In the suburbs of Luocheng, there is a three-story single-family villa located deep in the dense forest. There is no other house within a few kilometers.
There is also a quiet small lake next to the house, with a wooden boat floating on it that can carry three or four people.
The scenery here is extremely pleasant. It is an idle vacation villa of a rich man. Since no one lives in it, it will be rented out for short periods of time to other people who want to experience forest life and enjoy secluded areas.
What really attracted Randy was not the pleasant scenery.
Rather, the original owner had a certain degree of literary and artistic hobbies. There was a rather spacious study room in the villa, stocked with various classics, a piano, and an old-fashioned record player.
The space is large enough to even carry out some work.
"Is it a three-month lease? Here are the leasing procedures. You can confirm it before signing."
The real estate consultant reminded Randy and presented the agreement bound on A4 paper with both hands.
Randy took out double the rent amount from the suitcase, a total of thirty thousand yuan.
"Don't bother, I can't even stay for three months."
Randy looked at his watch. It was time to get to work.
The real estate consultant happily accepted it. No one lived in this house anyway. Even if some criminals wanted to use it to make drugs, he could stay out of it. It would be better this way, as he could directly pocket 30,000 yuan.
Randy took a deep sniff.
"Are you having some bad idea?"
His tone was hoarse, and he opened the inside of his suit, which was filled with various tools like a person selling banned CDs.
Dagger, tweezers, scissors, scalpel, small saw, small pliers...
The real estate consultant's face was stiff, and he subconsciously felt something was wrong and wanted to run away.
Fear causes the brain to secrete transmitters.
This strong fragrance attracts predators.
"You're shaking."
"I smell..."
Randy opened the poetry collection and turned to a section that he liked more.
"This sweet aroma."
“What a paranoid gambler is to gambling.”
"What a drunkard is to his bottle."
"Like maggots to a corpse."
Guilt flooded Randy's face, just like the regret a cowardly man feels after every time he hires a prostitute.
The man ran wildly with trembling legs, stumbling and running a hundred meters away, constantly crushing the fallen leaves on the ground, making a messy rustling sound.
Randy felt even more guilty. He was really guilty and would murder innocent lives for his own selfish desires.
It's so painful, and this feeling of guilt is so frustrating.
The next paragraph in the collection of poems is.
I beg for a sword.
Win my freedom.
I beg for insidious poison.
Help my cowardice.
Randy's hand spread out a bunch of extremely sharp wire blades. They were intertwined and gathered together, rushing towards the running man. As fast as lightning, they entangled him in an instant and dug into his flesh. They were sharp and cold. The metal pierced his skin and proliferated wildly in the fat layer.
at last.
Click, click, click...
The tearing shatter turned into a ball of blood mist.
"But poison and sword spoke contemptuously to me."
"You do not deserve to be freed from damned slavery."
Randy closed the book and murmured. The physical and mental enrichment made him relax, and the pain was filling the hole in his heart. This was really a kind of... sensory intoxication.
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the next day,
On a farm on the outskirts of Los Angeles, inside a warehouse where crops are piled.
"The database has not been updated recently, and new tasks have not been issued. I don't know how long we will stay here."
This is an official agent of the 11th Section of the Countermeasures Bureau, complaining to his female partner.
"Isn't this better? You don't have to fight sct."
The pretty woman said.
Due to the low level during the level evaluation, he was rated as D-level. Although he has a certain combat power, he is still relatively reluctant to fight head-on.
Therefore, they are responsible for stationing at the edge of Luo City. When infected people escape, they can contain them and eliminate them.
There were fine raindrops outside the farm, accompanied by a few thunders, and soon turned into a heavy rain.
The lush pastures and gloomy sky have a sense of isolation and beauty.
A long-term relationship, including shared circumstances.
Whether it's Latent Syndrome, harsh countermeasures, or dangerous SCT.
This is all so crazy.
"Yes, I really hope it can continue like this."
the man said.
"You think so too."
The woman responded subconsciously.
All this is so crazy, and both parties are in their golden years. Looking at each other, it can be seen that they have already been secretly in love.
It seems that the atmosphere is already a little subtle.
The luster reflected from the dark red lenses has already enveloped this place.
After Randy witnessed all this, he slowly walked into the warehouse door, closed the open umbrella, and there were some rain stains on his leather shoes and trousers.
"I'm sorry to disturb the sweet relationship between you two, but there are too many people queuing up. I deeply regret it."
Randy hung the umbrella on the hook and straightened his tie.
The two men immediately became alert, and a pistol loaded with special ammunition was pointed at Randy's head.
"Who are you?"
An extremely ominous premonition sprouted deep in the hearts of the two of them. In such a remote place, it was definitely not just people who came to take shelter from the rain. The target was the two of them.
"I advise against this."
Randy made a pistol gesture towards himself, signaling for them to put down the gun.
How to be so calm when pointed at a gun... then there is only one possibility, this person is a killer from SCT.
Bang……
The man fired first.
The bullet accurately hit Randy's forehead, sinking in and burning with blue flames.
As expected, it is an infected person. Only patients with latent syndrome can have this kind of flame through a chemical reaction with bullets.
"What a shame."
Randy wiped his forehead with his finger, and the blue flame disappeared instantly.
"How is this possible?"
The woman began to panic.
Click!
More than ten meters away, a steel spike penetrated directly into the man's abdomen, broke out from his back, and then picked him up.
"Run! Beth..."
He began to vomit a large amount of blood from his mouth. It was such a terrifying phenomenon that it was hard to imagine how deep he could dive. Knowing that he was outmatched, he had to try his best to hold him back.
But the woman did not run away, and continued to shoot Randy with the gun. All the bullets hit him until the magazine was empty.
However, Randy was unscathed, and the blue flame just showed a little spark and then extinguished instantly.
The man endured the injury and summoned strength from the different space. The corrosive liquid spread out crazily and rolled towards Randy like a wave.
But it is useless under overwhelming force.
Kaka!
Two more steel spikes pierced the man, and his vision instantly weakened, requiring more strength to recover from his injuries.
"Brian..."
The woman couldn't bear to watch him die like this.
This is so touching.
This made Randy feel guilty. This sincere feeling could withstand the test of life and death.
Randy decided to let them go.
"Have you heard the story of Orpheus?"
"His wife, the fairy Oonidis, was bitten by a poisonous snake and died at the wedding banquet with him. The infatuated Orpheus rushed into the underworld and impressed Pluto with his music, and Oonidis regained life.
."
"But Pluto warned him not to look back before leaving the underworld."
"At the end of his journey to the underworld, Orpheus couldn't control the love in his heart and turned around to make sure his wife was following him."
"But it caused Eunidis to fall into the abyss."
After Randy said that, he hugged the woman over, took out a dagger from his arms, and pressed it against her beautiful face.
"In the next minute, I'm going to hurt her, but she's not going to die."
"And you just have to stay calm and you'll both survive."
"It's very simple."
"I do what I say."
Randy's tone was serious.
The woman nodded to the impaled man. She had no other choice but to do this.
The man didn't speak. His injuries no longer allowed him to take any action. He just stared at Randy with an extremely gloomy look.
"I assume you agree."
Immediately afterwards, Randy slashed the woman's face with a dagger, cutting bloody marks on her hands and legs.
The man's ten fingers were trembling furiously, his whole body muscles were convulsing, and the anger in his eyes was about to overflow, but he held it back, gritting his teeth desperately, all his facial muscles tensed, and kept calm with great difficulty.
Randy looked at his watch. It had been forty seconds.
The woman also bravely closed her eyes and remained silent even though the severe pain tortured her body and mind.
Immediately afterwards, Randy went back on his promise, grabbed the woman's neck, and cut her hard with a dagger.
Pat click…
Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the woman suddenly had difficulty breathing.
"Kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
The man roared at the top of his lungs and struggled to free himself from the steel spikes. His abdomen was a mess of blood and flesh.
"What a misfortune."
"You failed."
Randy spread out his hand and pinched the woman's hand. It turned out that the cut he had just made was his own palm, which was so deep that he could see the bone.
"What a pity..."
Randy was a little disappointed.
The man fell into ultimate despair and his eyes dimmed.
Now Randy got real.
Use the dagger to swipe hard, pull it hard on the snow-white neck, cut the throat, and cut away all hope of the two people.
