purgatory artist

Chapter 527 Qi Zhi Eternal Night
a room.

The wanted warrants just brought are plastered all over the wall.

"Is it this one?"

"No, this wanted criminal is so ugly."

"Is that this?"

"Not at all."

"Who is he? Why can't I find him after reading all the wanted lists?"

"Maybe the person who just died happened to be met by us."

"Oh, I thought I could make a fortune, but I'm a newcomer."

Several team members were discussing enthusiastically.

The captain of the team finally spoke:

"Forget it, I'll watch him, you go and finish today's picking task."

"Boss? Are you looking at him yourself?" a team member asked in surprise.

"Yes, you have seen too little of the world, I am worried that if he wakes up, if something happens, you will not be able to handle it."

The captain moved over a chair, sat down in front of the bed, loaded the bullets one by one, put the gun across his lap, put two daggers on the armed belt on the outside of his thigh, and touched a few grenades hung around the waist.

——He looked like he was facing a big enemy.

Bed.

Liu Ping was still in a coma.

This boy—

Need such a big battle?
Several team members glanced at him, and then at the resolute and courageous captain.

Maybe……

Maybe at a time like this, the captain really needs to take care of the place.

"Okay then, let's hurry up and finish today's picking task." The team members said.

"Go." The captain waved his hand.

Several team members pushed the door and went out.

The captain sat on the chair and waited for a while.

He didn't take out the lighter until the roar of the vehicles outside gradually faded away.

Snapped!
A flame lit a cigarette.

The captain's voice sounded:
"I'm so exhausted from picking, I don't feel comfortable smoking and sleeping here."

He exhaled smoke rings, slumped on the chair, crossed his legs, and hummed comfortably.

The gun had already been put on the ground by him.

after awhile.

There was an inexplicable noise in the room.

The captain had already smoked a cigarette and was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed, but was awakened by this movement.

He stood up rubbing his eyes and looked around.

The boy on the bed was still unconscious.

Everything was business as usual in the room.

Where did the movement come from?

He went to the kitchen and took a look.

tick.tick.

The faucet was not turned off tightly.

The captain smiled and shook his head, tightened the tap, walked back to the bed, and sat down comfortably on the chair.

A voice suddenly sounded from beside him:
"Hello there!"

The captain trembled with fright, Hun'er almost jumped up.

——At some point, a person wearing a greyhound mask appeared beside him.

The captain hurriedly picked up the gun on the ground, and was about to reprimand him when he saw the man in the greyhound mask touching the gun.

The whole gun suddenly turned into parts, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The captain wanted to draw the dagger again, but this time his hand was directly held down, and he couldn't even move it.

"Don't panic, I'm here to thank you, after all, you have been guarding him."

The man in the greyhound mask is polite.

The captain came back and asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

The man stopped looking at him, but walked back and forth in the room against the wall, and then came to him again and said:

"Don't ask too much, after he wakes up, you can make a request to him, remember, he is the richest guy."

"Then now—" the captain couldn't help but said.

"Now you just stay here, I'll do something first - I assure you, ordinary people can no longer enter this house, only his friends can come in, so you just need to take care of him here .”

After the person wearing the greyhound mask finished speaking, he took a step forward and disappeared suddenly.

The captain froze in place.

that person--

He walked into the void, and in a flash he was gone!

Is this a ghost or what?
and many more!

Isn't this forever night?
Although everyone is a ghost, I can't do such a thing at all!

He recalled what happened when the other party walked along the wall just now, and then contacted the other party's words, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

He went to the window, opened the curtain and looked out.

The outside is blank.

——There are no camps, no villages, no trees and mechas, no people, only endless blank spaces.

The cold sweat on the captain's back was about to flow into the waistband of his trousers.

He took a few steps back, staggered and sat back on the chair, lit a cigarette tremblingly, took a few deep breaths, and murmured in a daze:

"Calm down, Lao Yang, you are the captain, someone who has seen big scenes."

After several puffs of cigarettes in a row, the captain finally recovered.

——That person said, he can make a request.

In other words, it is actually a good thing for me to guard this boy.

no need to worry.

Yes.

That's it.

But many vicious guys will deliberately behave friendly before killing people, this is to make the other party let down their guard.

Thinking of this, the captain felt his stomach churn, and his whole body seemed to tense up.

hum- hum-

Another inexplicable movement occurred in the room.

——An unidentifiable sound came from nowhere.

The captain sat stiffly on the chair, smoked out the cigarette, lit another one, and just took two puffs, the movement suddenly became louder, so that he could no longer pretend not to hear.

Gradually the captain could no longer sit still.

There was real movement in the room, there was no doubt about it.

The captain stood up and walked around twice, checking the kitchen and toilets, and even the roof beams.

But the source of that movement was never found.

The captain walked back while wiping his sweat, and sat down on the chair again.

"I should complete the picking task—I swear, next time, I will take the lead in doing the work."

"If I can't, let my head be cut off with a knife."

As soon as he finished speaking, the void suddenly moved.

I saw a bronze-colored sharp light flying down on the open space in front of him, making a crisp sound of "Duo".

a knife!

Sure enough, a knife came!

The bronze knife was stably inserted in front of him, and it seemed that the handle was still shaking because of the force of the attack.

——It looked as if he was coming to kill him.

The captain was so scared that he almost peed.

But before he could do anything, he heard a "swish" sound in the air.

A blood-colored long knife pierced through the void, and gently stuck beside the knife, paralleling it.

"Brother Knife!"

The captain slid down from the chair softly, knelt on the ground, and saluted again and again, "Brother Dao, I'm talking about the next time, next time I will definitely pick it—besides, I don't need two knives to kill me, right? One handle is enough!"

The two long knives gradually stopped swinging, and there was no more movement.

The captain didn't know whether to continue kneeling or stand up.

For the sake of safety, he simply continued to kneel.

The room was silent again.

The difference is that this time, the captain is not so comfortable and at ease.

Time passed slowly.

Somehow, the kitchen faucet started ticking again.

The captain knelt on the ground and peeked at the two knives.

The knife does not move.

He hesitated for a moment, and was about to get up when he heard a female voice from the window:
"Strange, you kneeled well, why did you stand up again?"

The captain was stunned, and slowly turned his head to look.

A snow-white cat with a card book in its mouth has just rushed into the house and is using its long tail to fiddle with the lock of the window.

Click!

Window closed.

The white cat still tilted its head, looking at him curiously, as if waiting for an answer.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The captain knelt down again, with a smile on his face and said: "I will continue to kneel, continue to kneel."

"But why kneel down to his knife?" the white cat continued to ask.

The captain took a deep breath, and didn't dare to say that he was lazy and didn't go picking, but said: "I hope——this boy will get better soon."

——God knows what the origin of this cat is, absolutely can't tell the truth.

What if it really wants to kill itself with a knife on a whim?
The white cat finally came to his senses.

"Ah, yes."

It rushed forward in a hurry, and immediately landed on the edge of the bed, put the card book in its mouth on the bedside, and patted it with its paws.

The card book opened immediately.

A stunning woman in neon clothes and feathers flew out and landed in the middle of the room in an instant.

I saw her holding a long sword, lowering her eyes, looking chilled out, and said in a low voice:

"Sword array, guard!"

The majestic sword energy emanated from her body, condensed into a sword shadow out of thin air, and disappeared in the void.

Another beautiful woman quietly appeared, sitting in front of the bed.

She raised her slender fingers, tapped lightly on the boy's forehead, closed her eyes and said, "It's okay...he's just unconscious..."

A gentle and warm light bloomed from her body, making the whole room feel as warm as spring.

The captain was a little dumbfounded.

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

The captain turned his head and saw another blonde woman standing beside him.

This woman looks exactly like the woman sitting on the bed.

"How did you find him? Don't lie, or it will end badly." The woman asked softly.

The captain's heart trembled inexplicably, and he quickly told the truth, even the person wearing the greyhound mask just now said it.

Several people in the room listened silently.

"A greyhound? It's a comrade in the same team as him. I know this person." Said the beauty sitting on the bedside.

"It seems to be safe." The woman with the sword said.

As soon as she said those words, the chill in the room disappeared.

"Stop kneeling, his knife doesn't kill casually." The woman patted the captain's shoulder again and said.

"Okay, okay." The captain smiled apologetically, and slowly stood up, not knowing where to stand, with a look of bewilderment on his face.

The woman sitting at the head of the bed said softly: "It's okay, don't worry, you saved him, just like what Greyhound said, he will be rewarded later."

"Thank you, thank you—by the way, do you want tea? I'll go to the kitchen to boil water." The captain said.

He hurried into the kitchen and let out a breath slowly.

——The aura of these people is too scary, just standing in front of them, I can't help but want to worship them.

——What kind of existence are these!

Boil water, boil water, don't think about it.

The captain muttered silently, picked up the kettle and began to fetch water.

in the room.

The white cat jumped onto the pillow and sniffed the boy's face carefully.

When it found that the three women were all staring at him, it seemed a little embarrassed.

"When will he wake up?"

As the white cat said, he wanted to sniff the boy again.

The woman sitting on the side grabbed it by the neck, dragged it off the pillow, and said, "I'm instilling spiritual strength into him, so don't make trouble here."

She held the struggling cat in one hand, and the other hand exuded a blazing holy aura, which slowly poured into the boy's brow.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The boy didn't wake up.

The door rang.

—Someone knocked on the door outside.

"Who?" The sword-wielding woman stood in front of the bed and asked.

"Old friend."

A childish voice sounded outside the door.

(End of this chapter)