: 1574 Have a good time in hell
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Illimitable Until Death
- Ruqing Rusu
- 1186 characters
- 2021-01-31 11:46:39
After five minutes, Fang took his mobile phone and walked out of the alley with a calm face. He mixed into the crowd and walked in the direction of his home.
"Hey!"
After another minute, the white-faced sunspot appeared in this moment, like the beast of the same cockroach, looking around.
The people around the road were surprised, and then they began to whisper.
no way.
Who makes the white-faced sunspot a reminiscent of horror?
The clothes are not well dressed.
Pretty face is very red.
There are teardrops in the corners of the eyes.
The body is shaking.
That way, it looks like it has just been given to people, and it is sympathetic.
But the mood of Shirai Kuroko is not like a victim, full of sorrow, but like an injured beast, anger is unstoppable.
After a long time, the white well blackspot in the square could not be reluctantly given up.
"The is bad! You remember me!"
The screaming of the teeth, the people around them have been respected and escaped, and escaped without a shadow.
......
On the other side, Fang Li is walking on the street while operating the mobile phone.
"Sure enough, nothing."
With that in mind, Fang Li constantly looked at the photos he had just taken.
Those photos, naturally all are photos of the white well sunspot.
In the same way as the previous decision, Fang Fang gave a white light to the black well, and then took a photo, so that Shirai Blackko stepped on the same stage as the tornado.
Looking at the drooling photos of the phone, the square is just as suffocating enough, and the face is refreshed and the phone is closed.
"Okay, go back."
The roof of the house is already in the field of vision.
......
"I am back."
Fang opened the door and walked into the house.
However, there was no sound in the family that responded to him, and it seemed to be silent.
"Is it not?"
Some suspicions in the party.
A few girls in the family can be veritable housewives, one is a world-class singer, one is a catalogue of banned books that may be eye-catching at any time, and one is a power lumps formed by the aim diffusion field. If there is nothing in peacetime, it will not go out.
"Isn't that going on a business trip with Silvi?"
This is not impossible.
Due to the upcoming relationship of the concert, Silvia needs to work together to make various preparations.
For example, in order to prepare posters to take photos, attend press conferences and prior rehearsals, etc., the recent Silvia is quite busy.
Then, like "Fisting Superman", you will often bring a blown snow to work together. It is not impossible for Silvia to go out with Inticus and Feng Bingbing.
"If this is the case..."
Fang did not know what to think of, and the expression gradually began to become indifferent.
That is the expression that will never appear when facing someone around you.
"Just take a look."
So muttering, Fang Li began to walk home.
The destination is on the third floor.
The location is the deepest room on the third floor.
Fangli came here and opened the door of this room.
Almost at the same time as opening the door of the room, a sweltering air rushed into the body.
Look carefully, there is no light in this room, even the windows are closed, and the curtains are pulled tightly, giving the whole room a depressing darkness.
In the air of the room, a faint wave of power swayed, like a layer of water film, covering the entire room.
If Inticus is here, it will be sure that this water-like power is an enchantment.
It is able to isolate all the sounds, breaths and even movements in this room, an enchantment completely separate from the outside.
In this enchantment, there are people one by one.
Each of them was armed with the same kind of counter-strike. The hand-held firearms were thrown on the ground like garbage. The people were hanged by chains and hung their heads, completely without breath.
Obviously, all of these people are dead.
And these people are the dark organization that directly belongs to the president of the school city - "Hounds".
All members of the Hounds were imprisoned here, and all died.
The party ignored the body that was hanged there, crossed the ones of the hounds, and came to one of them.
This person, all wrapped in a rotten bandage, bloody, not as armed as the people around, but a white coat.
Looking at this person in the square, a faint opening.
"In fact, in the case of complete water and grain breakage, you can still live with the seriously injured body. You are really as stubborn as a bug, Captain Muhara."
This person is the number of wood originals.
"How does it feel to be imprisoned?"
The party said like a smile.
"I don't think you are a person who will hate loneliness. After all, it is a famous scientist. You can't stand loneliness and loneliness. You can't do it, but with your temper, plant it in the hands of a little ghost you hate. It’s placed here, it’s already hated that even the scorpion is shouting because of swearing?
When I heard this, the number of woods that had been hoisted was slightly trembled.
Head, slowly lifted up.
The face that appeared in the dark was enough to scare the children.
Not only is it extremely thin, but a pair of eyes are still full of blood, which is very scary.
The number of woods is so long as it looks like a square.
"........."
After a while, the cracked lips of the original number of woods moved slightly and seemed to say something, but because it was too slight, it could not even be heard.
"What do you want to say?"
Fang Brow's eyebrows picked up, and then he squatted like a playful taste, and put his ears in front of the number of woods.
Just in this moment...
"Pooh…"
The mouth was spit out from the mouth of the wood, and flew into the square.
However, as expected in the party, all of this was the same, and the face was lightly biased, and the understatement was to avoid it.
Looking at this scene, the face with a lot of wood has become distorted.
"Kill you…"
Pulling the hoarse throat, the number of wood is low.
"Absolutely...right...to...kill...you...you..."
Although the sound is slight, the negative emotions such as temper, hatred and grievances are rich enough to feed people.
In this regard, Fang Li actually smiled.
"Reassure, my words will not kill you."
Because, just killing it is too cheap.
For Fang Li, death is definitely not the best punishment.
"You have been here with this hate and resentment, step by step to hell."
The party smiled indifferently.
"When you die, the enchantment here will start to distort, and you will be smashed together silently and then transferred to the nearest garbage dump, which will become a feed for wild dogs, and here will be restored. , turned into an ordinary room."
So, this is the last time Fangli has come here.
"I hope you can have a good time in hell, Captain Muhara."
Leave this, the party turned and left the room.
"boom!"
The door was closed.
The sweltering air filled the place again, and the smell of the rotten flesh began to spread.
The number of woods has dropped a lot.
Under the temptation of hateful and resentful emotions, they gradually went to death.