March 21 was a very ordinary day. It is the eightieth day of the year and the famous World Sleep Day. However, in this plane, everyone has lost the mind to sleep tonight, and will only wait for the dawn to come in fear or excitement.

At seven o'clock in the afternoon, the difference between the length of day and night on the day of the vernal equinox is surprisingly small, and the sky has darkened by this time, which means that the night destined for blood and rain has arrived.

The streets were silent, there were no vehicles, no pedestrians, not even the sounds of animals. Both the wild cats and the birds seemed to have a premonition of the coming danger, and they retreated into their burrows early, even if they were still hungry, they did not dare to take a step, and honestly waited for the dawn to come. The whole of America was dead silent, and if it weren't for the fact that most of the houses had lights on, they would have thought it had become a ghost.

All the ambulance services, such as fire, ambulance and firefighting, have been shut down early. The personnel were all sent home to spend this special bloody night with all of America.

It was getting darker and darker, and the street lights were getting brighter. I don't know if it was the negligence of the service staff, but the bulb of one of the street lamps flickered on and off.

One light, one off, one bright, one more out. The faint beep of the lamp when it was turned on was so loud in the silence of the night that it was tiresome to be heard from afar.

"Bump!"

A gunshot rang out, the light bulb that had been lit up so hard shattered, and the sound of broken glass could not hide the footsteps in the distance, and a figure carried a spear with a muzzle and green smoke slowly walked into the shadows. The tall body was slightly slumped, and the dim light illuminated the strange mask on this person's face even more terrifyingly.

The figure stood directly below the broken streetlight, and gradually disappeared into the bushes behind the streetlight, carrying a gun. Apparently this is a hunter, and he is going to camp here and harvest his prey for the day.

Leaning his back against a man-tall bush and squeezing in, the muzzle of the gun was pointing towards the intersection not far away. The face under the mask smiled. He could almost see the tragic situation of falling to himself soon after, and he was so excited that his hand carrying the gun was a little unsteady.

Suddenly, a pitch-black dagger silently stretched out from behind, and when the man couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy his fantasies, he pulled it horizontally against his neck.

"Poof~!"

The dagger disappeared silently, but a ten-centimeter-long cut was cut on the neck of the person carrying the gun, and the high-pressure blood in the carotid artery erupted strongly. There is nothing that can be done about the hand against the wound. Blood spurted out like high-pressure water, and in less than a minute, the man fell to the ground with convulsions, and there was no more sound. His dead eyes were fixed on the broken light bulb on the ground, as if questioning why he had ended up with it.

The blood on the ground flowed all over the ground, down the slightly sloping ground, into the drains on both sides of the road, and flowed meaninglessly into the sewers like the stinky water in the toilet.

A gust of wind blew. A few fallen leaves were swept up in the blood and stained red.

The hand that had been pitch black reached out from behind the bushes, gently twisted the fallen leaf with two fingers in the middle of the meal, and picked it up. The bushes swayed. A young black boy crawled out from behind, and although he was tall, he could not be more than twelve years old in terms of face.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of the black child's mouth. With a pitch-black dagger flipped in his hand, a strange red glow in his eyes, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the leaves. Nodding slightly. Bending down to take off the man's mask, he looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "I knew it was you, priest!" I know the smell of you, the smell of blood! ”

The black child put the mask on his face with his backhand and said in a muffled voice: "I told you that if you dare to cheat me out of my money again, I will kill you, but you don't believe it, look, this is the truth!" ”

The black child played with the knife nimbly in his left hand, but drew a cross on his body with his right hand, bowed slightly, and said, "May you learn to trust others in the Lord." Especially my ......"

"Bump!"

Before the black kid could finish his words, his little head exploded in an instant, like a rotten watermelon falling from the sky, and blood and minced flesh were splashed everywhere. The body was crooked, and he smashed to the ground without hesitation.

The headless neck cavity was aimed at the old priest's corpse, and the blood gushing out instantly sprayed the old priest's body. It was as if to give him back the blood he had just shed.

Two gorgeously dressed twelve or thirteen-year-old children, a man and a woman, jumped up and down from the other direction, still wearing a white princess dress, with their faces carefully put on makeup, and they were stunningly beautiful in the light. The boy is dressed in a small black suit, with neat hair and small black leather shoes and a black bow tie, which is chic and cute. Both of them had innocent smiles on their faces, as if they were waiting to go to a banquet to eat candy.

However, the rifle in her hand, which was disproportionate to her height, and the long-handled fire axe in the boy's hand ruined the gentle aura on their bodies. An eerie and creepy weirdness rises between the two.

Running to the side of the two corpses, the girl stared curiously for a while with wide eyes, then got up and said happily to the boy: "Brother, it's dirty!" ”

The boy also laughed: "Yes, it's dirty!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot and stepped on a piece of broken brain tissue without hesitation, stomping it to pieces with a "poof". The flying liquid splashed on the edge of the girl's fluffy white dress, adding a trail of blood.

"Brother, it's dirty!" The girl repeated, her big eyes watery, but a blush appeared on her face.

"yes, it's dirty!" The boy replied in the same way, his eyes fixed on the girl's eyes, but he carried a fire axe in his hand and slashed at the corpse below. More and more blood splashed, splashing on the girl's white skirt and filling the skirt with meaning, splashing on the boy's black pants but silently hiding.

As the corpse was tortured, the girl's face became redder and redder, and the boy's eyes became brighter and brighter, and suddenly the two leaned forward at the same time, kissing fiercely. At this moment, the two children seemed to have turned into beasts, frantically biting each other and eating each other's lips.

"Brother, it's dirty!" Slurred, the girl did not forget to speak.

The boy didn't answer this time, and he tried his best to deal with the girl who had turned into a female beast, but he still had a pair of hands chopping the corpse on the ground.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a woman's scream came not far away, breaking the strange love between the two children.

The boy pulled the girl's hair violently and pulled her off his mouth, and the girl's little pink tongue was still shaking, constantly licking the silk that was connected to her brother's mouth.

"It seems to be Alice's voice!" The boy said, looking into the distance.

"Alice-san? That's great! Brother, let's go play with her! The girl's eyes lit up, and her face was delicate, and she didn't seem to notice the boy's tugging at her hair.

The boy put down his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, helped her gently fix her hair, nodded and said, "Let's go play with her!" ”

The girl's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and she reached out to take the boy's hand, and walked around the already chopped corpse at her feet, ready to leave with a touch and a jump.

Suddenly, a bullet slashed past where the boy had been standing, and went straight into the bushes behind him.

The boy just turned around, and he didn't move much, when the bullet brushed past, and a clear blood mark was drawn on his right cheek, and a trace of blood seeped out of the wound.

"It's Sister Dahl!" The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she didn't aim at the rifle in her hand, so she "sprayed" directly in that direction.

From a distance, I saw a figure on the roof of the house falling from behind the chimney.

The boy didn't pay attention to it, stretched out a finger and wiped it on his face, looking at the blood on his finger, his eyes were bright, and a hideous smile appeared on his face! (To be continued......)