Demon King Dad

Bread stayed for a while, then immediately turned around and rushed back to the newspaper office behind him. She pushed the big én away, and immediately aimed at the monster she had just dismembered and killed.

……………………No……

No corpses, no wreckage, and no blood stains.

Except that it was broken, wet and musty due to leaking rain, there was no place here that showed **** blood and violence.

Yes... there is no place.

Bread stared at this newspaper office blankly. After staring for a long time, she turned her head and walked out of én.

She was soaked in the rain, looking at the gray sky in front of her, looking at the dense fog that could not be seen ten meters away. Then, she moved forward and took a step...

Next, where to go?

For a time, this problem plagued bread.

she does not know.

In fact, she hoped that she could stay in this world which was shrouded in drizzle, but there was no danger at all, and she was unwilling to go to that dark and **** world.

What is reality? What is an illusion? She felt as if she could not distinguish. If possible, she just thinks of a place to lean on, and then take a good rest... Take a rest...

Dangdangdang

The rest time is always so short.

Bread raised his head and looked at a street lamp on the side of the road. Distorted music radiated from the amplifier tied to it, which seemed to be an absolutely unqualified pianist playing Hulun.

And immediately after the sound of the piano, there was a harsh, sickly laugh.

"Hahahahaha, all residents and friends, do you like my performance? Well, I am a god, so no matter what I do, I am so good, so beloved, everyone, so the clown mayor of Forgotten Town is I welcome everyone to continue Listen to our radio program"

Bread looked at the megaphone. In this quiet town with only the sound of rain, the sound of this loudspeaker is really loud and a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, today is really a good day. I wore a very chic outfit today. How do you think I am wearing it? Well, you don’t need to say that I also know it. Everyone must think that I am very handsome and handsome. My superb, far beyond the IQ of ordinary people like you have a great connection."

"I just went to the fitness salon. After seeing my figure, the fitness teacher there was so envious that they shouldn't charge me, begging me to stay for fitness guidance. But well, the residents also know that I As long as you stop there, you will immediately provoke the screams of the nv kids. In order not to hinder the business of that fitness salon, I'd better be humble and quit."

"So, human beings are heaven, and this is how you are born with the blessing of heaven. Compared with ordinary people like you, I am so much better. However, I am happy to share my joy with the residents. People. Let everyone also feel my joy, which is also part of my joy."

"It is often said that my identity is very special. In fact, it is so. My identity is indeed very special. I am needed in many places. I am also a messenger for world peace. I am busy everywhere, every day. I’m actually very good at talking, but one thing, I also know one of my shortcomings, that is, I don’t have sand in my eyes."

"Do you think so? If someone with no strength can step on your head through relationships, how uncomfortable is this feeling? If the opponent has strength, then forget it. But the other party has nothing. Strength, and always point fingers at others in everything. Holding a little power as a gunman. I am not used to seeing such people. Everyone thinks such people are annoying, right?"

"Hahaha, I know I know, everyone must think so. Okay, let's not say this, let's talk about something else. Actually, yesterday Nana Li*** actually confessed to me, oh oh, this But it’s really an amazing thing. Rasho, I know you like Nana very much, don’t you? But, Nana likes me. I didn’t do it. Who calls me so good, but you are so so. Ordinary? I will use Nanali first. I will return her to you when you develop. I am a fair person. As long as you are better than me one day, you have everything you want what."

"Also, when I just left the fitness salon, Uncle George gave me the heirloom ring from his house to pay for the debt he owed me. Oh, when I think about it, it turns out that The small money is due today? Haha, Uncle George usually looks like he is always ostentatious. Don’t be deceived, but I’m a very good person. So, I didn’t ask for his heirloom. Instead, I paid the money back. The date is allowed another three months. How about? I’m generous."

"Well, in short, I am like this. Warm, friendly, but very good. If you don't know my good, I will be very troubled. Everyone in this world must know my good, everyone Everyone should look at me with worshipful eyes. That's right. I believe that the majority of residents also think so, don't they? Well, you all think so."

"Well, this time the chat ends here, let's talk about it next time. Goodbye my loyal supporters"

Wow! Wow! Wow!

The sound of drizzle once again replaced the half-joking voice.

Bread looked at the loudspeaker, heard the end from the beginning, and heard the boasting in it.

What did this voice say? She doesn't care.

What really matters is where did this sound come from.

Since this voice claims to be the mayor of this town, then...

The mayor’s residence, of course, has become the target this time, isn't it?

Looking at the drizzle in front of the bread, the fist that had been loose was tightened again.

Escape... does not seem to solve the problem.

Every time, it suddenly changed from the daytime world to the dark world without warning. And it is not certain whether there is a regularity in time. If... I am on this street again, suddenly the world changes and becomes that scarlet scary world, and I meet that én face man...

Thinking of this, Bread immediately raised his footsteps, looked at the street sign next to him, and walked towards the mayor's residence again.

Patter, patter.

The puddles under the feet made a rhythmic sound, seeming to declare helplessness.

Bread was bold, and she ran towards the mayor's mansion, who had already ignored the heavy rain. She estimated the time, wanted to find the mayor before entering the dark world again, and asked where she was now? What do you want to leave this town shrouded in dense fog

Very, the mayor’s residence is here.

In front of this mansion with a half-broken stag flag, besides being surrounded by rain, it is also surrounded by a tall wall.

Bread stood in front of the iron fence and looked inside through the gap. I don't know if it's because the sky is getting darker and darker, everything in it doesn't look so real. The few dry trees in the low and unmaintained courtyard looked like human bones. There is no **** standing.

"........................Ahhhhhhh?"

The bread was placed on the iron and patted twice.

But what answered her in the thick fog and drizzle was a kind of almost eternal silence.

The bread swallowed, boldly, and gently pushed aside the iron fence in front of him. Afterwards, she took out the flashlight and turned on the lights. Let this only light guide your way forward.

"Ah woo----?"

Bread opened his throat and called out loudly. Afterwards, she held her breath, hoping to hear some echoes...

However, no one in the mayor's residence of Nuo Da came out to respond to her...except for those echoes.

No one, can't even feel the breath of living beings.

Bread swallowed and walked forward slowly. With the light of the flashlight in his hand, Bread finally saw the building up close.

The creeper crawled all over the wall.

But these plants, which should have added green and vitality, are now grey and drooping.

Bread's gaze moved down and fell on the half-concealed big fan. Sure enough... it's another line of words.

"Anger and hatred swallow reason. How can you bear the fault of others? What can you do for you for putting so many sins on yourself? justice? Or is it just the self-satisfaction of vanity? 》

Looking at these words, the bread pushed the big én away almost numbly and walked in. The flashlight in my hand swept across, where the mottled light was shining, the rotten corners and the smell of musty and wetness puffed my nose. Every time I took a step, I would step on the stagnant water.

There is only one way.

There is no such intricate room as imagined, and there are not many lunatic roads.

Only a gradual downward path appeared in front of the bread.

She stared at the road that continued to extend downwards, taking steps with blank eyes, and walking forward.

Patter - patter - patter -

Every step will crush the water uā in the ground.

There are a lot of én doors on both sides of the passage. But the little bread didn't mean to try to open it. She just kept walking down... down... As the road ahead got longer and longer, the sky board above her head also got higher and higher. Gradually, some can't be seen. And those puddles that were originally only making noises on the soles of the feet, gradually, began to fill the shoes, toes, and knees of the bread...RH