It was late at night, and there was no one in the park anymore, except for some corners, where there would be a little barking of cats and dogs.

An obese man walked into the silent park with a plastic bag and a flashlight.

With a kind smile on his face, he squatted on the ground, put his flashlight aside, and pulled out a bag of dog food and a rice bowl from a plastic bag.

The dog food package has been opened, and the man poured the dog food into the rice bowl, and then called in a kind voice: "It's time for dinner~"

In the bushes, there was a sound of rustling.

Seeing this, the man smiled even more happily, picked up the rice bowl and stood up, and when he got up, his foot accidentally knocked over the plastic bag.

The plastic bag fell to the ground, and a row of needles and threads, adhesive tape, and a knife handle were exposed from the edge of the pocket.

The man didn't care, picked up the plastic bag and walked to the bushes with the dog food.

"It's coming~It's time for dinner~"

He walked over to the bushes, laid the rice bowl on the ground, and called out to the creatures in the bushes in a friendly voice.

It didn't take long for a yellow-orange mass to emerge from the bushes.

It was a scrawny yellow-haired dog, very small, like a child's doll, dirty, missing an ear, and a few parts of its body were bare, as if it had been plucked, and looked ugly.

The little yellow dog approached the rice bowl tremblingly, leaning back, ready to run at any moment.

The man was very patient and comforted it affectionately all the time, beckoning it over.

After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of food, and the little yellow dog was vigilant for a long time before finally approaching the rice bowl and bowing his head to eat the dog food.

As you eat, you look up, your limbs tense and ready to jump away.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, you can live. ”

The man kept talking and seemed very gentle.

But as he spoke, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

His hand slowly reached for the plastic bag behind him, quietly groping.

The little yellow dog was probably hungry, or had let down his guard, and his whole body lay on the rice bowl and began to gobble up.

The man frowned and fumbled for a long time before his right hand finally reached the handle of the knife in the plastic bag, and then his brow loosened and a smile appeared on his face again.

His voice became softer: "People say that the severed head meal needs to be eaten heartily before it can be on the road, but I don't have any money, so I can only prepare this bowl for you, I hope you will forgive me..."

Before the words fell, the sharp knife had been raised high, and the man's originally kind smile had become cruel and hideous.

The little yellow dog happily eats the dog food, but he doesn't know what the consequences of his trust in humans will bring.

"Pounce—"

The blade entered the body, and blood splattered everywhere.

The blood fell to the ground and seeped into the mud in an instant.

"Ahh

The man's screams pierced the night sky.

"Oh~Wang~"

The little yellow dog barked and dodged away, looking at the scene in front of him at a loss.

The obese man lay in a pool of blood, his chest, wrists and thighs were blurred with blood, and the blood kept flowing out, he struggled in pain, and his mouth cried out with difficulty: "Strange... Monsters! Monsters... Blame... Help me... Help!!"

In the distance, a massive, beast-like figure galloped away, claws in their hands reflecting the cold light in the moonlight.

The little yellow dog barked, stupidly circling around the man, not knowing what the man in front of him was trying to do to it just now, just worried about the injury of the "good guy", he didn't even care about eating dog food, and stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to use his saliva to help the man disinfect and stop the bleeding...

At the edge of the park, under the shadow of the big tree, I don't know when two men were already standing, quietly watching what was happening in the park.

A handsome windbreaker, a model-like figure, who can there be if it is not Luoyang and black eyes?

Seeing that the obese man's blood was bleeding more and more, Luo Yang finally couldn't help but speak: "Hey, the humanoid creature just appeared and injured someone, why don't you stop it?"

"Hmm...," the black eye muttered for a while, and said, "It can be, but I don't know why, I don't want to move." ”

"Poof-ha-" Luoyang couldn't help laughing, and laughed for a while before asking, "What now?"

Black-eyed frowned and thought about it, "I won't chase it for the time being, now it is estimated that it has been hidden, it is not easy to chase, and about those who were injured by humanoid creatures, I have a vague guess, and I want to go back and confirm with my colleagues in the investigation department." ”

"Okay. Luoyang shrugged, pointed to the little yellow dog and asked, "What are you going to do with this dog?"

"It's too stupid to live a wandering life, and I'm going to send it to a stray cat and dog rescue center in the suburbs." ”

Luoyang looked at the little yellow dog, shook his head and said: "It's too ugly, no one will adopt it, maybe it won't be long before it will be euthanized by the staff." ”

Black-eyed sighed: "It's better than starving to death on the street or being caught and abused to death by some pervert." ”

"That's right..."Luoyang thought too, so he stopped talking about the little yellow dog, tapped his chin twice on the fat man who was about to take a break from cooking, and asked, "What should I do with this person? Call an ambulance? I don't have my mobile phone." ”

The black eyes smiled: "It's okay, I can fight, but I have to wait for a while." ”

Luo Yang was curious: "Why?"

Blackeye said happily, "I want the blood to bleed a little longer." ”

A cold night breeze blew.

Luoyang looked at his black-eyed and smiling face, and couldn't help but shudder.

———— squinting eyes are the dividing line between monsters————

In the middle of the night, when even the stars began to get sleepy, the lights were still on in the apartment suite.

The variety artists and idols on TV are constantly noisy and trying to be funny.

Sika sat on the floor watching TV and eating snacks, then looked up at the time and muttered, "It's almost ten o'clock, and I haven't come back yet." ”

The electric heater that had been working all day had not yet gotten off work, still exuding light and heat, Han Yan was lying on the edge of the electric heater, holding a crayon Xiaoxin and looking at it with fascination, and asked lazily when he heard the words: "So what?"

"What's the matter, my husband doesn't come home at night, aren't you worried?" said Sika dissatisfied.

Han Yan said indifferently: "It's useless to worry, we can't interfere in his affairs." ”

Sika was a little distressed: "If we encounter some danger or something like before, he can still be a hero to save the United States, but now the days are calm, he makes music, we are not good enough to play together, perform some secret missions, we won't be superpowers, I feel... It's like there's no reason for the supporting role in the movie to appear, it's so unpleasant. ”

"That sounds like that. Han Jian put down the book, touched his chin and thought: "The recent life is too peaceful, only a few sausages have been stolen, as if he has entered the old age life in advance, and he can't talk much in a day." ”

Sika was as excited as he found a confidant, "Really?

Han Yan nodded in agreement, then looked at Crayon Xiaoxin, and said lazily: "But we really don't have superpowers, we don't fit in with him, and there is no way to change this." ”

Sika thought about it: "Superpowers... A little envious, if only I had superpowers, I want... Become the prettiest person in the world!"

Han Qiao said perfunctorily: " Uh-huh, that's great, girls really want to be pretty, but if I have superpowers, the first thing I can do is to slaughter all the frogs, toads, toads and toads in the world to make soup, or travel through time and space, throw the little kid who dared to throw me with a toad into a big tank of water with a thousand toads, let the toad's skin and tongue full of pimples and mucus kiss his face, let him taste the fear of being dominated by a toad and deeply reflect on his mistakes against a cute little girl..."

"Goodong~"

Sika swallowed and whispered, "Cecilia is terrible. ”

"I hear it all. Han Yan's voice floated over, and Sika was so frightened that he immediately covered his mouth.

Han Yan turned his body and looked at Sika gently: "I still have a lot of terrible places waiting for you to experience, do you want to try it?"

Sika shook her head in horror and sold her husband: "Let's let Luoyang experience it!

"Okay!" Han Fan got up, picked up the book, and said gently, "In that case, let's prepare a hearty supper for him, and when he comes home exhausted and hungry, he will be able to eat a good meal immediately." ”

Sika said unhappily: "Why are you so good to him, you used to spoil me." ”

Han Yan pinched her nose dotingly: "I also spoil you now, but he is my husband, so it's not strange to be nice to him, right? ”

Sika pouted, "Got it, I'm here to help, too." ”

So she put down the snacks in her hand, got up and walked to the kitchen with Han Yan.

…

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Luoyang finally returned home.

After removing Zhuge Yang's disguise, he entered the password and pushed the door and walked in.

The living room was empty, except for a lamp and a large pot lid on the table.

Luoyang stepped forward and lifted the lid, and inside was a large bowl full of food, and two notes were pressed under the bowl.

A note reads in Chinese: If you are busy with work, you can't forget to eat.

Another note reads in Korean: Please eat with a big mouthful!

"What two cuties. Luoyang's eyes were moist, he felt warm in his heart, picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and didn't heat it anymore, he directly pulled it into his mouth and chewed happily.

As he ate, he picked up the bulging fried dumplings, put them whole in his mouth, and bit the filling out with a beautiful bite.

"Hmm... The flavor of this filling is a little... Hmm..."

"Click-" The chopsticks fell to the ground and flicked a few times.

"Bang-" The bowl fell and fell apart.

"Plop-" Luoyang knelt on the ground, his hands on the ground, his facial features were distorted, and his tears, snot and saliva were dripping.

"Mustard... Mustard mustard... Mustard..."

In the middle of the night, a man's cry full of guilt and repentance came from nowhere.