"You've got a lot of DVDs to collect. In the villa, Wendy was led by Feminister to the study on the second floor. I saw that the shelves of Feminister were stacked with rows of DVDs, and they were divided into several shelves like a bookstore, and the shelves were marked with large categories.

"Are there so many movies in the world?" Wendy wondered, if all the DVDs from the founding of Hollywood to the present could be put together? It's a vertical row like a bookshelf, and a lot of dishes are not that thick together!

"If a movie is a disc, then there are certainly not so many. It's basically a collection of different versions of the same movie, DVDs, Blu-rays, every format — with the exception of that section, of course. Feminister pointed to a shelf, and Wendy looked at it, only to see a few letters written in large characters on the top - "SEX". "There are too many movies of this genre in various countries, regions, and companies, and there is no collection value, so I only need one piece. ”

Wendy was instantly amazed: "You are a museum of hairy films here! Otaku will cry with excitement if they see this scene!"

Femeniste kindly recommended: "Do you want to see it, I think these are good, the posture is very curious." ”

Wendy shook her head decisively: "Excuse me." Looking around, Wendy's interest was caught in another shelf, and on the top of that shelf was written in large letters - "KILL". "This ......" Wendy felt a mysterious calling, and involuntarily stepped forward.

"This category is my favorite category, and it is full of all kinds of torture, murder, and trickery plots, which provide me with a lot of inspiration. Sometimes I can't write it, so I copy a little plot into it, and it works very well. Shaking the black burden casually, the female writer walked to the bookshelf: "Sometimes I think this shelf is too small, so that I am too full. My favorite is this one. She reached for a saucer, but the shelf was too full to take it out.

Pumping hard, I heard a loud bang, and many discs fell to the ground. Wendy hurriedly squatted down to help clean up, subconsciously picked up a disc casually, and looked at the two big white characters written on the cover - KILL*BILL.

"Kill Bill, Bill!" a strong feeling came over her, and Wendy instantly understood something. took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed the number, Wendy said anxiously: "Hey, Yang Qi, I'm Wendy! I saw a sign, the next one to be attacked is really Bill!"

Yang Qi's eyebrows twitched, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of Bill's departure. The attack of the rollover car was done in the blink of an eye and did not consume much time. The avenue is very long, and at the end of the avenue there is a plaza. If it's fast enough, you should be able to intercept Bill in the square.

"Dude, I'd love to talk to you a little more, but I've got to run. The police or something were already on their way, and I didn't want to deal with them at all. The black man Kubi opened his mouth with a gesture in his hand as he gestured to the pill Chek.

"I'm not happy to deal with the police either, so," Yang Qi's gaze fell on his motorcycle, "You do it to the back." ”

Kubi was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Meaning," Yang Qi reached out and grabbed his back collar and dragged him to the back seat of the motorcycle, and lifted his legs to ride the flying car: "You have to take care of it!" With his left foot in gear and his right hand on the accelerator, there was a roar of the motor, and this specially modified motorcycle of the Rampton instantly accelerated and rushed out.

The wind was fast, and the motorcycle kept accelerating, and soon reached a speed that even the rampant people did not dare to reach. The whirring wind was coming, and Kubi was shouting excitedly from behind, while Yang Qi stared at the front tightly, he had already seen Bill's figure from a distance, and the other party was worthy of reaching the crowded square.

At this time, Yang Qi felt that the inexplicable strange aura around him seemed to be decreasing. If the so-called one side decreases, then it will definitely converge elsewhere. According to Wendy's foreshadowing, the next one is Bill!

Hang another gear under his feet, Yang Qi lives and dies at an hourly speed.

On Bill's side, he rode his small motorcycle unhurriedly. He didn't drive fast because his mind was in turmoil right now. What happened today was too much of a stimulus for him. Those guys, what they say seems to be reasonable, but, but how could there be such a thing? Why would I get into such a thing!

"Impossible, impossible, I have a wife and children, I don't take drugs, I don't commit crimes, I haven't burned witches! I'm just an ordinary person, why would such a thing come to me! No, these are all fakes, there can never be any death, the previous ones were all coincidences!" Bill exclaimed, ignoring the strange stares of the people around him. Perhaps he subconsciously began to believe it, but he refused to believe it, so he repeatedly spoke loudly to himself to convince himself.

A scent came to his nose, and Bill noticed that he had arrived in a square. This is a rather small square, radiating to connect many main roads, and the road in the high-end villa area is already the most secluded path. The square is bustling with traffic, and there are plenty of barbecue stalls on the edges. One by one, the chef threads large pieces of meat on a one-meter-long chisel and roasts them. After applying the sauce, the meat is really fragrant and appetizing.

But Bill clearly didn't have any interest, he just wanted to hurry home. On weekdays he traverses the square in a very good way, but now he rides along the edge of the square in a regular way. At this moment, although he said that he didn't believe it, he was also subconsciously more careful in his heart. According to the instructions of those guys, he had to pay attention to the movements around him, so he looked around while riding, and he felt suspicious about everything.

As he passed a clothing store, he jerked on the brakes because he saw a full-length mirror on the side of the road. This dressing mirror just shines his whole body in it, and there are many beauty-loving women here on weekdays to tidy up their appearance, which is also a means for this store to attract customers. But at this point, Bill's eyes widened as he saw something behind himself in the mirror.

It wasn't any common sight or thing, it was like a black curtain, unhurriedly enveloping everything. The wind blew, as if some behemoth was blowing behind him, cold, dark, and obscure, making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Something!" Bill jerked back, only to see the traffic. The sun is thin, the sunset spreads in the sky, no matter how you look at it, it is a beautiful day. But Bill always felt that something ominous was approaching, and large cold sweat flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, making his eyes red.

Then, he saw the car crash.

Huge car crash, tragic car accident.

I don't know if it was drunk driving or something else, but a sports car crashed wildly into many cars and then rolled over the square. The whole square was silent for a moment, and then the screams and yells boiled over the sky. Everyone was running in a panic, some retreating to avoid the disaster, and some rushing forward to help others. In particular, the cooks on the street put down their work, put out the fire and rolled up their sleeves and ran forward, the hearts of these cupboards were as hot as the stoves.

He also saw Yang Qi, and just as there was a car accident, the Oriental man appeared on the edge of the square on a motorcycle. There was no intention of slowing down at all, and Yang Qi carried Bill straight to this side. Before the tumbling car ran over the two of them, like a stunt shot in a movie, he flashed danger and rushed to this side.

Seeing that Jonchbier began to be ecstatic, he knew that this superhuman guy could help him. But the next moment, he immediately began to rush to the other side, because the driver of a bus was panicking on the steering wheel, and with the screams of a car, he slammed into this side, driving him to a more marginal area, and also blocking Yang Qi's view.

"No! don't come here!" Bill looked back at the bus as he sped up desperately, dodging in a panic. At this moment, Bill, who had been looking back, did not pay attention to the ahead. With a creak, the front wheel of the motorcycle pressed against a slice of meat full of sauce. There was a sharp sound of tires grinding, and Bill screamed and flew out.

Poof, a one-meter-long meat hammer passed through his throat and came out of the back of his neck, pointing diagonally into the air with a bloody diagonal point. When Yang Qi finally arrived on a motorcycle, he could only see Bill's unwilling eyes, his lips trembling, and the last few words sent from between his teeth: "Death...... Here comes ......" and tilted his head and was silent.

Yang Qi and Kubi both looked at Bill's corpse in silence, and after a while, Kubi said in a trembling voice: "Dude, although I don't know the Dao, but a girl mentioned 'Death' or something to me in the morning." Now I really want to listen to that ** again, because I really don't remember much of that set in the police station this morning. ”

Yang Qi looked back at Kubi: "Do you know how to do it, today you did the most correct thing, that is, you met me." ”