At night in the camp, the little brother yawned and went up the escalator ladder to the lookout on the roof. The elf released the vertical machine gun from the turntable and handed him a telescope.

The dwarf was about to go down the stairs when he heard the little brother ask, "Do you believe what that guy said?"

"What if you believe, and what if you don't believe?"

The little brother glared at the dwarf's back, "Cut, I can't talk to a guy like you." He lowered his head and began to check the chain of the machine gun, "What a living dead, a cannibal monster, I don't believe it, there is a kind of running out to see." ”

He held up his binoculars and looked around the camp as the camera panned to the gate, where a woman with a disheveled head was standing, her face sunken to her skull and her nose with only two holes in her nose.

He took off his binoculars and gasped, "Mom, I really met." The telescope was put back on her eyes, but the door was empty, and the woman did not know where to go. "What about people? A gust of wind blew, and I hugged my hands and trembled.

"Dwarf winter melon, come out. He leaned against the railing and shouted downstairs.

The dwarf ran out of the house, raised his head and asked, "What are you yelling at night?"

The little brother said, "For the sake of you not being able to sleep, you are allowed to come up and talk to me." ”

"Holy, neurosis. The dwarf walked into the house with his middle finger upward.

"This guy isn't fooled. The little brother retracted back to the lookout platform and rummaged through his body to find only a keychain of a cross, "Fortunately, I didn't throw away this giveaway when I visited the night market last year, and now it can finally come in handy." He held it in his palm and bowed, his eyes looking to the left and right.

Under the moonlight, in the grass swaying in the wind, the pear looked out at the lighted resort, and a long shadow appeared behind her.

Her eyes squinted to the side, "There are three men and two women in the house, and there are a few foreign men in the truck next to them, except for the woman in the black bodysuit, all of them are scum with little fighting power." ”

The shadow lifted his arms and pressed them together with his crooked claws.

Her hand reached to the side, stopping the moving shadow, "Now is not a good time to start, the man on the lookout has spotted me, and when they rotate later, we will kill them." ”

The shadow lowered its claws and faded away.

A hand stretched out from behind his back, put it on his shoulder, the cross on his hand slid to the ground with a clang, the little brother trembled, his eyes widened, the sky was already clouded, and when he turned around, a woman's face appeared in front of him, her skin was tanned, and all her hair was tied into a short braid on the back of her head.

"Leaf ...... Wen. ”

"Why are you so scared? Let you stand guard, and you are still standing and sleeping. ”

He wiped his face, waved his hand and said, "I didn't sleep, my eyes were staring all night, very dry, I closed it for a while just now, and I definitely didn't sleep lazy." ”

Ye Wenyang raised his hand, he picked up the cross on the ground, and ran down the stairs with a snort.

"How long are they going to lock us up?" said Angel, leaning closer to the window, her hands arched over her eyes to block out the sun.

Kaiming was lying on the bed with the back of his head in his hands, his eyes on the ceiling, "It's okay, they'll let us out in two." ”

Angel glanced back at him, "How do you know?"

"I know Ye Wen, if she wants to kill us, she will be killed directly, and she won't bother to lock us up here. ”

"The woman's face was always gloomy and terrifying. ”

"I think she's so much better than the smiling tiger. ”

Angel tilted her head, "Smiley Tiger?"

"It's the careerist named Patch. "This guy is full of thoughts about controlling the world, and other people's lives are like weeds in his eyes." ”

Angel's eyes turned to the window, and the weeping willows by the lake swayed in the wind, "My sister is outside alone, I don't know what will happen?"

In a kiosk on the side of the road, a vest hangs from the electric box, and the charging indicator flashes red.

An Yi sat on the roof of the armored car, her feet hanging to the ground, looking around, the street was empty, she retracted her gaze, pulled open the tin sheet of canned food, and pulled her fingers out of the grease The pieces of dace meat.

Around the corner of the street, three men poked their heads out and stared at the armored vehicle from afar, their Adam's apple squirming.

"Let's do it tonight. ”

The two companions took out their knives and looked at the man who spoke, "Wouldn't this be too risky? ”

The man glared and said, "What are you afraid of? She only has one person, and there are three of us." ”

The light turned green, and An Yi took off the battery suit and put it on his body. The armored car turned the corner, and three men hid next to a car on the side of the road, watching it pass.

She looked out through the windshield, it was getting dark, a hotel appeared in front of the street, she sniffed the smell of her sleeves, and the armored car stopped in front of the hotel.

She got out of the armored car, looked left and right in front of the hotel, and walked in.

The lobby was empty, the luggage trolley was overturned in the hallway, and she opened a suitcase containing a foreign man's passport, the suitcase was full of suits, and a box of pregnant condoms fell out of the rummag.

Her gaze turned to another pink suitcase, and when she broke the lid open to a black gauze skirt with a purple bra and lace thong, she shook her head, threw it all to the ground, and continued to rummage, her eyes widening instantly, a coiled whip, a pair of leather handcuffs, and a collar with chains, all silver cones.

She rolled her eyes, "Do you dare to have something more exciting?" and threw everything out of the box, underneath it was a pair of black leggings and a white T-shirt with a red heart on its chest. "That's normal. ”

At the end of the hallway, a door opened, the room was dimly lit, the curtains were swinging, and the two single beds were covered with crisp white sheets, one pillow resting on the backrest, and the other bed had no pillow.

A cool breeze blew through the face, and the door porphyrically closed on its own. She came to the window, tore open the thick curtains, and the room was brightened, and half of the setting sun sank between the buildings, reflecting the armored car downstairs in red.

The shower in the bathroom sprayed mist, cool from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, her face met the water column, washed for a while, lowered her head to wipe the water droplets on her eyelashes, a shadow was shaking under her feet, and when she turned around, she found that it was the shower curtain moving with the wind, and a black fly stuck to the hazy curtain.

She turned off the faucet, the bathroom became quiet, and she took a towel from the hanger and wrapped it below her chest. With her feet on the wet floor, her hands covered with water droplets slowly reached out to the curtain.

Flipping open a corner, a few flies buzzed out, a fishy stench, and a bathtub filled with black liquid appeared behind the curtain, with a tall glass and a half-left bottle of red wine standing on the side. On one side of the tub was a pillow with a black mold growing on the center of the pillow, and two flies flying around it.

She tightened the towel tightly, reached over little by little, lifted the pillow, and pressed a withered black face underneath, and her eye sockets were filled with yellow mucus, which stuck to the pillow and pulled out two thick threads.

She let out a short exclamation, and the pillow slid down the tub, black water running over the edges and at her feet. She swerved, slipped and fell to the floor, crawled out of the bathroom, and pulled the door open, gasping for breath next to the doorknob.

Put on a pair of clothes, the T-shirt is obviously one size smaller on the body, the owner should be a petite woman, the leggings are fine, and there is a stretch of redundancy.

She covered the quilt and repeated on the bed, her eyes closed and opened, her eyes turned to the bathroom, the glass door was washed open by black water, and the rotting corpse crawled out of the bathtub, climbed on the edge of the bed, and opened two rows of white Sensen's teeth: "Haha, you can't sleep." ”

She retreated to the corner of the bed to wipe her eyes, there was nothing on the edge of the bed, and the bathroom door was closed properly. She breathed a sigh of relief, fell back on the bed, covered her head with a sheet for a while, then stared and pushed it away, and said to herself, "You won." ”

She poked her feet into her slippers and walked all the way to the bathroom door, twisting the doorknob slightly, the door opened a crack, the wind rushed in, the curtains were blowing and fluttering, the rotting corpse's mouth was wide open against the flowering board, the pillow floated in the bathtub, and the black water rippled in circles.

"Sorry, I'm borrowing something to help with sleep. She stretched out her arm across the carrion's face to grab the red wine from the bathtub.

She walked out of the bathroom with a half-bottle of wine, uncorked it, and the smell of wine rushed out of her nose, "Good thing." Goo took two large sips and saw an envelope under the yellowed lamp.

She took two more sips, the bottle resting on the table, a page in the envelope, and sat at the head of the bed to read. "Suicide note!" Under the dim light, rows of beautiful female handwriting appeared on the paper: You are a negative person, I can't wait to cut your brake line and add Didiwei to your favorite red wine.

An Yi was stunned, his head began to dizzy, and he fell on the sheets in large letters, and the letter paper in his hand appeared heavily divided. "But I can't cheapen her, so I dressed up as a waitress and sneaked into the hotel where you had a tryst with her, and delivered red wine with sleeping pills, and you fell into the bathtub, and I covered your cold face with a white pillow. Pity...... I leaned against the window until late at night, and suddenly it snowed on a sweltering night, and she never showed up, could it be that I was mistaken? No, she would definitely appear. I wrote this suicide note, turned into a ghost and hid in the closet, staring out through the cracks in the blinds, waiting for her to appear. ”

The night breeze blew the curtains, and the letter floated from its hands, spun twice in the air, and stuck to the wardrobe opposite the head of the bed, scraping through the shutters on the doors and burrowing through the top edges.

An Yi squeezed his eyebrows, there were more and more double images in his eyes, and bang, the door of the wardrobe suddenly opened, and under the wind, the cabinet door hit the wall again and again, making a dull sound.

A white hand reached out from behind another door, with five fingers straight and long, sharp nails, gripping the door panel. Squeak, the door panel slowly moved away, and a woman with long hair and a covered face appeared in the dark corner, holding a reflective dagger in her hand, limping out of the closet and walking to the edge of the bed.

The black dress on the woman's body was moldy, her whole body emitted a fishy smell, a pair of rolled eyes stared at the person on the bed, and the corners of her bloody mouth were curved, "Giggle...... You've finally shown up. ”

An Yi's eyes were dilated, and he saw the shadow on the wall raising the dagger, and his eyelids gradually closed.