"...Well, uh uh uh, I know how to take care of myself. My dad is right. Mom, you are really nagging."
Lu Xing quickly hung up the phone.
He turned around and ran back to the sofa, picked up the remote control and pressed it to continue playing the cartoon. The TV screen was distorted and suddenly the screen was filled with snowflakes.
Lu Xing quickly picked up the remote control he had just put down, changed the channel, Snowflake, continued changing, it was still Snowflake.
He tried turning off the TV and turning it on again, but the screen was still full of snowflakes.
With a straight face, Lu Xing jumped off the sofa glumly, went to the TV and hit it hard a few times. The screen flickered for a while, and finally turned into the cartoon from before. He was happy and ran back to the sofa to concentrate.
Looked up.
Ding dong~
Ding dong~
The doorbell rings.
After it rang several times, Lu Xing reluctantly took his eyes away from the TV, pressed pause again, then dropped the remote control and trotted to the entrance.
It seems like there is a very manic person outside.
Lu Xing panicked a little. He took a few steps back and accidentally knocked over the shoe cabinet, causing the porcelain pieces to burst.
Boom!!
Boom!
People outside had started to bang on the door, and the thick security door was shaking constantly.
Lu Xing hurriedly ran to the landline and wanted to call her mother.
Just after pressing a few numbers, he suddenly realized that he couldn't remember his mother's phone number.
The sound of banging on the door became louder and louder, and he was so anxious that he almost cried. It took him a while before he remembered to call the police. He remembered that the teacher said it was "885".
He quickly pressed the number.
On the other end of the phone, there was a series of sizzling electric sounds.
boom--
The door was smashed open.
Lu Xing was so frightened that he trembled all over, dropped the phone, ran back into the house, and locked the door.
Then he climbed into bed and huddled under the quilt, shivering.
clatter!
clatter!
clatter!...
The footsteps were heavy and getting closer.
Finally stopped outside the door.
Lu Xing trembled even more.
There was a sudden loud bang.
The door was kicked open violently.
The next moment, Lu Xing's quilt was lifted, and he screamed in fear. An iron hoop-like hand was grabbed at his throat, and his whole body was lifted up.
His feet were kicking in the air, and his eyes widened when he saw the people who invaded his home.
He was a super-muscular man nearly two meters tall and covered in sarcomas, just like Mr. Bodybuilder, the show my father loved to watch. The key was, that face was very similar to his.
It's like myself when I grow up.
Lu Xing punched the opponent's arm, which was thicker than his father's thigh, and shouted "let me go" without any difficulty in breathing.
The muscular man who looked very similar to him let out a cry of pain and let go of his hand.
Lu Xing fell back on the bed and immediately climbed out of bed, trying to escape.
But the other party grabbed the clothes and lifted them up directly.
Lu Xing continued to struggle in the air.
With a sizzle, his clothes were torn, and he was free again and ran outside quickly.
The muscular bodybuilder chased him out without saying a word.
Suddenly he met a pair of cold eyes.
He was obviously just a child under ten years old, but his eyes seemed to have experienced the indifference and cruelty of countless killings.
"......you're awake?"
The bodybuilder spoke and rubbed his arms. He had previously grabbed Lu Xing's forearm, which was now covered in bruises.
Fan Luo looked away from the other person and looked around. His eyes stopped for a moment on the TV screen full of snowflakes, and then returned to the bodybuilder: "When did you move your hands and feet?"
Mr. Bodybuilder: "On your way back to the Textile Manor."
"Oh, you know me very well?" Fan Luo nodded and continued to ask: "What is your purpose? Kill me?"
He just tested it and lost contact with the loom again.
The bodybuilder roared,
"No, I don't want to kill you. But I do know you very well."
"How well do you know?" Fan Luo sneered.
"At first, I thought I understood you completely. But now..." Mr. Bodybuilder cracked his neck, "The fact that you woke up is beyond my expectation. It seems that I don't know you well enough."
Fan Luo crossed his arms, "It seems that your ability is somewhat special. Does it require a comprehensive understanding of the target to be fully effective?"
The bodybuilder's face froze, "You are very smart, you can clear three games in a row, you are not an ordinary person." After that, he started walking towards Fan Luo.
"Is this a dream you created?"
Fan Luo stared at the other person motionless, calm and composed.
"This is not a dream, this is your spiritual world." The bodybuilder raised his fist and swung it hard at Fan Luo's little head, "I am your split secondary personality."
boom!
Fan Luo's head drooped slightly after being hit by the fist, and then he raised his head and looked at the opponent as if nothing had happened.
The bodybuilder looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, "In a battle of personalities, no ability can be used. How did you do it?"
"Then how did you get your current figure?" Fan Luo asked.
The bodybuilder didn't answer and punched Fan Luo several times.
Fan Luo still did not dodge, shaking his head slightly after being hammered:
"You can sneak into my spiritual world silently. My body didn't even send out a warning. Your ability is very special. Tell me and I won't kill you."
"Hahaha, how about you to kill me?" The bodybuilder made an afterimage, bang bang bang, as if he was punching a sandbag, but this sandbag seemed a bit too strong.
"If you know me, you should know that I am very interested in all extraordinary knowledge." Fan Luo was very patient.
"When I get your body, you will know what my abilities are."
Pa~
The bodybuilder's fist was blocked by a white and tender palm.
"Since you are in my spiritual world, whatever you can do, I can also do. The world without any extraordinary power should be your home field specially created for yourself. The set advantages are all yours. I still wake up.
It's a little late...but that's because you came late."
The bodybuilder looked more and more fierce.
Fan Luo talked to this extent and knew that the other party would not give up, so he gave up.
A beautiful pistol appeared out of thin air in Fan Luo's hand.
"..." The bodybuilder said in a hard voice, like he had eaten a fly that just flew out of a cesspool, "How did you do that?"
"You still don't know me well enough." Fan Luo gently pulled the hammer.
boom--
After one shot, the bodybuilder's upper body was torn apart by bullets, and the bullets penetrated the wall and flew to the sky.
...
Fan Luo slowly opened his eyes and found that the laughter and laughter on the truck were still there, the carriage flickered, and the textile manor was in front of him.
He suddenly looked at the sky, the fleeting vortex, and the pair of silver eyes that briefly met with it.