Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

It was chilling to be in this blood-soaked mansion, to be confronted by a moody Miriyah, and to sit and listen to her tell her about her secrets. Not to mention anything else, since you are talking, there will definitely be questions and answers, you don't know when you will say the wrong thing again, and the purple-eyed fox is very vindictive, it is a joke with his life. Maybe she didn't say more than three words, but she only drank a few sips of the cup of drink, and she took advantage of the weakness to poison or knock him unconscious, and dragged him to the operating room to torture him with corporal torture.

"Why do you want to give up Dixie for me?" for example, she looked at me with silver eyes as she asked.

How should I reply? A compliment will only make her think that I am weak, and she will not be able to stand it honestly, let alone sarcasm, and she may have her head plucked before she finished speaking. A professional female killer is like a tiger, no matter what, I have to escape from this cave first, and I have to say nothing else. Seeing that I was trembling and did not dare to raise my head, the thief woman's heart was full of conqueror's satisfaction, but she could not communicate normally. After a while, she turned over a poncho and rubber gloves and asked me to remove all traces of the house with her, and then went out and got into the car.

"We're not going back to the Waterfront Inn, let's talk about a place where you think you feel safe. Outside, it began to drizzle again, and Miriya did not put up the canopy, but allowed herself to soak in the rain. She said that when driving on an open road in this kind of weather, you should feel the gift of nature, and smoking in the wind will bring a sense of pleasure. When the car pulled out of the corner, she took it upon herself to decide where to go for me, saying, "How about just going back to the Fruit Kernel Hotel? It's always your old nest, I actually went there in early August." "

From her own words, I seem to remember this incident. Lin Rui hadn't gone to Moon Valley Radio at that time, and he was handing over how to input customer information and reception at the front desk. One night, a verbose old lady came to book a room, and when she entered the house, she found fault everywhere, and for a while she thought that the towel was too hard, and for a while said that the water pipe smelled, and she made a fuss for most of the night, so that I was speechless.

"I think about the little girl day and night, but I can't expose it, so I can only come to see you in this way. As soon as she stepped on the gas pedal and hit the highway, several fire trucks passed us as the car passed the Motor Vehicle Authority. Don't forget me to open the mobile phone, and when I saw tens of thousands of transfers popping up in the account, I smiled proudly and said, "You first talk to the little girl on the phone to report your safety, and I'll invite you for dinner." "

It turned out that when Miriyer fought with me, he still didn't forget to strategize and let all the Lancastrians go back to North Carolina first. Although Fan Pang was reluctant, she couldn't resist everyone, and before leaving, Lin Rui called to ask, and she decided to stop. According to the original plan, I should be locked in the mansion and tortured by her for two days until she felt completely convinced, and she was not satisfied with my answer.

"Doesn't that drugged fat man want a democratic vote? Then let him do as he likes, he will not agree with the seven, and the rest will obey me. She glanced at me and sighed, "The training is a bit hasty, you still have to be sharpened if necessary, you are still an unstable factor." "

"Then how can I be satisfied? Do I have to be beaten so that I can't take care of myself? See, my hands are still stiff. I lit a cigarette for myself and asked with a sad face, "Why do you always say I'm an unstable factor?

She smirked, and then slowly explained the reason. As early as after a long talk with Sullivan, she already had a qualified candidate in mind, because Krys and I had never been to Gibson, and Lin Rui had never shown his face, so the three of us would join the sorority as the main force. The two guys of Krys were already far-sighted, and there was no need to question that she would play a bad role; Lin Rui was her beloved daughter, so she would naturally listen to her mother's words; as for the others, they were anxious to go home, so they would cooperate with her without hesitation. Fan Fat is also an unstable factor, but he will be restrained by Marlowe, and there is no need for them to intervene, so it doesn't matter much. And I'm the one she thinks is the most unreliable.

"You yourself say how many women have you done to you in more than a month? The war with the Miriyas will be protracted, and you will soon lose your way when you fall into the flock of flowers and butterflies, and then you will be in love all day long, and the whole plan will not be defeated by you?"

"How long do you mean by protracted time? Is this the so-called wonderful journey? Why do I want to be a woman? Why don't you do it yourself, can't the success coefficient be higher?" As soon as I spit out a few words, I felt that the pair of beautiful eyes on the side became resentful, I couldn't help but shudder, and immediately changed my words: "Yes, for your hegemony, I will strive for meritorious service." "

"I don't think you want to live anymore! Miriya's circle is already small, and I will be recognized immediately as soon as I show up, which is why I need you. She waved her hand to show that I didn't have to be nervous, and sighed, "Not all girls can pretend to be Miriya, it's like an assessment, and you have to be able to get into the eyes of others." Amir is thriving, and the forces behind it will be strictly screened. As for the length of time, it is not yet known. But the mysterious woman said it would be a long process. What we're doing will determine their lives and deaths, and they're trying to change the past through their souls, and that's pretty much it. "

"I want to ask you a question that may make you unhappy, and you don't know whether to say it or not. I can understand that they hate you, little old man, but why are you so isolated in the Miriya circle?

"How could I not have friends? Of course there is, but you would never want to meet her. We are excluded because we are not willing to submit to the crowd and are accustomed to living a free life. People live in the world, even if they can make a lot of money, but they have to force a smile every day, which is not suitable for me. She braked suddenly, pointed to a mother and daughter passing by, opened the tool box and took out the gun, stuffed it into my hand and said, "I'll lean over slowly, give you time to aim, go and kill them, and I'll transfer you 100,000 at once." "

"What are you kidding, are you really crazy? Why should I do this for no reason? I left this blood money to yourself!" I threw the broken gun into the back seat, pushed the car door and tried to go down, but she grabbed me.

"Now you understand how important a free body is to a killer, right? It's such a fucked up feeling to be controlled, no ego, no emotion, exactly what the client wants, and sometimes I don't even want to take that kind of order. People get old and get tired of it, and even feel afraid. After taking a shower, I looked at myself distorted in the mirror, and it was difficult to find a trace of the past in it. She propped her chin and stared blankly at the side of the open road, asking, "What do you like about me, why are you interested in killers?".

"It should be noted that I'm only interested in female killers. It's cool, it's almost impossible for this kind of person to appear in life. I've always wondered what female killers would look like, pretty faces, muscular arms, perfect bodies or slender legs, and I would combine all the beautiful and sexy things in my head, even the characters in the movies and magazines, to create a young, perfect, brutal woman. I fell into a long reverie, looked sideways at her in the night, listened with a sweet smile, forgot for a moment the fierceness of the previous brutal devastation, and grasped her hand.

"As a result, that kind of person appeared, as if from a dream, she is you. I was blown away when we first met, it was more amazing than I could have imagined. I said to myself, how do I behave, how can I get her to look at me more, what does she like, what do I do to make her like me? I can't believe you're real. "

"So, you pursue illusory love, even if you are slaughtered by me, don't you care?, even a little satisfied?" she broke away from my hand and lamented, "What you think in your little brain is exactly what I hate the most in my life." When I humiliated my little girl, I hated her for being both pure and idiotic, and it was better to die in my hands than for her to be devoured by the real society in the future. "

"What do you think? You think that the simplicity of human nature at the beginning is full of flaws, but aren't you also like us, who came from a young age?"

"How is that possible? Haven't you fucking been calling me a pervert? How can a pervert have the kind of mental experience that you don't know the difficulties of the world and do everything? I can accept the vicious abuse of you two in private more than to talk about love with affection. "

As she turned her head to look at the scenery, I quickly shook off my crotch, climbed back into McLaren, and drove the car back onto the road. In this way, a person who didn't know what a killer was and a person who was already a killer started an awkward conversation under the slightest rain curtain.

"You might think that female killers only attack men, but we treat men and women equally. I hunted a group of camping youths about your age in the forest, and they didn't know why until they died. Some girls knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, saying that they should not occupy my parking space at the gas station, some said that they should not rely on the chatter of many people, and some said that they should not play loud music to disturb others. I wondered, how could they find out so much wrongdoing, and I didn't kill them for any reason. "

"But aren't killers generally disciplined enough to touch worthless people? "

"The brute ram is a good friend of the Brotherhood bound by the precepts, and I enjoy being called a madman. Seeing that I was badly injured by the continuous fighting, and was clutching my chest and wailing in pain, the thief threw an ice pack and said, "Young people like you are living selfishly in your own little world, and you don't care about earthquakes, floods, and terrorist attacks. When interviewed by the girls on Channel 9, you will pretend to have a heavy expression, but in fact you are laughing in your heart, it's my business, it's not me who died. "

I applied an ice pack under my bruised ribs and felt much better. She is right, the disaster is not caused by young people, so why should we go against our hearts and pretend to be posturing, does Miriya want us to shoulder our social responsibility?

"Do you want to say that people may settle down to face these heavy problems when they reach an old age, and feel that life and property are precious? But how can we explain the recent news of school workers beating mentally handicapped youths? How do you know that they are not the first and the other behind? Dressed in the skin of saints, they may be parents who commit violence against their children, or they may be financial accounts that make false accounts, and moreover, husbands who eat meat and steal incense? Human society is very complicated. Rubbing her face, she drank her beer and said, "Everyone has some nervous abnormalities, such as cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive disorder or irritability and prejudice, which will be carried into life and determine the way to live." No matter how holy a person is, he will inevitably peek at beautiful women. And I think that the world of madmen is the most suitable and easiest for me. "

"Isn't a madman a curse? It's really hard for me to understand right now. I laughed and leaned closer to her, and asked, "Then what do you hate about us? If you had to choose one, who would you kill?"

"Of all your fox friends, if you have to choose one, the nine channel girls have the most appetite for me. But she is older, and has experienced vicissitudes, people are more sophisticated and can see through, they will not cry or be ugly before they die, they will often be calmer and can face death calmly, so it will not be interesting. Why don't I take you to Pineville in a moment, and let's go up to her house and sit down?" Forget-me-not blinked her sly eyes and leaned into my ear and smiled, "Why did I ask you so many times if you wanted a truce when you were in the mansion?"

"I don't want to go to Pineville, I don't have the face to see Dixie again. No matter how vicious you are, I don't want to leave you. The wicked are so obsessed. As for the fact that you have asked me so many times if you want a truce, isn't it just to trick me? What else can it be?"

"Haha, 99 out of 100 people will answer like this, if it is a beast ram that wants to kill you, will you kneel and lick it? I think even if you don't measure yourself, you will choose to fight for your life and not bow your head. But if the object is changed to me, you will think that women are always softer than men, maybe you can beg for mercy and survive, right?" She originally looked very relaxed, but suddenly her tone became serious, and said: "My intention in doing so is to tell you with practical actions that in the face of Miriya, even if you bite your tongue and kill yourself, you must not beg for mercy." "

Although I love to listen to her breezy nonsense, forget-me-not suddenly changed color, and I couldn't help but straighten up and fall silent.

"Some of them have a face more pure and harmless than Miss Lukugu, but their hearts are as poisonous as snakes and scorpions. The women who can become Miriya have a more complicated life experience, and their genes are full of twists, extremes and tyranny, and once they fall into their hands, there is no way out. They enjoy hearing people wailing and screaming, and they even record it and broadcast it to you over and over again. The more you beg for mercy, the more excited they become, and when you are dying, Miriya will prick you and pour hydrochloric acid into you to force you to scream until you finally die. She shuddered, and her eyes showed panic, and she said, "Compared with those thieves, I may be a gentler one, and those bloody scenes, even I feel creepy when I see them! You must remember my words." "

At nine o'clock in the evening, as the car entered South Carolina and passed through Piedmont near Greentown, she stopped the car and dragged me into a French seafood restaurant, where she asked for a large table of fish and crabs with the money she had recently gotten. It can be seen that after a whole day of mutual play, she is already hungry. When asked if she was not feeding on the captives? The thief said that she had made it all up, but that it was true that she had eaten human flesh. She did this to intimidate, to break down the quack's psychological defenses, and to want him to reveal where the documents were.

"Your face, although it is the same as when we met Yin Liao, is much more refined and looks younger, how did you do that?"

"Because of the demon heart, it feeds on people and extracts fat, so I eat five times as much food as ordinary people every day. "

She thought it was too hot indoors, so she took off her coat and ate and drank bare-chested, and her gestures were so rude and savage that I couldn't move my eyes when I saw that the eaters couldn't move their eyes, so I sat down on her side, blocking the eyes of those who were fascinated, and asked if every Miriya had such a look like her.

"When the little girl was arguing with me, she also liked to make a big fuss about her appearance. I was originally born as a charmer, but because I was too tall and had thick knuckles, I changed my career to become Miriya. "Forget-me-not, even if you are martial, you are a woman, and women love to listen to compliments, not to mention that this is a fact. She has a unique and powerful charm that can capture people's souls, and men are so fascinated that they lose their minds and easily fall into the pit. That kind of beauty is mature and full beauty, which is diametrically opposed to pure and bright, and is more feminine.

She is tall, taller than me in high heels, and her physical strength is even more amazing. If you are blindfolded in hand-to-hand combat with her, you don't feel that this is a woman at all, but more like a murderous thug. Miriya's knuckles are thick and hard, I used to fight with people, relying on the youth always liked to practice the trunk of the tree, the best at fist to fist, that will make the opponent's phalanges crack, instantly lose combat effectiveness. When dealing with female soldiers, Krys, and Sister Di, he tried and tested. But the purple-eyed fox's fist style is harder than mine, like a hammer.

I had just eaten half a lobster when she swept all the pots on the table in one go. Seeing this, she smiled embarrassedly, called the waiter to order a new table, then went to the bathroom to wash up, and began to learn from My Fair Lady with her chin propped up.

The most distinctive feature of forget-me-not is that you can switch your tone at any time, one second you are still birding, and the next second you will be scolding. You'll never know what she's thinking, or what she'll do next. While I was concentrating on applying mustard to the oysters, she suddenly grabbed her arm, and the thief lady suddenly had red eyes, threw herself into my arms, and cried hoarsely: "I thought I was covered with blood, and I had already become a denied to my relatives, and I admired being a female animal." As a result, after turning into a half-demon, I realized that my essence was that I was a poor creature who was weaker and helpless than anyone else. "