Crimson Comes

Wei Wei kept looking at this man, patiently watching him for a whole day, as if he forgot that he had more important things to do on a certain level.

He watched the man work non-stop after putting down the shotgun in his hand, repeatedly and numbly doing these tasks that far exceeded his own load, and he neither stepped forward to help nor stop him until he saw Twenty-four hours later, he saw the skinny man getting into the truck and was about to drive away. Then he walked to the window, looked at the face of the skinny man in the truck, and said with a smile, "What are you doing?"

The man's expression seemed a little confused, and it took a long time before he answered: "I'm at work."

Wei Wei asked softly, "Then why do you work?"

"why……"

Hearing this question, the man's dull eyes gradually brightened, as if full of enthusiasm: "Because Miss Lily needs me..."

"..."

Wei Wei also laughed, got up and sat on his co-pilot, and said with a smile, "I'll go with you to see Miss Lily."

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"What are you going to do again?"

The head pendant has almost collapsed: "It's obvious that you came out to do the greatest thing, so why are you so interested in such a small thing?"

But Wei Wei didn't answer it, he only felt in his heart that perhaps understanding why a person wants to commit suicide is already the greatest thing in the world.

Chapter 274 The Perfect Miss Lily

Wei Wei sat in the passenger seat of this dilapidated truck, wobbling all the way, and came a dozen miles away, and saw the silhouette of a city in the distance.

"Is this the city in the wilderness?"

He had heard of these large gathering points left in the wilderness, but this was the first time he had seen them.

The wilderness does not really refer to the overgrown weeds and abandoned towns. Although this is indeed a common sight in the wilderness, the word wilderness still refers to the spiritual "desolation" in the true sense. In fact, the wilderness also has cities, populations, and its own rules. Apart from some commodities that are in short supply, it even has a complete production and commercial system, which is not too different from the interior of the spiritual barrier.

At the beginning, the foundation carried out the spiritual barrier project, which promoted the formation of super large cities and sucked a large number of people, which led to the desertion of large areas of villages and towns.

But also because of the special attraction of the Wandering Church, a large number of people stayed in the wilderness, still living as before, even maintaining the previous administrative organization, and the name did not leave the General Administration Office.

Of course, their real responsibility and service objects have been changed to sects.

As the truck approached, Wei Wei quickly discovered that what appeared in front of him was a real city, not the tribes around the scrap iron city.

He saw the brand new steel suspension bridge and the stationed checkpoint.

The skinny man drove the vehicle to the side of the steel suspension bridge. Immediately, men with guns in their hands surrounded him to check his ID.

Their eyes are sharp, their uniforms are neat, their bullets are loaded, and their expressions are extremely serious.

Wei Wei thought for a while, took out 200 yuan from his pocket, rolled it into a ball, handed it to the sentinel who was looking at him suspiciously, and even winked.

The sentinel's eyes were confused for a while, and then he was very angry. He drew his gun and pointed at him, shouting:

"What are you beating?"

"Why are you handing over the money?"

"..."

This loud shout startled several sentries nearby, and at the same time they rushed over nervously, pointing their guns at Wei Wei's face.

Wei Wei was a little helpless, and put away the money in embarrassment.

After a moment of silence, he lay down on the co-pilot, and the breath of death covered his body. At this moment, he no longer looked like a living thing, but a dead person.

But even though he was a dead man, he was still lying on the co-pilot, and he had just said a word. It stands to reason that he could not hide from the eyes of the sentries, but what was strange was that when he was lying on the co-pilot, he looked like a dead person. At the same time, the sentinel's pupils became hollow, as if he had lost his shadow. The gun he raised just now, and the angry eyes and expression gradually faded from his face, as if he had never appeared before.

They still checked the truck carefully, confirmed the documents, and then let them go with a wave.

The truck officially entered the city, Wei Wei also let out a sigh of relief, his face returned to the anger of a living person, and whispered to himself: "There is indeed a problem with this city..."

The head pendant hung on his belt like a keychain, couldn't help but opened one eye and picked it up, saying:

"how to say?"

"..."

Wei Weidao: "The sentinels don't take money!"

The head pendant suddenly became a little tense: "Have you ever thought that this may be due to the fact that you gave too little?"

"What about 200 yuan..."

Wei Wei said with certainty: "It's a lot, he doesn't care at all, so there is a problem."

The head pendant is speechless: You can clearly use the evidence of the mutual generation and restraint of demon power to deduce this result, why do you have to spend 200 yuan?Confirming that there is something wrong with this city, Wei Wei sighed and looked out seriously.

Seeing this, he was a little taken aback.

This city is surprisingly prosperous, clean, and even looks better than Scrap Iron City by many times.

He looked out of the car window, and actually felt a sense of prosperity. The streets are spacious and clean, and the repairs are neat and brand new. There are shops on both sides.

It is open for business, the door is open, and there are a variety of goods inside. Huge neon signboards are hung all over the corners. People in neat clothes, with happy and anxious expressions on their faces, are struggling to squeeze into the bus and rush to the next step in their lives. working point.

If we talk about temperament, it means that everyone in this city has the same temperament as the skinny man around him.

That is hard work, especially hard work. Wei Wei saw that everyone was working hard to complete the work at hand.

The sanitation worker took a broom and kept cleaning the dead leaves on the ground. After sweeping for an unknown amount of time, the ground was almost scraped off. Suddenly, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

The ambulance rushed over like lightning, tried to breathe, and then pulled it away and burned it. A young man in a suit and leather shoes next to him immediately took off his suit and put on his clothes, and continued to sweep the floor here instead of him.

I saw the fat chef in the store quickly chopping the meat on the chopping board, and the customers were queuing up to buy.

He kept chopping, and the guests kept urging him. There was no meat on the chopping board in front of him, and the guests were in a hurry. When he got angry, he put his hand into the oil pan and fried it, then chopped off half of it with one knife, and wrapped it neatly.

I saw girls with heavy makeup on the street attracting customers. Under the heavy makeup, there was an indelible youthfulness.

I saw that in a certain spacious classroom, the teacher was seriously teaching the lessons to the children, and the blackboard was written on how to wear Doudou shoes and rocking hands correctly.

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"The problem in this city is serious..."

Wei Wei's eyes were bloodshot, and none of the grotesque images of the whole city fell into his eyes.

After a long time, he sighed softly, looked away, and whispered to himself.

"That's right, we're close to Devil's Paradise..."

The head pendant followed suit, and said with a serious expression, "But how did you find out?"

"billboard······"

Wei Wei looked at some key points, and said, "On the billboards in this city, the female models look too ugly..."

The head pendant choked, and the mental power scanned outwards, and saw all kinds of billboards, large and small, hanging in the city.They are all formal billboards that can be seen everywhere in the city, but at a glance, they always feel weird. When you look carefully, you find that the billboards are all the same woman, with a plump figure and thick paint. A woman with heavy make-up and an air of aloofness on her face, overlooking the city.

"It's actually a billboard..."

It can only sigh with emotion: "Although your derivation process always makes people feel out of tune, but this result seems to be okay..."

But before they finished speaking, they sat in the driver's seat and drove seriously, obeying every traffic order, as if a skinny man who ignored Wei Wei beside him, slammed on the brakes.

He turned his head stiffly, and said to Wei Wei, "That's Miss Lily."

"Miss Lily?"

Wei Wei looked at his expression, and then he was sure that he was referring to the women on those billboards.

Can't help laughing: "I didn't expect her to look like this."

"Although P has been pictured, it can still be seen that her face is a bit slumped, she has a lot of flesh, and she is not very tall..."

"..."

The skinny man's expression suddenly changed, from dull to angry, and even cold.

Not only him, but where the truck stopped, the surrounding sanitation workers, store clerks, and office workers with briefcases all stopped at the same time.

They turned around stiffly, with incredible expressions on their faces, and suddenly said in unison:

"That's Miss Lily."

"..."

Facing dozens of pairs of angry eyes staring at him, Wei Wei rubbed his nose, took another look at the tall billboard, and said:

"Aesthetics are also a bit vulgar, and the matching of clothes is not

As good-looking as my friend...」

"..."

His voice was not loud, he was just explaining a fact, but the street was too quiet at this time, every word of his seemed to be amplified and spread throughout the street.

As a result, the street suddenly became quieter. Everyone on the street stopped in their tracks. Their eyes were empty, like an abyss. At the same time, they fixedly looked at Wei Wei in the passenger seat, and the invisible oppression pervaded the air.

There were neat voices with the same anger, intertwined into a big wave:

"That's Miss Lily."

Under this invisible pressure, even the head pendant tightened its lips, as if preparing secretly.

Wei Wei, on the other hand, faced the eyes of the whole street, as if lost in thought, his eyes focused on the largest billboard in the center of the city, and whispered to himself:

"Your Miss Lily, is she such an ordinary person?"

"..."

A prosperous and busy city seemed to stop at this moment because of such a sentence.

All the people on the entire street began to slowly approach this car, while people on other streets were approaching this street, the sound of police cars honking, and orders to mobilize troops were issued. Here, some people's expressions became empty and indifferent, while others became distorted and angry, as if it was unbelievable that such a voice would reach their ears, and some even cried because of it...

All kinds of different emotions, because they are too unified, superimpose a strong and terrifying spiritual power.

This seemingly clean and tidy city seemed to be shrouded in a shadow in an instant, and the air became distorted due to the unbearable pressure, like a raging fire baking at the bottom.

Under this extremely distorted pressure, the huge poster hanging in the center of the city, on the tallest building, seemed to come alive.

The woman's photo seemed to be alive, wriggling and twisting, as if giving birth to a different kind of charm, and this charm, like tentacles, was waving over, trying to get into Wei Wei's mind.

This seems to be changing his aesthetics, making him worship that Miss Lily.

But Wei Wei just sat on the co-pilot, watching quietly, his eyes remained calm, without any change.

As a result, the woman in the portrait gradually revealed an angry expression, and she suddenly spoke, maintaining the same mouth shape and voice rhythm as everyone in the city.

At this moment, everything in this city is shouting at Wei Wei at the same time:

"Come and meet your goddess..."

"Come and meet Ms. Lily..."

"..."

The spiritual power of an entire city is terrifying, and it is also terrifying to rush into a person's brain at the same time.

Even the head pendant couldn't help but close its eyes at this time. It is a knowledge demon system. It knows what level this massive spiritual power is. If Chi's blessing is just alone, with his own spiritual strength, he will definitely not be able to compete with Wang Yang, the spiritual strength gathered in the entire city in front of him.

Wei Wei, on the other hand, faced the anger of the whole city calmly, lowered his head and smiled, then suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed at the giant poster.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his tone was calm, but beyond doubt:

"Come and meet me!"

"..."

"Shua!"

With the muzzle of the black hole pointing at the poster, the giant portrait that was wriggling and twisting on the poster suddenly closed its mouth.

Following her movements, all the people in the whole city also made the same movement in unison. They raised their hands in panic and covered their mouths.

The whole city stopped again, as quiet as a city sculpture.

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After a long time, Wei Weishen

The skinny man beside him suddenly turned his head, started the car with a dull movement, and continued to drive forward, but changed a direction.