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"I didn't expect the Yankees to have such an appetite for Black Manroe." The fat man lost no time in teasing.

Yes, this loud swallowing sound was made by Jack. But I think it's out of fear, it's just that everybody behaves differently. For example, I have a dry throat.

"It's coming down?" Jack's trembling voice reminded me of the Bird of Frightened Bows.

"Yes." "Nope"

The two diametrically opposed answers of the fat man and me caused the three of us to be shocked.

"What's going on?" Jack looked at me helplessly, frightened. He didn't expect to get information from the fat man.

"Hell, what's going on!" Like a microphone, I passed Jack's doubtful words to the fat man. Changed the tone, though.

Unlike Jack, I was more of a disbelief than a dazed ignorance. For in the midst of the fall I saw the Black Manro, which was above me, standing on top of the abyss, looking at me, and sending out to me

Invite. I certainly can't believe it's going to be below me.

"I'm going to make sure first you really want to know. If this matter had been put on hold, I wouldn't have told the second person about the killing. The fat man stared at me with a look of rare seriousness.

I nodded.

The fat man's face turned at me, and he held out a finger and pointed it at Jack and said, "Automatically close your ears." ”

Jack responded by holding out a middle finger at him.

The fat man kept his posture unchanged and said, "Yankee, your finger is broken." I heard that you can buy insurance for all parts of the body in the United States, have you bought insurance for it? If you buy it, congratulations, you send it

Wealthy. ”

I'm worried that the fat man will suddenly go berserk. He wouldn't be polite to Jack, let alone break a finger or break his neck.

"Get down to business!" I said in an unusually stern tone.

I saw the fat man's chest rise and fall sharply, and he should have gasped silently. My heart restless with his heaving chest. It can make the fat man need to calm down

The words that come out should be very stimulating, and I am worried about my heart's capacity.

"At the time. I felt the wind blowing on my face, but it didn't make me unable to open my eyes, my body seemed to be held by the wind, and the falling speed slowed down significantly, I don't know how long it would take

Finally. But I want to be in a place where I can survive or where I can die. You know, I can't live half-dead. So my eyes are always fixed on the bottom. ”

"You're looking for a meat mat." I summed it up for the fat man. and glanced at Jack quietly.

The fat man knew that Jack had fallen in front of him, and that the only one who could be a meat pad for him was Jack, and I believe that he could only find Jack as a meat pad in that case. Dead simply? For fat people this

Pure nonsense. He believed that it was better to die than to live. As long as there is a glimmer of life, he will not choose to die.

"Don't interrupt me!" The fat man rebuked in a tone that was rarely serious and stern.

"My flashlight is not off, the high beam is on, and I want to be able to see the ground before my body hits the ground. But I saw Black Manroe first. I couldn't see its face, he kept the same posture as me, very

Looking down closely, it seems that there is another thing or person underneath.

I was in a circle, desperately holding my breath. It seems that the sound of breathing may attract its attention. With that, you can imagine how close I am to it.

But the problem is that it came out of nowhere. I kept my eyes on the bottom. Regardless of whether it was black or white, I didn't see anything in the range of the flashlight. The beast came out suddenly

Now when I'm in front of me, I don't scare it to death. ”

Hearing this, I got a pimple on my body. This thing is also fat, and I want to roll my eyes directly, even if I don't die directly. It is also specified that it is impossible to remain calm like a fat man,

Howling is essential.

While the fat man was taking a breath, I tentatively asked, "How close were you to it?" ”

The flesh on the fat man's face jumped horizontally a few times. "There are many evil sects, and there are many evil sects."

"Brother Gang, I asked about the distance between you and Hei Manluo, and I didn't ask anything else."

The fat man ignored my words. He looked straight at me, but I felt as if he had seen through me, his gaze seemed to be focused on the stone wall behind me. I can't tell you how awkward I am, and I can't help but look back

glanced at the **, looking directly at the fat man's eyes that couldn't be determined.

"It's close, you can reach it."

I almost scared the fat man out of that.

"But it seems far away, it's just not real. The beast in front of me didn't seem to be a real thing, but a fucking three-dimensional projection. ”

The fat man's words made me feel that his mind was even more confused than mine. Regardless of whether what he saw was real or not, he should at least judge the distance, what was close in front of him and what was ten meters away, whether visually

It is still clear at a glance in the principle of perspective, and no matter how you say it, you should be able to distinguish the distance from the near.

"I told you that the scene was very evil, I can only say what I saw and how I felt, don't expect me to explain it to you, I can't do it. My flashlight was in my mouth, and the flashlight was shining

On the back of the man below me, the flashlight did not penetrate the man. You know, if the person below me is a three-dimensional projection, the flashlight will go through it.

But what is even stranger is that I feel that the flashlight does not penetrate it, and at the same time, it does not shine on it, because when the flashlight shines on it, it does not increase its clarity. How to say

What about it?"

The fat man frowned, and the flesh on his face wrinkled to varying degrees. It seems like it's going to be a lot of work for him to explain that phenomenon.

"It's as if the flashlight suddenly disappeared before it touched the person below."

"What the hell are you seeing? Black Manroe is still alone! Your presentation is confusing. Jack finally couldn't help but ask.

I think only I can understand this passage of the fat man very clearly. Jack didn't see the scene of Black Manroe transforming into a fat man, so he didn't understand that the Black Manroe in the fat man's mouth was the same thing as 'that person'

Stuff.

Of course, I didn't expect the fat man to respond to Jack, and I briefly told Jack about the last scene where the fat man and I met Black Manro. In order to let the fat man understand my feelings, I also told the fat man about the scene I saw on the top of the cliff after I fell off the cliff. Let him know that later, that is, after he saw Black Manroe, Black Manro still appeared on the top of the cliff.

As confusing as it would have been, I had to tell the truth, and put together the truth from my own experiences, to be able to piece together a truly original image of events.

After listening to my statement, the fat man was unsurprisingly confused.

After a long while, the fat man shook his fat head and said, "Forget it, I don't have a clue about this." I'm going to talk about my experience and see if you can find out the truth. ”

"You said the person you saw or the Black Manroe was exactly like you?" My explanation did not please Jack, who still asked the fat man.

"I said I couldn't see its face." The fat man said to Jack with a cold face.

"What about the figure?" Jack exaggerated the size of the fat man.

"It's exactly the same, even the clothes are the same."

"Okay, you go on." (To be continued......)