Want to see how the enemy dies every day [Unlimited]

"Heh," came a sneer, "Your boss, the commander, doesn't know how much moisture there is, so you're ashamed to be proud."

"Li Xing, what do you mean?" Zhou Lian looked at another young man, about the same age as Zhou Lian, standing behind Lu Yan.

Bandit Song was too lazy to listen to their quarrel, so he went straight to a sofa and sat down, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Look, this is the boss you respect and adore. You have been bullied like this and won't help you."

"Heh, what's the skill of talking loudly, if you have the ability to fight."

Mouth-talking Bandit Song: ...

He turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhou Lian. The kid was not conscious at all, so he couldn't help but feel a little tired.

"Just fight, who is afraid of you!" After Li Xing finished speaking, he stepped forward, and the two of them were ready to fight.

Hu Yan walked up to Bandit Song, glanced at Li Xing and Zhou Lian, "Brother Bandit, don't you want to persuade him?" After speaking, he also glanced at Lu Ren.

"Young people are full of energy, and they will naturally lose energy when they are tired." Bandit Song didn't even open his eyes.

Hu Yan: ...

He could see the fighting power of the two little brothers, and he wanted to rush over to try to persuade them to fight.

Zhang Mengyu was still sobbing softly, and she probably realized that she was the most timid and retarded among the six people. She sat on a single sofa and looked at the five people present almost in despair.

"Meng Yu," Hu Yan asked in a low voice during Zhou Lian's duel with Li Xing, "Did you find anything when you were walking outside the villa?"

Zhang Mengyu looked at him in surprise, "You were looking at us before?"

"Yeah, I called you, but you and the gangster ignored me." Hu Yan felt a little aggrieved, since they were so close, why didn't they hear it?

"No, we didn't hear it." Hearing what Hu Yan said, Zhang Mengyu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away tears, looked up at Hu Yan and continued, "The dark places around are empty, there is nothing."

"That's the same as what we saw before." Hu Yan propped his elbows on his thighs, touched his chin with his hands, and looked thoughtful.

"Hu Yan, you... how long have you been here? Have you seen Brother Zhang and the others?" Zhang Mengyu then remembered to ask Hu Yan this question.

"Oh, it must have been more than ten hours. It was still daytime when I came in, and I couldn't get out after entering the villa. Just after nightfall, Zhou Lian and Li Xing came in, followed by Brother Yan. I haven't seen them before." Hu Yan's tone was a little low, and he suddenly fell in, not to mention, he was the only one in this broken place.

Zhang Mengyu said enviously, "You are so courageous."

She is very envious of Hu Yan, they are in the same high school, Hu Yan likes to play basketball, every time he will participate in the game, Zhang Mengyu will go to watch.

"Hey, where, I just like watching horror movies a little bit, not too big. Compared to those two..." Hu Yan approached Zhang Mengyu's ear, "Do you know what we went through just after nightfall? Those two, unexpectedly Tore two monsters with bare hands, bare hands."

Zhang Mengyu was taken aback for a moment, and then forced a smile. In this situation, she really couldn't laugh. She couldn't help but turned to look at the two people who were still fighting each other. Can't see who wins and who loses at all.

"Li Xing." Lu Yan yelled, Li Xing grabbed Zhou Lian's collar, and was about to drop his raised fist, when he heard Lu Yan's voice, he stopped immediately.

But Zhou Lian didn't give him a chance. Taking advantage of the moment he stopped, he grabbed his hand and threw him over his shoulder. An old broken wooden table was immediately smashed into wood residue.

"You...you are shameless, just like your boss." Li Xing was so angry that he was attacked by him.

"Ha, you are just like your boss, prudish and coquettish."

Innocent prudence lying on the gun + Mensao Lu Ren: ...

Lu Yan turned his head and gave them a cool look, the two immediately fell silent and kept silent, Li Xing was so angry that he sat on the single sofa and wished he could cut Zhou Lian with a knife, Zhou Lian replied depending on it.

In this wordless undercurrent, the "tick" sound suddenly became uneven, and the "whoop" wind blew in the jar, as if the tick and the wind were talking in a low voice.

Zhang Mengyu hugged Hu Yan's arm tightly, and looked out the window nervously, making Hu Yan's face flushed.

He wanted to open his mouth a few times, but he felt Zhang Mengyu trembling slightly, so he gave up.

Zhang Mengyu is a girl no matter what, if it wasn't for his reason, she wouldn't be drawn into this weird game.

"I'm sorry." Hu Yan said suddenly, "If you hadn't picked up the basketball for me, I wouldn't have been implicated."

Zhang Mengyu was taken aback, and looked up at Hu Yan, "How can you blame this, neither of us expected this to happen, don't you think so?"

Hearing what she said, Hu Yan felt more and more self-blame in his heart.

No one in the villa spoke again. As time passed, Bandit Song stretched his waist, and there was a soft "click" sound from his spine, which was extremely ear-piercing.

"Boss, how are you?" Zhou Lian asked with concern, and Song Bandit rubbed his head, "It's okay."

I don't know why, in Lu Ren's eyes, Song bandit's smile seems a little different from usual, but he can't tell what is different.

Bandit Song got up and looked out the window. The ticking sound slowed down and the wind stopped.

"How long have I slept?"

"About two hours." Came a deep voice.

Hearing the answer, bandit Song raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, he didn't expect that it was Lu Ren who answered him.

"Did you hear the 'Midnight' broadcast earlier? There is also the magnetic creed."

"I heard you, boss, how do you break into this? I still understand in the middle of the night, but what is the magnetic creed?"

"I know, didn't you say that it is a fragment of the magnetic creed? Let's collect the fragments, and then use something to synthesize a mysterious and tall peerless magic weapon..." Hu Yan's voice was a bit loud, with a sense of exploration Excitement.

Crowd: ...

He looked at the silent crowd, "Isn't it right?"

Even Zhang Mengyu tugged at the hem of his clothes a little speechlessly. He glanced at Zhang Mengyu suspiciously, and then at the other four people who didn't speak.

"Is there any information about 'Magnetism Creed' displayed in your equipment bar or somewhere?" Lu Ren said.

Li Xing pressed the position of the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and then replied, "No."

Bandit Song didn't speak again. He leaned his head on the back of the sofa and looked at the ceiling of the villa. A lot of the wall skin had fallen off from the ceiling, and it was muddy as if soaked in water. He couldn't see what the painting was, and he felt vaguely familiar.

The rest of the people also opened the equipment bar and looked at the task list, but did not see any relevant information about the "Magnetic Creed".

After a while, Bandit Song got up suddenly. He walked to the window, looked at the row of small earthen pots under the window, and parted his lips slightly, "How many of you have ever said the word midnight?"

Bandit Song counted the small crocks under the eaves, twelve, exactly double the number of them.

"I."

"I."

"I."

"And I."

The last one had a low voice, and he turned his head to look at Lu Yan, with a very "simple" smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I didn't expect such words to come out of your mouth in such a situation."

Li Xing was about to yell at him, but Bandit Song said again, "It seems that only the little girl didn't say anything."

Zhang Mengyu raised her head abruptly, her face was pale and dazed, the hand holding her arm was slowly tightened, and her lips were pursed.

"Brother Bandit, is there any problem with this term?" Hu Yan glanced at Zhang Mengyu, a little worried.

Bandit Song stretched out his hand out of the window to catch the water dripping from nowhere, and said, "Oh, no problem, I just want to know how many people have said 'midnight', how many times this word appears is to trigger this branch conditions of the task."

Everyone was silent, Qiqi looked at Bandit Song.

There were six of them, five of them talked in the middle of the night, and the small earthen pot outside the house was like the whispering wind...

"Alas..." Bandit Song sighed softly, Li Xing couldn't help it, and immediately asked, "Hey, why are you sighing, can't you just say what you think? What are you pretending?"

"Li Xing, please be more polite to me. My boss ranks one level higher than your boss. Don't be too big or small. You Ahara's ethos is that you don't know how to respect it?"

As the two of them were about to pinch again, Hu Yan looked embarrassed at the side. These two were older than him, and they looked quite mature. Why are they so childish!

"Song bandit." Lu Ren said, "Five people said 'midnight', what we repeated later does not count, the number of triggers is five people, and there are twelve small earthen pots outside the house, which is our number Double, the ticking sound of the crock is one drop at a time, when the water drops into one crock, the crock with no water dripping in the middle will be filled with wind..."

Lu Yan counted them one by one, Song Bandit just looked at him like this, the two looked at each other, Lu Yan didn't move his eyes, and then said, "The painting on the ceiling is part of Finilar's "Hunting Picture". It happens to be the hunter and the prey."

Everyone looked at Lu Yan and was dumbfounded, of course, except for the proud Li Xing and Song Bandit who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Good... so amazing!" Hu Yan almost clapped his hands when he heard it, and he turned to look at Li Xing, "But, who is Finilar?" Why hadn't he heard of it.

"Stupid," Zhou Lian snorted, "Didn't you study modern history in your freshman year of high school? Finilar was born in 9735 and was originally from Hehela, a famous extreme society. What to be proud of."

Hu Yan shook his head, he really didn't learn it.

Mainly because he is a scumbag.

Li Xing, who was a scumbag of history, watched Zhou Lian pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and almost rushed to beat him into modern history.

Zhang Mengyu said: "I know this. I heard that his paintings are quite evil. Now all the textbooks about Finilar have been removed from the textbooks. Even our school library has almost no information about him. He All the paintings were almost burned, except for "Hunting Picture", there are still remains of "Outsiders" and "The Stars Are Like Me", but I don't know where."

Bandit Song looked at Zhang Mengyu with a calm face and said, "That's right, I didn't expect you to know the details that are not in your textbooks."

Zhang Mengyu's face was a little red, "I... I just remember what the adults said occasionally."

Bandit Song nodded, feeling something dripping on the palm of his hand, he withdrew his hand, looked at the ball of red liquid in his palm, and said calmly: "Red."

"Red?" Everyone was surprised, especially Hu Yan, who stepped forward to look at the red liquid in Bandit Song's palm, "Why? When I looked at it during the day, it was still normal water, and I drank it..."

The author has something to say: let me explain: the Finilar in the article is fabricated, everything in the work is the author's imagination, the background world is fictional, and all the characters in the article have no prototypes.

The feeling style should be relaxed.