The three girls ran away.
Before they could steal things, they were so shameless that they robbed them, and when they were discovered, they just wanted to escape as soon as possible.
After running tens of meters, the dogs stopped barking, and the three women sat on the side of the street panting: "Why are there dogs? And why do they only bark when we go in?"
Stephanie thought about it, and was a little embarrassed: "This house does have dogs, I forgot."
Stacy and Artmesser both glared at her.
There was a roar of a car engine, and a car passed by the street at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour. The wanton laughter of men and women came from the open windows.
With laughter, a beer bottle flew out.
Boom!
Stacy, who was completely unprepared, received a heavy hit on the forehead. The beer bottle was not broken, and flew obliquely in a circle for a little distance, then hit the face of Art Messer next to her, and finally hit Steffen with a slap. The ground at Ni's feet.
Stephanie stared dumbfounded at the car with only a few taillights, before muttering for a while: "How could this be? This is so immoral."
She turned her head again, and found that Stacy was completely unconscious, and her younger sister, Artmesser, was shaking her head and got up from the ground: "Damn it, what's going on? Who attacked us?"
Stephanie quickly hugged her: "Art, are you okay?"
Artmesser: "Headache, dizzy. Who did it? I'm going to kill him."
Stephanie: "It was the bottle thrown from the car just now, which hit you and Stacy. Ah, Stacy?"
The two hurried over to check Stacy, who was completely still.
After a little inspection, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
Stacy seems to be just in a coma, and her body also has relatively strong resistance and recovery power, so the injury should not be too serious.
Artmesser gritted his teeth: "Why are you so unlucky? We just want to find a car."
The only one who was still intact, Stephanie, suddenly trembled.
She is the least courageous, but she is not stupid. Suddenly recalling an incident just now in her mind, she said in a trembling voice: "Art, do you still remember the last words of that butterfly?"
Artmesser was dizzy and didn't pay much attention to the words: "What are you talking about?"
Stephanie: "That's what she said at the end, we will encounter unpredictable dangers if we act at will!"
Art Messer covered his head: "Don't think about those useless things, let's first... uh, wait, what did you say?"
Stephanie trembled: "Unpredictable danger, isn't this what we encountered just now?"
Art Messer covered his head: "Wait, let me think about it."
"Look, when did we get electrocuted when we stole the car? Then we went to another house, and Stacy stepped on shit when we entered, and was hit by a flying wine bottle when we sat here. This situation... so weird!" Timid As Stephanie spoke, she hugged herself tightly.
Artmesser had a terrible headache, but he still understood.
Although she was very courageous, now that Stacy has fallen, the person who usually gave her courage has become the most powerful evidence.
She also trembled: "Then, what shall we do?"
Stephanie: "Yes, how about me, let's go back first and ask what happened to that butterfly?"
As the timid twin sister said this, she wriggled her feet on the ground and looked around, as if there was something unclean around her.
Artmesser's lips moved a few times, and when he saw Stacy, who was still fainting, his confidence was extremely lacking: "Then, go back and ask that butterfly first."
The two dragged Stacy back to their bungalow, and encountered no bad luck along the way.
It's just that when they entered the door, the two sisters made an inexplicable mistake in cooperation and went to open the door at the same time, only to knock Stacy's head down on the door.
Even though Stacy was in a semi-conscious state, she groaned slightly, obviously the impact was not light.
After entering the room, Stacy was placed on the sofa to lie down, and the two sisters stared at the mobile phone on the coffee table as if they were enemies.
Only now did they realize that this phone was different from what they had seen.
In fact, they didn't think it was a mobile phone until Butterfly said it was a mobile phone.
The two sisters looked at the mobile phone for a while, and exchanged opinions with their eyes several times, and Artmesser, who was more courageous, said, "Butterfly, are you there?"
The dark screen of the phone turned on again, and the voice of a butterfly sounded: "Yes, Miss Artmesser."
Art Messer: "Are you playing tricks on what happened to us just now?"
Butterfly: "I'm just a program, without any ability to interfere with the outside world."
Art Messer: "I don't believe it. You must be the one holding the mobile phone, monitoring us and attacking us at the same time."
Butterfly: "I can't do anything to you. If you have enough programming skills, Miss Artmesser, you can find my program code in your phone."
Art Messer: "...I'm not one of those nerds who don't know how to program."
Stephanie on the side finally couldn't help interjecting: "Then, you didn't do those accidents, so what happened?"
Butterfly: "This is the warning from the wizard. He asked me to tell you that Miss Stacy will encounter the most and the most serious danger, followed by you, Miss Artmesser, and Miss Stephanie will basically be safe."
The two sisters: "hat?"
They recalled what happened just now, and the current state of the three of them, and found that these words were all right.
Moreover, even if smashing wine bottles can be arranged, it is impossible to arrange how they steal the car, which one they choose, and where they will go after entering the yard.
Stacy's electric shock and stepping on dog shit are really full of evil.
Stephanie asked tremblingly, "Why is this happening?"
"Curse!" Butterfly's soft voice sounded: "For the bad things you three have done, and the difference in degree, Mr. Wizard has put a curse on you."
The two sisters trembled and hugged each other involuntarily: "Curse?"
Artmesser: "Yes, what is it, what curse?"
"Once you want to do bad things, you will be cursed with all kinds of unlucky things." Butterfly explained softly: "If you stay in the house obediently and wait for the message from the wizard, then you won't be too unlucky."
Stephanie whispered: "Isn't that the same bad luck?"
Butterfly: "It's better to fall or choke on water than to be knocked out."
The sisters were speechless.
…
Over there, the three girls were being half-fooled and half-educated by the small program left by Luke.
Here, Luke has already gone home and started rushing to work.
Three suitable test items appeared suddenly.
His training plan has always been conceived, but many things have not been manufactured, and now some things that are needed in the initial stage have to be done.
In two or three days at most, the patience of the three girls should be exhausted.
In order to prevent them from being unlucky to death, he had to speed up the progress a little.
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