The first thing to do, steal the shotgun and hide it. By the way, I looked for it at Tamura Chief's house, took a dagger in my hand, and waved it twice, feeling okay.

Killing with a dagger is much more terrible than a shotgun, especially when the blood spurts out of the face, the hot blood, the disgusting smell, the distorted face, the groans from hell.

Liu Yilin forgot to pull the dagger out of Tamura's chest, so he let him die lonely on the ground beside him, turned on the faucet himself, and scrubbed his whole body with water.

It's so dirty! His body was splashed with dirty blood, and he wanted to use a dagger to scrape off the marks that stuck to his skin and couldn't be washed off.

The dagger was pulled from Tamura's chest, and the blood did not splash again.

When he left, he glanced at the fear revealed in his lost eyes, Liu Yilin didn't understand a little, is there still fear after death?

Standing outside the gate of Wang's courtyard, I always feel that the fishy smell on my body is too heavy, what if something is found out that something is wrong and then people run away? Or use a gun far away?

Forget it, didn't you say that you practiced using a dagger, and what was going on with using a back gun.

Liu Yilin found that his arm holding the dagger was trembling, and the frequency was very small.

Am I scared? or excited?

Is there a mirror that allows me to see my current expression?

Soothing his arm, Liu Yilin stood outside the courtyard gate and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Wang! Are you there? Oh no! Chief Tian is injured, go and take a look!"

The voice inside was anxious, "What's wrong?"

Wang Ping ran out, getting dressed as he ran.

It looks like I've just fallen asleep.

Liu Yilin pretended to be very anxious, "Just now Chief Tian was bitten by a snake, we don't know if it's a poisonous snake, seeing that Chief Tian is in pain, I'll come to find someone!"

Wang Ping was in a hurry, and hurriedly opened the door, "Let's go, I'll take a look!"

Wang Ping hurriedly ran forward, just starting, Liu Yilin attacked him from behind, his left hand covered his mouth from behind, Wang Ping subconsciously raised his hands and wanted to pull Liu Yilin's hand away, at this time Liu Yilin's dagger in his right hand wiped his neck.

The most classic action on TV, the most common pose used by masters who are proficient in assassination.

Liu Yilin felt that he must be super handsome at this moment.

Wang Ping fell to the ground quietly, covering his neck with both hands, and his throat was injured and he couldn't speak.

This made Liu Yilin feel a sense of accomplishment, and he didn't have to stick to the blood, and he could assassinate perfectly, so he almost put on a scissorhand pose next to Wang Ping's corpse.

The rest of the old people, women and children of the Wang family don't have to worry for the time being, anyway, practice their hands, and then challenge the village Han, these guys have brute strength, and if they are not careful, they will be counterattacked, which is challenging.

So there are successes and failures, successes continue, failures start over.

I have failed many times, and after I failed, I found an opportunity to commit suicide, and when I committed suicide, I started again, what a light-hearted scene, is there still a free person like me in the world?

Liu Yilin also doesn't know how many reincarnations he has experienced, how much darkness he has experienced, and he doesn't know how long he hasn't seen the sun again.

If he continues to kill like this, even if he succeeds in the mission, it is difficult to imagine what kind of person he will become, the three views have been completely subverted, and the disregard for life has completely turned him into a demon.

The terrible thing is that his heart has gradually lost his sense of good and evil, and has become a pure machine, a pervert who only knows how to kill and has no feelings.

Liu Yilin walked in the village where the fire had not yet burned out, the coagulated blood bloomed at the corner of his eyebrows, and he no longer resisted the smelly blood.

The people noticed that something was wrong, and the smell of blood had spread throughout the village, following the evening breeze blowing from the depths of the dense forest.

The rest of the people were organized together, facing the man with a dagger and a shotgun in the background of the flames, shouting seemed useless, and Liu Yilin didn't even bother to respond. Putting the dagger back into his waist, he took the shotgun from behind and aimed it at the terrified villagers in their eyes.

Who, Hutong, huh? Lean a little to the left, or I'll hurt you.

Strange, why can't my mouth make a sound, I can't lose the ability to speak, right? Forget it, let's kill people first.

Pulling the trigger, the villagers fell down, Liu Yilin silently praised his more and more proficient marksmanship in his heart, but he didn't expect that he hit the name of the village and hit the alley at the same time.

Ah, what a hassle with shotguns.

Hutong touched his chest in disbelief, intense pain and boundless fear invaded him, he screamed desperately, and fell to his knees in pain.

Cut, and made another mistake.

Liu Yilin glanced at the corners of his mouth, turned the shotgun towards himself, and said silently in his heart: "Hutong, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame the village chief's gun is not good, I can be regarded as a life with a life, don't be angry." ”

Liu Yilin went farther and farther on the road to hell, and the monster in his body had grown bigger and bigger, and he was about to break out of his shell.

But God still gave a turnaround, maybe it was God's mercy, maybe it was the theory of the indefinite occurrence of random events in mathematics, maybe it was pure chance.

……

The flames were beating, and through the flames, you could see their happy smiling faces, and happy emotions were spreading everywhere, Liu Yilin felt very strange, and these emotions did not appear again for a long time.

The classmate across the campfire seems to be an alley? By the way, it's him, I just killed him once, speaking of which the alley is really unlucky, it seems to have died a dozen times in the endless repetition, why does this guy always attract my bullets?

Strange, I'm thinking about something!

Liu Yilin was about to stand up and leave directly, but he felt as if his left hand was being pulled by someone.

Turning his head, it seemed that he was a person he hadn't seen for a long time, the caramel-colored hair had a sweet feeling under the light of the flames, and the fluff on his face reflected by the flames made Liu Yilin look a little itchy.

Who is she?

She doesn't seem to be here. The bonfire and the crowd have not changed in his countless memories, except for the extra girl next to him.

Why did my hand touch the top of her head automatically, why did my hand bounce back like an electric shock, why did I hesitate to touch it again after I found out that it was clean.

Should I continue with my steps, the countless times I've been through the past and the present, the countless killings to complete the mission.

Liu Yilin stood up, and the girl next to him was the first to find out.

"Brother Yi Lin, what's wrong with you?"