Crimson Comes

Like a puppet, it has been tied to a string, but it thinks it is alive and is ecstatic.

After sighing slightly, Wei Wei silently took out the tablet and recorded: "I found the first type of danger."

"Nature: Life Demon"

"Grade: D-Class"

"I found one high-level demon infected person, four intermediate-level infected people, and low-level infected people..."

Slightly silent, glanced at the crazy crowd, and continued to record: "...all of them."

"Solution plan..."

Looking at the basic items that need to be filled in the last electronic report, Wei Wei thought for a while, and entered carefully:

"...Strictly abide by the training regulations of the foundation, and provide friendly persuasion and guidance to kind people who have gone astray!"

"..."

Putting away the tablet, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he took out two guns from the pouch behind him, checked them carefully, and then started to check the bullets.

The little yellow thing exudes a lovely halo.

The red warhead as thick as a thumb gives people a strong sense of security.

With a gentle smile, Wei Wei carefully checked the bullets, then re-pressed the magazine and loaded it.

Standing up calmly, in the smell of alcohol, perfume, and some kind of smell of rotten seafood, he squeezed through the frenzied crowd around him, checked whether there was a back door on this floor, and then used the The chain is carefully locked.

Back in the hall, he punched the light switch next to him, gripping the gun tightly.

I like things like persuading people to be kind.

Chapter 2 Life Demons

"Boom, Shakaraka..."

The pale lights turned on, illuminating the bar brightly, interrupting the madness rising in the darkness.

The vibrating music was still ringing in the ears, but the sudden lighting still made everyone feel strongly uncomfortable. I don’t know how many heads in the bar, after a long while, reacted from the state of madness. After adapting to the strong lights around them, they turned around and looked around, and their gazes fell on Wei Wei whose palm was slowly retracted from the direction of the switch.

In their field of vision, a new face appeared.

She doesn't look very old, only eighteen or nineteen years old, but she has a calm and sophisticated temperament.

He quickly took out an unclear ID, waved it at random to everyone, and then put it away at a faster speed.

"Everyone, sorry to bother you."

Wei Wei squeezed out a professional smile on his face, and spoke very politely: "I'm from the Department of Supernatural Research and Investigation."

"You worship the power of the devil and cause the spread of the devil factor, which belongs to the first type of dangerous behavior strictly prohibited by the administrative department."

"...So, please stand in line and go back with me to accept the investigation, okay?"

"..."

"Investigation Section?"

Before Wei Wei finished speaking, the people present were shocked.

Then I don't know how many people looked slightly frightened, and subconsciously looked at the gothic man on the stage.

Some people wondered: Mr. DJ, isn't everything done?

Some people also wondered: What is the investigation department for?

In all kinds of puzzled eyes, the gothic man also reacted abruptly. First, he quickly glanced at the elevator entrance, but found no other suspicious figures, and then quickly scanned the monitoring screen. There was no one outside the building. Other movements.

Although he didn't understand how he came in, he quickly regained his composure, with a smile on his face, and said:

"Is there any misunderstanding?"

"..."

He spoke very politely and his tone was gentle.

But soon, the people in front of the dance floor reacted, squeezed in slightly, and blocked the life statue behind, while the DJ's voice continued to sound softly: "We worship one of the twelve main gods who are in charge of life force : Goddess of Life. She was born from the boundless spiritual ocean, brought life and health to this world, and also brought us spiritual comfort..."

"It is He who helps us cure diseases and heal wounds, and it is He who guides us, lost lambs, to..."

"..."

In the gentle tone of Mr. DJ, there are many people around, their eyes are gradually fascinated, and a sense of piety arises spontaneously. fading away fast...

Wei Wei had an expression of listening carefully, but raised his right hand impatiently.

He holds a gun in his hand.

The gun is an old-fashioned pistol with a very long barrel, and even a little rust. It has a rough temperament, like a tough guy with a bad temper.

Then Wei Wei hooked the trigger directly.

"Bah!"

A burst of flames erupted from the muzzle of the gun.

With a "crash", a man standing beside the dance floor, blocking the statue of the Goddess of Life, suddenly froze on the spot. He looked down in disbelief, and saw that his abdomen had been shot out There was a big hole of bloody flesh.

Through this hole, one can see the idol behind.

The bullet passed through his abdomen and hit the lower part of the statue, causing stone fragments to fly everywhere.

The statue lost its support, and slowly fell down, breaking into pieces on the ground, and a figure slowly slid out from inside.

It was a girl who could vaguely distinguish a human form. She looked like she was still in school. She had a ponytail and even wore school uniform pants.But her body, the parts that can be seen, are as thin as wood, like a crumpled black rag.

The sudden sound of gunfire awakened Wei Wei's obsessed crowd, and even the DJ's words were abruptly stopped.

Countless expressions changed drastically, and they stared blankly at Wei Wei.

"Life demons do not give life."

Wei Wei smiled and patiently explained to them: "The life demon just has the ability to deprive and bestow life energy. It can transfer the life energy of one unit to another unit. It can transform a person's life activity into Pure life energy is extracted and deprived, and given to others. Therefore, your so-called prayers are just using demons to take the lives of others."

After a pause, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "You guys are even used to wasting these stolen lives..."

"..."

"you……"

The gothic Mr. DJ doesn't seem to be in the mood to listen to Wei Wei's science score. He was talking with Wei Wei in a whisper and friendly manner just now. He was surprised by the sudden shot, especially when he saw Wei Wei actually After hurting people mercilessly, and even smashing the idol he worshiped, his eyes turned blood red instantly, and the veins on his neck burst like earthworms.

"Blasphemer, you are a blasphemer..."

He suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill him, capture him, and sacrifice him to the goddess..."

"Whoa..."

The shot just now caused most people present to fall into shock. The roar of the DJ made them react. They saw the broken statue on the ground and the little girl exposed under the statue. They panicked when the evidence was discovered. Spread again.

First, a few people in black robes who were originally standing behind the DJ reacted the fastest, walking up through the crowd.

Then, the eyes of each of the believers gradually showed a fierce light, fixedly staring at Wei Wei who was alone in the crowd, some tough young people had already picked up the wine bottles on the table next to them, and the ashes Cylinders, and certain weird stick-shaped rubber items...

How can a person who is not afraid of sharp daggers and strong alcohol be afraid of bullets?

The exuberant vitality always makes them feel an urge to destroy from time to time.

The madness seems to be spreading, and it is also rapidly fermenting.

Pairs of eyes became scarlet, and weird expressions bloomed on each face, approaching faintly in the flickering lights.

"call……"

At this moment, Wei Wei, who was surrounded in the middle, slowly lowered his head, as if he felt a little regretful.

"I originally wanted to persuade you to stay away from demons..."

Then, he suddenly raised his head, his face suddenly lost all smiles.

"Now we can only implement plan B."

"..."

The next moment, he suddenly faced the crowd, swaying and striking non-stop.

"Blah blah blah..."

Holes appeared one after another in the black-robed men rushing towards him through the crowd, and coquettish and bright blood bloomed.

A terrified cry rang out.

The tattered body and broken limbs scattered all over the sky, splashing two or three meters away, crushing tables full of drinks.

Even if one worships the life demon and has a strong life force, he can still be killed.

They can quickly recover all kinds of self-harm and self-injury wounds, and even the weakening of vitality caused by aging, but as long as the trauma caused in an instant, the death force caused by it exceeds the limit of the energy contained in their current life, and they will die immediately .

It's a pity that some people in these bars don't even know this.

After joining this party, they experienced all kinds of miracles, which gave them fanatical self-confidence, until such a deafening gunshot suddenly sounded in their ears, and they saw that familiar person lost the familiar face and head .

Wei Wei's body moved flexibly in the chaotic crowd and space, his movements were not too fast, but they were very precise.

He smashed the guys in black robes with his gun, and he had already stuffed the emptied gun back into the pouch. He didn't care about changing the bullets, and was busy interspersing among the messy layout, while avoiding the surrounding people. Dangerous, he picked up stools, wine bottles, fruit picks, and some stick-like rubber items he grabbed at random, and attacked those who attacked him or did not have time to avoid him.

Panic spread, and there were more people fleeing outward with their heads in their arms than there were desperadoes squeezing in.

The glaring blood red came into view, making the distorted faces creep up with fear.

And when they found that the elevator was out of control and the back door was locked by a heavy chain, panic surged in their hearts, and they piled back into the bar like a tide, watching the man walking among the blood, they had endless emotions. A feeling of hopelessness everywhere.

In the chaos, someone was squeezed onto the console, and the explosive music filled the eardrums again.

"Jump! Shakaraka!"

Holding a gun, Wei Wei approached the dance floor. There was already a carpet of rivers of blood under his feet.

"Damn..."

The gothic DJ watched the people who killed and kicked him quickly approaching him, and clenched his teeth inlaid with stainless steel.

He roared and charged forward, like a human tank, knocking four or five people in front of him into the air, his eyes were blood red as if bursting out with blood, he ruthlessly swung towards Wei Wei who was approaching the stage, fist with a skull ring.

Before the sharp edge of the ring scratched Wei Wei's face, Wei Wei suddenly turned around and took out the second gun in his pouch.This is a little longer than the second gun, and it is made of silver, with exquisite patterns and a set of black English signatures on it.

Elegant and refined, like a lady.

The spear twirled in the palm of his hand, elegantly and precisely drew a spear, and hit the DJ's face.

DJ was slightly sluggish.

"Bah!"

The next moment, the special bullet roared out from the black hole barrel, and half of DJ's head exploded into plasma.

But he trembled a few times on the ground, and suddenly got up again.

From the half-shattered eye, a hatred-like bloody light shot out.

With a posture that doesn't look like a human body, with a heavy sense of strength, he grabbed Wei Wei's neck fiercely again.

Wei Wei leaned slightly, not as fast as the opponent, but extremely precise.

Pulling away the distance between the opponent's palm and his own neck, he pointed the black spear obliquely and fired again.

"Bah"

A big hole was blasted into DJ's chest, and he flew out obliquely again.

But soon, he climbed up again, his spine was broken, the two ends of his body touched the ground, and the middle part of the flesh and blood was raised to the "arch bridge" posture upwards, his hands and feet were staggered quickly, and he turned towards Wei Wei again. Wei's direction rushed over.

Wei Wei kicked him down, went up and stepped on his broken spine, and aimed at his upper body with continuous hook and pull strikes.

"Bah bah bah..."

The bullet was emptied in one breath, and DJ's upper body was turned into a pulp, but some of the flesh and blood were still wriggling.

Wei Wei shook his head in dissatisfaction, picked up another bottle of high-strength liquor from the side, poured it on him, and lit it.

The flame rose with a "poof", and the twisted flesh and blood twitched in the flames, and then completely stopped moving.

Wei Wei heaved a sigh of relief in satisfaction, and the smile returned to his face.