Crimson Comes

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jump!Shakaraka!

The music is still going on, but the smell of alcohol, smoke, perfume and rotting seafood is mixed with the smell of fresh blood. It is like an invisible big hand, deterring the stomach of the survivor, filling it Into a food called fear.

The crazy expression faded away on their faces, and horror quietly climbed onto their faces.

Mr. DJ is dead. He who is omnipotent in many people's hearts died under such a simple method.

Someone suddenly had uncontrollable convulsions and vomited, and someone's legs became weak and they knelt on the ground.

And among a group of frightened demon-infected people, Wei Wei had already turned around leisurely in front of the flames, picked up a scattered good cigarette from the table next to him, put it in his mouth, and lit it with the hot muzzle of the gun. , Then put away the elegant lady, took out the rough and strong man again, glanced at the rest of the people, then grabbed a handful of bullets, and slowly stuffed them into the magazine.

The person who collapsed in a pool of blood trembled, looked at Wei Wei in fear, and begged tremblingly:

"Forgive...forgive us..."

"..."

Wei Wei clicked on the gun butt, turned to look at him, then shook his head with a smile:

"do not want!"

"..."

"Bah"

"Bah"

"boom blah blah"

"..."

Persuading people to be kind or something, I like it the most!

Chapter 3 Instructor

"call……"

Walking out of this abandoned old building, Wei Wei took a deep breath under the stars above his head.

In late autumn, the slightly cold but refreshing fresh air poured into the lungs, diluting the dizziness brought by the disturbing music and stale air just now.Using the light, he walked down the cracked path and came to his car.

It was a black modified Jeep with a solid frame and tall tires, which were worn out in some places.

There are even a few bullet holes in the left door.

Wei Wei took off his clothes, which were covered in blood, and burned them with a fire.

Then wiped off all the blood on his hands and face with a wet towel, and then took out a set of clothes of the same style from the trunk, and put them on himself one by one.Borrowing the starlight, I took a look at the car window, and simply adjusted my hairstyle. Looking at myself in the dry sunlight reflected in the glass, the expression on his face seemed indescribably depressed.

"Swish..."

Behind him, there was suddenly the sound of scales rubbing against the gravel, making people's hairs stand on end.

However, there is no shadow around, it seems to be just a human hallucination.

When Wei Wei heard this voice, a smile appeared on his face, he stretched out his hand to break the rearview mirror of the car, and pointed it behind him.

Through the mirror, he saw a black boa constrictor with a body as thick as a bucket crawling over from the sand behind him. There are two dark red fleshy wings covered with blue veins on the back, which are tightly wrapped around the snake's body. I don't know how spectacular it will be when unfolded.

The snake has a ferocious head and is blind in one eye.

On top of his head was a crooked black beret, with a human-like seriousness on his expression.

"solved?"

The strange snake with a human face pattern suddenly opened its mouth, staring at Wei Wei from the mirror, the son trembled and made a hoarse sound.

The voice has an elder-like thickness.

A bright smile appeared on Wei Wei's face, and he nodded slightly, as satisfied as if he had just helped the old lady cross the road.

The worry in the black python's eyes grew stronger, and he asked tentatively, "Where's the bullet?"

"It's all gone."

"..."

The black python fell silent, and after a while, he sighed helplessly: "Is it enough to shoot all the bullets every time?"

"Of course not, instructor."

Wei Wei straightened his bow tie and said with a smile: "It's not enough to run out of bullets, okay?"

"..."

The strange snake suddenly didn't know what to say, and the vertical pupil in the one-eyed showed a helpless expression.

The car started quietly, and slowly drove forward along the abandoned road without street lights under the starlight.The abandoned old building behind was thrown farther and farther away, and no one knew what happened in this old building.Outwardly, it may even appear as if nothing happened.

"You still have to pay attention."

The strange python appeared in the rearview mirror. It didn't know when it got into the car, but its body was a little smaller.

The dark red one eye is still staring at Wei Wei, full of worry and persuasion: "You haven't officially taken office yet, so you are not under official protection."

"Well……"

Wei Wei glanced at the map unfolded in front of the co-pilot, and said with a smile: "When the sun rises, we will almost be there."

Where Wei Wei glanced over, there was a small town circled by him with a red pen.

There is Scrap Iron City, a small city on the edge of the third city circle, adjacent to the wilderness. According to the data, the population of the town is not large, only less than 100 million. In the planning map of the Kuafu Group's barriers, this is already the edge of the edge, almost degree to which it can be discarded.

Wei Wei was on his way to report to this place.

"Is this a problem of not being able to reach the place?"

The instructor was very annoyed by Wei Wei's way of chatting, and couldn't help raising his voice.

But Wei Wei glanced at it in the rearview mirror with a smile, it was well-behaved and obedient, and its anger seemed to hit cotton.

"I can't finish killing..."

The instructor's voice seemed a little helpless, trying to persuade: "It has been more than 70 years since the first secret war took place."

"It is a foregone conclusion that demonic forces have infiltrated reality."

"They hold surreal powers such as life, power, destiny, etc., and descend in the form of gods."

"You can never imagine how tempting it is to ordinary people, and you can't imagine how many people will be willing to fall..."

"..."

Wei Wei still smiled when he heard the strange python's words: "A devil is a devil, and gods don't look like this."

"And these people who worship demons are just polluted monsters."

"..."

The instructor was angry: "Do you think these monsters will not cause other troubles if you kill them?"

"Like the one just now, he has mastered the method of making the folding space at a young age. Do you think he is an ordinary person? Even if I can erase some traces for you, if someone wants to check, I'm not sure if it will be. Find it on your head..."

"..."

"So what?"

Wei Wei laughed and said, "The people who have been investigated should be killed too."

"..."

The instructor suddenly fell silent.

It suddenly discovered that this guy seemed to have said something serious in a joking tone.

"Instructor, isn't this what you taught us?"

In the silence of the instructors, Wei Wei, who was driving seriously, suddenly explained a sentence unexpectedly:

"Gods are the images that human beings fantasize about when fighting against irresistible natural disasters and sufferings. They are also the first firewall to prevent our own mental breakdown when we can bear sufferings and setbacks. But now, these gods who were originally entrusted with hope and beauty, But they revealed their true nature and appearance, corroding the spirit and order of the world like a virus, what should we do?"

Having said that, he smiled, but his expression was very serious: "The god has become a demon, so who will protect this world?"

"Of course we will do it ourselves!"

"..."

The instructor fell silent, and wanted to say something, but felt powerless to refute.

After a long time, it sighed in a low voice, and its eyes fell on Wei Wei's face through the rearview mirror: "Tell me, Wei."

"Why do you have to go back to this small place?"

"..."

Wei Wei was stared at by it, with an unnatural expression, and said: "This is my home."

"Family?"

The instructor sneered: "You have no home here, and you have no family."

Wei Wei pursed his lips, but did not answer.

But the instructor's tone suddenly became hard, like a teacher who couldn't bear to criticize his students:

"Wei, it's really not easy for you to get to this point. Out of more than 300 students, only a few of you have graduated."

"Your class is the best graduate ever."

"Look at your classmates, some of them joined the Xingtian team, some of them entered the foundation as an intern, no matter how bad they were, they chose the most suitable consortium to be their employers. These choices will give them the best future and status, no matter what Whether to have a better life in the future, or to try to further improve yourself, only you are willing to return to such a small place..."

"..."

"I'm not like them."

Wei Wei interrupted it, and said with a smile: "Instructor, they are all top students, and I am a poor student."

The instructor was stunned, and couldn't help but said: "Well, your evaluation in mental health tests is really not very high..."

"?"

The instructor's daily disconnection made Wei Wei's emotions incoherent.

After a pause, he said: "In addition, you understand, instructor. Although we did come out of a training camp, they all chose this place voluntarily. I was forced to. Their path also came from I was arranged from the beginning and knew what I should do when I came out. I am not, I didn't know what I was training for from the beginning..."

"Now that I have graduated, of course I don't know what to do, and I have no direction or goal."

"So, isn't it best to go home?"

"..."

Facing Wei Wei's sudden earnestness, the instructor was stunned for a moment, unable to speak.

After a while, it suddenly shook its head helplessly:

"Okay, okay, anyway, it's no longer in the first city defense circle, let's relax a bit..."

It tried to find a step for itself, changed its tone, and said: "Also, I will send you to the place later, I should go back, if you need anything, just tell me, I will Try to find a way to satisfy you, but I still hope..."

"bullet."

Before it finished speaking, Wei Wei accepted the words with a smile, and said, "I have used up all the bullets I saved."

"you……"

The instructor was helpless: "After you take office, you can directly apply for special bullets from the squad..."

"How many bullets can there be in this small place?"

Wei Wei immediately questioned: "Let's not talk about green-headed ghosts and red angels, even the lowest-level mung bean flies won't get much, right?"

"..."

The instructor's angry voice suddenly raised: "Do you really treat this as an ordinary bullet?"

"This is the power given to you by the foundation. Sometimes a bullet is a quota for killing people. It's not enough for you to take away all the bullets I saved in private. Why don't I just give you the whole electromagnetic pulse bomb back and make this broken place Erase it from the map, okay?"

"..."

"This one……"

Wei Wei seemed to be a little moved, and tentatively said: "It is said that you can only apply for this thing when you reach the seventh state?"