Infernal Artist

One room.

The walls were covered with freshly brought wanted posters.

"Is it this one?"

"No, this wanted criminal is so ugly."

"Is that this?"

"No."

"Who is he? Why can't I find him after reading all the wanted lists?"

"Maybe the person who just died happened to be bumped into by us."

"Oh, I thought I could make a fortune, but I'm a newbie."

Several team members were discussing animatedly.

The team leader finally spoke:

"Forget it, I'll watch him, you go and finish today's picking task."

"Boss? Are you watching him personally?" one of the team members said in surprise.

"Yes, you have seen too little of the world. I'm worried that if he wakes up, you won't be able to handle it if something happens."

The captain moved a chair over, sat down in front of the bed, loaded the bullets one by one, put the gun across his legs, put two daggers on the armed belt on the outside of his thighs, and also touched a few grenades. Hang around the waist.

——He looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.

on the bed.

Liu Ping is still in a coma.

This boy——

Need such a big battle?

Several team members looked at him and then at the captain who looked resolute and courageous.

Maybe……

Maybe at this time, the captain really needs to calm down.

"Okay then, let's hurry up and complete today's picking task." The team members said.

"Go ahead." The captain waved his hand.

Several team members pushed the door open and went out.

The team leader sat on the chair and waited for a while.

It wasn't until the roar of the vehicles outside gradually faded away that he took out his lighter.

Snapped!

The flame lit a cigarette.

The captain's voice sounded:

"I'm so exhausted from picking and all that. How can I smoke and sleep here as comfortably as I want?"

He blew out the smoke ring, slumped down on the chair, crossed his legs, and hummed happily.

He had already put the gun on the ground.

after awhile.

There was an inexplicable noise in the room.

The captain had already smoked a cigarette and was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed, but was awakened by the movement.

He rubbed his eyes and stood up, looking around.

The boy on the bed was still unconscious.

Everything in the room was as usual.

Where did the noise come from?

He walked to the kitchen and took a look.

Tick ​​tock. Tick ​​tock.

The faucet is not closed tightly.

The captain smiled and shook his head, tightened the faucet, walked back to the bed, and sat down comfortably on the chair.

A voice suddenly sounded from beside him:

"Hello!"

The captain was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

——At some point, a man wearing a Greyhound mask appeared next to him.

The captain hurriedly picked up the gun on the ground and was about to scold him when he saw the man wearing the greyhound mask touching the gun.

The entire gun suddenly turned into parts, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The captain went to draw the dagger again, but this time his hand was directly held down and he couldn't even move.

"Don't panic, I'm here to thank you. After all, you have been watching over him."

The man in the greyhound mask said politely.

The captain came back to his senses and asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

The man stopped looking at him and just walked back and forth in the room against the wall. Then he came back to him and said:

"No need to ask any more questions. When he wakes up, you can make a request to him. Remember, he is the richest guy."

"Then now -" the captain couldn't help but said.

"Now you just stay here while I go do something first - I assure you, ordinary people can no longer enter this house. Only his friends can come in, so you just have to look after him here." ."

After the man wearing the Greyhound mask finished speaking, he took a step forward and suddenly disappeared.

The squad leader froze on the spot.

that person--

He walked into the void and disappeared in an instant!

Is this a ghost or what?

etc!

Isn’t this Eternal Night?

Although everyone is a ghost, I can't do such a thing at all!

He recalled what happened when the other party walked along the wall just now, and when he related what the other party said, he seemed to understand something in his heart.

He walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out.

The outside is empty.

——There is no camp, no village, no trees and mechas, no people, just endless blankness.

The cold sweat on the captain's back was running down to his waistband.

He took a few steps back, staggered back to his chair, lit a cigarette shakily, took a few deep puffs, and murmured absently:

"Calm down, Lao Yang, you are the captain and someone who has seen big scenes."

After taking several puffs of cigarette, the captain finally recovered.

——The man said that he could make a request.

In other words, guarding this boy by himself is actually a good thing for him.

no need to worry.

Yes.

That's it.

But many vicious guys will deliberately act friendly before killing someone, in order to make the other person put down their guard.

When he thought of this, the captain felt his stomach churn, and his whole body seemed to tighten.

Buzz-buzz-

Another burst of inexplicable movement occurred in the room.

——An unidentifiable sound came from somewhere.

The captain sat stiffly in his chair, finished his cigarette, and lit another one. Just after taking two puffs, the sound suddenly became louder, so that he could no longer pretend not to hear it.

The captain gradually could no longer sit still.

There was real movement in the room, there was no doubt about it.

The captain stood up and walked around twice, looking at the kitchen and toilet, and even the roof beams.

But the source of that movement has never been found.

The captain walked back while wiping his sweat and sat down on the chair again.

"I should complete the picking task - I swear, next time, I will take the lead in the work."

"If I can't do it, let my head be chopped off with a knife."

As soon as he finished speaking, the void suddenly moved.

A flash of bronze light fell on the open space in front of him, making a crisp sound.

a knife!

Sure enough, a knife came!

The bronze knife was stably inserted in front of him. It seemed that the handle was still shaking because of the fierce force.

——Looks like he’s coming to kill him.

The captain was so scared that he almost peed.

But before he could do anything, he heard a "swish" sound in the air.

A bloody long knife came through the void, gently pierced the knife, and lined up with it.

"Brother Dao!"

The captain slid down from the chair softly, knelt on the ground, and saluted repeatedly, "Two knife brothers, what I'm talking about is next time, I will definitely pick it next time - besides, you don't need two knives to kill me, right? One handle is enough!"

The two long knives gradually stopped swinging, and there was no more movement.

The captain didn't know whether to continue kneeling or stand up.

For safety reasons, he simply continued to kneel.

The room fell silent again.

The difference is that this time, the captain is not so comfortable and comfortable.

Time passes slowly.

Somehow the kitchen faucet started ticking again.

The captain knelt on the ground and peeked at the two knives.

The knife doesn't move.

He hesitated for a moment and was about to get up when he suddenly heard a female voice coming from the window:

"It's strange, you're kneeling fine, why do you have to stand up again?"

The captain was stunned and slowly turned his head to look.

A snow-white cat was holding a card book in its mouth. It had just rushed into the house and was using its long tail to fiddle with the lock of the window.

Click!

The window is closed.

The white cat still tilted his head, looking at him curiously, as if waiting for an answer.

There was silence in the room.

The captain knelt down again, forced a smile on his face and said: "I will continue to kneel, continue to kneel."

"But why do you want to kneel on his knife?" White Cat continued to ask.

The captain took a deep breath and did not dare to say that he was lazy and did not pick. He just said: "I hope——this boy will get better soon."

——God knows where this cat came from, but he can never tell the truth.

What if it really wants to kill itself with a knife on a whim?

The white cat finally came to his senses.

"Ah, yes."

It hurried forward and immediately landed on the edge of the bed. It placed the stuck book in its mouth on the bedside and patted it with its paws.

The card book opened immediately.

A stunning woman wearing colorful feathers flew out and landed in the center of the room in an instant.

I saw her holding a long sword, her eyes lowered, looking solemn, and shouted in a low voice:

"Sword array, protect!"

The majestic sword energy emanated from her body, condensed into a sword shadow out of thin air, and disappeared into the void.

Another beautiful woman quietly appeared and sat in front of the bed.

She raised her slender fingers, lightly tapped the boy's forehead, closed her eyes and said, "It's okay... he's just unconscious..."

A harmonious and warm light bloomed from her body, making the whole room feel as warm as spring.

The captain was stunned.

Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.

The captain turned around and saw another blonde woman standing next to him.

This woman looks exactly like the woman sitting on the bed.

"How did you find him? Don't lie, otherwise the consequences will not be good." The woman asked softly.

The captain's heart trembled inexplicably, and he quickly told the truth, even the man wearing the Greyhound mask just now said it.

Several people in the room listened silently.

"Greyhound? He is a comrade in the same team as him. I know this person." said the beautiful woman sitting on the bedside.

"It seems safe." The woman holding the sword said.

As soon as she said these words, the solemn atmosphere in the room disappeared.

"Don't kneel down. His sword doesn't kill people casually." The woman patted the captain on the shoulder again.

"Okay, okay." The captain smiled apologetically and stood up slowly. He didn't know where to stand, with a look of confusion on his face.

The woman sitting on the bed said warmly: "It's okay, don't worry, you saved him, just like Greyhound said, he will be rewarded later."

"Thank you, thank you so much - by the way, do you want some tea? I'll go to the kitchen to boil water." said the captain.

He quickly got into the kitchen and breathed out slowly.

——The aura of these people was so terrifying. Just standing in front of them, I couldn't help but want to worship them.

——What kind of existence are these?

Boil water, boil water, don't think about it.

The captain muttered silently, picked up the kettle and started filling it with water.

in the room.

The white cat jumped on the pillow and sniffed the boy's face.

When it found that the three women were looking at it, it seemed a little embarrassed.

"When will he wake up?"

The white cat said, going to sniff the boy again.

The woman sitting next to him picked him up by the neck, dragged him off the pillow and said, "I'm infusing him with spiritual power, so don't make trouble here."

She held the struggling cat in one hand, and the other hand emitted a blazing holy light, slowly injecting it into the boy's eyebrows.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The boy didn't wake up.

The door rang.

——Someone knocked on the door outside.

"Who?" The woman holding the sword blocked the bed and asked.

"Old friend."

A childish voice sounded outside the door.