Nurondo, in front of the House of Cards.

Corner watched with some sadness as Simon removed the sign of the House of Cards, and his heart was gloomy. He doesn't usually have many hobbies, he just likes to play card games with some friends, but now one of the few board game bars in Beicheng District has closed down, and he has one less place to entertain after work. ”

But he doesn't blame Simon, after all, as a player who comes to play often, he knows very well that the business of the card house is basically very bad, and there are not many people who will come except for them old players.

After all, today's players like to play online games at home, and even players who like to play this kind of role-playing running group games have also begun to use the Internet to run the group, after all, compared to them who are still using paper and pen dice, the network is really too convenient, but he still likes this way of offline communication, five or six friends around the happy running group, and then a glass of ale, nothing can make people more happy than this.

Simon came down from the ladder and saw the somewhat silent figure of Kona leaving, and suddenly shouted at him, "Hey, Kona, you wait a minute. Then he turned and quickly got into the house.

Kona turned his somewhat fat body and stood in place in some confusion.

After a while, Simon walked out with difficulty holding two big cardboard boxes, "Man, come and help me." ”

Kona hurried forward and helped him share the weight.

Simon gasped and said to Kona, "Dude, I'm going to change my home, it's inconvenient for me to move these things, can you take good care of them for me?"

Kona opened the box and exclaimed, "This, this is all the items, models, and player's manuals for the Dungeon series, and there are even the original manuals and lightsabers from the Star Wars series, Simon, this is too valuable! Do you really want to give it to me?"

Simon smiled brightly, nodded at him, and said affirmatively, "So, Mr. Korna, can you take care of them for me?"

"Yes, I'll take care of them, I swear, Simon. Kona was a little incoherent with excitement.

"They're yours, then, Kona. ”

Simon looked at Kona a little awkwardly, carefully carried the two large boxes of model props into his car, happy like a child getting candy, then shook the long hair on his face slightly, then took out his phone, canceled the order sent to the second-hand recycling bin, and turned back to the house.

These prop models can get into the hands of an owner who likes it, which is far better than sending them to a second-hand scrap yard, although this will make him earn a small amount of money, but so what, this seat has cultivated immortality in both previous and present lives, and it is easy to ask for it, and a little money is just floating soil.

It's just that in less than ten minutes, Simon regretted it a little, this floating soil seems to be really heavy!

After a while, two banks called to inquire about the sale of their houses, and the noses of these lackeys of capital are really smart, how long has it been. It seems that Mr. Werewolf Shepherd is time to strike again, and the scum of Nurondo is trembling!

After making up his mind, Simon took a little rest, he was busy selling his house these days, but he really broke his leg, this damn bureaucratic civil servant, a group of moths eating taxpayers' salaries, and the efficiency of doing things is simply outrageous.

Little did he know that not far from his newly purchased house was a thin, tightly wrapped eccentric wanderer, sniffing around with his rotten nose from time to time, and a low roar in his throat kept echoing around.

"Sosha, Elena, my daughter, obey my call and come to my father!"

It's a pity that he let him call for a long time, and his two daughters didn't come out, so he quickly got into an uninhabited villa and made another plan.

The man respectfully opened the box he was carrying in the room, and a tattered head suddenly opened its eyes, and the flickering orange soul fire stared at him.

"I need food, lots of food! Damn Lancelotta, he's already stepped through the doors of the temple. ”

The voice of the Ghoul Lord kept echoing in his mind, and he instinctively lowered his head and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

After the ghoul lord's head was finished, he said respectfully to his head, "My lord, please wait a while, I will go out and catch two living people for you." Then he turned around and went out to look for the living.

But before he could take two steps, suddenly there was a sharp pain in his neck, and a head hung on his neck and gnawed quickly, and his last consciousness was to vaguely hear the sentence, "Forget it, I'll catch it myself!"

The ghoul lord snapped his neck in two clicks, then knocked his head down, moved his head slightly, aimed it at the body, and then the only remaining bit of skin under the head turned into a granulation and quickly devoured the body.

Two minutes later, the Ghoul Lord moved his new body, then picked up the head of the faithful man on the ground, and walked to the basement of the house as he ate, and before he could enter the basement, the head in his hand was already gnawed, he stiffened his neck, and muttered, "The meat is too old, and too little." Then there was no more sound.

At ten o'clock in the evening, at the most prosperous and lively time in Newronto.

Simon took Bieber and Laura for nearly two hours to the vicinity of the West Quarter, the busiest and most chaotic part of Nurento, and he was going to leave the city with a little more to make up for his empty pockets, so he set his sights on the local Inca gang.

Most of these Vietnamese people came from the Incas in the south, where a large number of people were displaced due to years of war, and the United States of Adolia, the beacon of humanity, was the best choice for them.

Their country is constantly in turmoil, the quality of the people is not high, and most of the people are illiterate. This also leads to the fact that they dare to do anything, and do whatever the money comes quickly.

Murder, drug trafficking, human trafficking, organ smuggling, and persecution of women of the same clan as prostitutes. It can be said that as long as the Incas make money, they will get involved, and since most of them are smugglers and have no legal identity, most of them will say that the money they earn is hidden at home.

Simon is naturally here for this, ordinary people don't have so much cash in their hands, only black people like gangsters have a lot of cash in their hands.

He came here tonight to find a fat sheep to do a good job, after all, they have a lot of cash in their hands, and because of their special status, they will not call the police, and they don't want to see their news in the newspaper again.

Simon randomly picked a remote place and got out of the car, and then took Biber Laura and turned and walked into the alley not far away.

He walked around as casually as he had done the previous times, Bieber and Laura hiding in the corner, ready to call him.

Although it is said to be in the alley, there are a lot of people, and I have to feel that this is indeed the most prosperous place in the night scene of Nurento, which is really not comparable to the Red Queen. From time to time, his eyes scanned the crowd and nightclubs around him.

When he walked down an alley, he inadvertently seemed to see three men sticking to each other and stirring up, he thought he was wrong, and he looked back carefully under curiosity.

This sight made him want to gouge out his eyes, damn, it was disgusting, the people of the United States of Adolia really knew how to play.

Simon felt that it might not be suitable to go out tonight, probably not to gain anything! He turned around and turned back, preparing to get out of the scattered alleys and go home as soon as possible.

He waved his hand, and Bieber and Laura, who looked like stray dogs in the shadows, quickly followed back and forth.

As we walked through a dark fork in the road, there was a faint scream and a cry for help in a nearby alley, but with a faint "stab" sound, there was no more sound in the alley.

Simon strode straight to his destination as if he hadn't heard, he wasn't the super reporter with a sheet over his underwear, he wasn't interested in anything like that.

But after he hadn't walked a few steps, in the night behind him, in addition to the sound of the wind in the alley, a brisk footstep kept coming from behind him, obviously he was not interested, but someone was interested in him!

Simon's expression remained unchanged and walked directly into a dark alley not far away.

Kenny looked at his new prey with satisfaction, he was really amazing, his skin was so delicate and smooth, without the slightest scar, compared to him, his harvest just now was simply defective, not worthy of his new work at all, so he gently licked the trophy with body temperature on his hand, and then threw it to the ground, completely forgetting the excitement when he peeled it just now.

In the alley, Simon leaned indifferently against an abandoned telephone pole, looking at the sick man who walked in with him, and he saw the essence of the thing on the ground at first glance.

Human skin, the human skin that has only been peeled off for a short time, is still a very complete human skin.

Simon could also tell that the skinners were very skilled, and it was not the work of a novice who was doing this for the first time.

Don't ask him why he knows so clearly, if you have also dealt with the people of the Three Sects and Nine Streams, Bulls, Ghosts, Snakes, and Gods for hundreds of years, you will also know something about these things, and you can distinguish between good and bad, even if you have never done it yourself.

At that moment, he shook his head, and seemed to have a little understanding of the identity of the man in front of him, so he shouted directly at the man with puffy bags under his eyes and yellow hair.

"Doctor Peeling?"