Chapter 511： Assassin's identity

"One person is drunk and drunk;

Drunk to make a pair of beautiful people;

Both eyes are alone;

I only ask him to return home;

Jiaojia, I lightly play the piano;

Yan play my purple bamboo forest............"

The sound of the rhythm of the microphone with a strong sense of rhythm sounded at this time, it seems so harsh;

A veteran audience, in the usual audience circle, worships the underlying audience. When you meet, the following audience will respect the fear of the "adult";

However, at this time, in this place, adults, suddenly become very worthless, and even some cheap, like the old newspapers in the wholesale market, according to the pound.

One by one, the seniors are dying, and they are like gods. They become the same as ordinary people at this time. Their identity, their status, and everything they have become extraordinarily cheap at this time.

Looking at the death of a person around me, the senior listener who is still alive is extremely stunned, because the dead people around him have the same status as themselves, and the feeling of sorrow and sorrow is so strong.

Because sarcoma kills people by the most primitive food, so every dead senior, the wounds are obvious, and even the whole body is smashed, just because the sarcomas still want to kill all the senior listeners first. Slowly enjoying the big meal, so I didn't treat the Western **** cockroaches and smashed them all.

The blood of the dead senior audience began to spread on the ground.

This was a very normal thing. The dead, the blood, and the senior audience present were too numb, but the blood, all of them showed a strange flow direction between the beards, and all flowed. Those who were thrown to the ground.

The flow rate of blood is very fast, not only is the senior listener not responding, even those sarcomas that are hunted by food and sensitive to space fluctuations, have no time to make the slightest reaction.

In an instant, the blood of those who died in the senior audience was completely absorbed by the dolls on the ground.

These dolls are all alive at this time, and the group opened their eyes!

The doll is a life-like props. However, compared with the oriental shadow play, the Western puppet can actually evoke a fear from the bottom of the heart.

It seems that they have life, as if they were putting them in a corner of the house, they are actually holding you back to them, while you are sleeping, watching you, watching you, their eyes, Paddle on you over and over again.

Therefore, in most normal households, there is very little such an ornament, because it will make people feel weird.

However, at this time, the dolls are collectively resurrected. They are no longer the kind of low-level illusion devices, and they are no longer disposables that can be discarded. In their deeper levels, there should be some kind of even a veteran audience. There is no way to detect the prohibition.

Yes,

If this prohibition must be activated by the blood of the senior audience at the level of life, it has already manifested its terrible.

More than twenty dolls floated in midair, and they seemed to have an invisible silk thread connected to each other, and a mysterious atmosphere was emanating.

Below,

Those sarcomas have stopped attacking the rest of the audience. They are too lazy to think because they are in their own world, and they are definitely one of the overlords. Just like Australian kangaroos, because in Australia, they have no natural enemies, so they can be worry-free. Living without fear, but if placed elsewhere, they may have been extinct or forced to evolve into something else.

This situation is similar to these sarcomas. In their world, there are no enemies that can be powerful enough to threaten their survival. The meaning of their existence, or their own life, is to devour. Besides, they do not need to think and think. It is considered to be a very uninteresting thing. Only in the group, the lowest level of the most unidentified sarcoma will be forced to start thinking to lead the rest of the sarcomas to eat. This is the work of slaves. .

This way and system is completely reversed from the human society and even the entire system of the earth's natural world.

However, not wanting to think, too lazy to think, does not mean that they are stupid, nor does it mean that they are stupid. In fact, a certain group can evolve to the top of a world's top sequence, which certainly proves the excellence of this group. They are actually I have evolved myself into something that may not be perfect but is enough to survive the level of survival in that world, and its own genes also illustrate their excellence.

Therefore, at this time, all the sarcomas have sensed a sense of crisis, a sense of crisis that made them suddenly start to panic.

Su Bai’s hand glared at the shirt youth. At this time, he could feel the shirt youth “the meat” shuddering.

“Is it very interesting?” Su Bai asked his face to the shirt youth, and asked softly, as the two sides just met, the shirt youth felt his chin when he reached the shoulder of Su Bai.

"I remember you said that the relationship between food and predators will last forever, but now, it seems a bit wrong. Or, do you think it is interesting now?"

The shirt youth didn’t have time to respond to Su Bai’s ridicule, because when more than twenty people started to spin in the air, they made a harsh murmur. The sarcomas below began to grow bigger and bigger and then bigger. But their skin is starting to become more and more transparent.

The sarcomas want to move, but they can't move. They can only stay in the same place and watch their bodies bulge like a balloon. A terrible wave of energy fluctuates.

"It’s going to explode! Go!"

There are about 30 seniors who have died, and there are about 60 others left. These people are also wounded on each body. They have resisted before, but everyone is very good, knowing that those who used to feel it for them. The useless dolls are motivated after absorbing the blood of the dead seniors. Now these dolls are the reminders of these terrible sarcomas!

However, once it exploded, this desolate and huge platform will certainly be flattened, and the sarcomas will not be able to move, and naturally there is no way to attack them. The position that led them to the exit port is also blocked. It was suddenly opened.

These veteran listeners naturally refused to stay here and were killed and buried with these disgusting things. They immediately took out their train tickets and ran to the train station to brush out the ticket.

This platform is located in two spaces with the Shanghai Railway Station outside, at least there are space cracks or space folding, so it is not necessary to worry that the explosion will affect the Shanghai Railway Station.

What's more, there are more than a dozen senior listeners who are not in a hurry to escape. Instead, they turn back and take some of the instruments and things that have died to the audience, and know that these sarcomas are in a state of explosion at any time.

This scene is regarded as the embodiment of the senior audience.

"I feel... I am so painful."

The voice of the shirt youth is constantly coming. He is very uncomfortable, because he has already been magnified. At this time, he is no longer a long-shaped sarcoma, but a huge hydrogen balloon.

"Do you still find it interesting?" Su Bai did not rush to leave, no hurry to escape, to be honest, he can live to the present, or rely on this shirt youth who want to imitate human beings. Without him, he must have been eaten.

It is now obvious that the means of broadcasting from the beginning have been fulfilled at this time. These terrible sarcomas, GG, are only a matter of time, but Su Bai feels that he should still talk to him a few words.

The mental model of mental patients is really difficult to understand, because their concept of interest goes beyond the normal mode of thinking.

Or, in fact, the shirt youth, in the sarcoma, is actually equivalent to a different kind, he is forced to think, but on the other hand he is actually actively imitating and learning humans, because he feels very interesting,

And interesting these two words,

Sometimes it is the most primitive subjective initiative driven by all interest concepts.

"You go..."... The eyes of the shirt youth are blurred, and even the voice is no longer clear. "Death... Actually... not at all interesting..."

"Man, boy, honestly, thank you." Su Bai patted the huge ball in front of him.

"Oh... you shot me... you dies... you die..."

Su Bai smiled and waved his hand and said goodbye, but after two steps, he stopped and took out all the cigarettes on his body, took out the lighter, ignited it all, and placed it vertically on the cigarette case.

Unfortunately, he still has no body, but he still can't smoke.

Taking out his own train ticket, Su Bai calmly and unhurriedly walked to the exit.

Because Su Bai’s experience this time is different from those who did not enter the train, so Bai Bai clearly, all of this is broadcast design, enough seniors are dead, their blood can activate dolls, people Even once activated, these sarcomas are also GG, but every senior person is a broadcast of Chinese cabbage. After the doll is enough to be activated, the broadcast should not be willing to let the seniors sacrifice.

This degree, this point,

Su Bai got it, Su Bai went from the train to the ticket gate, but also smashed some of the things that died to listen to the audience, all small things, but Su Bai did not dare to stay too much, because the broadcast does not mind It’s really easy to kill another one that is shameless.

When the whole person disappeared through the fence, Su Bai felt the huge explosions that came from behind him.

"Hey!"

Outbound,

There are a lot of passengers coming out from here, dragging the gifts with children, bustling,

For a time, it’s like a world.

Fat man and Jie Jie stood at the exit, and when Su Bai came out, the fat man ran almost excitedly and took a look at Su Bai’s chest.

"Hey, I’m so happy to hear that Gongzihai says you are not dead."

Su Bai nodded and pushed the three-pound baby to try to hug himself. At this time, the phone rang again, or the assassin’s cell phone.

Su Bai took out the phone and took a look. It was a text message.

"Master Wang Lin, I just heard about your death. I am very upset. Your teachings and goodness will always be remembered in my heart. Although the society does not recognize you, I know your greatness."

Even if the audience dies in the real world, they will be broadcast to arrange a death law that will not cause social fluctuations. His relatives and friends and all members of social relations will think that he is a normal death.

The text of this text message is actually a star's name, and I don't know if it is true or not.

However, immediately, Su Bai suddenly thought of something,

Wang Lin,

How is this name so familiar,

Su Bai recalled the appearance of the assassin's intensifier. It was a bit familiar and seemed to have seen it.

"Fat, who is Wang Lin?" Su Bai asked to the fat man.

"Oh, that qigong master, I have a lot of guys who have become sacred and star-studded. I just brushed Weibo when I was outside, and found that he just died of illness, and caused a lot of sensation and controversy."