A New Character Every Month

Not to mention too much, at least what to use is faster and more lethal, all of which are there.

Now that he found this dogleg knife, Lin Zian didn't plan to continue searching.

For one thing, these places have already been searched, and I am afraid it will be difficult to find better weapons by luck.

Secondly, if you really encounter a problem that even a dog-leg knife can't solve, it won't help much to find a better weapon, unless you have a gun.

After 2 minutes, Lin Zian came to the black building smoothly.

Through the less than [-]-meter-long street, one can faintly see that the glass door on the first floor of the building is open, and a faint light shines through inside.

This made Lin Zian even more curious. He tried to turn on the lights in many shops along the way, but nothing worked.

Even some electrical appliances with their own batteries are broken or out of power, and they still cannot be started.

Call ~

At this time, a biting cold wind blew around.

The rubbish on the street is constantly turning and rolling, and there are even many wooden and iron doors that have been in disrepair for a long time, making weird noises as they close and open with the wind.

Lin Zian didn't respond, but couldn't help but folded his arms and rubbed them together: "It's a bit cold."

Since the cold wind showed no sign of stopping, he subconsciously quickened his pace.

As the distance from the black building got closer, he faintly saw four big blood-red characters "Hell Apartment" engraved on the back of the reception desk near the door.

When he was less than ten meters away from the gate, Lin Zian suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that he was frightened by the four bloody characters, but he saw a few fully automatic vending machines with lights on.

This was the second place with light he had seen besides the hell apartment.

If his guess is correct, the Hell Apartment should be used for living, but he doesn't know if there is food in it.

If there is no food, you will be hungry.

Although starving to death, but also uncomfortable.

Lin Zian stood in front of the vending machine and found that the packaging of every food inside was very clean, as if it had just been put in.

After a few glances, he quickly found the food he needed.

Self-heating box lunch.

One of the vending machines is filled with self-heating lunch boxes of various flavors.

Fish-flavored shredded pork, braised beef, Kung Pao chicken, braised pork with preserved vegetables, twice-cooked pork, and even kimchi beef, curry beef and other flavors.

The price of a serving ranges from 12 to [-] yuan.

Lin Zian touched his pockets, only his mobile phone, chewing gum and keys, but nothing else.

"Then there is only one way now."

Looking at the pictures of food for reference only, he took out the multifunctional saber and pointed the pointed side at the glass of the vending machine.

The muscles tense instantly, and the soles of the rear feet twist, the power is transmitted from the feet to the waist, and finally to the hands.

Hit hard!

Bang!

The loud sound overwhelmed the whistling wind.

But the vending machine only trembled slightly, let alone the glass was smashed, there was not even a mark.

Lin Zian squinted his eyes, and slammed it hard again a few times.

The glass is still intact.

"Forget it, let's go to the apartment first."

Lin Zi'an sighed, it seems that it is impossible to want to prostitute the vending machine for nothing.

Before leaving, he looked at several vending machines with helplessness in his eyes.

These vending machines are 100% not ordinary. With the thin layer of glass on it, even the bulletproof glass cannot be completely damaged under his full attack.

From this point of view, these vending machines are likely to be protected by some kind of rules, otherwise there is no explanation at all.

"what is that?"

Just when Lin Zian turned around and was about to leave, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw something beside him.

He stepped forward and found that it was an iron box with a length of [-] centimeters and a width of [-] centimeters. Although the text on the box was unknown, he could roughly guess from the pattern on it that it was originally filled with food.

But these are not important, what is important is that there are many coins in it.

Lin Zian took out one and looked at it. There was a number 1 engraved on both sides. Other than that, there was no decoration, which was more perfunctory than some game coins.

"Does this work?"

He picked up one and put it into the vending machine, and a number 1 appeared on the display.

"It seems that luck is not bad, there will be a pillow when drowsiness comes."

Lin Zian smiled, although the amount of these coins is one, but there are probably about a hundred of them in total, which can buy a lot of things.

"However, is it really okay for me to take it like this?"

Lin Zian talked to himself, reached out and grabbed a handful of coins and stood up, with no trace of guilt visible on his face.

While taking it, he nodded cautiously: "Since it is placed here, it should be unwanted by others, so I have no choice but to recycle it."

"There's a note."

Lin Zian stopped and pulled out a small crumpled note from the coin.

On it was written in crooked black letters, "He who is destined to take it himself".

"That's what I said, it really is."

Seeing this, Lin Zian felt even more relieved, and directly poured all the coins in the box into his backpack.

Then he ordered two self-heating lunch boxes and some bread from the vending machine, and ordered a bottle of drinking water, and then walked briskly into the hell apartment.

After entering the apartment, I found that the cold wind outside had not blown in.

Lin Zian glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

Turning his head to look at the front desk, he saw faint blood dripping from the four big bloody characters of "Hell Apartment".

"Ok?"

Lin Zian blinked and found that the blood was gone.

He blinked a few more times, but didn't see anything unusual again.

"Is it my illusion?"

Lin Zian stared vigorously at the four big characters, and then shouted at the corridor inside: "Is anyone there?"

But apart from the flickering electric lights from time to time, there was no sound coming from inside.

Lin Zian didn't care, and stepped straight into the corridor.

His body seemed to be relaxed, but he was actually in a state of combat readiness, and he could respond as quickly as possible to any disturbance.

The wind that can't blow in, the words that bleed, this apartment is definitely not normal.

But it's impossible to let him go out at this time, the sky outside has completely darkened, and he really can't see his fingers.

Once out, it is no different from a blind man.

嗞~嗞~嗞~

Suddenly, the lights that were only flickering once in a while, with his stepping in, the frequency instantly accelerated several times.

It was as if something terrible was about to happen.

The corners of Lin Zian's mouth were slightly raised, matching the scars all over his face, and the intermittent lights, as if he was playing a role in a horror movie.

There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, and the house number is written on each door.

1001, 1002, 1003...

Lin Zian walked at a moderate pace, and there was nothing unusual around him, but the flickering frequency did not stop or decrease.

1041!

1042!

1043!

"That's it."

Lin Zian looked at the house number 1044, took out the key, and inserted it into the lock.

It clicks and fits perfectly.

Just as he was about to open the door, a voice from behind obliquely caught his attention.

I saw that the door of room 1047 was opened, and it was slowly pushed outward at an extremely slow speed.

At the same time, a head poked out from it.

A head of fairly lush hair, a slightly plump face, and a naked body, he looks like a middle-aged man.

"good evening!"

Lin Zian greeted with a smile.

But when that person heard the sound and saw him for the first time, he immediately retracted his head in horror, and closed the door heavily.

Along with the vibrating sound of the door, I could faintly hear a "ghost" and a few greetings to my parents.

"Ghost? Where is it?"

Lin Zian turned his head to look left and right, but saw nothing except the lights that dazzled his eyes.

"Could it be..."

Lin Zian remembered the middle-aged man looking at him, and raised his hand to touch the bumpy skin on his face. It seemed that the other party was talking about him.

He shook his head helplessly: "This is the most popular and most popular disfigured handsome guy, I don't know how to appreciate it! Superficial!"

Lin Zian didn't make this up on purpose. Although Deadpool is disfigured, he is the hero who picks up the most girls in the Marvel world, and most of his targets are female heroes, which caused a lot of trouble.