End of Mystery

Seeing that the Red Eyes Club accepted this newcomer and was about to start the next guidance, Xiao Xiao also left alone. Today's Heimen City is indeed on the right track in every aspect, and it is obvious that these people are still there, even more numerous than when he just woke up before. The time is still a little less, and the average strength is also worse, but somehow, it starts to give people a sense of security.

Probably, order and rules themselves are things that can make people feel at ease?

Xiao Xiao thought about all this, but there was always a lingering depression in his heart.

He could see the efforts of Mr. Ye and Yang Jia, and he could also see the changes they brought.

However, I always feel that whether it is the clean-up and order that Mr. Ye brought to Heimen City, or Yang Jia's tireless efforts to make the hope that foreigners in Heimen City have, it seems that they are all based on a "foreign land" that is in harmony with "" return" basis.

But can you really go back?

At the moment when all the forces in Heimen City have already started to get busy, it happens that he, the nominal president, has nothing to do.

Xiao Xiao also understood in his heart that perhaps what he should do most at this time is to go to the small building of the old president to understand everything he studied at the beginning, and even prepare to inherit and implement his Noah plan.

But when he thought about what Uncle Chen told him at that time, the pressure doubled.

After telling himself that it was Lu Yin, that is, the secret compass that guided him to enter the small building, Chen Bo also insisted on his identity as the guardian of the old president's legacy, and told the old president's greatest desire and pursuit. Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao didn't even mention these things to Yang Jia.

But now he can't make a decision whether to inherit these things, because the responsibility is too great.

Maybe the current self is no longer a newcomer.

However, he still felt that his understanding of the world was still too little to be so cruel.

so……

... Forget it, let's go back to the office and play minesweeper first!

Before he finds his father and understands what happened to him, perhaps the only thing that has real meaning is to get more points and strengthen himself and those special items as much as possible.

But what makes people tangled is that points are fast enough when they are spent, but where do you find them when they are used?

Ordinary distortion events earn too little...

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What Xiao Xiao didn't know was that when he returned to the office with a mentality of looking down on Xiaoqian, at this time, on the western edge of Heimen City, on the deserted streets, there was a strange mist quietly permeating the streets. , flooded the stone path.

In the mist, the light of the street lamps also became pale.

The sounds of residents watching TV, arguing, and doing some private things in the houses on both sides quietly went away.

Only the homeless man on the side of the road quietly retracted his neck and covered himself with a cardboard box.

Deep in the fog, a figure gradually appeared.

He walked forward with ease, with a hint of emotion on his face. When he got closer and closer, his figure emerged from the mist, and he could see that this was a thin man. , It was full of stickers, all of which were white notes.

A pair of pitch-black eyes loomed under the white paper fluttering in the wind.

It looks mysterious and has a weird temperament.

When his body was completely out of the fog, he had already come to the end of the street. Looking up, the huge and profound scenery of the entire Heimen City came into view deeply. His eyes under the note, It also seemed to be getting a little excited.

But without saying a word, he slowly squatted down and looked down at the ground.

Muttering in a low voice, it seems to be talking to someone.

The odd sight, and the unsettling atmosphere, alarmed the homeless on the side of the road.

He was just taking a sneak peek at first, but seeing that person squatting not far away, not getting up for a long time, the panic and anxiety in his heart became more and more intense, so he finally plucked up the courage and asked in a low voice: " What are you looking at there?"

"I'm looking at this city..."

The attitude of the other party was unexpectedly friendly, and he smiled: "I want to ask this city something, but he refuses to tell me."

"Ask something, shouldn't you find someone?"

The homeless man didn't quite understand: "Why are you muttering to the ground?"

"Because, this city is actually alive."

The man with the notes on his face replied with a smile: "We are all living in hell, do you feel like you are still alive?"

"No, in fact, you have already died unknowingly. You will feel very familiar when you look around, and there is no change, but in fact, we have all become ghosts, and this city is the jailer who guards us. Let us suffer forever."

These nagging words made the homeless man feel more and more uneasy, and subconsciously changed the subject:

"Then did you ask?"

"..."

The person with the note on his face smiled: "He didn't really want to say it, but I still almost got the answer."

"That……"

The homeless man shrank back: "The question came out, why don't you leave?"

He was so scared, he just felt that if this person didn't leave, he would give up this relatively warm nest.

"Because I was thinking about how to say hello to them..."

The person with the note on his face smiled, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the homeless man: "Are you hungry?"

The homeless man was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I ate half a loaf of bread this morning."

"What's the point of half a loaf?"

The person with the note on his face smiled and said, "Do you want to go to the convenience store in front and have a bowl of hot beef noodles with some sausage?"

The tramp let out a grunt and swallowed, but dared not speak.

He didn't quite believe that such a good thing would happen to him.

And the person with the note on his face seemed to see what the tramp was thinking, and said with a smile: "I said before, we are all in hell now, we are actually evil spirits, it's just that someone came from these The evil spirits were picked out, became ghost messengers, became accomplices, and some still need to suffer forever without knowing it, but we hate this world very much..."

"Why do you have to suffer? Why can't you have a bowl of hot beef noodles?"

"..."

His voice was very bewitching, and some longing gradually appeared in the homeless man's eyes.

"Let's go, I treat you to eat!"

The person with the note on his face stood up with a smile and said, "As long as you are willing to follow me to the store in front."

He said, regardless of the homeless man's answer, he walked over first. After hesitating for a while, the homeless man quickly got out of the paper shell and followed him while keeping a certain distance. Arrived next to the store in front.

He didn't expect that this person actually spent money, bought a bowl of beef noodles, added sausages, and asked the clerk to soak it up.

The homeless squatted next to the store, eating anxiously and quickly, for fear that he would snatch it away.

But this strange man with a note on his face just looked at him with a smile, and when the homeless man was about to drink the last mouthful of soup, he suddenly said: "You don't seem to be full, so do you think about the food ahead?" In this restaurant, let’s order a few dishes, big fish and meat, and even order a few more bottles of wine, and then drink and eat meat while the heating and air conditioning are blowing, and chat along the way?”

The homeless man was stunned, and could only nod vigorously.

So they actually went to the restaurant and ordered several dishes, including fish and meat, and even wine.

But before he finished eating, he suddenly looked at the dishes on the table with disgust, and said: "These are not good, do you want to eat big lobster?"

"Do you want to eat caviar? Eat foie gras? Drink tens of thousands of dollars a bottle of red wine?"

"..."

The homeless man felt like he was having a good dream, so he could only keep nodding his head.

So he really led by this person, entered the high-end western restaurant that would have been driven away even if he got closer, ate the big lobster and caviar he had only seen on TV, and drank the kind of Sour but extremely expensive red wine, but just when he felt that he had enjoyed the best thing in his life, the person with the note on his face asked mysteriously:

"Do you want to play with women? The most beautiful one, as beautiful as a star."

"..."

The homeless man couldn't believe his eyes, until the man actually took him into a high-end club.

Just a few hours ago, the homeless man who could only squat on the side of the road, being blown by the cold wind and not knowing where to find tomorrow's breakfast, suddenly enjoyed the best things in the world, even the most beautiful Sweet dreams dare not dream of things, he is wearing a silk nightgown, with a cigar in his mouth, holding two top beauties in his arms, feeling that he already has everything.

But the person with the note on his face just looked at him with a smile.

No matter what the bum was doing, he just waited patiently, even when he slept with two beautiful women.

He waited until the homeless man finished his work and came to him contentedly, and thanked him devoutly, then leaned forward with a smile, and said softly: "Are you finished playing? Is there anything else you want, or Do you want to eat or play?"

"OK OK……"

The homeless man said with tears of gratitude: "I never thought in my life that I would still have the blessings I have today..."

"But why are you being so nice to me..."

"..."

"Because I hit it off with you..."

The person with the note on his face smiled and said, "And what's the point of just one day, is it okay to be like this every day from now on?"

"Really?"

The homeless man had a pleasant expression on his face, and strong surprise appeared in his cloudy and gray eyes.

"Of course."

The person with the note on his face smiled and said, "Go get me a bottle of beer first, let's chat slowly."

"well……"

Excited, the tramp turned around and went to get a beer from the table.

But the moment he turned around, the person with the note on his face suddenly made a move.

The speed of his shot was as fast as lightning, and his movements were extremely precise. His fingers were like iron hooks, and he pierced through the vagabond's head in an instant, destroying his thalamus, so as to prevent the vagabond from feeling violent during the death process. pain.

After confirming that the homeless man was dead within a very short period of time, he carefully supported him and laid him down.

The expression on the homeless man's face had frozen, but he still had a hopeful smile and a contented expression.

His life has successfully stayed at the most satisfying and hopeful time in his life.

Because even the action of killing him was precisely calculated.

The timing and actions are extremely strict, in order to prevent the panic of being killed from destroying his hard-won joy and happiness.

"I really envy you, brother, that you can die without any pain at the happiest time..."

He looked at the homeless man with a smile, his eyes were full of pity and sympathy.

Then, he picked up the body of the homeless man, and gently placed it on the soft big bed in the hotel. He personally cleaned his body, shaved off his beard, and arranged his hair. Slowly, tear his chest apart bit by bit.

Some things are taken out, some things are put in.

Every movement is extremely careful, rigorous, and full of respect for this person.

After more than an hour, he finished his work when the sky outside had begun to dim.

Then, he picked up the homeless man, walked out of the room slowly, took the elevator downstairs, and came to the most prosperous intersection in the city, and then brought the homeless man who had been made like a work of art, Standing in the middle of the intersection.

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Time passed little by little, the sky was getting brighter, and there were more vehicles on the road.

The few cars passing by at first didn't even notice the slightly stiff and weird figure in the middle of the street.

It wasn't until the sun's rays completely shone into the city that someone inside the vehicle suddenly saw the figure.

After taking a closer look, he suddenly screamed in surprise.

Afterwards, the sense of panic started from this intersection, and it began to spread in the city in an instant.

"Beep—"

"Ding Lingling..."

"..."

After returning home from the bar, Xiao Xiao, who had just fallen asleep, was soon awakened by the ringing of the email and the phone.

Only then did he learn about the strange incident that had just occurred in Black Gate City, and also saw the carefully placed artwork.

It was a man in a high-end white suit with a satisfied and happy smile on his face.

The eyes were hollowed out and replaced by two red roses.

His body was placed in an elegant walking appearance, with one hand stretched forward, as if asking for something.

That unusual sense of weirdness is unforgettable at a glance, and it is deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Pervert killer?"

Xiao Xiao didn't feel the aura of painful substance or distortion in this homeless man, and frowned slightly.

"No."

Yang Jia shook his head: "This is the way hell organizations greet people."

"This is telling us that they are coming soon..."

There is another chapter today