Crimson Comes

"Hey, hey, hey..."

In the quiet clubhouse, Wei Wei's breathing sounded from time to time.

He was pouting his butt, arching his waist, holding a piece of..."rag" in both hands, wiping it from one end of the clubhouse to the other, wiping it very carefully, changing the water after a while, and putting the The collapsed bloodstains were wiped clean as much as possible, and all the corpses had been dragged together and stacked horizontally, looking like a terrifying Jingguan.

I work very carefully, even more carefully than getting my own salary.

Finally, I checked it in a circle and made sure that there was nothing wrong, so I took off my blood-stained raincoat and threw it on her. I went to the bathroom again, washed my face seriously, and put it on my neck. , The blood behind the ears was wiped clean one by one, and then he wiped his face with a towel, and then brought the towel back and threw it together with the raincoat.

He took out his old buddy from his arms and hung it on his middle finger.

The head pendant is in a place where the smell of blood is so strong, and without waking up, it starts to swing slowly.

"One request, one price..."

"…"

"Stop talking about it..."

Wei Wei turned his head in the direction of the pile of fresh corpses and said, "Send it to you..."

The head pendant trembled with excitement for a while, but forcibly restrained it and continued to say:

"One request, one generation..."

"…"

Wei Wei couldn't help but go to the waist to feel the gun, but the head pendant suddenly responded: "Thank you!"

"Go!"

Wei Wei smiled helplessly, and threw the head pendant to the corpse pile.

Then he went around the clubhouse himself, looking for some gasoline, but found that the clubhouse was unprofessional.

In such a big clubhouse, why don't you put gasoline?

I had no choice but to run to the kitchen and found that I was still full of gas, so I shoved out several gas canisters and put one in every corner. Yes, the leader of the black goat family should be able to fight the gas tank before killing him, but who made himself impatient, he had to stand at attention and work...

By the time his gas tank was placed, the head pendant had already cleaned the body.

It is still a shriveled head the size of a fist, but now it seems to have grown a little fatter.

The corpses piled up in a pile disappeared completely, and the blood was licked clean.

"Good life..."

Wei Wei praised him, picked up the head pendant, and walked towards the door of the clubhouse with a relaxed body.

"You seem to have provoked the black goat this time..."

When approaching the door, the head pendant suddenly opened its mouth, half turned his head in a daze, and stared at Wei Wei.

"Don't worry."

Wei Wei said: "What kind of identity do you have, a high-ranking totem, can you still remember me as a little scumbag?"

The head pendant said: "No big man can forget the little shrew who once pointed a gun at him..."

Wei Wei was also stunned for a while, as if a little worry suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's time for you to prepare your own promotion ceremony..."

A mysterious smile suddenly appeared on the face of the head pendant, and the voice was low, but it seemed to arouse some kind of resonance in the air, making its voice full of temptation: "You will not stay in the first city defense line. , I am willing to return to this small place, isn't it because it is looser and the monitoring power is weaker, so it is more suitable for you to prepare for the crazy promotion ceremony of the scarlet sequence?"

"Promoted to the third state?"

Wei Wei seemed a little moved: "Scarlet mentor?"

But soon he shook his head again: "No, no, it's too dangerous, and I didn't come back because of this..."

The head pendant has just eaten, and it is when there are many words: "What's the danger?"

"Don't you claim to know everything?"

Wei Wei glanced at it in surprise, and said, "The devil is the easiest to hear the devil's babble, out of control and degenerate..."

"It's crazy..."

The head pendant said: "Every step of promotion is a step closer to the devil. The devil's power in the body will be stronger and more active, and the brain will be stimulated by the devil's power, and the mysterious and strange knowledge will be obtained. It’s more likely that you will hear the devil’s ravings on the way to promotion, and your mind will collapse instantly. No one wants to be a lunatic, so no one dares to be promoted casually…”

"But, do you know where your strengths lie?"

"…"

Looking at the mysterious and somewhat mocking look in the head pendant, Wei Wei couldn't help but glance at him: "What?"

"You've gone crazy..."

The head pendant suddenly smiled: "People who are already crazy, why are they crazy?"

"you…"

Wei Wei was dumbfounded, and suddenly turned around and shot.

Bang!

The huge flame rose, and then connected and detonated several other flames, and instantly a sea of ​​flames would be submerged in it. The huge roar caused the parked cars around to flash the police lights at the same time, and the lights lit up in rows of buildings, and the alarm bells rang loudly. In the distance, there were patrolling police cars rushing over. , The flow of people made a mess in an instant.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Wei Wei took advantage of the chaos, hung the head pendant on the handlebar, and rode back on the electric bike he stole.

Seriously explained: "I'm not crazy."

"I just have a stronger sense of justice..."

"…"

The head pendant in the inner pocket was silent for a long time, and suddenly "hehehe" laughed out of schadenfreude.

…

…

Outside the Scrap Iron City, thirty miles away, the home of the Wandering Sect.

Rows of tall trucks with alloy skeletons are parked on the side of the road full of weeds, like a huge long snake. The believers with weapons are sleeping together, and tents are set up on both sides of the trucks. , When the small fire of Scrap Iron City rises and falls outside the city, it is not even brighter than the light of a firefly, and it hardly attracts the attention of any church members on duty.

But also at this moment, in the back compartment of the truck in the middle, the heavy curtain was suddenly lifted.

A figure appeared vigorously on the truck compartment. He was wearing a pure black priest's robe. The only difference from the ordinary church members was that he was wearing a red cloak. He didn't look very thick, at least Compared with the people in the wilderness, this figure even looks thin, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face, which looks quite civilized and refined.

But at this moment, his eyes were looking in the direction of the Scrap Iron City, and the light was shining like stars.

"Master, what happened?"

In the shadow behind him, a low-pitched question sounded.

The speaker was a young woman wearing a nun's clothes, but compared with ordinary nuns, the clothes on her body were thinner and fitted well, which outlined her slender waist and legs. Of course, this is not for looks, but for convenience.

Under the nun's clothes that seemed to be fit and healthy, there were weapons and ammunition that could kill 30 people.

"I heard it again..."

The elegant head of the sect looked fixedly in the direction of the Scrap Iron City and muttered to himself.

"Come again..."

The nun thumped in her heart and said in a low voice, "It's that..."

Few people understand why the leader of the seventh sect, who is regarded as a promising future in the wandering church, did not choose to follow the Pope, but came to the spiritual barrier alone, and stayed there for such a long time. Time, but his personal bodyguard understood that since he heard that voice three years ago, the head of the sect has never given up his pursuit of that thing.

There are already many people who think that he just found such a lame reason to avoid the whirlpool of Pope change.

"Yes, Devil Taboo 003: Death Knell of the Gods!"

The seventh sect leader's eyes gradually released a strange brilliance, as if his hands were shaking with excitement.

The nun hesitated, did not dare to speak out, and whispered: "The elders in the church are not sure that it is in the scrap iron city. In the report submitted by the court, it also said that no evidence was found..."

"…"

"I said it before."

The seventh sect leader's voice was a little cold, and he whispered: "The devil's taboo has its own will, even wisdom."

"Not to mention the legacy of the highest level of God?"

"It is deliberately hiding itself, not being noticed by anyone, let alone the Holy Knights, even if the elders come in person, they cannot find the traces of its existence through listening and regular capture, the only thing that can be done is to wait. ,patiently waiting."

"In the past few years, I have captured the ravings it exudes several times..."

"Especially tonight, it's so clear..."

"…"

"But…"

The nun didn't know how to describe it: "If it intentionally hides itself, then how..."

I didn't dare to say it directly.

If it keeps hiding itself, how did you catch it?

The head of the seventh sect let out a soft sigh. Usually he was impatient to explain this, but because of today's excitement, he was a little more patient and said: "Although it hides itself, every once in a while, it will not Periodically release some will..."

"It's as if it's been calling for something, waiting for something..."

"…people?"

"…"

The nun was slightly startled, then raised her head: "Is it calling again today?"

"Do not."

The head of the sect's face gradually became solemn, and seemed to be extremely affirmed: "Today it is more active, even happy."

"The person it's waiting for may have already come..."