was told here, and suddenly stopped. He didn't say anything, but looked at him gratefully and knelt in front of him, listening intently to the Lele he told...

Wang Yanke was the first to react: "Wait, you said, the three months after June 1997...that is September! That is to say, a girl was born on September 14, she can help Are you... the girl you are talking about is Lele?"

The ghost nodded: "Yes, Ah Shi brought back a tube of blood to me one day three months later. He chopped off my stump and right arm with a sharp axe, and then fed me and drank the tube. Blood, I lay on the bed for a whole year, and the wounds have been slowly recovering and growing until new arms and legs grew, and my ability to speak was restored. My body began to miraculously recover from the tube of blood. Strong, grow taller quickly, and, in this year’s time, the special abilities that belong to me are also awakening, until I find that I can travel through space and appear in anyone’s bedroom at will, as long as I want to kill The person of, can take his life at any time, and then disappear in a mysterious manner. I became the number one killer in the organization. I think it is because of this that they call me, ghost..."