Mermaid Effect

Chapter 12:

Rand did think about getting the disgusting thing out of the aquarium. He made some attempts, but when he tried to put it in the water with a tool, Munster seemed to perceive his thoughts. Come over and lick the finger of Rand with your mouth.

Repeating it again, this feeling is awful.

Munster looked very much at the "茧". After a little while, Rand observed that the group gradually changed from colorless to translucent milky white. Rand couldn't help but poke the thing with a leaky net for cleaning the fish tank residue and found it to be soft and elastic, like something rubber-like.

Munster was very dissatisfied with his temptations, and its red film came out again, rushing over at a speed that was too fast for the fish before Rand had not had time to react, and then bite it. On the plastic rod of the net. The plastic rod that slipped through the net was easily bitten into two halves.

......

Rand blinked. He observed the clear and neat teeth on the pole, and his back was numb.

For a moment, he felt that he dared to put his fingers into the water is a real warrior.

but……

"Maybe my fingers should say thank you to you?"

He couldn't help but say to the little thing in the aquarium, with a bitter smile on his lips.

It’s stupid to talk to the fish, he knows, and it’s almost impossible to understand what he said, but Rand still didn’t hold back.

You have to admit that the behavior that Munster sometimes did was very human.

At least, it didn't have a bit of rand's finger.

Rand felt that it might be a kind of domesticated ornamental fish that inadvertently flowed to the beach.

What is a stray fish...

So it will make such a humanistic move...

......

Rand's cranky thoughts were finally interrupted by a string of bells.

Calling him was the apartment manager. The other party said that his downstairs residents complained that there was exudate in the sewer pipe of the toilet. The stench was maddening. He gently asked Rand to confirm that his sewer was normal.

Rand had an ominous premonition after hearing the pleading of the apartment manager. He rushed to the bathroom and painfully discovered that the sewer was blocked.

In the past, he often encountered such a thing in the old apartment, but he did not think that he still has to deal with this thing.

Randy looked at the inconspicuous vortex on the gray floor tiles, and some confirmed that the problem was indeed there.

He has become accustomed to preparing for the roar and curse of the administrator (in his past days, the administrator and the landlord are usually two-in-one, and they almost all have the same bad temper as the devil), did not expect the other party to remain With a gentle voice, he will send a plumber to look at it.

Rand stunned for a moment before he realized that it was different in the past (he is now a person who can afford the maintenance of water pipes... or Vinson makes him a person who can afford these costs), but It does not prevent him from carrying a habitual embarrassment when he opens the door to meet the plumber.

He is definitely not the kind of person who can deal with these workers, but on the other hand, the person who appears at his door today is not a particularly amiable person.

His body is extremely strong, almost worthy of two Rand, the fluffy fluff on his face, and the deep wrinkles on the corner of his mouth, which makes him look very bitter, his skin is very dark, like Like the charcoal, every inch of the skin that is exposed to the outside is shining. In the chest of the ugly uniform of the chicken, he wrote his name, Lawrence.

Because the font was not very recognizable, Rand's eyes stayed on the badge for a little longer, and Mr. Lawrence was obviously dissatisfied with his reaction. He looked at Rand with the impatient and bitter expression.

"Do you think I have any questions?!"

He said.

Rand immediately shook his head.

"No, no, of course not."

Lawrence shrugged his shoulders and looked at the very heavy machine towards the bathroom, which was as heavy as the Hulk.

He really doesn't really like this thin and pale white apartment owner, especially when he sees a whole set of high-end furniture all over the apartment. It takes two months for any one of the accessories to work in order to pass the staging. The loan was bought – Lawrence felt more and more depressed when he thought about the money he lost at the gambling table yesterday.

Of course, he tried not to make this emotion too obvious, he has received too many complaints, and his supervisor is obviously not satisfied with this.

Lawrence opened the power switch of the dredge machine according to the rules and pressed down the clutch. He realized that the water has been observed here. It is not serious according to experience, but to his surprise, after a few seconds, he I heard the sound of the head mourning in the pipe, and the whole dredge trembled.

"Oh, hell!"

Lawrence angrily loosened the wrench.

When he pulled the knife out, he found that it was covered with a stuff that was so thick and extremely foul-smelling as asphalt.

"Look at God's sake! No one has taught you that not everything can be stuffed into the sewers?!"

He couldn't help but curse and began not to think about the **** complaints.

Rand tried to explain, but for Mr. Lawrence those are shit.

He eventually removed some of the water pipes and took out a large group of similar things from Rand's sewer line.

They are stinking, it is a kind of odor that is highly rotten after the creatures, but considering that Lawrence and Rand have never encountered human corpses that have been put on hold for more than half a month, they have not rotted these viscous objects. *linked together.

Rand's legs were a little soft, his stomach was extremely uncomfortable, and Lawrence's curse was an extra weight. He rushed to the living room, pushed open all the windows that could be pushed open and breathed like a second life. The air outside.

During this time, Lawrence was trying to seal the stuff into the sealed bag, even though he felt the terrible stench seemed to get into his skin even through the gloves.

At the same time, the feel of this gadget is also crazy.

Lawrence treated them as he cursed, and then he suddenly saw a flash of light in those dark things.

He instinctively picked up the thing and wiped it off with his fingers. He could barely see that it was a lady ring.

The slender white gold ring is encrusted with a ruby, and the laser inside the ring is engraved with the words "Yixi forever eighteen years old."

This is an adult gift ring.

Lawrence looked back subconsciously, the door was empty, and occasionally he could hear the groaning of the white chicken.

The large black man's mouth moved, and he rushed through the ring without any hesitation and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then he found some similar gadgets, some gimmicks, but they all became as incomplete as they were corroded. Lawrence ignored them and packed everything up, then quickly left Rand's home after finishing the work.

No girl will allow her adult gift ring to be cheap.

In Lawrence's opinion, this is obviously what the **** employer's girlfriend pulled down. From the perspective of his furniture, her things are definitely good.

Lawrence finally felt that his work was worth a bit of money, so that night, he happily sat on the gambling table and blocked a small amount of money.

He occasionally stroked the ring in his pocket across his pocket, feeling as if he was touching a stack of banknotes. Alcohol and adrenaline blur his mind – so he was completely unaware of the symptoms of convulsions and headaches that he had this night. His dark skin made his blood congestion hidden and difficult to detect under the dim light, which began from the fingers, to the palms, arms and even half of the body.

By the middle of the night, Lawrence had lost a lot of money because of serious blurred vision and dizziness, far exceeding his tolerance. The people in the bar even saw his bloodshot eyes, and had to say that it was scary. His entire white part of the eye has been filled with purple-black blood, which makes his eyes look slightly prominent, and his lips will tremble unconsciously while talking.

He doesn't look really right.

The bartender frowned at the back of the counter, and he could feel that the unpredictable hunch was fermenting, and obviously he was not willing to let his place get into trouble.

"Hey, man, I think it’s enough tonight."

He couldn't help but go out and put a bottle of wine between Lawrence and the group of gamblers and pressed it on the cards.

"No, no, no, yes, we can continue..."

Lawrence's reaction was very violent. He didn't notice that the other people stood up almost relieved and ready to leave. Instead, they were like an elephant with anesthesia and they were lying on the table.

"Oh, man, you are not in a good state tonight. I think you should go back to sleep."

A person laughed and said that it is obviously not going to continue.

"No, I can still, I am just... I am just..."

Lawrence tried hard to explain that his vision became very blurred.

"I just feel a little...some itchy...just some itching..."

He muttered and reached for his arm.

Yes, he noticed that his arm is very itchy.

He looked at it, and grabbed his hand again and again. He felt that he might be drunk, because he felt that his clothes became as fragile as a film, and they broke.

"Ah, ah, ah ah ah ah ah"

It seems that someone is screaming, full of fear, but for Lawrence, the voice is as weak as a mosquito.

"...my clothes... my clothes are not right..."

He kept muttering and stood up, he wanted to explain to those onlookers - more and more people were around him, but when he stepped forward, they would be crazy Go back.

"...play 911!"

He finally heard someone roaring.

Someone opened the gate of the headlights, and the darkness of the bar faded away.

The bright lights shot down.

Lawrence stood still, and he lowered his head and looked at his hand in confusion.

His flesh is removed from his bones like mud, bright red blood and meat.

"啪嗒" -

Fall to the ground.

His face, his arms, his body, his every place* began to itch.

Lawrence touched his face, but his eyes suddenly turned black.

He vaguely felt as if two round things had rolled down from his face.

Oh, that ring.