Dawn of the Grey Tower

"You are better not to go out recently. Emergency treatment is doing very well, and your self-healing ability is better than ordinary people, but no one can guarantee that your ribs will be stuck in the internal organs." More like a butcher's clothes, a bald man with a handful of goats washes his hands in the sink, and he speaks almost as loudly as the sound of water. No need to activate the dark vision of the rat talent, Jerry can also see the disgusted expression on the other person's face as if he had just touched a boat's extremely filthy things. But given that he is one of the few doctors in the city who can be diagnosed in the dark, the Ratman said nothing.

"I swear that if you let me touch the dirty beast again, I must... well, the price is ok, but not next time." The whispered conversation across the door also did not escape his ears, this set He had heard it from the doctor’s mouth no less than three times, and it was nothing more than an excuse to raise prices. The reason why he has not been able to make such a price increase again and again has been that it may be that in this business he is a rare black doctor who really has the ability to save people instead of killing them. There are very few neutrals who never sell patient information, and the latter may be more important.

"Squeak!" The unlubricated door shaft uttered an extremely harsh scream when opened, which was torture for the Ratmen. Jerry is very sure that the person who opened the door knows this, but he still repeats the move with pleasure, even when the door shaft is not loud enough, he will quit and come in again. He tried to use this disgusting method to warn the rat The status of people here.

"You missed it." The low, muddy voice that made men and women indistinguishable came out from under the grotesque mask, neither the tone nor the popularity. It is impossible to speculate whether this sentence is a rebuke or a statement of fact.

"I dealt with three goals, not a miss." Jerry leaned against the cold wall, which helped him relieve the burning pain in his body. Pain comes not only from the wound, but also from the medicine. Although the medicine provided by the black doctor has a significant effect, the pain and sequelae often caused are not lost to the wound itself. But for people with short careers, the speed at which it works is more important.

"Half the task is better than not doing it. The remaining life will only let the successor of the person you killed know how to prevent, and they will be very careful." The mask person refuted Jerry's excuse, but it only stopped here. .

"However, your employer is very satisfied with your performance. Although you did not solve all the goals, they are still willing to pay all the rewards. You are lucky." The man said, throwing a money bag in front of Jerry, but that bag Abnormally light, "I have deducted the cost of treatment and agency fees. The remaining money is probably enough for you to eat something better than garbage. As a mouse, you should be grateful."

"Ding!" Flying knife, firmly inserted into the door frame, but only two palms away from the mask's face. Jerry maintained the posture of throwing a flying knife, and his eyes shone dangerously. Only he himself knew whether his knife was deliberately thrown or simply a mistake under the action of drugs that caused severe pain to the body. But no matter what kind, the mask person does not care, there are more people who want his life.

"Huh, you better cherish these tools, because if you continue to work like this, you will soon have to kill people with claws and teeth." The other party finished, closing the door in the scream of the door shaft.

Breathing, rushing in the dark, pain and injury provoke the instinctive response of this body, it is trying to extend life in its own way. Jerry could feel the turbulent impulse in his thoughts, and he could always feel the urge to completely cover his reason and return him to his original state. Breathe, breathe, feel the air flowing from the nose into the lungs, and feel the energy of life spread out from the lungs, and spread into the limbs and blood along with the blood and other tissues. Silently count one to ten, then one to ten, and remove all thoughts and desires, only remember one to ten, only breathe, only qi.

The original impulse was taken away in the silent number. Jerry's thoughts gradually calmed down in this silence. He kept taking a deep breath, intentionally or unintentionally wanting to dive his consciousness into more subtle corners of the body to control the breath.

"Boom! Boom!" The heartbeat exploded in the brain like Hong Zhong, and all the efforts to enter this state were destroyed at once, and the consciousness of the ratman was sent back to the sensory world he was familiar with. He opened his eyes, helpless and lonely in his eyes, failed again, and failed to condense again. He even suspected that his teacher threw him here because he failed to do that step.

His mood became more and more chaotic, and even the darkness in the room began to irritate. It seemed that he might stretch out ten million devil claws at any time to drag the ratmen into the abyss. He didn't want to stay here anymore. But where can he go? It is daytime and it belongs to those people. Even if it is a rushing capital, a city that claims to be inclusive, this inclusiveness is quite different. For a monster like him, inclusiveness means being sent to the circus.

"King, knock, is anyone home?" Cold sweat, wet his back instantly. Jerry’s eyes were fixed on the door, as if he saw something incredible, and the person outside the door was undecided about it, and continued, “I’ll give you what I dropped last night. If you don’t say anything, I'll go in myself, I can't keep a girl waiting here all the time."

Do you want to escape? But there is no window in this room. Where can he escape from UU reading www.uukanshu.com? Since you can't escape, just try it. Jerry thought so, his hand had touched the handle of the flying knife behind his waist. Almost at the same time, the door suddenly opened! A shadow came straight from the outside to his door! The Ratman thought about it, and threw a flying knife backhand. Two things collided in the air, making a crisp metal symphony, and then fell to the ground at the same time. The thing thrown from the door was a dagger, his dagger. To be precise, it was the one he lost when he was chased by Catwoman last night. Of course, there is only one person who can bring the dagger.

"Are you living here? I didn't expect not only the appearance, but also the habits to be like mice. Yeah, how do you throw things around?" She walked into the house and pulled out the flying knife on the door frame, trying to throw Out. But when Jerry subconsciously tried to avoid it, she showed a playful smile. She was playing him, just like last night's chase. And the mouse forced to the deepest of the nest no longer has the ability and direction to escape.

"How did you find this place?" Jerry almost accepted his fate. He just wanted to know how the other party caught him in just one day. It shouldn't be so easy to find here.

Cat, smile, for her prey, that smile is never pleasing to the eye, "Does cat still need to find a mouse after catching a mouse? How can you say that you feel free from me? I not only know that you are here, I also know you Name, Jerry."