I made a fortune from plastic surgery

Above the auction is a large circular glass dome. The moon above the dome is big and round, and the stars are also very bright.

Most people turned their attention to Liu Jun at the end, this cargo is obviously different.

They are used to gentle and harmless lambs, and now Liu Jun, who is expressionless, looks like an untamed wild wolf in their eyes. He has a violent beauty all over his body, which arouses people's desire to abuse ,see.

And the Fourteen standing beside Liu Jun was more like a little white rabbit, its soft and weak appearance was like being on the moon, and Chang'e couldn't bear to let him make medicine when she saw it.

One strong and one weak, unexpectedly eye-catching.

While they were looking at Liu Jun, Liu Jun was also looking at them calmly, no one here could escape.

A man wearing a cobra mask came onto the stage with a microphone and began to introduce today's goods very enthusiastically.

"What is presented to everyone now is today's newly arrived goods." The cobra man's voice is cadenced, which can arouse people's emotions and appetite. "As you can see, the quality of today's goods is extremely high."

He was standing behind Liu Jun holding the microphone, a sweet and greasy scent surged under Liu Jun's nostrils, like the smell of crushed spices.

The man was still talking, raising his voice to a higher pitch, and the leather shoes scratched harshly on the wooden floor: "As the quality improves, the price will follow. Of course, everyone here is not short of that little money."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, full of contempt.

The auction process was boring. In Liu Jun's view, the more ritualistic things, the more unbearable the results.

Every time a piece of goods is auctioned off, the winner of the auction will come to the stage to kiss the fingers of the goods, and then take off the mask of the goods.

Liu Jun doesn't care whether the numb faces behind the smiling masks of goods are beautiful or ugly, whether their future "owners" are happy or sad.

Liu Jun's fingers were sticking to his legs, and when the cobra man's hand touched the little white rabbit, Liu Jun exhaled, he had enough rest, let him make a fuss.

"I want these two." An abrupt and rough voice rang in everyone's ears like thunder on the ground.

Dissatisfaction appeared on the faces of the men and women sitting on the table. How many people were thinking about these two superb goods, and this person was too domineering. He wanted to skip the agreed procedures and take the goods away. Is there such a thing in the world?

The man was tall and tall, and the tiger mask on his face was domineering and fierce. Orange red and black and white colors were arranged alternately on the mask, and his whole body had the same aura as a tiger.

"Where's the manager here?" A middle-aged man wearing a leopard mask muttered, venting his dissatisfaction.

The female companion on the side took his arm: "Stop talking, he is the boss here, if you talk about it, it will be put on the stage as a commodity, so don't talk about it."

The tiger man, with the corners of his mouth hooked behind the mask, walked out of the crowd, not caring about those who whispered bad things, he went directly to the auction stage and stood in front of Liu Jun.

Covered by a huge shadow, Liu Jun raised his eyes to look at the tiger man, with the corner of his mouth curled slightly, even through the mask Liu Jun knew who this man was, the pungent tobacco smell on his body made Liu Jun want to hold his breath.

Still an old acquaintance.

The tiger man stretched out his wheat-colored hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were densely covered with bulges. He raised his hand to pick off Liu Jun's mask with great interest.

This cargo is the same as the first encounter, you can see his resistance and dissatisfaction through the mask, this kind of cargo can only feel a sense of accomplishment when tamed.

Those hands were only two or three centimeters away from Liu Jun, and the corners of Liu Jun's eyes twitched, ah, he couldn't bear it anymore.

If you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore, Liu Jun deliberately controlled his strength, and punched the tiger man's stomach with his fist.

The tiger man was hammered off the stage, and the huge and heavy body seemed to overturn three or four tables.

Drinks, meals, and white flowers in transparent vases fell to the ground together, in a mess.

Those men and women who came to the auction knew that Liu Jun was a difficult commodity, but they didn't expect Liu Jun to be so arrogant and presumptuous, even so strong that they were afraid, as if they had become docile lambs to be slaughtered.

Many people have the idea of ​​leaving, and there are already men screaming: "Where are the guards! Where are the people!"

Boss Chen coughed heavily on the ground, as if a hole had been opened in his abdomen by Liu Jun, even if a few shards of wine glasses were inserted into his hand, he didn't feel any pain.

A group of ten people wearing black uniforms and helmets walked into the venue, ten guns aimed steadily at the goods on the stage.

Except for Fourteen's body shaking slightly on the stage, the others were numb as if they were dead, leaving only their bodies in the world.

Liu Jun frowned slightly, he was not very afraid of these heat and weapons, through the mask, Liu Jun glanced at other people on the stage from the corner of his eye, he did not expect to drag so many people into the water.

Liu Jun walked off the stage slowly, step after step slowly and gracefully, as if he was not being targeted, but was walking, trying to divert the flames of war to himself as much as possible.

He coughed, recovered his voice and said, "It's time to end, everything here."

"How can he talk?"

"New catch?"

"With so much strength, wouldn't it be a monster?"

People's voices of surprise and fear reached Liu Jun's ears, and Liu Jun finally stopped in front of a white stone pillar, on which were carved flowers and smiling angels.

And Liu Jun, who is crossing his arms at this moment, is the devil tonight. He wants to put this group of people in a cage, and let them taste the so-called darkness and hopelessness. That deep despair will become a shadow that cannot be shaken off for a lifetime.

The tiger man who was lying on the ground stood up with the support of others. He was not angry but thought it was amused. He tilted his head and said weakly to the captain of the guard team: "Keep alive, the rest is optional."

The security captain, who has always been obedient to the tiger man, didn't nod this time. He held his gun and looked at the cargo with a completely different temperament.

"The door... why is the door closed?!" A sharp female voice pierced the calm before the storm in the flat dome. Her hand with purple nails twisted the golden handle back and forth. The handle seemed to be welded to the door, and it couldn't be opened at all.

Someone didn't want to be involved in this chaos, he went crazy to snatch the guns of the guards, the sound of the guns scared the pampered humans into running around again, and the bullets shot into the door seemed to be trapped in cotton, limp and weak.

The tiger man also noticed that something was wrong, there was a problem with this place, he needed to leave as soon as possible instead of folding himself here for that cargo.

However, the sudden darkness covered the entire venue, leaving only the moonlight above the head shining in the venue.

A gunshot sounded suddenly, followed by one after another.

Liu Jun hid behind the white pillar, and was not sure what happened for a while. Amidst the chaotic gunfire, Liu Jun heard a familiar muffled groan.

Too bad, Liu Jun immediately turned his head and went to the stage, grabbed Shishi, his hands were covered with hot and sticky blood.

Liu Jun dragged Shisi behind the pillar, and the sound of gunfire continued in this space.

In the dark, Liu Jun groped for Shisi's wound, a bloody hole in the neck, and the fatal wound was in the right heart. Liu Jun touched Shishi's chest, and the heartbeat under the thin chest became weaker and weaker.

Slight pain and sourness spread across Liu Jun's heart, and he had only known Shishi for less than a day.

Unlike the human beings Liu Jun has seen, Fourteen is more like a blank sheet of paper, and Liu Jun is also willing to protect this hard-won purity in the last days.

What's more, Fourteen once gave Liu Jun a piece of unpalatable moldy steamed bun. Liu Jun didn't like to owe favors, and he didn't like to owe favors from the weak.

The favor of the weak often means that it is the only or rare thing they have, and this favor will be magnified countless times.

It's just that this pure and white human relationship will become riddled with holes after being stained with blood.

"Do you want to live?" Liu Jun regained his thoughts, the corners of his mouth tensed.

Fourteen squeezed Liu Jun's palm, shook his head, and smiled slightly, the dimple at the corner of his mouth caught Liu Jun's fleeting sadness.

Fourteen looked up at the moon through the glass dome, his eyes were clear, he only felt cold and beautiful.

Before meeting Liu Jun, he spent his whole life in a dark cage, only hearing the intermittent broadcast above his head and the occasional insulting voice of the night watchman.

And he has only seen the moon one hundred and eight times in his life, all of which were leaked by Liu Jun accidentally breaking the wall.

Every time Liu Jun smashed the wall, he would secretly take a look.

The moon is round and short, and the stars are bright and dark, which is the most seductive thing besides steamed buns and gardenia fragrance.

Liu Jun's arrival couldn't be traced, Fourteen had no choice but to reach out from the iron cage again and again to pick up the fallen stones, and record the number of times he had seen the moon.

He picked up many stones, smelled gardenias many times, and saw the moon many times.

Finally, he saw the moon and the sky full of stars this time, no longer through the hole, but the bright and gorgeous light in the sky that seemed to never go out, they were so beautiful, just like Liu Jun.

And he doesn't want to live, there is almost nothing good in his life, except for the moon and Liu Jun.

The light disappeared from Fourteen's eyes all of a sudden, Liu Jun gently placed Fourteen on the ground, the ground was already covered with blood, the blood flowed into a river, and the moon reflected in the blood river also turned into a blood moon.

The faint sourness has long since dissipated, replaced by a faint dull pain, turning Liu Jun's mood into sadness bit by bit.

The blood on the soles of the feet is like the most addictive fine wine to low-level zombies, but to Liu Jun it is really hard to conceal the existence of disgust.

Ever since he became a zombie, Liu Jun couldn't eat any meat anymore, and Xie Yubei also slowly figured out Liu Jun's preferences, most of the time it was some simple vegetarian food and desserts.

Liu Jun came out from behind the white pillar stepping on the blood, the effect of the medicine in his body was gradually receding, a faint blood mist diffused in Liu Jun's eyes, in his eyes, night had become day.

However, Liu Jun's brows were frowned more tightly than ever, and the whole venue has become a purgatory on earth.

The corpses of men and women fell into a pool of blood, their bodies twisted into strange shapes, and there was only one human being in black clothes who was tightly covered up standing in the whole venue. He stared straight at the surviving Liu Jun, like a fierce head. The wolf looked at Liu Jun, as if he was going to bite Liu Jun's throat in the next second, but turned his head away the next second.

Liu Jun looked at this sea of ​​blood and people and was at a loss for what to do for a while, until an irritable and joyful voice sounded behind Liu Jun, he was hugged into a familiar and clean embrace, and he said, "I'm looking for you."

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