For several days, Ouyang Luo avoided Han Nuo and tried to avoid direct contact, and Han Nuo, who was going to spend time with him to see who couldn't hold back first, finally took the lead in defeating, and after returning from a trip to the scene, he dragged him into the car and drove away on the grounds of touching the platoon.

"Why have you been avoiding me lately?" Han Nuo drove all the way out of the bustling city to the suburbs where the grass and wild flowers were in full bloom, rolled down the car window and looked at the farmers who were planting rice in the field not far from the meadow, lit a cigarette and took two puffs and sandwiched it between his fingers, his arms were casually on the car window, and it was rare that he did not straighten his waist but leaned on the seat of the car and was extremely relaxed, a little less righteous, but a little more evil.

Ouyang Luo obviously also noticed Han Nuo's changes, and even felt that this kind of Han Nuo was even more charming, with a dangerous dark aura in his gestures, and Ouyang Luo was so strong that Ouyang Luo was stunned, and he forgot to answer Han Nuo's question at all.

"You like to see my face so much?" Han Nuo's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Ouyang Luo, who suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Han Nuo who suddenly appeared next to him in surprise, and opened his mouth to complain, but was pushed down and pressed under him by Han Nuo.

The unique tobacco fragrance penetrated the tip of Ouyang Luo's nose, Ouyang Luo stared innocently and pitifully at the resolute face that attracted countless fans, the indifferent expression of the past was gradually replaced by gentle rendering, leaned down and printed a kiss on his lips, raised his head again and looked back at Ouyang Luo who was blushing affectionately, and his voice was low and tempting: "Why are you avoiding me?" ”

"Huh? No, you think too much about the Korean team, how dare I avoid you... Hehe..."The more he spoke, the quieter Ouyang Luo turned his head with little confidence, but Han Nuo pinched his chin and forced him to look at himself, seeing that his eyes were flustered and dodging around, he didn't dare to himself, he couldn't help but have a teasing heart and reached out to hold his beauty, seeing him exclaim, his face instantly turned red to the base of his neck, he turned his head sideways and tried his best to restrain something, he already knew a little bit in his heart, and leaned into his ear and said softly: "You like me." ”

The warm snort sprayed on the root of his ears, and Ouyang Luo, who was teasing, was itching in his heart, and he didn't dare to move or speak easily, he knew very well that what was pressing on his body at the moment was a beast, and he would be eaten dry and wiped clean if he was not careful.

And the beast obviously didn't want to wait for his answer, it bit its earlobe and licked it gently, listening to the uncontrolled gasps of the people under him, the imprisoned desire gradually broke away from the shackles, and turned into a surging attack on Ouyang Luo.

"Hmm... Not... Hanno... Not there... Yes... Not... No... Ah..."Ouyang Luo, who was being wantonly toyed with his body, couldn't help moaning, in exchange for Han Nuo's even more stormy behavior.

"While your lips are still red...", the song of the night wish suddenly sounded, which did not disturb the two who had completely sunk in the slightest, but added a bit of mood. Throwing the phone to the front seat casually, Han Nuo looked at Ouyang Luo with a misty look in his eyes, and leaned down again, "Ouyang Luo, I like you." ”

"Tsk, it's really strange that the Korean team actually didn't answer the phone for a day." Xia Fei, who waited until the other end of the phone became busy, hung up the phone, scratched his head, looked at the black plastic bag on the bank of the river that was only dozens of miles away from the scene of the previous case, and pinched his nose with a strong stench, "This bag is the same kind as the bag that was placed next to the trash can in the park before, and it should also contain corpse parts." ”

When Xia Fei said this, he couldn't help but look up at the hazy weather that had gathered in the distance for many days, and always felt that something big was about to happen.

"Hey, have you read the news?"

"The one of the Grim Reaper, right? I watched it and it felt weird. ”

"Yes, yes, I feel a little uncomfortable too, but I just can't say why. I think there is a special Grim Reaper forum now, dedicated to singing the praises of the Grim Reaper and even praying for the Grim Reaper's help, which is too! ”

"We work overtime every day to solve the case in order to give justice to the victim, and sometimes we have to risk our lives, why haven't we seen anyone thank us? If you think about it, people nowadays would rather believe in a murderer than ask us for help, how can I say it, it feels quite sad. ”

"But didn't you notice that the crime rate in our city has dropped a lot since the Grim Reaper appeared? This shows that death has a deterrent effect! Isn't that good, too? ”

"Hey, forget it, don't talk about it, eat and eat, you can't stop your mouth when you eat!"

After listening to the argument between the two, Han Nuo at the next table pulled two mouthfuls of rice and left with a plate.

"Lord Death, if you see this post, please help me, I have committed an unforgivable sin, please come and kill me!"

It's easy to search for the forum they said during the day.,The popularity is far beyond Han Nuo's imagination.,Basically, a batch of new posts will pop up every time it's refreshed.,And the old posts have to turn at least two or three pages to find.,It's okay for someone to reply.,If no one cares about it, it's hard to find it in the sea after a few seconds.。

Han Nuo looked at it all the way and found that the more popular ones were those posts that constantly brainwashed all kinds of people who preached the benefits and necessity of death, and more of them were posts asking the god of death to help him get rid of those who were the most sinful in their eyes.

I clicked on a few help posts and found that they were all trivial things, and Han Nuo, who was a little disappointed, was just about to close the web page, and suddenly saw a novel post and couldn't help but be curious, what kind of change did it go through to say such a thing?

Asking someone else to kill themselves?

Curiosity is curiosity, but Han Nuo is not idle enough to take care of these things. Closing the computer and leaning back in the chair to close his eyes, as countless black smoke rose from his body, Han Nuo's vision quickly shuttled through the city, and finally locked on a man who was inflicting violence on his wife.

"Dare to talk back to Lao Tzu? Look at Lao Tzu if you don't kill you slut today! In the simple furnishings of the rough room, a middle-aged man with five big and three thick is constantly punching and kicking the middle-aged woman who is lying on the ground and shrunk into a ball, and the woman with a shawl and a purple hair is holding her head and enduring her husband's abuse, married for more than ten years and has not been able to give birth to children, waiting for the final disgust in exchange for punching and kicking if it does not go well, she has long been numb to all this, and today, just because she said "The food is salty and will be eaten." "That's it.

"#%^*$&" Foul language kept coming out of the man's mouth, and the foot he had just raised suddenly froze in mid-air, and countless blood holes appeared all over his body!

The man screamed and fell straight down, blood splattered on the woman's body.

The woman screamed in horror, but even more frightened was yet to come. The darkness under the corpse directly swallowed the corpse, and the woman hurriedly crawled to the side, for fear that she would be sucked in by accident.

"Yes, is it the Grim Reaper? Is it Lord Death who has come to save me? The woman reacted quickly, and then eagerly searched around, and finally caught only a flash of black flashing in front of her eyes, but in her heart it was like a light illuminating the numb heart.

The wind of early spring is refreshingly warm, and even in the deep night, it is far better than the bitter chill of winter. The pitch-black figure sat alone on the edge of the tall building, letting the wind blow up his robe, revealing the darkness of the night.

The Grim Reaper looked into the distance, looking at the tall buildings that were gradually darkening, announcing the end of the day, and waking up to a new day of busy livelihood.

A lingering black wind swirled around his body, rendering the red and black pistol in his palm pitch black. In fact, he really wanted to go back and get a good night's sleep now, but he found that he couldn't release the power of death.

I remember that Ouyang Luo said before that too much use of the power of the god of death will occupy the body and erode the consciousness, and after a long time, the self-personality will disappear, be replaced by the power of the god of death, and become a death machine that only knows how to kill...

It seems that he has overused it himself, so that he can't release the power. The Grim Reaper pondered for a moment, "I know you're here, tell me how to lift it." ”

Someone suddenly stepped on his shoulder, and then a familiar little man appeared in the sky above Han Nuo, grinning from the mouth to the base of his ear, and his jagged teeth emitted a discordant white light in the darkness.

"Han Nuo, how is it, are you still satisfied with this power?"

"Tell me how to dismiss."

"Oh, didn't I expect you to be so strong? Actually, it's very simple, just share the overflowing power of the god of death with others. ”

"There's no way I'm going to let anyone around me get involved."

"Then you're doing it for yourself, hee-hee."

After the little boy disappeared for a long time, the darkness that haunted Han Nuo gradually disappeared, and he was almost dominated by the desire to kill, and it was only at this moment that Han Nuo really realized the horror of the power of death.

That is, before you know it, turning you into a real monster.

When Han Nuo finally controlled his strength and returned home, it was almost three o'clock in the morning, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a person curled up at the door of his house, sleeping sweetly with his head against the door frame.

"Ouyang Luo? Why is he here? Recognizing him at a glance, Han Nuo walked quickly to the door and squatted down to wake him up, but finally picked him up and opened the door.

Ouyang Luo took off his coat, shoes and socks and lay down on the bed, Han Nuo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, stared at the defenseless sleeping face, with tenderness and love on his face that had not been revealed for a long time.

"I'm sorry, forgive me for not being able to be with you." Han Nuo gently stroked Ouyang Luo's face, and there was a burst of bitterness in his heart, once upon a time, he could only sneak like this to express his love? Knowing that he can't be selfish, he can't mess up Ouyang Luo's hard-won ordinary life because of his feelings, but why can't he control his feelings every time he sees him?

Isn't it good to forget the past?

It turned out that carrying it alone was such a heavy and painful thing.

It was so painful that I could only sneak around like I am now to take a serious look at the face that I had missed countless times when I was alone late at night.

With a kiss on his lips, Han Nuo got up to cover the door and walked to the living room to sleep for a night.