[Infinite] End Game

I will have such revenge on you both. That all the world shall - I will do such things.

What they are, yet I know not; but they shall be the terror of the earth.

- Shakespeare

(I want revenge on you.

I'm going to do something to frighten the world, though I don't know how yet.

- Shakespeare)

Several old horse-drawn carriages were driving on the rugged country road.

Because of carrying too many things, the wooden wheels made a "squeak" sound, and the wheels rolled up dry dust, which pressed deep marks on the ground, and the white curtain at the rear of the car came out from the hood. Stepping on the extended frame and looking out, you can see the seemingly infinitely wide plains and the blue-colored mountains in the distance.

The time is noon, and it should have passed the autumn harvest season. The crops in the fields have been harvested clean, leaving only some yellowed weeds on the roadside and birds looking for residual wheat grains in the field ridges. They look like crows, but they grow With bright red beak.

The wind and sand outside were too strong, even if he wrapped his scarf tightly, he still couldn't open his eyes. The cold wind whizzed and patted on his body, and the round sun above his head seemed to be far away.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the gap in the car curtain, Chang He leaned on the car hood with a serene smile.

"It's windy, come in." He said.

"Yeah." Tang Yu smiled at him, lowered his body and got back into the car. Just as he sat next to Chang He, the driver in front of him also tilted his head, and replied with a smile, "Yes, there is nothing to see on the road. Yes, and if things go well we'll be in Harlem by evening, and if you happen to catch a cold I'll be in hell."

The man's speaking voice is very pleasant, like silk caressing a cello slowly, with a wonderful and unique rhythm. It is obviously just ordinary speech, but it is like a fascinating chant. As long as the sound is only concerned, no matter where it is uttered They should all be the type that noble ladies are vying for.

As for why it is only about sound?

Of course it wasn't because the man named Lynn was ugly. On the contrary, he had a good figure, slender and well-proportioned, but the man's face was always covered with thick makeup, making it hard for people to see his appearance clearly.

The white dye mixed with lead powder covered the original skin color, stars and tear marks were painted on the left and right sides of the cheeks, and the corners of the lips filled with red paint exaggeratedly stretched to the ears, showing a somewhat absurd and seemingly eccentric look. With a sneering smile, his hair was also dyed in various colors, standing straight up to the ceiling, which complemented his equally colorful costume.

That's right, Lynn is a clown and also the head of their SF. Circus.In order to attract guests, he is dressed like this almost all the time, and even during the occasional rush without makeup, he will cover his face with a mask painted with complicated patterns for some reason—— So the carriage drove for three days in a row, and Tang Yu never had the chance to see his real appearance, but the only thing that was certain was that when Lin En didn't deliberately smile, there seemed to be a vortex in his gray pupils , It seems that the slightest carelessness will suck people in.

"Don't worry, Lynn." Tang Yu couldn't keep staring at him, even if he was just staring at his back, so he withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

The atmosphere in the carriage returned to silence again. Tang Yu sat on the hard frame with his legs bent, resting against the hood with his knees folded, his thoughts slowly drifting away.

Time went back to four days ago.

The tram slowly stopped on the platform, and it was in the same carriage as Tang Yu. The Christian gentleman who had greeted him before stood up with his companion and was about to get off. However, just as the car door opened a gap, a figure went crazy Bumping in, the believer, who happened to be at the door, was almost knocked over, but when he saw that the man was wearing a leather jacket with his arms open, a glue stick on his back, and a standard bastard with hair dyed, the peaceful believer Mister still wisely chose to keep silent.

In Dreamland, maintaining publicity itself is a way of demonstrating strength.

"Tang Yu!" Wei Liu pulled away the people blocking the way and rushed directly to Tang Yu's side. He glanced at Chang He, who was sleeping with his eyes closed. When he saw the wound on his body, he couldn't help but gasped. Get annoyed.

"What's going on here!" Wei Liu asked angrily and worriedly, "Who did something to you!!"

Louis also followed Wei Liu closely. He stepped forward to check Chang He's wound for the first time, then frowned and took out a bottle of potion and tried to pour it down, but Chang He's lips were tightly pursed. Tight, with a look of 'no one can mess with me'.

Tang Yu was a little anxious when he saw Lu Yi's serious expression. When he helped Chang He treat the wound before, he found that the flesh and blood on the incision was black and purple turning outward. Chang He also fell into a coma soon after the tram started. It was obvious that he had been poisoned by some powerful poison, but he had used all the antidotes to no avail.

"I'll do it." Tang Yu took the medicine bottle and brought it to Chang He's mouth, shook him with the other hand, and said, "Drink the medicine."

Can it work?Wei Liu expressed doubts with his eyes.

Louis glanced at Wei Liu to signal him to be quiet. Seeing Tang Yu shouting several times beside Chang He, Chang He frowned slightly and let go of his clenched teeth. The potion was poured down on him.

"Let's go back first." Lu Yi said and lifted one of Chang He's arms, Wei Liu also quickly resisted the other, and the four of them got off the tram. Wei Liu remembered something when he passed the door, and hurriedly told the disciples Mr. said sorry.

Immediately after getting out of the car, people surrounded him. Only then did Tang Yu realize that not only Louis and Wei Liu, but also Su Bei, Fang Miao, and many others stayed outside to guard. Seeing Tang Yu and Chang He, they all showed concern It's just that Louis has already made the gesture of "explain later" in advance, and everyone understands that this is not a place for conversation, so they have to return to Ji Shenlan's Lingxiao courtyard in a hurry.

There was silence in the courtyard, but fortunately there was still light in the living room shining through the cracks in the curtains. After hearing the sound of footsteps, the people inside immediately stood up vigilantly, until they saw that it was Louis and the others, they restrained their hostility, but their eyes fell on On Tang Yu and Chang He.

Tang Yu exchanged glances with them, and found that the two left behind were people he had never seen before.One of them was wearing a suit and tie, and wearing thin silk-rimmed glasses, looking like a chick, and the other was a little girl about Si Yan's age.Her short blue hair was just shoulder length, her fair complexion was expressionless, like a delicate doll, but Tang Yu saw it right. The girl was holding a battle ax half her height in her hand. Those who came in were people they knew and put them away, but their eyes were still as cold as ice, without a trace of human emotion.

"They are Lin Xiwen and Mumu. They just came out of the dungeon." Louis introduced to both parties: "This is Tang Yu, a new member. Let's get along well. Let me deal with Chang He first."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0411:28:47~2020-04-0520:16:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qingge long shirt;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!