I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

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Eighty-one took a bath in comfort.

He didn't wipe his body, he came out of the bathroom with his **** bare, still dripping with drops of water.

The two corpses on the ground have long lost their temperature.

suddenly.

Eighty-one frowned, his wrist shook, and he put the hammer on his shoulder.

In the living room.

A man and a woman lay reclining on the sofa, falling asleep deeply, breathing weakly.

Eighty One looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.

"Fuck? Why are you sleeping?"

Eighty-one shook the two of them awake, and said with a smile.

Seventy-three and fifty-six opened their eyes in a daze.

At the moment when they opened their eyes, a trace of murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the two of them, and they stretched out their hands towards Eighty One at the same time.

Slap, slap.

"it's me."

Eighty-one reluctantly slapped off the hands extended by the two of them.

Fifty-six and Seventy-Three looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

"How did we... fall asleep?"

Seventy-three asked.

Fifty-six slowly shook his head.

Eighty-Eleven took out a piece of clean clothes and put it on, while saying: "The ghost knows you? I didn't dared to sleep last night, maybe I was too tired. Speaking of it, I was a little sleepy after tossing for a long time."

After speaking, Eighty-One yawned long, and it seemed to be extremely sleepy.

indeed.

Because they were worried about what happened during the trial last night, the three of them squatted together and spent the night taking turns.

Seventy-three turned his head.

Looking at the dirty things that Eighty One flung around, he didn't conceal the disgust on his face.

Eighty-one smiled: "This is a good thing, seventy-three, you won't know if you haven't tried it."

"Tired of living?" Seventy-three asked in a cold voice, turning over his palm, and the army stab appeared in his hand.

"Enough." Fifty-Six held down the murderous Seventy-Three, and said helplessly: "This is not the time to make a joke, Seventy-Three, Eighty-Eleven, put your things away."

"Humph." Seventy-three snorted coldly, and the general stabbed it away.

Eighty-one got dressed hippy and smiled, and didn't seem to care about the killing intent from his teammates just now.

"How to deal with the woman who ran out?"

"What's the matter? Didn't you stop it?"

Eighty-one laughed loudly: "If it's a big deal, we will kill them all. This town is really not difficult at the moment."

Speaking of tasks.

Fifty-six expressions condensed abruptly, the gloomy light in the eyes flashed, and he whispered: "No difficulty? Haha, eighty-one, if there is really no difficulty, why have we not completed the main task until now? Obviously, that' Green' is dead."

The seventy-three general stabbed from the right hand to the left hand silently, silently.

Eighty-one was suddenly speechless.

Just now.

Seventy-three raised her chin slightly, and she remembered the scene of the confrontation with the other two apostles on the TV station.

She remembered the look in the eyes of the seemingly ordinary man when facing the three of them.

She carefully pondered that there was no fear, no anger, nor anger in the man's eyes at the time.

More like... sorry?

What regrets?

At that time, "Forget it", at that time Seventy-Three also thought that the man had chosen to give up because of helplessness.

But in retrospect, it doesn't seem to be that simple.

"that person."

Seventy-three said suddenly.

Fifty-Six heard the words, frowned, his voice was a little dumb, and asked: "Who?"

"On the TV station, that person seems to know something."

Seventy-three told her own speculation, without concealing it.

Fifty-six was completely silent.

Eighty-one smile, this smile, like the sunshine in July, so piercing.

Seeing him on his shoulders, the huge hammer turned vigorously and said: "Go and ask, if you don't, you will know."

at the same time.

In the town of Green.

"Demons... they... are demons..."

The girl was panicked and stumbled on the road.

In her mind, the terrifying picture, like a nightmare, lingered in her mind.

The three people, the ugly organs, the cold smiles, and the bloodthirsty expressions crazily twisted in the girl's mind, and gradually evolved into three unsightly monsters.

This kind of scene, parents being abused to death at random, is a miserable situation that can destroy the mind for anyone. What's more, she is just a young girl who has not been involved in the world.

The pace of the girl's running became slower and slower and slower.

For some reason, the more fear and fear, the heavier her eyelids.

"sleepy…"

"Very sleepy…"

"very scary…"

"They are demons..."

"demon…"

The girl suddenly fell on the side of the road.

Fell asleep.

…

…

Yi Lin walked to the edge of the town.

In the sky, outside the small town, the whole world, it seems to be immersed in the fog like substance.

It seems that this small town is completely isolated from the outside world because of this strange thick fog.

Yi Lin stared into the dense fog, but did not rush into the dense fog.

Judy once said that there is no tourist line at all in Greentown.

So what happened to the bus when they came?

Yi Lin remained silent.

I don't know how long it took.

The sky gradually subsided.

He turned his head and walked towards the way he came.

There was no one else on the road.

Yi Lin came to the square.

"Um?"

Yi Lin noticed that the old clock on the square also had a lucky totem like a bat.

The totem is named "Green".

It seems that the whole town is going around "Green".

Green Town.

Green Totem.

The host named "Green".

Green Festival.

Their main mission... kill Green.

Who is Green?

Or is it just a name?

So who should they kill during the mission?

Yi Lin lowered his head to think, and by the way, tossed the initial reminder of the task in his head, not daring to omit something.

The initial task reminder this time seems to be more concise and clearer than before.

At first glance, there is not much weirdness.

But because there is not too much weirdness, it seems even more weird.

While thinking.

Yi Lin's eyes narrowed.

He stretched out his hand slowly and stroked the old clock a few times.

"Is it an illusion? Or is this clock broken?"

Just now.

far away.

A young girl in a white dress stumbled towards this side.

There was no one around, and the young girl who suddenly appeared in the distance seemed very abrupt in Yi Lin's eyes.

It's like a bit of thick ink on a white paper, or a bit of blush on a little angel, it's hard for people not to notice.

Yi Lin raised his vigilance and stepped forward and found that the girl's footsteps were messy, her eyes were hollow, and her focus was lost.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."

Just when Yi Lin was about to step forward to find out.

Suddenly a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from my ear.

bass.

Yi Lin opened his eyes again.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, Yi Lin's eyes were blank, but they soon became clear.

Allen leaned over, stretched out his hand timidly and shook it before Yi Lin's eyes: "Uncle, why are you... falling asleep?"

"I fell asleep? When?"

Yi Lin asked with a surprised expression.

"When Allen was painting."

painting?

At this moment, Yi Lin felt like a fragment of memory after a hangover.

Normally, his mental attributes are so high, this shouldn't happen.

Yi Lin tried his best to recall what happened.

He looked at the painting on the desktop.

It's still a three-person line of painting skills that can hardly be exhausted, with a big mother and a small son, and a faceless dad beside him.

"By the way, Ellen, why do you say he is Green?"

Yi Lin pointed to the faceless man on the crayon drawing and asked calmly.

Allen thought for a while, originally he didn't want to say so much to the stranger in front of him.

But who made him appreciate Allen's paintings?

Those who know how to appreciate Ellen's paintings shouldn't be bad guys.

Alan thought of this, loosened his finger slightly, his brows stretched out, and said: "Judy said, I don't have a father, and if there is, it can only be Green."

"Why Green?"

"Because Green is a symbol of luck. Everyone in the town knows Green."

"Green, the one from the TV station?"

Allen shook his head: "It's not this Green, he is the fake Green."

"So, where is the real Green?"

"Alan doesn't know."

Allen shook his head vigorously again. He carefully put the painting away, with a bright and flawless smile on his face: "When Judy comes back, let her see, Allen's painting has improved again."

Boy, you might be disappointed.

Yi Lin said silently in her heart.

Pinning the clues of the main mission to a child, he really thinks too much.

However, he always felt that something was wrong.

"what?"

Xing Fei just woke up and got down from upstairs.

After searching for a long time, he finally found Yi Lin in Judy's room familiarly.

And Alan.

And the door is unlocked.

Xing Fei rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at the painting on the desktop inadvertently, gave a thumbs up, and said casually: "Who painted this picture? These three vegetable seedlings are painted well! Very vivid."

Vegetables, seedlings?

Yi Lin: "..."

Allen frowned and cried in an instant.

Crying loudly.

Xing Fei looked dumbfounded: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Yi Lin sighed and patted Xing Fei's shoulder: "I reasonably guess that you must not be married... Well, no, you must have never had a girlfriend."

Xing Fei was slightly startled when he heard the words: "How do you see it? Is it so obvious?"

Yi Lin shook his head and looked at Xing Fei, with a pitiful look in your eyes, no longer explaining.

It's finally night.

Judy hasn't come back yet.

Allen was tired of crying, but silently put away the painting that Xing Fei had complained about as "cai sprouts", simply ate some food, and fell asleep on the bed.

Xing Fei faintly understood the reason Alan was crying until later.

Don't blame him!

At a glance, it really looks like a seedling!

However, this is not the point.

They are here for cruel trials, and they didn't make a special trip to coax the children. If they cry, they will be fine.

Xing Fei held his breath and did not dare to shout, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Yi Lin quietly looked out the window, waiting for the changes in the town.

According to Judy, all kinds of strange things will happen at night during the seven days of the Green Festival.

No matter what weird thing is, it will happen after all.

Both of them are waiting.

Until, late at night.

Da, Da, Da, Da, Da.

In the silent hotel, from somewhere in the hotel, weird footsteps sounded out of thin air.

In the hotel, Judy did not return from a night tour.

Allen fell asleep.

Yi Lin and Xing Fei are on the third floor.

There was no opening sound at the door either.

But the sound of footsteps appeared inside the hotel out of thin air, without warning. When they heard the sound of footsteps, the existence of the sound was already under their feet.

"coming!"

Xing Fei and Yi Lin looked at each other.

The two are not talking nonsense.

Yi Lin silently pushed open the door, followed the direction of footsteps, and quietly went downstairs.

in the dark.

Xing Fei condensed his eyes and pointed to Judy's room.

Da da da.

The sound of footsteps suddenly stopped inside, motionless, and no more movement was caused.

Yi Lin lowered his head, turned his hands, UU reading www. The uukanshu.com knife is already in your hand, and the significance is self-evident.

Xing Fei was also unambiguous, did not hide it, and put on the pure white gloves with texture on the back.

The two entered the house.

Yi Lin turned on like a shadow to follow, completely immersed in the darkness.

After completely letting go of perception, Yi Lin quickly discovered the source of the footsteps and sneaked directly towards Allen's room.

The moment Yi Lin swayed from Xing Fei, Xing Fei was taken aback.

It was obvious that Yi Lin was right beside him, but Xing Fei didn't come back to his senses until Yi Lin passed by completely. The feeling Yi Lin gave him at that moment was just like a ghost, and almost no trace of his existence was noticed.

Obviously, he always knew that Yi Lin was nearby.

But Xing Fei unconsciously ignored the existence of Yi Lin.

"What a terrible apostle, is he good at assassination? Good, so insidious."

Xing Fei silently speculated about Yi Lin's abilities.

Yi Lin moved softly and unscrewed Allen's door.

-There is no lock.

Xing Fei stuck his head from the crack in the door.

I saw a man beside Ai Lu's bed, with his back to the door and facing Alan, silently bowing his head.

Although it was only a figure from the back, it seemed to be a middle-aged man. He was wearing an old white washed shirt, loose brown trousers on the lower body, and a pair of old, decolorized but clean leather shoes on his feet.

suddenly.

The man seemed to perceive the movement behind him.

He turned his head abruptly.

At the moment when the man turned his head, Xing Fei opened the door with fright, his scalp was numb, and his back was cold. For a moment, he was so scared that he couldn't move at all, as if being frozen in place, unable to move.

"Ah."

Yi Lin smiled.

No wonder Xing Fei was so scared.

Because of that man—

No face!