Apocalyptic Forecast

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After a lot of question marks appeared in the tracker's mind, he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat, and then walked in as if to hang out, spent fifteen yuan to change his hand, and opened the locker room door.

A steam of hot and humid steam came out.

Among the rows of cabinets, naked men walked around to change clothes, but there was no Huai Shi in the room. He only had time to see that the rubber curtain leading to the bathing room moved a bit, and someone had already walked in.

Pressing the puzzle and anxiety, he opened the cabinet calmly and pretended to take off his clothes and walked to the bath.

When he lifted the rubber curtain, he saw the expressionless young man, his clothes all intact.

He froze in place.

What's the matter?

"Why follow me?" Huai Shi asked directly.

"……what did you say?"

The expression of the muscular man twitched. Soon, the expression became confused, completely incomprehensible, and waved a little impatiently: "Can you give me a second?"

"Sorry, no."

Huai Shi sighed and took a step forward.

嘭!

The tracker's eyes were dark, and then he heard the heavy sound of his fist hitting his face, slipping under his feet, and fell to the ground.

"I ask you--"

Huai Shi squatted beside him, looked down at his face, and repeated the question just now: "Why follow me?"

"Oh shit……"

The burly man was furious and raised his arm to slap him, but the arm was raised, and his eyes were black again.

Huai Shi struggled hard.

嘭!

In the stunned eyes of those who changed clothes, Huai Shi reached out, pulled his hair, lifted his head, pulled him, pulled him into the locker room, and brutally smashed his head in On the wardrobe.

One, two, three!

Until a huge dent appeared on the thin iron wardrobe, the man struggled hard, but he could not get rid of Huai Shi's hands.

Last time, he asked:

"——Why follow me!"

"I'll go to your mother!"

In the severe pain, the tracker scolded, struggling to lift his leg to Huai Shi, even though his hair was torn off, and at the moment he let go, he climbed up from the ground.

Did not fight back, but ran straight towards the exit towards the dressing room.

Bang, the whole cheap wooden door made of plywood was smashed, and the long spring pulling the door handle was drawn on his body, leaving a **** mouth.

He almost fell on the counter.

In the amazement of the counter aunt, he grabbed the several bath baskets on the counter and threw them at the teenager behind him. Then, even without a towel, he rushed directly out of the gate of the bathhouse. Running hard ...

Huai Shi made a wild chase in the back.

Offensive and defensive.

Nowadays, trackers who don't even wear slippers are running on the street bare buttocks, while Huai Shi is following behind, catching up.

Regardless of the unusual feeling and pain of bare feet stepping on the ground, the tracker fell on a strange object that could not be described under his crotch and screamed at the passing women, like a wild dog.

I do n’t know if I sacrificed my dignity for strength, or liberated myself under dozens of mobile phone cameras. That guy ’s speed accelerated again, and Huai Shi could not catch up for a while.

Until he finally couldn't run, he was stuck in the alley by Huai Shi, panting and moving backwards, and found that there was no escape route behind him.

"Why follow me?"

Huai Shi stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at him calmly: "Are you going to be a little more simple, or let me find the answer by myself?"

"I do not know……"

The naked tracker leaned on the wall and tried his best to gasp, "I don't know what you are talking about ..."

"It seems to be the second one."

Huai Shi was silent for a moment and looked up at him: "To be honest, I don't want to be like this."

At that moment, the crackling sound from the friction of the bones suddenly sounded from the alley.

Immediately afterwards, the tracker saw that a black shadow quickly enlarged in front of his eyes. Under the trampling of the old leather shoes, the stone bricks of the alley suddenly collapsed, squeezing out the foul sewage below.

And Huai poetry is already in sight.

嘭!

The tracker suddenly lowered his waist, feeling that his heart was about to squeeze out of his mouth. The bare feet almost detached from the ground, and the arms that were in front of him were also skimmed to the sides under a violent impact.

Didn't wait for him to stand firm again, the fist he had cut turned into a palm, and his face was pushed back, back, and back until ... Boom!

His head hit the wall.

He subconsciously wanted to bend down and ricket up, but then, he felt a cold crotch, and something was kicking between his legs in the roaring wind.

There was a strange cry.

His eyes almost jumped out of his face.

"Go die!"

In the severe pain, that face became cruel, picked up the bottle of wine on the ground during the dodge, smashed it, and poked Huai Shi's neck.

But immediately, he felt a pain in his wrist, his arm turned into a strange angle, and a wine bottle was inserted on his thigh, blood was flowing like a spring.

Then, the sharp acute pain of broken arm and cut of thigh burst out.

He screamed in horror, and then found a hand stuck on his neck, lifted him up and smashed it against the wall. Huaishi looked at the twisted face and roared and asked:

"——Why follow me!"

The sudden arrival of silence.

The man suddenly stopped struggling, and looked at Huai Shi's rage, as if seeing a joke, he was amused.

The twitching face squeezed a smile, I don't know if it meant mocking or pleasing.

His lips were trembling, opening and closing as if frankly.

"I want to ... get some money ..."

Huai Shi was silent, looking at the old suit with the cuffs off his body, and the old leather shoes with open uppers, trying hard to believe this sentence, but in the end, he couldn't help but lower his eyes.

Slowly released his palm, and let the man fall to the ground, gasping for breath, coughing, and cramping in the pain.

"Okay."

Huai Shi suddenly said, "I will give you money."

At the moment when the man looked up in amazement, he reached out his hand and pressed it on his muzzle and nose-and then poured the valuable ashes into his mouth.

At that moment, with the pinching of the fingers, a shrill cry came from the closed mouth. The man twitched suddenly, struggling **** the ground despite his injuries.

Indescribable fear and sorrow poured into his body, ravaging his soul, and a vague voice continued to sound from his throat, but was pinched by Huai Shi, unable to vent.

Until Huai Shi heard the sudden sound of brakes coming from behind the alley, as the van opened, several men with masks jumped from the car and got stuck in the alley.

The palms of their hands were bulging in their arms, without a word, only to look at the teenager in the alley maliciously.

In silence, Huai Shi finally let go of the tracker in his hand, slowly turned around, looked at the group of unscrupulous comers, and finally understood why the guy got into this place with himself.

"it's him!"

As the tracker who was cramped on the ground raised his finger to Huai Shi, the frontmost person reached out and pulled a mountain knife wrapped in dark green hand rope out of his arms. Then, he saw various controls. Traces of knives.

Huai Shi was stunned, eyebrows raised, and some were unbelievable.

"Does anyone want to explain anything?" He asked doubtfully, "For example, is it reasonable for me as an employee of an auto repair shop to carry a controlled tool with me?"

Hey hey's weird laughter sounded from behind.

"Someone ... spent money ... to buy ... to buy your life ..."

While struggling to choke, the man lying on the ground struggling to support his body with one hand, sneering with a twisted face, "Beware, don't struggle ... too bad ..."

Huai Shi was silent, raised his foot, and stepped on his head suddenly.

嘭!

The man fell completely to the ground and stopped moving.

Huai Shi turned back and looked at the approaching people, but couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that there is no way to be kind, is it?"

No one responded to him.

In the silence, Huai Shi raised his hands, unbuttoned his coat, and then took off the suit he had been with for some years, folded it up, and carefully found a clean place on the naked man on the ground , Put it away.

Finally, he stood up, bent over and bowed.

That attitude is sincere and humble.

"I'm sorry." He said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ My friend passed away and I am sad. "

"......"

In a moment of stun, those people were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

But immediately, I saw the teenager slowly raised his head and looked at them without expression: "So, I'll apologize here first if something is wrong in the future--"

Said, he slowly raised his hands and posed in front of his chest.

Spit out the last pity between his enemies to his enemies.

——Roman Dagger Fighting · LV6!

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"It's still so deserted here."

The wheelchair girl sat in front of her desk and looked around. "It seems to be a lot bigger."

This is the municipal library.

To be precise, this is the underground storage warehouse of the municipal library-under the monotonous cold light tube, the huge layers of bookshelves extend to the end of the line of sight, and have never been in the dark.

Counting ahead, within sixty years, there have been periodicals, newspapers, government notices, and all administrative regulations that have appeared in the entire city of Xinhai. In short, all the things that will be printed on paper on the market are stored here. Backup.

Even the electronic version is stored in the server storage room next door and can be retrieved at any time.

Although this is one of the responsibilities of the municipal library, the degree of exaggeration is due to the man behind the desk, who is now the librarian of the Xinhai City Library and is called the "professor" sublimator.

Can really be called a professor. There is nothing wrong with this man. He has so many degrees that he can't even count himself-after all, his greatest hobby is to read books in this huge underground storehouse.

Death does not move nest. .