I want to kill a god before I die

"Thank goodness."

It's just that they didn't expect that the girl left in the end.

in ways they wouldn't expect.

however

Not everyone is so simple.

"Actually, I really don't understand. If you have trouble, you can just call the police. Why do you choose this most stupid way?"

"Heh, self-directed and self-acted just want to get angry, do you really think she is really going to commit suicide?"

"Those who say these words, won't your conscience hurt?"

"It's true, her character was not good at school, and people in the forum next door have stoned her."

"I do not believe!"

Intense topic, sparked debate.

Then some "justice" people sent a series of links, which contained so-called evidence.

So, there was no need to ask for proof, and the matter just fermented.

"I didn't expect it, it turned out to be such a person."

"Why did you slander me, Goddess Xiyue?! You deserve it!"

"Block the black, report it, don't thank me."

Cheng Hai sometimes wonders whether there will be one person selected in every place to bear all the malice from the world.

What he experienced was actually much more terrifying than that of the girl.

But in comparison, he might be luckier.

At least, he has a good dean, and he can beat those villains who slander him.

He suddenly thought of the murderous Ms. Heiye, and a sense of absurd identity came to him in his heart.

Across a screen, it seems that many people have released the beast in their hearts.

This is evil.

"hehe"

Cheng Hai smiled and lit a cigarette for himself.

No wonder there are fewer and fewer heroes now.

After all, who would want to protect a bunch of scum?

"cough cough"

The person sitting next to Cheng Hai flapped his hands and moved outside.

Cheng Hai glanced at him and sighed.

In a blink of an eye, it was already night.

Somehow, he came to the cemetery.

Since the artist never showed up, he could only come to the nearest square and wait for Xu Qiufan to pick him up.

"You are a young man, why are you sighing?"

The person who was far away came up again and chatted with him very familiarly.

His age seemed to be about the same as Cheng Hai's, and his complexion was also similar, with a sickly whiteness.

"When I'm tired, I sigh." Cheng Hai said.

"To be young, you need to be a little bit energetic. If you don't touch something that hurts your body like cigarettes, you won't touch it."

Cheng Hai glanced at him indifferently, and said casually: "It's been too long, I can't quit."

"How long?"

"It's been more than ten years, I don't remember clearly."

"So long? If you don't smoke, you can buy a Bentley." The young man was serious.

"Do you smoke?" Cheng Hai asked back.

"Don't smoke."

"What about your Bentley?"

"Well, there it is."

The young man took out a bunch of car keys, and not far away, a chic car lit up.

Cheng Hai: ""

This is setting him up

At this moment, the ferocious roar of the engine sounded from a distance, and a black bolt of lightning galloped from the end of the line of sight.

"I got it, Ferrari!"

In the shocked eyes of the young people, a supercar was approaching, and a dragon swung its tail and stopped in front of them.

"boarding!"

Xu Qiufan rolled down the window.

Cheng Hai glanced at the young man calmly, and sighed again.

"Lonely"

The young man looked embarrassed, but Xu Qiufan looked at him and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

"I don't want to leave yet," the young man stammered.

"Go away."

Xu Qiufan flicked his finger, and suddenly a golden light flashed.

The young man's face froze, his body gradually became blurred, and his Bentley also disappeared.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat with no expression on his face, Cheng Hai asked, "Is this your usual job?"

The young man was a ghost, pale because his head was bleeding all the time.

"Almost, I will deal with it when I encounter it."

"There are still a bunch in the cemetery, why don't you go?" Cheng Hai asked again, trying to avoid a topic he didn't want to talk about.

"The ones that can be left in the cemetery are mostly because of obsession, not resentment. They can't communicate, they can't move, and when their family's offerings are finished, they lose the energy to maintain this world, and they will naturally dissipate.

Like the one I told you just now, I was unwilling to die in a racing car.Although it is not harmful now, it has already produced spiritual wisdom. If there is another accident here one day and absorbs the resentment of other dead, this obsession will deteriorate.Therefore, he must be strangled in the cradle to prevent it from happening. "

"Killed in the Cradle"

Cheng Hai looked out the window, dazed for a while.

He patted on the car window and asked again, "Is this what you're doing to buy this?"

"How can it be? I only earn a small change in this line of work. I bought it with my pocket money."

"Oh"

Cheng Hai nodded, the cigarette in his mouth suddenly became dull.

"Smoking less, it's not good for your health."

"Ah."

"To tell you the truth, my second uncle's nephew slipped and broke his leg when going down the stairs because he smoked too much. He is still in a wheelchair."

""

Cheng Hai was silent, looking at leaning against the car window.

He doesn't like others to persuade him to quit smoking, because it is impossible in this life.

Although there is not much left

The scenery outside the window is rapidly regressing. It would be great if time could do the same.

Chapter 36 The Plea of ​​the Weak

The blocked square no longer had the hustle and bustle of the past.

The girl's body has been put away by the police, and there are only two night watchmen left in the huge square.

"Do you think they won't come?" Xu Qiufan asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing more than an arty layman. If the three views are not correct, it's normal if he is a coward." Cheng Hai chuckled.

Xu Qiufan: ""

Cheng Hai's mood seemed quite bad.

"It's getting foggy."

Cheng Hai raised his head and stretched out his hand to touch the sky.

Fine particles, stained with damp mist.

"The fog"

Xu Qiufan looked around, and the mist seemed to gather faster.

"I'll go for a walk, and I'll leave it to you here."

Cheng Hai stood up dumbly and walked into the fog.

"Wait! This is"

Xu Qiufan's heart skipped a beat, but as soon as he stood up, Cheng Hai was gone.

The battle has already begun

The bright floor lamps are engulfed by rich white, and you can't see your fingers.

Cheng Hai slowed down and said with a sneer, "Is this the rescuer you invited?"

"It seems that you like to speak ill of people behind their backs."

A man's voice came from all directions, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the truth.

"Did I say something bad? Repeated what you did?" Cheng Hai sneered.

"What I did? Did you kill that girl?"

The artist also laughed, and sarcastically said: "You human beings are really hypocritical. It is obvious that you destroyed her soul by yourself. When it is my turn, it becomes blasphemy."

"If others make mistakes, you should also learn from them. Some people eat shit, why don't you follow suit?"

Cheng Hai's face was cold, and he stopped in front of a willow tree.

"Hahaha!"

The artist smiled back in anger, that face was somewhat sacred in its ferocity.

"Let me tell you. When I met that girl, she had lost all thoughts of this world. When I told her why I came, she was very grateful to me. I was moved by her, so I came to help She has completed the sublimation of the soul.

Someone who truly defiled her purity!But you! "

"Let me tell you too. I caught a ghoul a few days ago, and when I cut off his legs and pulled Hezi out, he was very grateful to me. Then I took him to the Street of Death and sold him 70. So I think it’s a waste to grow this kind of thing on you.”

At this moment, Cheng Hai felt that he might be a speciesist.

At least he didn't like these man-eating monsters at all.

"Play the piano to the cow."

Cheng Hai's words made the artist very angry.

This time, he completely lost his patience, and the thorny Hezi bloomed ferociously, attacking from the dense fog!

Maybe he didn't realize it at this time, he had a double standard.

"exhausted."