Motel, carrying the soul of America.

I wandered at the door for a while, then stepped in, and the bright pink neon lights were emitting everywhere in the wet and dark air.

I was soaked all over, my clothes were bound and my penis was calm, and I was very uncomfortable now.

——

"Let's go, cross some semi-cold streets,

“The place where there is resting is chattering;

“There are restless night hotels

“…

"The streets are connected to the streets, it seems like a nasty controversy

"With sinister intentions

"To lead you to a major problem..."

No kidding, I really heard the voice of the woman I can't remember, and I really heard her say such a poem.

The smell of fate is like the smell of river water on my body now, making me feel a little sick.

When I stepped up the narrow, urgent and dirty staircase, I felt very uncomfortable.

Is it possible that Relic chip?

maybe.

These remind me of the fool's cards in my dreams.

It reminds me of "Holy Mountain".

If I were Jesus Christ in the new world and the new society.

I will die in the world after the door opens.

Seven days later, I was resurrected, with the purity of the newborn, and suffered in the glory of the old capital, because I suffered so many sins that I made me cry so sadly and beg for a way to live.

Now in this inferior night hotel, I walked step by step to room 204.

Stopped at the door and looked around. The corridor was so quiet. The footlights on both sides and the lamps on the ceiling formed a meaningful triangle. The silence of the silence could not illuminate the environment. The darkness was shyly waiting for my arrival.

Oh, I'm not comfortable.

There was Dexter in the door, and as long as you hand over the goods to him, the job will be over.

But is it really that simple? I'm afraid it won't.

I am a controlled doll, and my options are clearly visible to fate. If I can't find clues, the bitter fruit can make my teeth sour.

Don't open the door.

Don't open the door.

don't want……

I'm waiting here.

Now, should you turn around and leave and go to Evelyn Parker?

No, it's also an obvious choice.

What should I do now?

Hiding?

I found a prosthetic doctor and had a complete set of skin replacement surgery, genetic disguise. From then on, I no longer appeared in the name of V.

Good idea, good idea. I should turn around and leave.

However, at the entrance of this motel, I encountered a barrier again.

It can make me angry every time!

Because it is here, tell me clearly, "You are not real!"

This feeling makes me want to vomit.

But on the bright side, the world is meaningless. If I am really the protagonist in a script, then my life will inevitably be given a certain major mission - for example, breaking into the industry of Arakasaka and stealing a cutting-edge technology chip and then witnessing Lai Xuan killing his father and being chased, then escaping death and being killed by his own people. The stolen chip contains a soul with great powers. Later, after he got the chip, he helped him counterattacked and became the protagonist.

And I am probably a supporting role, a transport captain.

Oh, shit...

I want to vomit even more now.

Who can help me escape from here...

I returned to this door again.

Behind the door are Dexter and his horse-boy.

Knock on the door.

The maid opened the door, and he stopped me, looked around and saw that there were no suspicious people at both ends of the corridor, so he allowed me to enter.

The TV in the room was on, and it was true that the news was full of news about Kanbi Building.

I don't care, I just quietly terrified into the nervous system of the horseman and Dexter.

"Shh--don't talk."

Dexter became nervous when he heard this.

I said to him, "Look, I got the things and came to you too. Are you full of sincerity?"

The black fat man looked confused. In the drowsy room, his expression was like a burnt pancake swirling on a plate. To be honest, I couldn't see clearly what his facial features wanted to say.

But I have to take responsibility for my life.

Dexter Deshen, I now seriously doubt that you will betray me.

So, allow me, “…invite you to go first.”

How about it—

Electric sparks radiate, and the wall-mounted TV is short-circuited.

Dexter and the horseman both fell to the ground.

Look, things are just like that. It's very simple. I picked up the fat man's gun, shot him in the middle of his heart and forehead, and then shot him twice at the horseman who was throwing him on the ground: I still remember Jack's conversation with him, and he said he could knock Jack down, but now you can't beat my brother.

I turned around and went out.

The darkness of the corridor is so sweet, and the triangles are as bright as a grand invitation ceremony.

Before I lost consciousness, I felt the soreness on the back of my head, and then I heard the gunshots coming from behind me, and I fell to the ground, with a dumb foot lamp in front of me.

The darkness in the corridor is so cunning that it slowly seeps into my body from its pores, eroding my retina bit by bit, and I can't see the light in front of me.

Yes, who killed me?

In his sight, his fat legs appeared, and the man squatted down to see me.

Blood was constantly flowing out of the wound between the eyebrows, flowing along the man's brown and black skin, and he had no expression on his face.

I...he...

you.

No, I, I am V.

I am a human, I am a living creature. I am alive, I am not dead.

The senses are back little by little.

I fuck, fuck, I remembered that the last person who killed me was Deshen! He died and actually came back to life!

Some heavy object pressed against me, and the smell was so smelly around me.

I really vomited this time.

Grass, this is too smelly, where the hell are I?

Jack's voice: "Stand with me! I've seen you!"

The scrap refrigerator above my head was moved away, the sun shone down, Jack's big face appeared, and he pulled me out of the smelly garbage like a pile of dung. Oh, thank you so much, good brother.

"Jack, I miss you so much!"

"That's not a girl! Alas, don't cry."

Who the hell is crying? It’s my prosthetic eye that is broken and pressing down on the tear glands!

Jack hugged me and took me out of the garbage dump. He drove a RV. I saw at a glance that it was Lu Zongping's car. "Where is the man named Lu? I want to kiss him a big mouth!"

"Uh, Brother Ku is not sure where he went. It was Sasuke who gave me his car keys."

The driver's seat of the RV was Sasuke, the well-behaved and beautiful girl. There was also a man in the passenger seat. Damn it, Saburo's bodyguard, the birdman named Takemura! Why did he get together with Jack?

As soon as I got on the bus, many people greeted me. Okay, I took a tour group. Among the few I knew, there were Misty, Wolf Brother, Naruto, the blind old man in charge of the community school, the teacher Bian Ning who taught, and there were two other people I didn’t know, a blonde white man and a white woman with a warm temperament.
Chapter completed!