Crimson Comes

She looked at herself in the mirror with disheveled hair, rubbed her hair in distress, and laughed at herself: "I don't know whether I should sigh at this moment as lucky as always, or feel a little... lost !"

With that said, she sat up, picked up the warm water beside the bed, and drank it slowly.

Make an outgoing call.

Captain Ouyang answered quickly, and seemed to have been waiting for this call.

But before he could say anything, Miss Lucky said softly: "You can rest assured, he didn't come here for the legacy of God."

Captain Ouyang's tone didn't seem to be surprising, but it was a little unexpected:

"You are sure so soon?"

"..."

"Yes."

Sister Lucky leaned on the bed, slowly took out a slender lady's cigarette and lit it, the smoke curled up and spread out in the room, and said softly: "Although we didn't talk much, but I'm sure, now in his heart, It’s impossible to let go of anything else.”

Captain Ouyang was puzzled: "How to say?"

Sister Lucky rubbed her brows slowly: "His heart is very simple, unexpectedly simple."

"I even think he is a simple person, so simple that he just wants revenge. Everything he does is for revenge. He is full of eyes and only wants revenge. He doesn't want a great opportunity in the training camp, and he doesn't want better. The future and development of the future, back to scrap iron city do not want to see the former people. But still want to come back, living alone in the world that gave him nightmares. "

"I even suspect that he is afraid that he will forget about revenge, and keeps reminding himself."

"..."

"But……"

Captain Ouyang was obviously surprised: "Isn't his enemy already..."

"That's right, all his enemies are dead, and they were all killed by him a long time ago."

Sister Lucky said softly: "Then he always felt that it wasn't enough, so he returned to the empty city to take revenge."

"Through his eyes, I can see that his heart is full of vengeful anger."

"It can almost burn himself clean, and burn the whole world clean. Perhaps only the blood of the enemy can clean this kind of anger, but we all know that he has no one to let him release his full anger. gone."

Youyou sighed, and Lucky asked softly: "Does such a person still have the heart to plot against that thing?"

"If I'm worried, I'm more worried about another point..."

"His enemies are all dead, so where will his anger burn?"

"..."

Captain Ouyang was silent for a long time, and then sighed softly, as if there was a voice slowly caressing his forehead:

"Or, is it pitiful?"

"An avenger who can't find a target for revenge..."

"..."

"Maybe it's not as bad as we thought..."

After a while, Sister Lucky suddenly smiled and said, "At least he is still in a hurry to change into his underwear, which means he is still hoping for something good to happen."

"People who are still hoping for good things to happen will never be so desperate in their hearts."

"Is it right?"

"..."

"..."

"It seems that nothing has changed..."

Downstairs, Wei Wei drove into Miss Lucky's sports car, looking left and right at the street late at night.

Perhaps, I was too impatient.

Sister Lucky is right, perhaps living in this world, everyone is looking forward to that little good thing happening.

I too, maybe, my own luck has already happened.

It's just that I don't know it for the time being?

woo woo woo...

The accelerating sports car flew across the deserted street like lightning, and its roar was like the roar of a devil.

"Big dog..."

In a small alley behind him being left behind by the sports car, a drunken alcoholic spat at him fiercely.

"Driving so fast, are you in a hurry to go to hell?"

He cursed, staggered against the wall, and splashed water.

In a daze, he suddenly felt a little light.

Slightly startled, he turned his head abruptly, and saw a little girl standing at the entrance of the alley, looking at him quietly.

She looked about seven or eight years old, and she was wearing a dark red children's windbreaker.His face was abnormally white, as white as a piece of paper.The hair was combed into two braids, one long and the other short, and hung on both shoulders.In his hand, he held a pumpkin-style electronic lantern emitting a faint light. The devil's smiling face on the pumpkin had two rows of fangs grinning.

"what?"

Suddenly seeing such a pale little girl, the drunk man's head suddenly went numb.

He pressed the wall with one hand, and cursed: "Get out of here."

The little girl looked a little dazed. Hearing this, she didn't exit the alley, but walked forward slowly.

"My Nima..."

The drunk hurriedly pulled up his pants, and at the same time became malicious, pointing at her nose and scolding: "Are you looking for death?"

He raised his hand, pointed at the girl's nose, and even wanted to kick her.

But the other party didn't seem to know that he was afraid at all, he just looked dull and asked blankly:

"Uncle, may I ask the way?"

"..."

No matter how vicious a person is, when he encounters a little girl asking for directions, he will subconsciously become less wary.

Even though the drunk man was angry in his heart, he consciously lowered his tone a bit: "Ask the fuck where are you going?"

The little girl suddenly raised her head, her pupils were dark: "You agreed?"

The drunk didn't even notice, and was still cursing: "Quickly ask..."

"Need not……"

The little girl was talking blankly, and suddenly her body appeared next to the drunk man, standing on the trash can.

The palm is as high as the head of a drunk.

Because the drunk man was so drunk, and because the little girl appeared so abruptly, she came to me from two or three meters away in an instant, almost clinging to her body, so that the brain circuit of the drunk man even drank too much. Neither could keep up with her speed.

Therefore, his eyes were numb, and he heard the girl's answer: "I found it myself..."

While talking, a small hand reached into his head.

Searching bit by bit.

Chapter 37 Fallen Monster

pain!

Headache!

Countless nightmares flooded into my mind, bringing bloody images and whispers.Sometimes Wei Wei felt like he was on the execution platform, accepting the painful punishment over and over again that even the fear in his nightmares could not reach.Sometimes I feel like I am kneeling and sitting in front of the boundless sea of ​​blood, looking at the world without any color except scarlet, beating myself weakly, crying bitterly.

He walked through one bright red dream after another, without knowing the end.

I saw scenes of bizarre scenes, as if I was in them, and it seemed as if I was just watching from a distance.

There seemed to be a thick fog all around.

The bright red mist seemed to last for 1 years, and the smell of blood kept getting into the nostrils.

There are countless pairs of eyes looking at him around him, and every pore of his body feels uncomfortable.But when I suddenly turned around and looked towards those gazes, I only saw broken bodies one by one, slumped powerlessly on both sides, and occasionally saw a pair of eyes, which had long been dim, only those who had lost their vitality. Facial muscles pulled out an upturned corner of the mouth.

Wei Wei was walking here, already very tired, but he couldn't see the end.

There seemed to be something piling up in his chest, more and more, more and more, almost bursting.

"tick" "tick" "tick" "tick"

Until, there was a clear but seemingly very distant sound of clock rotation, which came from the depths of the mist, as if it was out of reach, but the sound rang in my ears again, occupying all my hearing, suppressing the endless whispering whisper.

Wei Wei's mood suddenly became strangely stable, and he slowly pulled away from the boundless nightmare. He felt the breath of the real world, and felt the sense of solidity supported by something real. After that, everything in the dream began to disappear quickly. It faded away, leaving only some faint and almost invisible traces. When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw only brightly colored walls and dim light bulbs.

I slept all night with the lights on.

Wei Wei was stunned for a while, sat up from the sofa rubbing his temples, and tapped his head lightly.

Drunk too much.

It never occurred to me that such a delicate and beautiful woman, Miss Lucky, actually has the attribute of a wine barrel.

No, it's Sakai.

I originally wanted to get her drunk, but I didn't expect that I was the one who got drunk in the end.

Sure enough, you can't underestimate any strong woman in the workplace, especially the one who hates the boss and doesn't show mercy...

Carefully recalling what happened yesterday, Wei Wei even forgot many details.

Vaguely, I remember that I felt that good luck would definitely come, and then I drove a sports car around the city. I seemed to be quite impatient. I went around the whole city after a while, but nothing happened. Seeing it, I came back very disappointed in the end. I remember that I was still a little frustrated at the end, and wanted to take off my underwear and return it to Lucky, a big liar...

Fortunately!

I am usually a very sensible person.

Also very sensible after drinking.

So I didn't do such a rude thing, I just came back to sleep.

While blaming himself for not underestimating Sister Lucky's drinking capacity yesterday, he got up quickly.

Looking at the time, it was more than an hour late.

This can lead to a serious consequence, missing the team's breakfast!

In the process of changing clothes and washing, it seemed that there was still some thought in his mind, and he glanced at the door of the room.

I rubbed against the window again, looking down at the road with people passing by.

I was a little disappointed.

The door showed no signs of being broken into.

Outside the window, no one looked at him furtively, or aimed at him with a sniper rifle.

It seems that this lucky underwear is nothing more than that...

Complaining in his heart, Wei Wei went into the bathroom, took a shower, threw SpongeBob SquarePants aside, took his neatly folded underwear and put it on, and then changed into it comfortably. Clothes, while wiping her hair, walked back to the living room, disliked patterns and shapes and so on, the main reason is that the underwear bought at this kind of stall is afraid of fading.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, a ghostly howl sounded in the room. It was extremely shocking in the silent space, shrill, miserable, gloomy, and evil. The heart constricted into a ball.

The shrill screams sounded one after another, as if the bright red room had suddenly turned into hell.

Wei Wei turned his head abruptly and walked a few steps quickly.

Picking up the phone: "Crooked?"

The moment the howling stopped, Uncle Gun's anxious voice sounded next: "Xiao Wei, why didn't you come to the team?"

"what?"

Wei Wei panicked a little.

I have been here for a month, and the only time I was late in the morning was the old man in the team called to remind me?

"Okay, don't go to the clinic today, come directly to the Mental Sanatorium in Block 7..."

"It's urgent, we'll wait for you here."

"..."