Chapter 33: The Role of the Soul Pistol
Ten minutes later, the black scorpion fled into the corner of a dead-end alley, unmoving.
Ma Kasa parked his bicycle at the mouth of the alley and tied it to a tree despite Teddy's objections.
"Master, you took me out, why did you tie me here." Teddy spun around in a hurry.
Ma Li took out a handful of leather bands from his pocket and said, "There is another girl at home, and I don't believe in your dogs, you know." ”
He put all the bands on Teddy's mouth, then patted him on the head and said, "I don't think you, you're not a good teammate, just wait for me here." ”
Teddy tried to grab the rubber band off as soon as he turned around on the horse.
"It's fifteen bands in total, and if I come back and find one missing...... Hehe" Ma Li's threat made Teddy not dare to touch the rubber band again.
Ma Li, who was stealthy, slowly walked into the alley to observe the reaction of the black scorpion after being shot.
"I'm useless! I'm so useless. ”
Ma Kasa heard the black scorpion repeating the phrase over and over again. Is the May Fourth Soul Thrilling Pistol making the scorpion feel useless? Or is there a deeper impact?
Ma Li said in a falsetto: "Why are you useless? "I hope to get more response from the scorpion so that I can analyze the role of the pistol.
The black scorpion didn't care, who was speaking. It crouched in the corner and said with a low expression, "I was born in Boulder City. Before I woke up, I stayed with my brothers and sisters. ”
Ma Kasa thought that the black scorpion would be wary of sudden sounds. But now it seems that after being shot, its vigilance is gone.
So Ma Kasa continued to guide it: "And then? ”
The black scorpion slammed its chelica against the ground and said bitterly, "And then they are not soaked in the amount of wine; It is exposed to the sun to dry and ground into powder; There are also partners who are fried by people. And I just kept running. ”
"There is no buying, no killing." The horse hat leaned against the wall.
"After I nibbled on the car's silver metal bar, I woke up." There was not a hint of joy in the black scorpion's tone.
Ma Li complained in his heart: Ate the silver metal bar? Are you sure it's not spicy strips? At present, the scorpion's mood has been in a low state.
The black scorpion cried: "What if I have wisdom and become a little demon? and I cannot resurrect my brothers and sisters. I'm so useless. ”
Ma Kasa turned his pistol and considered whether to give her another shot. How could it be useless? You're a great experiment right now.
The black scorpion's claws opened and closed, and said, "I originally wanted to go back to Boulder City and kill those scorpion killers, but I was dug out of my heart by the hateful Xu Jiao halfway. He cursed him to leave the city. ”
"Will this Xu Jiao still curse? Isn't it amazing? ”
The black scorpion didn't answer Ma Li's question, his entire torso lay directly on the ground, and a pair of giant claws kept smashing into the ground, smashing the concrete floor into many potholes.
"What's the use of being a demon! It's not a toy in the hands of others, at the mercy of others! ”
Hearing this, Ma Li teased: "I think you are quite educated, and the idiom is very accurate." ”
"I'm useless, I'm so useless." After the black scorpion vented the depression in his heart, he kept repeating it.
Ma Li's invisibility was lifted, and he wanted to see how the black scorpion would react, saying, "See who I am?" ”
The black scorpion looked up and said, "You're a pervert." Then continue to grieve.
What a perversion! I am obviously not playing a factory man with a perverse personality and the power to kill others. Ma Li took out the rope from his pocket, made the black scorpion into a hairy crab, and then carried the rope and walked out of the alley.
Now, the effect of the May Fourth Soul Thrilling Pistol has been understood. When a bullet hits a target, it inspires pessimism on the target. And let the target give up the resistance mentality and be completely surrounded by negative feelings.
Holding the rope, the horse hat turned the scorpion around twice, and mounted it on the wall. The scorpion didn't respond, still repeating "I'm useless." ”
Ma Kasa continued to replenish the pistol's efficacy in his heart, and those who were shot would be slaughtered.
Ten minutes later, Ji Ailan, who was hit by McVen to the point of collapse, returned to the barbecue outside the store and continued to test the meat skewers.
He looked at his hands as he roasted the meat. If I don't work as a farmer, can I only roast meat with my hands?
"The car will be returned to you, thank you." After Ma Li's car parked at the barbecue restaurant, he walked home with a teddy in one hand and a scorpion in the other.
Ji Ailan habitually replied: "No thanks." "Wait, that sounds familiar.
He looked away from his hand and saw that the bike was back in its original place. And there was a rope, as if wrapped around a transparent weight, swinging in the air.
Hit the ghost again? Ji Ailan's teeth chattered involuntarily, "This...... This...... This ......"
McVen glanced at him and ignored him.
"The mortal mentality."
As the night deepened, the underground shopping mall in Mustard Square had closed. A male security guard in his 60s closed the last electric roller shutter at the entrance.
There were supposed to be two people on duty tonight, who would have thought that his fat colleague would suddenly resign today. said that he was going to be an anchor, and he also gave him ten cigarettes.
The old security guard shook his head when he thought of the little fat man's excitement. For him, the only night security guard in an underground mall is the most wonderful job in the world. Xiao Young didn't understand it at all.
He returned to the central control room and brewed a cup of strong tea in an enamel cup full of tea stains. Then hold the cup and look at the monitor screen. The screen is divided into a dozen or so grids, each of which is for a monitor.
Suddenly, the lights in the entire central control room flickered, and the picture of a lattice disappeared, leaving only snowflake spots. He patted the screen, but it was still snowflakes.
"Looks like the monitor is broken."
The old security guard walked out of the central control room with a teacup, wanting to see what was wrong with the monitor.
"Last year's murder in the underground mall seems to be at this time." The old security guard muttered with a flashlight and a cup of tea.
When he walked under the camera, the surveillance footage in the central control room was restored.
In the green picture, the old security guard taps the camera with a flashlight. And behind him, there was a young man standing. The man's head seemed to have been twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and his face was actually behind his back.
The old security guard knocked for a moment and said, "This should be fine." Then he walked towards the central control room.
The young man in the picture, facing the monitor, cracked his mouth and smiled silently. also left with the old security guard.
The old security guard didn't seem to notice that there was an extra person behind him. He plucked his tea and walked slowly back to the central control room.
As he took out the key and opened the door, a cold, smooth hand grabbed his neck.
The young man stood behind the old security guard, but his neck suddenly lengthened. He turned his head around in front of the security guard and said gloomily, "Let's play a game!" ”