Indescribable cyberpunk

Woo~

The speedboat's engine made a low hum. Zhu Jue sat cross-legged in the middle of the boat, with the evil ghost's sword across his legs and the Qingyi firearm at hand.

The umbrella had to be put away because of the wind as the ship moved forward. There was raindrops outside the brim of the hat, and Zhu Jue's eyes were always on the undulating sea ahead.

Occasionally, there are seagulls walking through the rain, skimming the sea surface, and flying into the distance, and the ripples caused by their movements in the sea water spread to the outer layers.

Zhu Jue, who came to the sea for the first time, always thought that there might be something underneath, which made him inexplicably nervous.

Rumble~

A bolt of lightning struck down in the distance, and Zhu Jue stood up suddenly. It was not that he was frightened, but that he saw a huge black shadow standing on the sea in the distance illuminated.

After getting closer, I realized that it was just a ship motionless on the sea.

It was right next to the speedboat's sailing route, so the distance between Zhu Jue and it kept getting closer, and his eyes were involuntarily drawn to it.

Zhu Jue saw no one on the boat. Of course, the boat here was only the deck and the corridors on both sides. Because Zhu Jue couldn't drive a yacht, it was impossible to board the boat to check.

But not seeing anyone does not mean that there is no one. The moment Zhu Jue passed by the ship, a black figure flew out of the cabin with wings and flew straight to the speedboat where Zhu Jue was.

At first glance, it looked like a seagull that Zhu Jue had seen before, but when it landed in front of the speedboat, Zhu Jue immediately raised his green wings.

Its head was already covered with dark red blood stains. Under the wash of the rain, the blood that had solidified due to the cold environment quickly melted away from its head and flowed to other parts of its body.

Wow!

The seagull spread its wings, and blood spattered, leaving a trail of blood on the front windshield of the speedboat.

It looked at Zhu Jue but didn't chirp because it held a round object in its mouth - someone's eyeball!

boom!

The muzzle of the gun sprayed fire into the sky, and the seagulls were frightened and flew away.

"Since it's a seagull, just eat the fish obediently. It's okay to imitate the crow. It's your fault for coming out to scare people."

He sat back on the speedboat, was silent for a while, and then said softly,

"Seagulls can actually imitate crows, which is not a good sign. I'm afraid this trip will be a bit troublesome."

This can be said for the people in the Yecheng studio, or for the viewers who will watch the video in the future.

"Qinglian, can you come with me?"

After watching the screen for so long, Olivia finally couldn't help but patted Li Qinglian on the shoulder and said.

The latter asked Wu Tong to help watch, while he got up and went aside with Olivia.

"I have a question. In your previous videos, was he all alone? Including the filming in Guangcheng City."

This is a question that Olivia has wanted to ask for a long time. In her understanding, since it is a video shooting, there must be various assistants on site. Just like those movies, although there is only one protagonist, there may be many people around him. How many assistants and staff.

But when she really got involved, she discovered that besides her, there were really only three other people working on the weird job. Two of them didn't go to the scene during the video shooting, but were just spectators in the studio with drinks in their hands. and snacks.

"Yes, Wu Tong and I are just ordinary people. We have neither mechanical prosthetics nor ability injections. We and Zhu Jue went to participate in the filming. If we meet a monster, he has to take care of us. Wouldn't that cause him trouble? "

Regarding Zhu Jue's shooting alone, Wu Tong and Li Qinglian also considered protecting his personal safety. After all, if something happened to Zhu Jue now, Weird Studio would probably fall apart, but after thinking about it, they didn't come up with anything. result.

Do you want to send bodyguards to Zhu Jue?

The bodyguards may not necessarily be able to kill the guys he can kill, and the bodyguards may have to lie down on the ground to get their "box lunch" when they meet him.

What's more, he is facing a monster that is the source of mental pollution, and the security company should not accept such an order.

"You are not afraid of him"

"Afraid, of course I'm afraid. You should have seen his video in Guangcheng City. It was just a part of what he filmed. In some parts, he even turned off the camera in advance, because the thing he encountered at that time was a mental protection device. They may not be able to protect us, and I still remember how he screamed when he asked us to help take care of the wind chimes, but we never mentioned it in front of him."

Speaking of this, Li Qinglian glanced at Olivia, who looked strange, and then said,

"Don't you think we are a little inhumane? Why don't we stop him from going to such a dangerous place?"

"Um."

Olivia replied bluntly, leaning on the small balcony by the window.

"Because that's what Zhu Jue wants to do. You don't know, he has been dealing with those monsters since very early on. He is really powerful. This is not bragging. What you are watching is just the edited version of the battle we have edited. , when you see what he looks like when he actually fights with us, you will understand why he has been fighting alone."

Li Qinglian had the same idea as Olivia a long time ago, but now, she just smiled and continued,

"Ordinary people are not qualified to help him."

The waves were lapping against the rocks on the shore. Zhu Jue landed on the beach and took out the energy drink in his backpack and took a sip. It was hard for him to remember to advertise for sponsors at this time.

Walking along the road beside the pier towards the town, there are a lot of debris scattered on the road, and you can still feel the embarrassment of the people on the island when they fled.

"Zhu Jue, there seems to be someone in front of you on your left."

Wu Tong reminded in the earphones, Zhu Jue looked in the direction he pointed out, and sure enough, someone was walking on the roadside holding an umbrella.

Although he didn't know why there were still people so leisurely on this island, Zhu Jue decided to go up and ask about the situation.

But when he got closer, I still felt something was wrong.

The other party's posture is really weird.

Rainwater often falls diagonally due to the wind direction when it rains. At this time, the person holding the umbrella will naturally subconsciously lift the umbrella in the direction of the rainwater.

Zhu Jue could feel that the umbrella was blowing from behind him. He adjusted his hat, so he raised his collar early and pushed his hat back. However, when the man in front of him walked, the umbrella was facing forward. , the body shape is also slightly leaning forward, as if the rain and wind are coming.

Feeling of dissonance!

That's right, after Zhu Jue repeatedly confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his own feelings, he immediately understood that it was the other party's unreasonable actions that made him feel something was wrong.

He quickly ran up and directly pressed the passerby's shoulders.

It was an unshaven middle-aged man.

"Brother, isn't this place empty?"

Zhu Jue stopped his shoulder and asked in a very familiar manner.

"Not everyone likes to leave the sea. There are many like me."

The middle-aged man did not push Zhu Jue away. The expression on his face was dull and he continued to move forward.

"I see that your umbrella is of no use. Why don't you lend it to me?"

As he spoke, his hands were not slow, and he took the umbrella into his own hand. Zhu Jue took off his hat, shook off the rainwater accumulated on it, and looked at the middle-aged man through the rain curtain beside the umbrella. circulation.

He was not angry, as if whether he had this umbrella or not did not affect him. He kept walking forward, as if he already had a clear destination.

"Where are you going in town?"

Zhu Jue carried the weapon box and didn't do anything. He just followed him and asked as he walked.

"Drink. Eat meat."

"Not bad, count me in? I just came from outside and I'm very hungry now."

".good."

Glancing at Zhu Jue, the middle-aged man was silent for a while and replied.

The two of them just kept going, one was soaked in the rain, the other was holding an umbrella, and finally arrived in the town.

Zhu Jue's eyes wandered around. If it weren't for the overturned debris on the street and the dim neon signs, this would have looked like an ordinary island town. The tavern was just the same as Zhu Jue's in the old town of Yecheng. Not much different from a tavern.

Following the middle-aged man in, Zhu Jue noticed that unexpectedly there were many people sitting in the tavern. After a cursory glance, there were at least a dozen people, and most of them were engrossed in eating the meat on the table. Do not use a knife, fork or chopsticks, but grab it with your hands

Some people looked at Zhu Jue, not casually, but staring blankly.

"Zhu Jue, here"

Li Qinglian, who returned, reminded in her earphones that even she could tell something was wrong.

"It's okay. Everyone here is talented. I quite like it here."

Zhu Jue directly found a seat in the middle of the tavern and sat down. The middle-aged man sat next to him, knocked on the table, and motioned for the waiter to come and deliver the food.

Perhaps due to the weather and floods, there was a problem with the island's power supply. Not to mention that the entire tavern looked damp. The lighting used some old-fashioned steam generators that looked like they were dismantled from fishing boats, and they were placed on round wooden tables. In the center, a faint blue light reflected on everyone's faces.

This made everyone look a little gloomy.

It was raining harder and harder outside, and there was an occasional muffled sound of thunder amidst the patter of rain.

A plate of blood-red meat was placed in front of Zhu Jue. The owner of the tavern was a bloated fat man. He stood beside Zhu Jue silently, with the scales vaguely visible on the back of his hands exposed outside his sleeves.

"eat."

The deep voice sounded a bit eerie against the noisy background rain outside.

The man next to Zhu Jue buried his head in biting.

"Boss, does your meat stay cooked?"

Zhu Jue poked the piece of meat with chopsticks and looked up at the tavern owner.

The palm with black lines suddenly grabbed the piece of meat and was about to stuff it into Zhu Jue's mouth. The next second, he was directly held in place by another hand.

In the tavern, everyone stopped eating.

"I just want to ask, does your meat stay cooked? Why are you so angry?"

With the force of his palm, the hotel owner's wrist immediately made a creaking sound as his bones were overwhelmed.