Han Fei, who he regarded as his only support, began to choose masks and "weapons". Now Shen Luo is called to the sky and the earth, lonely and helpless.
"When watching this kind of performance, it's best to wear a mask to cover your distorted and excited expression." Han Fei handed a clown Xisheng mask to Shen Luo. He specially selected a more distinctive mask and waited for him to enter. After that, if there is a conflict, Shen Luo will not be accidentally injured.
"I'm sorry to shoot you." As soon as he came out of the ghost cave, he fell into the devil's trap again. Shen Luo took over the face. He shouted and counted the results. He checked another protective suit and put it on.
"You two are so slow. If you continue to ink for a while, the performance will be over." The parrot man urged impatiently. From his words, you can hear the contempt for Han Fei and Shen Luo, as if a top gourmet saw the third one. A redneck who once entered a fancy restaurant.
"It will be ready soon." Shen Luo dug through a pile of "murder weapons" for a long time, and finally took out a long saw that looked very fierce.
"You really know how to enjoy it." Parrot glanced at the saw in Shen Luo's hand, and motioned for the two of them to take out their mobile phones to display the messages. After seeing their "garbled codes", he pushed open a secret door behind the counter. .led the two of them underground.
Different from the dilapidation on the ground, the underground construction is extremely luxurious, like a Colosseum that was dedicated to serving the nobles a long time ago. The walls are clean, not to mention blood stains, and there is not even a trace of dust. This is not what Han Fei had imagined before. The murder club is completely different. There is no smell of blood in the air, only a rich and rich aroma of wine.
The three of them went down the stairs, passed through a long corridor, and entered the first hall.
"You are still in the inspection stage and are not considered official members of the club. You can only sit in the back three rows. However, there are very few people today, so I will break the rule for you. You can sit wherever you want." The parrot man waved, and there was a man in the corner of the hall. The waitress came over with a tray.
Different from the bunny girl receptionist Shen Luo imagined, this waitress's face was covered by a black mask, and the clothes she wore seemed to be sewn onto her flesh. "Is this a smart butler?" Shen Luo felt that the other party was connected to his own intelligence. Just like a butler. He looks like a human, but in fact he is just a body.
"No, she is a human being, a living person like you and me." The parrot man was very satisfied with Shen Luo's reaction: "When you become a formal member of the club, you can do whatever you want to her, but I still want to Let me remind you, there is a price to pay for everything you do here."
The parrot man stared at the waiter unscrupulously: "She also wanted to join the club, but unfortunately she failed the review. Then she made a wrong choice, which led to her becoming like this."
"Has she ever killed anyone?" Shen Luo originally sympathized with the other party, but now he only felt fear in his heart.
"More men have died in her hands than the women who have held hands with you." The parrot man laughed sinisterly. "It turns out she hasn't killed anyone yet." Shen Luo replied honestly and interrupted. He heard the parrot man's harsh laughter. The waitress didn't care about the surrounding sounds at all. She placed the tray in front of Han Fei, with only a glass of wine on it.
"Your work is inferior. It is full of anger as a whole. It is completely cathartic and has no sense of beauty at all. It is only worth this glass of wine." The parrot man originally wanted to chat with Han Fei for a while, but he wore a Metal Ring suddenly said: "Why are there senior members here at this time?" He completely ignored Han Fei and Shen Luo and ran out of Hall No. 1 quickly.
After the waiter and the parrot man had gone away, Shen Luo asked Han Fei nervously: "Are you crazy? What are you doing in a place like this!"
"Aren't you here? I've already said that the performance here is very explicit, and you clearly had an expectant expression on your face at that time." Han Fei found a seat closer to the passage and sat down.
"Why are you still sitting down?! You really want to watch the show here!" It was the first time for Shen Luo to experience such a thing. He felt that now was the best time to escape. Unfortunately, the car keys were with Han Fei, and he himself I don’t have the confidence to go out on my own.
"If their performance is to kill people, we can save a few more people here." Han Fei stroked the blade of the knife. He was so familiar with the knife that he felt at ease holding it. "Then if you want to save people, don't bring it with you." Me! I'm a burden!" Shen Luo wore a half-mask, and his voice broke in such anxiety. "Hush, someone is coming."
After a while, the parrot man led a man and woman into the hall. The two were inseparable and looked very loving, just like a young couple in love who came to the cinema for a date. The woman had a good figure and wore a lion mask on her face; the man He is burly and wearing a penguin mask.
What's more noteworthy is that neither of them wore protective clothing or took any weapons. They just packed a few fresh-keeping bags. With senior members present, Shen Luo immediately stopped talking. This was not because he had stage fright. In this place, he was too talkative. It's really going to kill people.
"This couple works out regularly, and their muscles are well-proportioned and beautiful. They are specially trained. They also take good care of their bodies. Their clothes look simple, but in fact they are big brands that are difficult for ordinary people to buy. It seems that they are members of this murderous club. Much richer than the students in Sunday night school."
The two organizations cater to different groups, and Han Fei is not yet sure whether the masterminds behind the two organizations are the same person. After the senior members arrived, the parrot man behaved completely differently from before, running back and forth, constantly urging the backstage. Just After only three minutes, the curtain in the center of the hall was opened, and a simple stage appeared in the middle of the hall. "The performance has begun."
The lights dimmed, the doors on both sides of the stage were opened, and a woman in a black dress came out dragging a heavy suitcase. The woman was wearing a mask of death. She opened the suitcase, and inside was a thin, sleepy man. With the help of the waiter, the woman fixed it on the stage.
Shen Luo, who couldn't stand it anymore, wanted to cover his eyes, but Han Fei stopped him.
After the man was fixed, the woman dragged out a white suitcase, inside which was a complete sheepskin, from the hollowed-out sheep's head to the soft sheep's tail, everything was preserved." This work. It’s called ‘Lamb’.”
"There are two lambs lying on the stage, one is the body and the other is the soul. One was born in the pasture and was later sold to the butcher; the other was raised in a city called Wisdom and was later sold to the butcher.
"Since they were born, they have always respected the rules set by their owners. Living in the fence, they have never seen the dangers outside the fence. In their carefree life, their lives are like this pure white fur. Soft, they are the perfect victim."
The woman wearing a death mask told the audience her idea. After speaking, she opened the cabinet next to the stage, which contained various props. "I will sew the soul and body of the lamb together and make them by myself." The purest form of death."
Women love to be clean, and their movements are very elegant. The process of selecting tools is like a ritual master checking some kind of ritual.
After selecting the appropriate tool, the woman walked back to the center of the stage and injected an injection into the man's body. The man slowly woke up from his deep sleep and stared at everything around him in horror.
The man and woman in the audience finally became interested at this time. The victim would be completely awake and watch helplessly as he was stuffed bit by bit under the lamb's fur, and his body would become more and more "thin" and pure white.
The lamb will "grow up" little by little.
The man wanted to scream, but his throat was tampered with in advance, so he could only struggle helplessly.
The screams were not heard, and the audience was a little dissatisfied, but the woman wearing the death mask didn't care and still followed her own ideas. She carefully planned the man's body and drew lines on the skin, as if carving a piece of it.
Expensive jade material.
The woman's various actions reminded Han Fei of a hidden profession in the deep world - Death Designer. He had obtained the minimum qualification for changing jobs in this profession.
"I originally thought that those guys in the deep world were perverted enough, but reality gave me a heavy blow. Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with opening both sides of the black box. There is garbage in both worlds that needs to be cleaned up.
Han Fei was ready to take action. If he didn't take action, the unhappy man on the stage would be dismembered. "Can you interrupt me first?" Shen Han Fei stood up while holding the wine glass.
Shen Luo stood by and gave him a wink, telling him not to stand up, but Han Fei seemed to be invisible.
"It's rude to interrupt others. You'd better give me a reason." The woman wearing the death mask was a little unhappy. The sharp knife in her hand was almost touching the man's neck.
"Sheep are sheep and people are people. No matter how much they are confused, they are still different species. If you talk so much, you are just trying to find an excuse for yourself to kill someone, and it is also a very low-level and childish excuse." Han Fei walked towards the stage holding a wine glass.
Go: "There is nothing interesting about turning people into sheep. What I look forward to more is the difference between people. For example, you and this victim are both human, but I feel that your souls should have completely different shapes."
I really want to cut open your brains and see the difference between you." 1 The woman holding a knife stood next to the thin man. The mask covered her face, and Han Fei could only see her cold eyes.
.That is a very special look, I feel like I have been disappointed with everything. "You... want to kill me?" The woman's pupils gradually narrowed.
"I'm not killing you, I just want to complete my work." Han Fei took out a short knife. No longer trying to hide it: "The name of this work is "The Butcher of Dawn."