[Mary, who was hit in the head, swayed, but did not fall down.
She continued to look at Karina in front of her, something seemed to be blocking her trachea in her throat, and her voice was low and hoarse: "Karina, don't—ah, check it out..."
Karina's hand holding the gun trembled, and she tried her best to maintain her composure: "I have to do this, all these crimes should be put to an end!"
It was said that an inexplicable lump suddenly swelled up on Mary's distorted and damaged head, and her entire face was completely changed.
"Then, my present is your future—this is the punishment of the gods!"
boom-
In an instant, Mary's head exploded.
Fortunately, Karina quickly hid behind the sofa, which saved her from being stained by the dirty blood.
Soon, everything returned to calm.
Karina stood up and looked at the tainted blood with a slightly sentimental expression.
She stretched out her hand to hold a necklace around her neck, hoping that the necklace presented by the priest would give her more courage.
At this moment, the door of this originally quiet house was forcefully opened.
Karina, who was still sad just now, was stabbed in the neck by an anesthetic injection the next second before she could raise her gun.
She fell down heavily, a blur of white light in front of her eyes.
who is it
The last thing she heard before she fell into a coma was a man's rough voice: "My lord, we have found the saint."
In a trance, she remembered the name of the sect recorded in the notebook—the holy sect.
In the gloomy house, several men dressed as bodyguards picked up the fainted blonde girl, and then left the house.
After a long time, low laughter resounded in the empty house.
Jie Jie Jie—the day of judgment has come.]
— from "Nightmare"
The black-haired and green-eyed boy looked at the driver in front of him expressionlessly, his originally bright green eyes were gloomy.
"Please slow down."
The driver looked at the teenager sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror of the car, and in this deep rainy night, he really felt a sense of fear for a while.
A few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, he obediently slowed down and drove much more smoothly.
Seeing the boy move away those terrifyingly gloomy green eyes, the driver exhaled the air he was holding in his chest with a little nervousness.
It's strange to say that he has been in the industry for so many years, and he has never seen any big storms, but he was frightened by such a brat with no hair yet. It's really shameful.
Even though he thought so in his heart, the driver still drove honestly like a quail, and nothing happened.
All the way silent.
The frightened driver deliberately kept a steady speed in order to appease the weird boy behind him, but fortunately the town is not big, so he arrived at Zhou Yu's house very quickly.
Zhou Yu got out of the car, walked to the driver's door, and handed the money to the driver.
The driver took Zhou Yu's money with evasive eyes, then quickly started the car and left.
Zhou Yu watched the taxi go away, snorted softly, turned around and took out the key to open the door.
As soon as he entered the house, Zhou Yu found that the house was very dark, with no light at all.
Turning on the light, Zhou Yu saw a figure in the living room.
It was a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, covered with fat and pale skin.
He was panting with difficulty, and there was still a bag of white powder that had been smoked more than half in his hand.
"Hoho—help me hoho—" There was a strange sound in his throat, and his eyes were full of despair.
Zhou Yu blinked, and sat down on the chair opposite him with a calm expression, just watching him and moaning in pain.
"I saw you got this from a car this afternoon." Zhou Yu picked up the bag of powder and observed it carefully, "I thought you were cured, but now I think it's because of this."
"Back to the light?"
Zhou Yu looked at the white powder remaining at the corner of Eugene's mouth, squeezed his chin thoughtfully, and said, "Maybe not, you look like you are going to die now, but you could live for a long time before."
"It seems that you smoked too much."
Eugene's eyes widened with a ferocious face, and he cursed inarticulately: "Ho ho—you little bastard! Hurry up! Take me to the—ho hospital!"
Zhou Yu's emerald green eyes were not happy. He threw the bag of powder into the trash can and said, "It's a pity that your favorite god's blessing is about to kill you."
He knew very well that the curse on the painting was far from deadly—he didn't want to kill anyone, because he hadn't heard about his mother yet.
Then it is obvious that Eugene who has become like this is purely self-inflicted.
"Let me ask you one last time, do you know where my mother and your wife have gone?" Zhou Yu stood up indifferently, his green eyes fixed on Eugene's dull ones motionless.
Eugene began to foam at the mouth, and his consciousness began to lose consciousness: "Hey, that bitch, her bitch, dare to take my money and prevent me from buying alcohol, bitch!"
Zhou Yu frowned, his eyes were a little colder.
He should have known, this guy never realized his fault, the scum.
"Ha, ho ho, damn bitch, you deserve to be sacrificed! How dare you report the archbishop, you bitch haha!" Eugene's eyes had already begun to lose focus, and he looked at the empty void, as if I saw the bitch who had been controlling him back then.
Zhou Yu clenched his fists violently, and his breathing became a little unsteady.
Sacrifice.
archbishop.
These words always reminded him of some unpleasant things.
"When I was young, you always put me in a closet, saying that you wanted to teach me to be independent, but I know that it's just that you think it's troublesome to take care of me." Zhou Yu looked at the dejected man on the sofa with a blank expression , "Later, you became obsessed with the so-called blessings of the gods, beat and scolded me frequently, and sometimes starved me for two or three days without light."
"Once, I almost died because of the glass bottle you smashed on my head."
Zhou Yu recalled the self in his memory who was too scared to cry, felt strange and felt a deep anger at the same time.
"..."
Looking at the man who had started talking nonsense, Zhou Yu calmed down his breath, turned around and prepared to leave the living room.
He has learned the truth of everything, cruel as it is.
"No, save me - save me ho ho! I'll take you to your mother tomorrow! Ho - at the villa -"
Behind him, Eugene continued to let out a low cry for help.
Zhou Yu ignored this man who was still trying to deceive him at this point, and returned to his room without looking back.
After closing the door, Zhou Yu wiped away the tears that fell down his face, changed his clothes as usual, washed up, and finally lay down on the bed to rest.
He looked at the starry sky outside the window in the darkness, his emerald-like eyes were full of complicated emotions.
After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
The night was dark, and everyone in the whole town had fallen into a sweet dream, only the villa that was kept secret by people was still brightly lit.
inside the room.
The white-haired man Al looked at the strong man Varun standing beside him, and asked, "What do you think of this plan? Is it difficult?"
Varen looked at the list projected on the watch, and shook his head expressionlessly: "Don't worry, Al, these students are very weak, and I will bring them back smoothly."
The red-haired Milo also cheered for Varen excitedly: "Come on, big man! The hope of our team depends on you!"
Valen looked at Milo, who had a personality like a child and seemed to never grow up, and his eyes became more gentle: "It's not that exaggerated. In fact, it doesn't matter if these people are alive or not. We can complete the task by killing any of them." .”
Milo said with a smile: "Don't fool me, Captain, uh, well, Al just told me that those guys who play tricks in the plot are not to the appetite of the main god, and we still have to look at those important supporting roles! "
Hearing this, Varen smiled helplessly, and lowered his head again to confirm the list.
Obviously, he also knows these reasons very well.
[Names: Johnny Joyce, Zhou Yu, Kenny Jessles, Vincent Fergus]
"Then Al, I'll go back to the room to rest first, so that Emily won't get suspicious." Varen put away the projection on his watch, and said to Al, the white-haired man beside him.
Al nodded and said: "Okay, you go first, thank you for your hard work, try to follow the plan, it is best to finish the matter in these two days, after all, the judgment day will come in a few days gone."
Varen nodded and left the room.
Several other team members in the room also left one after another after Varen left, and finally only Al was left alone to rest.
Al loosened the tie around his neck, feeling a little dry, so he reached for the teacup on the table next to him.
Crackling—
The teacup shattered, and the shards lodged in his arm, dripping with blood.
Al frowned, and pulled out the fragments directly.
He who has been tempered for a long time will naturally not be afraid of these pains, but he still feels uneasy in his heart, as if something very bad will happen.
He came from a high-level planet in the interstellar world. His race was born with a sense of danger, and sometimes even something like a broken cup would happen directly as an early warning from the heavens.
This is also one of the important reasons why he can lead the team all the way to the peak of the reincarnation space-sometimes such a seemingly insignificant perception of danger can save the entire team.
But now, he felt a great sense of threat, the same sense of threat as he faced the bosses who were about to kill him in other worlds.
This world is becoming more and more dangerous.
Al sent a message to the members of the team, asking them to pay more attention, and then stood by the French window with a sad face, looking at the lonely forest outside the window.
"Hopefully everything goes well this time."
He sighed helplessly.
In the morning, Zhou Yu woke up very early and was woken up by the sound of "duk tuk".
He opened his eyes and looked at the crow that was still pecking at the window.
The red-eyed crow saw him wake up, and immediately stopped pecking at the window, acting like a child who had done something wrong, which made people laugh.
A smile appeared on Zhou Yu's pale face. He got up, put on a coat casually, and opened the window.
The crow on the window sill was not disturbed by his actions, and still stared straight at Zhou Yu, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
Zhou Yu slowly stretched out his hand, and caressed the back of the crow with smooth fur.
"Are you hungry?" The black-haired and green-eyed boy looked down at the crow, those dark green eyes were full of crows.
The young man narrowed his eyes with a smile, and an intoxicating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His pale face looked extraordinarily handsome under the light of the rising sun in the morning.
The crow stretched its wings and jumped into the boy's arms.
Zhou Yu hugged the crow in his arms, a little dazed.
He had never seen such a fearless crow.