Chapter 1161-I ask, you answer
in the direction of Wang Shao's victims.the monster seemed to be more interested in the corpse and did not catch up, which made Lin Qiyi breathe a sigh of relief.he doesn't know what the monster is,..."hurt"
A hundred miles of fat is stupefied.
"haven't you noticed When he was walking, his left foot was a little difficult. He must have twisted it, and his arm was also a little stiff when he put his umbrella. Although he tried his best to hide it, he could see it at a glance. " Lin Qinight said slowly.
"is it possible that the road is too slippery and stumble in the rain"
". It's possible. "
Lin Qi was silent for a long time, but he stood up from under the eaves, held up a black umbrella and walked straight out of the door. "I'll go out and be back soon."
Lin Qi Night passed through the open iron gate, turned the corner of the alley, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it in nothingness, and a red-eyed shadow stood up from Rain Water and bowed slightly with one hand on his chest:
"the nurse's black pupil is at your service."
"I want to see all the pictures on this road in the past half an hour." Lin Qi Night said quietly.
the black pupil nodded, and the figure immediately turned into a dark shadow clinging to Lin Qinight's body. At the center of his eyebrow, a naked eye suddenly opened.
Red eyes overlay the picture they saw on Lin's retina, and the remnants of the past passed quickly in front of Lin's eyes like an inverted videotape.
the figure of old man Liu stepped back from the iron gate and disappeared all the way to the end of Rain Water.
Lin Qi, dressed in casual clothes and holding a black umbrella, walked calmly along the path in the rain with a faint glimmer of red eyes under the eaves of the umbrella.
finally, he saw several different figures in a corner of the two streets.
it was four or five ferocious middle-aged men in their early thirties, with tattoos or ferocious scars on their shoulders, striding with cigarettes toward the alley where the Hanshan orphanage is located.
as they walked, their lips opened and closed, as if they were saying something.
Black pupil voyeurs can only see the past, can not hear the sound, Lin Qi Night can only through their open and closed lips, simply speculate that their destination is the orphanage.
at this time, the old man Liu, carrying a full load of convenience bags, braved the rain to walk out of another street.
gangsters don't see old Liu, but old Liu sees them.
Old man Liu's face changed in an instant. He looked at Dongtan Lane not far away, and then looked at the back of the gangster who rushed to the orphanage, showing a look of anxiety.
he hardly hesitated. First, he carefully placed the convenience bag full of vegetables and meat under the stone pier by the side of the road, and then rushed out, shouting something, while running towards the thugs.
when those thugs heard the sound, they looked back and saw the old man Liu. They were stupefied at first, and then strode past with a sneer.
they grabbed old man Liu's collar and said something viciously. The latter held his head high stubbornly, then was punched into the muddy roadside field, and Rain Water poured on him, soaking him all over.
then the thugs swarmed up and punched and kicked old man Liu who was curled up on the ground for a long time before spitting twice and swearing away.
Old man Liu lay in the field for nearly a minute before he slowly got up.
he coughed in his old age, his hands trembled and slapped the mud off his body, hobbled to the edge of the stone pier, picked up the clean vegetables and meat, took a complicated look at the direction of their departure, sighed, and walked little by little towards the orphanage.
watching the back gradually disappear in the shadow of time, Lin Qi Ye grasped the palm of the umbrella handle and clenched it uncontrollably, and the bone joints of his fingers began to turn white.
Lin Qi Night took a deep breath and looked away from the direction where the old man Liu left. He looked at the road that the group of thugs left, and his eyes burst into cold.
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"Black pupil." Lin opened his mouth seven nights ago and said, "lead the way."
"Yes."
in the heavy rain, the figure, holding a black umbrella, disappeared on the deserted street like a ghost.
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"come on! Drink! "
"Gee, this weather is really in a bad mood."
"isn't it under such a heavy rain, there are still two debts to be collected in the evening." Damn it, I'm going with a knife tonight. If a punk doesn't pay back, I'll just give him a few knives! "
"those tens of thousands of people are all pennies. If we can get rid of that old man and a bunch of motherless kids, that's the real money!"
"indeed, Li's spending is really lavish, and this is more than ten votes for us to do at ordinary times."
"No, if you go to that orphanage tomorrow and make a scene, even if you use a knife, you will drive them away."
"come on, dry the wine first!"
under a shed made of plastic sheeting, five men are gathered around a low table, each holding a bottle of beer and drinking.
the torrential Rain Water hit the plastic sheeting and rolled down the slope to the ground, making a fine clatter. After showing off a whole bottle, a man with a scar on his face put it on the table and burped:
"Yes!" It's not that I brag, when I was young. Huh "
before he lost his voice, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a bit of a crowd around the small table. He looked up tipsy and glanced at the faces of all the people in turn.
one, two, three, four, five. six
Why are there six people
the scar man rubbed his eyes and his eyes fell on the sixth man around him.
it was a young man in his early twenties with a strange face. There was a black umbrella at his feet. Rain Water dripped to the ground along the bones of the umbrella. From the point of view of the halo, he had been sitting here for a long time.
scar man's pupils shrank suddenly, and most of the wine went down in an instant. He suddenly stood up and almost turned over the table full of wine bottles!
"who the ** are you!"
the scar man got up, and the others came to their senses and stared at the ghostly young man in front of them.
Lin sat quietly on a wooden bench for seven nights, with a long snow-white knife across his knee, his eyes as calm as a lake in autumn.
"I ask, you answer." He spoke faintly.
"Damn it, screw him!"
scar man, without saying a word, directly picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on Lin Qinight's head, his face fierce and overcast.
Ka--!
Lin Qi sat there without movement, but the long knife on his knee suddenly blurred and cut off the whole arm of scar man holding the wine bottle.
"Ah!"
screams of pain echoed under the shed.
dripping blood fell on the ground like a waterfall, and other thugs stared wide-eyed and completely silly. They looked at Lin Qinight sitting on the bench in horror, as if they were looking at a god of plague! The scene in front of
was completely beyond their understanding. One of the thugs raised his foot and tried to flee. The next moment the spatula flashed by, his foot was cut off, and the whole man staggered and fell to the ground, screaming mournfully.
Lin Qi Night sat at the messy low table, his eyes calmly sweeping across everyone's faces, repeating faintly:
"I ask, you answer." in darkness, defenseless, but constantly sinking, sinking, sinking with the currents around him.whenever he feels that he has fallen into the abyss of darkness, there is always a force to hang himsel...