I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

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Yi Lin and Xing Fei left the TV station as quickly as possible.

Perhaps only he himself can understand the true meaning of the phrase "forget it".

When leaving.

Xing Fei pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, still a little unwilling.

"We just left?"

"if not?"

"'Green' just let them kill like this!"

Yi Lin smiled slightly: "Don't forget this main mission."

"Um?"

"The main mission is about killing Green. It doesn't mean that you must kill Green yourself. In other words, this can be regarded as a team task. No matter who kills Green, everyone can complete the task at the same time. It is nothing more than a task. The evaluation is different."

"What I want is the evaluation of this task!" Xing Fei was heartbroken, very regretful.

Oh drink?

Isn't this kid ambitious?

Yi Lin looked at Xing Feigao for a few moments.

He had already noticed that when Xing Fei came up, he had a pair of pure white gloves on his hands.

Although in the middle of the road, Xing Fei has quietly hidden his gloves.

That weird glove is probably related to Xing Fei's ability.

And Yi Lin also noticed that there was a strange trace on the ground at the door of the TV station. The texture of the ground gives people a very disharmonious feeling, which is incompatible with the normal ground.

Although they said that, Xing Fei did not hesitate to move, and the two returned to the front of Judy Hotel.

After calculating the time, Yi Lin said: "If that'Green' is really the mission goal, then we should now receive a reminder that the mission is completed."

Xing Fei nodded. In fact, he thought of this, and said: "Indeed. So, that'Green' is not the Green we're looking for."

"The real main task cannot be that simple. In the entire TV station, the people they killed have no resistance at all. Even, there is no one on the surface of this small town who can resist a little. Don’t you think that as a trial, the overall combat effectiveness of this town is too weak?"

Xing Fei was taken aback.

What Yi Lin said makes a lot of sense.

And it shouldn't be unnoticed.

suddenly.

Xing Fei remembered the experience last night, the experience that scared him to sleep all night, frowning, the glasses lens scoffed and reflected light, and he was very wise.

"Could it be...night!"

"Oh, that's right. If you don't guess wrong, night is the real danger."

Yi Lin came to a conclusion.

Xing Fei lowered his head and muttered: "In other words, the real goal of the main mission... Green, only appears at night? What kind of ghost setting is this."

"But..." Yi Lin's voice changed: "It may not be safe during the day."

Xing Fei slowly played a question mark.

Yi Lin smiled: "That woman, with assassination-type ability, pay attention to the shadows around her."

Xing Fei was so scared that his back was cold for an instant, and he snorted: "Assassination?"

While talking, Xing Fei subconsciously looked at the shadow behind him, stared for a while, and saw that the shadow didn't twist around weirdly, and then whispered: "Not so? Didn't we provoke them?"

"Oh, who knows?"

After the two returned to Judy’s Hotel, Judy extended a warm welcome to Yi Lin and invited them to sit in the house.

Yi Lin said politely that he was exhausted, in poor condition, and needed a rest.

Judy understands in seconds, men, there are always times when they are tired. So Judy implicitly expressed regret.

At this moment, Yi Lin remembered the painting that had been torn in two... "Starry Sky".

So he asked Judy: "Does your son really like painting?"

Judy curled his lips.

I feel that this man is a bit embarrassed to mention his son at this time.

But Judy still nodded: "I like it, but I don't know what he is painting all day, weird, and he doesn't like making friends. By the way, how do you know?"

"Guess. Haha."

After speaking, Yi Lin walked upstairs.

I didn't sleep all night, and after a while during the day, Yi Lin was also a little sleepy, so he summoned Bai Xiaoyi out, put the wind in the room, and squinted his eyes on the bed to take a nap.

Although his various attribute values ​​have surpassed that of ordinary humans by a lot, he is still human after all, and humans cannot avoid eating and sleeping.

When the situation is not clear, it is safer to let Bai Xiaoyi stare for safety.

After squinting for a while, Yi Lin woke up in a daze. Seeing that his psionic energy had been consumed a lot, he put away Bai Xiaoyi and silently restored his psychic energy.

He was in a daze, remembering that he seemed to have a dream while sleeping. But after waking up, Yi Lin couldn't remember anything.

Yi Lin was refreshed.

When I went downstairs, I just saw Judy beautifying, dressed plainly, ready to go out.

Yi Lin was taken aback and couldn't help asking: "Judy, are you going out?"

Judy gave Yi Lin a white glance. I hate it, not because of you.

But naturally she would not say what was in her heart, she just said casually: "Go to the neighbor's house to drop by."

In the eyes of the town residents, everyone is a neighbor. Anyway, the town is small and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Where is the hotel?"

"Oh, anyway, there are no other guests besides you. By the way, I heard that there was an accident on the TV station, so don't run around. It's not good to be a suspicious person."

Andy reminded me of this matter kindly.

"clear."

Yi Lin agreed.

They are suspicious characters.

After Judy left.

Yi Lin was okay when he was idle, so he rummaged around behind the counter to see if he could find any clues.

At this time, Yi Lin raised his head again and looked at the wall, where the lucky totem named "Green" hung.

After thinking about it, Yi Lin took out the blood jasmine while there was no one around, and slammed the totem hard.

Boo.

broken.

There is a hole in the totem.

But nothing special happened.

"No surprises."

In fact, to be honest, Yi Lin hoped that something could happen with this cut.

After all, the start of this dungeon was a little plain.

It was so plain that Irin was a little uncomfortable.

Yi Lin nodded, looked as usual, and put away the knife.

Toot toot——

at this time.

There was a harsh horn outside.

"Oh, here it comes."

A child with brown curly hair, carrying a schoolbag, walked into the hotel.

The little boy took a closer look and found a strange and bad-faced man standing where Judy usually was. He was taken aback for a moment, and then asked timidly, "Where are Zhu and Judy?"

"Your mother said she went to a neighbor's house."

"Oh."

Allen nodded and ran out to play at this time, indeed Judy's style.

Thinking of this, Allen walked into the first-floor room alone, sat down silently at the dining table, took out a painting that hadn’t been painted yet, and a box of crayons from his schoolbag, and immersed himself in the painting. .

Rustle--

It's quiet all around.

In the entire hotel, there seemed to be only the sound of Alan's immature hands holding the crayons tightly and stroking them on the paper.

In fact, Xing Fei's snoring sounded upstairs from time to time, but Yi Lin selectively ignored the past.

Rustle--

Allen is still drawing.

To be honest.

Allen really has no talent for drawing.

Yi Lin stood silently behind Allen, saying nothing.

He looked at it for a long time and racked his brains before he could barely see that Allen was drawing with a brush. There should be three people.

A woman, a child, and a man.

The ratio is a bit wrong.

The head is so big that it is so spicy that it is prominent. Normally, at a glance, it is difficult to associate with "people".

It might be more appropriate to describe it as a big head monster.

No wonder Judy would say that her son's paintings are "weird".

This comment is very pertinent and does not contain moisture.

Allen seriously finished the big head monster, thought for a while, and drew two exaggerated and distorted smiling faces on the faces of women and children.

knock off.

Allen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his "work" with satisfaction.

He even wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with his hands covered with various colored pen waxes, as if doing so would make himself feel harder and harder.

"Judy hasn't come back yet."

Allen said to himself.

He turned around, and found someone standing behind him at some point, his hair was standing up in fright, and he screamed. But soon, Allen stretched out his hands vigorously, posing as a hen guarding the chick, and guarded the painting that was hard to draw behind his back, as if he was protecting his own child.

"You, you, when did you come?"

"It's been a long time." Yi Lin smiled, and tried to make herself look more kind: "Good drawing."

"Really?" Allen's eyes lit up: "Judy always says I don't paint well."

"That's because she has no eyes."

"Hmm..." Allen nodded subconsciously, then became vigilant again, looked at Yi Lin, shook his head and said: "Don't talk about Judy like that, Judy is not a bad person."

Oh, good boy.

Yi Lin touched Alan's curly brown hair.

Alan originally wanted to hide subconsciously, but for some reason, when he wanted to hide, his hand was already rubbed up. Allen didn't notice the other party's malice and couldn't avoid it, so he could only accept the other party's actions reluctantly.

But this uncle said I painted well?

Thinking about it this way, Allen didn't feel so entangled.

My painting is really good?

Thinking about it again, this strange uncle who looks a little scary is not so scary.

Seeing that the vigilance in the child's eyes faded a bit, Yi Lin was very satisfied with his communication skills, and asked with a smile, "What is your name?"

"Allen."

"Ellen, what you painted is a family of three?"

As soon as he talked about his paintings, Allen came to his spirits. He didn't seem to care about the fact that the strange bird in front of him was a stranger.

He pointed hard at the flat painting on the table, pointed at the woman in skirt with red lips, and said, "This is Judy."

Soon he pointed to the short child in the middle: "This is Alan."

When he pointed his finger at the adult whose face was not drawn, he hesitated and said nothing.

Yi Lin was silent for a moment. Although he felt a bit cruel, he still asked for information: "Is he your father?"

Allen's thin lips pressed tightly, and his fingers twisted the corner of the table hard...without twisting.

After a while.

Allen whispered, "He is Green."

Yi Lin's pupils shrank suddenly.

at the same time.

Somewhere in Greentown.

A private house.

There was a mess inside.

A man fell in a pool of blood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The body was crushed into a serious illness.

Inside the house.

Fifty-six and seventy-three, one man and one woman, were smoking cigarettes silently on the sofa next to the corpse.

Next to him, the strong eighty-one was lying on a woman with scars all over her body, like an engine, the pistons cried and spiraled into the sky.

Bang bang bang ——

The woman's cry was getting weaker and weaker, and she suddenly screamed, completely silent.

"Ah, why is it broken? This bone can't stand the tossing too much, right?"

in the corner.

From start to finish, a young girl in a white dress witnessed her father being smashed by a hammer and her mother being beaten to death. Her eyes were bloodshot and full of terror.

suddenly.

She exhausted all her strength, struggled to get up from the corner, and ran away from the house abruptly.

Eighty-Eleven looked at the girl's escape from the back, didn't care, laughed and got up from the twisted corpse under him: "Ah, I ran."

Fifty-six calmly pressed the cigarette **** against the wet and sticky "meatloaf" on the ground, and pinched it out.

"Eighty-one, to be honest, I have never been able to understand your taste."

Seventy-three raised his hand with an indifferent expression: "Agree."

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk, you don’t understand, this stuff, it must be the more experienced the better, the young woman’s beauty, who knows who will use it. Younger... you slap her **** and she is still confused. It is a pity that the more the strength attribute The higher you come, there are not many people who can withstand the toss."

"Oh, by the way, seventy-three, you are a woman, you really don't understand. Oh, I'll take a shower, and when I'm done, I will discuss how to complete the main task."

After speaking, Eighty One grinned, showing a hearty smile, while humming an unknown tune, walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing this, the corners of Seventy-Three's mouth were slightly raised.