Even after the special pollution of Black Marsh City was cleaned up, most people in the whole city were still immersed in a long-lost sound sleep and did not wake up. Their business is busy.
Taking advantage of the lack of people and cars on the street, someone is hurriedly pulling the goods and spreading them to various places in the city of Black Marsh.
Some people expected that after the carnival, there may be a lot of demand, and they are rushing to those plantations, wanting to finalize a large number of goods that can make them rich before others react.
There are also people who just slept for a short time, then got up from the bed, and ran to the street timidly. The monkey eagerly looked for the black grass dealer he was familiar with, and wanted to make a batch of things first and go back and have a good time. After one time, go to bed again.
There are even some people, whose eyes have become extremely gloomy because of their shyness.
Sitting on a bench in an empty street, looking at the broken windows, he clenched the knife in his pocket.
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In several other parts of the city, many people also got the news that just came out of the conference room.
Whether they are coming by car to the administrative hall of No. 2 satellite city, or walking on the top of each building, close to the administrative hall, or those who are shuttled in the shadows, they have already given birth to the idea of making a big fuss, and at the same time He breathed a sigh of relief, and then each contacted their own spokespersons and made their own appeals to them: "The things that were agreed before can start to be implemented."
"Now you can rest assured."
"Even someone with the ability to clean up the special pollution of the entire Black Swamp City can't decide the fate of the Black Swamp City in one sentence."
"Go ahead, since he has made a statement, he can make the final decision."
"If Qinggang is willing, you can give them the biggest piece of cake. This is the kindness and rules we should have."
"… "
In the entire underground world of Black Marsh City, countless well-informed people were relieved because of the word, and there were a few people on the edge of a satellite city shaking their heads helplessly.
One of the girls in a short skirt frowned impatiently and said, "It's boring, such a city can't be saved."
"I thought the guy from Qinggang could do something."
"… "
Someone wearing glasses smiled and said, "It's normal, he's not crazy, he always thinks more about things."
"No..."
Also at this time, someone suddenly raised his head and said in surprise, "Something has appeared?"
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He was holding a cigarette rolled from black grass to refresh himself, pulling a truckload of goods and transporting them to the people at various transfer stations. Suddenly, his palms became weak, and the front of the car slammed into the roadside and hit the road directly. On the big tree next to him, he turned around and turned over.
"What happened?"
"… "
The person in the co-pilot beside him was shocked and angry, and hurriedly came to help him: "The car can't drive well, what should I do if the goods are lost?"
But when his hand was about to touch the driver, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
I saw that the driver's pupils were dilating, turning into nothingness, his body curled up tightly, shrunk into a ball, his whole body, like an electric shock, shuddered layer by layer, his Adam's apple rolled, and there was blur. The words came out of his mouth.
If you listen carefully, you can hear him shouting, "It's... it's getting dark."
"… "
"What do you mean? Why is it getting dark?"
The person in the co-pilot yelled, subconsciously looking up, a dazzling sun in the sky.
Just as he was about to turn around and pull him up, his eyes became dark.
He looked up in horror and saw that everything around him seemed to no longer exist.
Only the thick darkness completely enveloped him in it. He was startled and anxious, and looked up.
But I saw that in the darkness in front of me, a rough and cold face appeared in the darkness.
This face occupied almost all of his vision.
The blade-like gaze slowly swept across his body, making every inch of his skin feel the cool feeling of being scratched by a knife.
"Only one chance..."
Behind the gaze, in the thick darkness, a hollow and dry voice rang out.
"The next time you touch black grass, it's when you put your destiny in my hands..."
"Of course, I'm merciful..."
The voice spoke slowly, the voice grew louder little by little, and quickly filled their minds, as if it formed an echo, over and over again, echoing in their brains, filling the whole thinking, forming a forever. Indelible imprint:
"So, I'll give you the choice to fear..."
"For example, being cut by a knife forever, piercing the brain with a steel drill, or steaming in a pot..."
"… "
"… "
On the street, the person who was planning to trade sneakily, clenched the handle of the knife, and planned to pick a person who would break in from a occupied house. Just as their hands were grasping each other for what they needed, they suddenly stopped. The whole person stayed on the spot.
The pupils became larger at the same time, the blood faded from the face, and the sweat all over the body rolled out layer by layer.
The abnormal feeling of powerlessness eroded the whole body, and they slowly squatted on the ground.
"Only one chance..."
The body seemed to have completely lost control, and in front of the people around them, they murmured and repeated a sentence.
Muscles were completely out of control due to intense fear, and the pitch was weird and elongated:
"Only one chance..."
"Only one chance..."
The voice got louder and louder, and when he shouted repeatedly, his eyes and snot hung on his face distorted at the same time.
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"What are you doing?"
In a secret room, I was sitting comfortably on the sofa, roasting the cigar in my hand with a lighter, and methodically telling the opposite spokesperson how much support I could give him in the reconstruction of Black Marsh City, But what kind of way the spokesperson wants to earn enough benefits for himself suddenly realizes that something is wrong.
The cigar had been scorched by the flames, burning a huge piece of it.
But his eyes didn't dare to blink, just stared at the spokesperson in front of him.
The pupil of the other party has become the largest, and it is empty to the extreme, making people feel a hairy feeling, with an expression like crying and laughing, muttering to himself in a very subtle voice, the tone is very fast, as if repeating chanted a mysterious incantation:
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"it's getting dark… "
"Terror has come..."
"There's something, it... it's staring at us..."
"… "
"Who's making a fool of yourself?"
The person with the cigar in his hand reacted extremely quickly. When he felt the sudden creepy feeling, he suddenly jumped high, and pulled out the pistol from the ankle with the palm of his hand. He put his head on the forehead of the opposite spokesperson, and said solemnly: "Whether you are a capable person or a spiritual monster, it is best to stop pretending to be ghosts immediately..."
When the gun was pointed, the voice of the man who kept mumbling to himself disappeared.
Just when the man with the gun was slightly relieved, he suddenly found that the spokesperson's eyes were staring at him.
The pupils of those eyes kept dilating, like two mirrors.
In the depths of the mirror, I don't know when, one or two black shadows actually appeared, looking at myself faintly.
"Shh!"
The moment the shadow saw him, his heart almost stopped.
"roll… "
At this moment, the spokesperson suddenly shouted loudly, and the shadow in his pupil suddenly enlarged and rushed out.
When the shadow was enlarged to the extreme, a black shadow was formed directly, and it suddenly jumped out of his eyes, forming a black tide in front of him, showing its teeth and claws, like a demon, sending out a wave of water to it. Terrible growl.
The man with the gun was almost unable to resist, so he fell directly three or four meters.
"Kickkick..."
His wrist instantly became a smooth section, and his palm fell to the ground, swallowed by the darkness.
Even the gun that fell on the ground was instantly twisted, forming a mass of scrap metal.
"Devil, devil..."
The man with the gun was so terrified that he didn't dare to let go for a moment, and fled the room desperately.
Until he escaped far away, it seemed that he could still hear it, and there was a crazy laughter behind him, laughing haha, as if he had been following him.
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The same changes have appeared all over the city.
I don't know how many people suddenly became crazy, and in the depths of their eyes, there was a devil laughing wildly.
In the eyes of many people, the sky seemed to be suddenly covered with a black net, and the entire city fell into darkness in an instant.
clack clack...
There was a harsh rubbing sound from the pitch black surroundings, like the sound of an animal chewing a bone.
"Hehehehe..."
The cold and weird smile floated from nowhere. Everyone's hearts were like being pressed against a huge rock, and the invisible fear shrouded their hearts. It was a feeling that made people tremble to the extreme, but it was impossible to faint. Filled the whole mind.
"Are you ready?"
I don't know how many people are confused, and a voice sounded in the depths of their minds.
Then they suddenly became sober, sober like never before.
"what!!!"
There was a woman who was breathing clouds in a dilapidated house and didn't care about the swaddling baby beside her. She turned her head sharply, and saw a tall man in a raincoat in the corner of the darkened house, next to the cabinet. He looked at himself coldly.
He was holding his child in his arms, and a kitchen knife with a cold light was faintly exposed in his hand.
Her screams spread throughout the building, but her husband rushed into the room only to see her trembling with her head in her arms.
The child was beside her, coughing from the smoke.
"Go away! Go away!"
Someone desperately held a gun and kept pulling the trigger towards the dark angle, but the shadow in front of him became clearer and clearer.
Countless dead people changed their appearances, approaching them with mysterious smiles.
"You... haven't you been killed by me?"
"Ghost, are you a ghost?"
"… "
Some even threw the cigarettes in their hands to one side, lay on the floor with their heads in their arms, and cried, "Dad... Dad..."
"I was wrong, stop hitting me..."
"… "
The whole city seems to be twisted in this darkness. In the city of Black Marsh, there are a large number of people who have been seriously affected by the black grass. They have various lives and various disguises. They are classified as a type of people, but at this moment, no matter what they are doing or who they are, they suddenly see the most terrifying scene.
Fear, anxiety, trepidation, and negative emotions are on the rise.
In the depths of countless people's minds, a tall figure was laughing excitedly.
"I'm sorry..."
"Change it..."
"No one will forgive you anyway..."
"Ha ha ha ha ha… "
"I'm not at all interested in whether you guys have changed..."
"I'm only interested in the moment you fall into my hands..."
"… "
In other places, even if they have never eaten black grass, they have not directly participated in such transactions, but they are just about to rush to the Executive Office to "touch" the whimsical Qinggang capable person. Gotta realize something is wrong.
They haven't touched black grass, so they don't perceive that kind of horror.
But they still felt that there was a huge and terrifying spiritual force suddenly spreading in the city.
That kind of spiritual power is cold, weird, and crazy, as if there is a kind of flexibility that drills into the body along the pores of the human being, and it is like a pair of malicious eyes, which are coming from all parts of the city, all corners, towards the body. They looked over...
"crunch..."
The car that was heading for the No. 2 Executive Hall suddenly stopped.
The people in the car felt the spiritual power spreading around, and after a long silence, they suddenly said, "Go back."
The car went back the same way, as if it had never come before.
She was walking at the top of the building in Black Marsh City, overlooking the city's red tight-fitting ninjas, and suddenly found a sea of fear around her, so she was silent for a long time, and slowly slipped down the telephone pole next to her, honestly. Go outside the city.
"Is the evil god descended?"
The existence hidden in the shadows, his teeth trembled, and then he said weakly: "I was wrong..."
Because of the good attitude of admitting mistakes, most of them were let go.
But some unfortunate ones disappeared silently, and only the sound of chewing was faintly heard from their hiding place.
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"what is that?"
The girl in the short skirt felt the terrified change, her eyes changed greatly: "How dare he do this?"
The man wearing glasses and a suit was startled for a moment before he laughed: "He's really a lunatic, I like it!"
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Also when these changes happened, Lu Xin relaxed slightly and returned to the office where Han Bing and the others were resting.
With a very relaxed expression, he smiled and said, "Look, it's easy isn't it?"
On the bench, Yin Mao was curled up in a ball, his face was pale, his pupils were dilated, and his body was shaking violently.
Like a nightmare, he kept muttering to himself: "I don't want to be cut by a knife, I don't want to be steamed, I don't want to chop off my head, I don't want to cut my eggs... I don't want to touch these things, but this is my career, Is it wrong to do one line of work and love one line of work?"
"Woooooooo, I'm really not reconciled..."
"Don't, don't, don't let others look down on me, don't..."
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never pursue a career again..."
"I swear, I swear, I'll never touch again..."
"Really don't touch..."
"… "
Lu Xin's eyes fell on Yin Mao's body, and he sighed slightly.
He still stifled his dream.
And when he sighed, he was anxiously watching the silver hairs become like this. Han Bing and the red snake, who were obviously suffering from severe pollution symptoms, raised their heads in shock, the hairs on the red snake's body , all stood up like a steel needle.
The mental detector on Han Bing's wrist has reached an alarm level.
As soon as they looked up suddenly, they saw Lu Xin smiling, and immediately screamed nervously:
"Mr. Soldier, you... what did you do?"
"… "
"me?"
Lu Xin had heard panic and exclamations in the corridor, even in the conference room, and the silver hair in front of him showed himself a kind of psychological process change, so, He also nodded slightly in satisfaction.
Then, he calmly replied to Han Bing: "Strictly speaking, I didn't do anything."