Chapter 9: He Huan
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Apocalyptic Forecast
- Fengyue
- 2178 characters
- 2021-01-30 02:53:12
"I'm suffering ..."
In the desolate backyard, Huai Shi sat on the steps of the garden, sighed in the sky and was dazed.
At this moment, he deeply felt that he was a child with a hard life.
Was interviewed by an intermediary at the Niulang shop. On the way home, he could meet dead bodies. Somehow, a box was stuffed into the board, but another day after he was released, he was jammed into another board.
Now I have to accept the help of a crow in order to survive, but this crow's greatest ability is to let himself die constantly.
Is it white toss in the end?
Since you are dying, can you die once?
Must die dozens of times ...
Died to the point that he was almost numb. The unprecedented skill of "Death Premonition" is about to take shape!
Huai Shi felt that if he had better luck this time, if he could manage this time, he could die this skill to LV10 in his lifetime!
"If you have time to complain, it is better to die one more time. This meditation method can at least exercise the quality of the source. Maybe you will soon break through the 99% progress bar and become a sublimator."
Next to him, I do not know why the lack of ink turned into a zebra streak crow opening suggested.
"If you believe you will be a ghost!"
Huaishi didn't care about her at all, staring at the barren garden, and began to think: Who am I, where am I, and the school is about to start in half a month, I am so poor that I am about to die, besides looking for death. what are you doing?
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and calculated his mind:
"I said, is there any way you can make money?"
"Yes."
The zebra crow carelessly combed his feathers and pointed to the road outside the door: "Take a ten-minute bus ride, one stop and the left turn is the bank, grab a ticket, and everything."
"... Who wouldn't grab a bank!" Huai Shi rolled his eyes: "Don't you have any magic of turning into gold?"
"Ah, magic, this is a long story, but I do know the technology of making gold, but ..."
"But what?"
Huai Shi came up, his eyes brightened.
"However, the cost per gram is about 3,000 yuan in Dongxia currency."
Said calmly: "The net gold produced in this way is usually used as a spiritual base material in various ceremonies and altars. If you want, I will get you two pounds."
"What do I need to do if I have money!"
Huai Shi has nothing to say.
Can only sit on the steps and continue to be in a daze until a faint broken sound sounds, waking him up.
It seems that the glass bottle was broken.
So crisp in the afternoon of this hot summer.
Huai Shi turned back in amazement, looking at the direction of the front yard.
"someone is coming?"
The crow looked up thoughtfully and worriedly: "Is it because I used your home wire to steal electricity?"
Huai poem was stunned for a moment, and was immediately shocked, his eyes widened: "When did you do such a good thing with me behind your back!"
"Actually, I also stole a network cable, and the WIFI signal was pretty good." The crow pulled out a smart phone from under its wings and didn't know where it came from: "Do you want a password?"
Huai Shi glared at her, got up, and crept to the corner of the back of the house, protruding his head, and the crow stepped skillfully on his head, and his head also came out.
Just in the corner of the decadent courtyard, there was a man sneaking around in the corner of the corner, and then reached out and reached for another companion who turned over from the wall.
Both of them fell to the ground, bulging in their arms, with a mask on their faces.
"Oops ..."
The crow asked in a low voice, "Will the people who have been rushing to pay for electricity still get over the wall this year?"
"Probably a thief." Huai Shi gritted his teeth and stooped to pick up the half iron rod in the corner from the ground: "Anyway, this kind of thing is not once or twice."
"Oh?"
She thoughtfully glanced at Huai poetry and smiled strangely: "I wish."
Huai Shi didn't take care of him, lowered his voice, and quietly peered at the scene in front. The two burly strong men put on their gloves, looked around, whispered something, and crept into the broken window on the side of the house. Huaishi carefully opened the back door of the house and heard the creaking sound of the old floor.
Heavy footsteps hovered in the living room for a while, then went upstairs, and could hear the sound of the door opening.
Soon, he heard the voice upstairs.
"People are not here!"
"Look first and see where he hides things!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of things over and over, and there was a constant sound of breaking. Huai Shi listened to a toothache: He was already a wall-to-wall family, and some valuable things were given to his pawns by his parents earlier that year. The only thing left was a pair of worthless rotten furniture.
These guys can easily survive such a long time, but I didn't expect the disaster to be bad today.
Fortunately, although the house is surrounded by four walls, at least the house is large enough and there are so many empty rooms.
Huai Shi took a deep breath, grabbed the stick, and crept up to the floor, hearing the violent noise from his bedroom.
Bang bang.
The sound of the drawer falling to the ground.
Shit, I'm on the table.
Then there was a loud noise, and the things in the cabinet fell to the ground.
There was a clatter.
The lamp and the things on the table also fell off.
"have a look at this!"
As if they found something, Huaishi heard the sound of the zipper pulling, it was the piano box was opened, followed by the dull echo of the piano body being beaten.
"Not here?"
"Will there be a mezzanine?" One of them guessed: "Take it away and see?"
May I go to your mother's!
Huai Shi was furious.
I didn't care about turning the cabinet all the way. Now you have to smash the rice bowl that I eat. This is a big hatred!
Too late to hesitate, he protruded his head and saw the two men facing away from the squatting person on the ground. One of them had picked up the hammer. Suddenly, his anger rose from his heart, and the evil was born into the gall. hack.
He's clanging with his abacus here-first put a sap down, and then take another stick before the other person hasn't responded, let's live together!
Things are going very smoothly.
Bang bang.
The man holding the hammer fell to the ground, but then, Huai Shi saw the iron pipe in his hand that had not been known for many years broken from the middle and flew out.
He froze for a moment.
The other person also froze for a moment, and suddenly a fierce light flashed in his eyes, rushing towards Huai Shi.
Huai Shi subconsciously lifted his leg, and then he kicked him, and then he lifted the chair beside him and fell down.
So, the broken chair that followed him for so many years was also sacrificed with great force.
The man seemed to feel no pain or itching, and finally got up from the ground, clenching his fists, making a gurgling noise, and the face under the mask also became grievous.
Huai Shi took a step back, and immediately reacted again. Today, unlike in the past, he is no longer the weak chicken that has no power.
Okay, this peerless martial arts is here for you!
He smiled coldly, and it was a set of military boxing!
Then another set of military body punches, and finally another set of military body punches ... The military body punches learned by beating really started, and the non-stop punch from the first set to the third set, that is called a running cloud, water, tiger Tigers!
Except that none of the hairs on the opposite side are missing, there are almost no shortcomings.
Huai Shi was almost exhausted, but he did n’t even have people playing ... If he was under the overpass, he might still be able to make a reward of 180-80 yuan, but now it is useless.
The strong man's movements were frighteningly scary. Although he didn't understand any military punches, the power of one punch and one foot was frightening. When he punched a punch, Huai Shi was black and his face was swollen.
Shit, the idea pricked, the wind squeezed ...
Huai Shi's mind just came up with this idea, and then he was angry again: what is my home, even if I want to run, I am not running!
Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold head and lowered his head subconsciously.
Then, I felt a hammer hit the back of his head and the wind screamed. The guy behind Huai Shi who had been knocked down by his stick had already climbed up.
So the old steel pipe is unreliable ...
Huai Shi had no time to reflect, he saw the person on the opposite side rushing towards himself, and suddenly he was crushed to the ground, and then, a big hand was pinched on his neck.
"Destroy this puppy day!"
Under the mask, those eyes were full of viciousness: "Damn, almost turned over!"
The man holding the hammer took a breath, and also walked up. The hammer in his hand lifted up against his head. The Shimbun newspaper is so fast. Just now, Huai Shi was hitting other people's saps. Now it is his turn to open up for others.
Seeing that the hammers were all lifted up, he was struggling to struggle, but he couldn't pick the hand that was pinched around his neck. In the chaos, he could only tear off his mask to reveal the face with scars.
"Lying trough, help ..."
Huai Shi screamed.
"Think of something sad!" The crow shouted in his throat, "Think of how you died in your dreams at that time ... How many times have you died, how bad is it!"
Huai Shi suddenly felt a little bit tired, this is all about to die, think about what the use is, oh, and then be prepared for it, you are not afraid, right?
Can die more peacefully, which is a good idea!
Thinking of the tragic deaths in the dream, Huai Shi felt a grief in his heart. After experiencing countless illusions of death for himself, the horror weight accumulated by those memories almost made him breathless.
The more he died, the more he feared death, because death is such a terrible thing.
At that moment, he felt a burst of heat flow from his right hand, and then, there seemed to be something more in the clenched fist.
Is like a piece of sand, full of hands.
Too late to think about it, Huai Shi unconsciously threw those things out. The dark dust flew from the fingertips, and immediately fell on the man's face.
The palm that was holding his hand loosened a little during the sudden attack. Huai Shi suddenly opened, and then suddenly rolled, and he heard a roar in his ear.
The hammer on the floor behind the head was smashed.
A terrible loud noise scared him out of cold sweat. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
But immediately before he got up, he saw that the face of the man who had pinched himself suddenly twisted, his face turned red, gasping violently, and then, howling and crying.
The man holding the hammer was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned red ...
Lying trough, what the hell?
Chili powder?
In amazement, Huai Shi accidentally inhaled the black dust floating in the air and quickly decomposed, and suddenly a strong acid spread from the tip of the nose.
"Be careful, it seems to be 'robbery'! It's troublesome if you get it!"
The crow's reminder always comes one step late.
And Huai Shi finally found out that the sourness wrapped around the tip of his nose did not seem to come from the stimulation of the outside world, but ... from the pain and sorrow deep inside.
Seems to be fired by the garbage supervisor, lost the job that made him a living, seems to have stolen the little Shiba Inu who grew up from the age, seems to live a 996 social life every day. The man, like a sudden obituary and cancer notice, seems to be a waste author who says that he can't write anything for several days every day.
Lungs are cramping, eyes are hot, the tip of the nose is full of sourness, irrepressible sorrow spread in the chest, and the brain recalls that he fell on the steps when he was three years old, and saved a piece of five when he was six years old Fat children in the game hall snatched away, unreliable father and mother donated money and disappeared, interviewed the Niulang store, and returned to their homes inexplicably involved in this kind of thing ...
"Heaven, I'm so bitter!"
Huai Shi looked up to the sky and screamed, a sorrowful scream in his throat, howling and crying, the tears could not stop the wild flow ...