C795 (1/2)

It is a scene of doomsday coming, full of suppressed human nature.

There are so many such people that the police department can't manage them, and the Japanese Prime Minister can't care about them. The most important thing is to stop the changes in the sky!

”That's it.” Blackwood stopped late.

Lin Nan looked in front of him. This is an apartment building. At the door stood a few calm people in black.

In this mess, they stand there like iron towers, so that those who want to take advantage of the opportunity to retreat.

Under the guidance of heimuchi, he took the elevator to the seventh floor and stopped in front of a door.

A room card was handed over, and ebony said with a smile, ”don't you go in and have a look?”

Lin Nan's movements are stiff, and she seems to have forgotten how to use the room card. Not long ago, he asked heimuchi, how is the little witch? Heimuchi did not answer, just said, let Lin Nan come. Just look at it for yourself.

In fact, he had already guessed the answer, but he didn't want to face it. Yesterday, he met the little witch. They sent messages to each other in the car. The little witch said that she likes Tokyo Taking a deep breath, Lin Nan pasted the card on the door and gently touched it. With a click, the door opened.

He went in.

There is no light inside. The light is dim. You can smell the lazy, comfortable and sleepy smell of the bedding just basked in the sun. Lin Nan's vision moves slowly, and finally stays on the tidy big bed.

The girl quietly closed her eyes, as if asleep.

Lin Nan didn't say a word. She walked over in silence and looked at the girl's face.

She didn't wear a wedding dress. She changed into a witch dress for sacrifice. Although she was also very beautiful, her face was as pale as paper, and her round cheeks were sunken.

Lin Nan opened her clothes and looked at her. The girl was bony and skinny. She lost dozens of pounds in a short day. If she held her in her arms, she would be as light as dandelion. As long as she let go, she would be blown away by the wind.

Surprisingly, Lin Nan didn't have much sadness in his heart.

It's just that: ah, so it is.

The feeling of powerlessness.

He didn't feel angry and couldn't shed any tears. In the end, he spent less than a month with the little witch. He just felt that he didn't want to do anything and wanted to find a place to sleep.

Lin Nan lazily pulled a bench and sat in front of the bed, holding her cheek in her hand, looking at the girl, as if she was still alive, just sleeping. He lit a cigarette and thought slowly. He was too tired to kill God.

It's also tiring to practice. Being an Immortal Emperor is not necessarily happier than a brick Porter, and the pure Yang body is not necessarily better than the healthy ordinary people. At least in ordinary people's world, his heterosexual friend will not be kidnapped by a group of gangsters and Soviet agents, and then sent to the ancient god's platform as a sacrifice.

”How did she die?” Lin Nan asked coldly.

Blackwood shrugged: ”as you can see, it's peaceful, just like sleeping.”

”Don't lie to me.” Lin Nan suddenly turned his head, eyes in the golden light, in the dark room, and suddenly lit up the sun.