What is Liu Xin going to do?

Jianming was preoccupied with the start of vigilance, as long as Meteor had the slightest hostility, his body would react immediately.

I saw Liu Xin rubbing the tip of the dagger with his fingertips, as if he was very satisfied with the sharpness.

But he didn't exude any murderous aura or any hostility.

The aura emanating from him was too heterogeneous, completely different from everyone present and everyone Jianming had ever seen.

It's as if he's from another world.

Next, Liu Xin slowly stretched out the dagger in his hand and approached the back of the neck of the woman who was waiting for the signal light under the sidewalk in front of her.

The dagger was indeed very sharp, and when it came into contact with the woman's hair, it had already split it into two sections.

Gradually, the dagger was only a few millimeters away from the white and bright neck, but Liu Xin's hand also stopped.

Instead, his mouth began to move.

"Behold, even the pigeons in the park are more wary than men. ”

"They're stupid, they're blind, they're used to being kept in captivity, they're just working day after day, repeating the same day, thinking they're going to die in a safe environment. It's almost like a domestic animal. ”

Jianming didn't stop Liu Xin's actions, and he didn't know what Liu Xin was going to do.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Tsk, Liu Xin's leather gloves stretched out an index finger and shook it. Signaling to himself that he was about to say next.

"You're different, you've been on guard the moment you saw me...... No, it had been on the alert until then. ”

"You're the same as me, you're as heartless as I am. ”

After listening to Liu Xin's explanation, Jianming was a little impulsive, he was still a little angry in his heart when he had just been beaten, he stepped forward, and slowly said in a threatening tone: "I'm not different from you at all." ”

Although Jianming knew that Liu Xin's words were reasonable, he was unwilling to admit that he had anything in common with the strange killer in front of him.

Liu Xin heard Jianming's angry tone, but provoked.

"Yo, are you so angry because you said it?"

Even the last bit of stubbornness was seen through by the other party, and Jianming had no face at this time. I was even more angry.

He stroked the long hair that covered his ears, and glared at Liu Xin fiercely.

"What? Do you want to fight? Now? right here!?"

Hum.

Liu Xin exhaled with his nose in disdain, and at the same time put the dagger into the sheath and hid it in his arms.

"Don't fight, are you sick? at this kind of crowded crossroads?"

"Besides, even if I fight you, I won't do any good, why should I fight you?"

That's right, Liu Xin is a person who pays attention to efficiency, and he never does anything that is not beneficial. Last time, I also received the task of testing Jianming, so I came into contact with Jianming.

This time he didn't have any reason to be bored.

It was already a green light, and with a flick of the corner of the windbreaker, Liu Xin waved his hand.

"Goodbye, boy with no heart and sick brain. ”

Then, along with the falling night, it blended into the noisy crowd.

Leaving only Jianming, who had not crossed the road even though the lights were green, stared at the direction in which Liu Xin left, and there were many thoughts in his mind. The heart he didn't have was also shaking violently at this time.

..............................

As night fell, a tall figure sat outside an abandoned hospital indoors. He was flipping through the blue Bible in his hand. It's a pleasure to watch.

As the saying goes, there is no time at all, and there are just some people who are carrying the weight for you.

In place of the resting conveners, Father Stella was ready for his mission.

I took out the music box on my waist, put on the strings, and remembered the wonderful and crisp ringtone.

In the dream wedding, Father Stella liked the melody of this piece very much, and from time to time he would take it out and listen to it, as if it would make him more awake and bring him joy.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

As the song slowly drew to a close, the corners of the mouth cracked, revealing two rows of excessively neat front teeth.

The expression on his face was no longer a relief, but a ...... Pleasure.

Father Stella stood up and tugged at the end of the white glove on his wrist. Holding two polished steel knives in his hands, as if they had just been made, he paced towards the gate of the hospital, still with that happy smile on his face.

The thought of being able to work for the gods today and being happy is sometimes as simple as that.

And the philosophy he has always adhered to is as simple as his happiness. Four simple words.

Kill the enemy.

The abandoned hospital did look like it had been abandoned for a long time, and as soon as the doors were opened, some dust was flying in the air.

The dust on the wooden floors and stairs is a testament to how long no one has been here.

But it's like deliberately trying to go against that environment.

Some of the blood on the ground still looks fresh, and it hasn't completely turned black and solidified, so it shouldn't take more than a day or two.

After walking some distance, some of the windows were covered with wooden boards, making the interior very dim.

But the effect of the light did not seem to have any effect on Father Stella at all.

Kata, kata, squeaky quack.

The boots clung to the loose wooden floor, alternating between the sound of heavy footsteps and the creaking of the floor's stress.

Father Stella still had that happy smile on his face. It was as if this abandoned building, which had just died, was like a playground for him.

Although there was no light, he carefully avoided the blood stains where he had put his feet.

How the hell did he see it......?

Following the bloodstains that were getting more and more there, Father Stella never changed his speed, and the steel knife in his hand did not let go for a moment.

Kata, Kata.

He had reached the top of the stairs, and it seemed that the blood was guiding him further.

The moonlight shone on his back from the window, reflecting the golden short hair and the sturdy back under the gray trench coat, and the steel knife in his hand was particularly shiny.

From the front, you can only see a happy smile showing white teeth in the darkness. and a silver cross pendant that shimmers slightly on the chest.

The image of the Grim Reaper reaping life is extremely high.

Kata, Kata.

The atmosphere in the abandoned building was quiet and eerie, and only the footsteps of Father Stella could be heard.

Blood was pouring out of the crack under the door, and it was strange that this was not supposed to be a place with so much blood.

The dusty sign only said that this was a morgue.

It doesn't matter if he's a morgue or a custom shop.

As long as there is an enemy, Father Nastra will definitely go alone.

Pushing open the door of the morgue, I knew that my judgment was not wrong at all.

Not only the ground, but even the utensils, beds, and walls have obvious blood stains.

It seems that this is the scene of the crime.

A few poor creatures upstairs probably didn't make it away.

Escape......?

It must have been something that had escaped.

And the lair of that thing is probably in this morgue with a strong smell of blood.

Thinking of this, the smile on Father Stella's face froze and faded.

In front of me were two beds.

The one near his left hand side had fallen to the ground, and the pillow on the bed was soaked in blood.

And the one on the right-hand side is farther away...... It is still densely covered with a curtain, and it is impossible to see the situation inside.

The culprit of these tragedies should be hiding in this bed......

And...... With only blood stains to be seen but no corpses to be seen, it is impossible for someone to clean up the corpses.

There is only ...... reasonable explanation

Father Stella quietly and slowly raised the steel knife he held in his right hand. Like the curtain on the right side of the bed.

Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock......

It was so quiet that all I could hear in my head now was the sound of my own heartbeat.

A trace of cold sweat was left on his forehead, and his blue pupils shrank to a very small size, ready to explore the reality of the monster in front of him.

Whoa, whoa!!

The curtain made a loud noise, and the whole thing was lifted open by the steel knife, revealing what was hidden within.

Anything...... No.

The bed was the same as the one next to it, with nothing but some blood.

(It's weird...... I obviously felt something...... ）

Behind Father Stella who was still thinking.

In the ventilation ducts, a pair of eyes have locked on its prey.

Then it poked its head out silently.

No, Father Stella was completely unaware that he had now become prey.

The thing flew in front of the priest and attacked.

It's done.

His teeth bit Father Stella's right arm hard, and he was going to tear it off like this.

"Oh~ I used to hide in this kind of place. ”

That thing didn't make it after all.

Because Father Stella was a flaw that he deliberately sold in order to lure him out.

He was completely unaware that he had now become prey. It is precisely because he has always been a hunter.

With a swing of the knife, the thing relented and retreated in order to dodge.

What about the wound on Father Stella's right arm? Could it be serious?

I saw that the skin of the right arm under the coat had been gnawed away, revealing the ...... inside

Silvery-white metallic color.

And just after we watched for a while, the surface of the skin had been restored by itself, and it was as good as ever.

"Isn't this similar to me~?"

Let's look at what the priest said was similar to himself.

The thing's jaw never closed, but it didn't let out a drop of saliva.

Looks like a human. Can......

But his whole body was densely sewn with countless silk threads, and the traces of stitching were all over the entire body surface.

There are some parts of the body that have obvious skin tones that don't match.

The eyes have long been hollow, like the eyes of a dead fish, probably dead for a long time.

The hair is thinning, and it seems to fall out at any time.

The alien thing that the priest said was similar to himself, just like the Frankenstein in the movie story.