Mido thinks that although his marksmanship is not perfect, it is definitely much better than when he first got the Desert Eagle. He almost never misses at such a close distance, but this time...
The bullets whizzed towards the little girl. Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes. They didn't understand how the two people who seemed to be "talking and laughing" just now were fighting each other in the blink of an eye. The little girl stood there with a smile on her face.
She stood on the ground and looked at Mido with an innocent expression on her face: "Do you think the bullet can still hit me now?" When she said this, the bullet stopped less than half a meter in front of her, and it seemed to be a line of fire.
The invisible barrier prevented it from moving forward. After spinning at high speed for several seconds, the bullet finally exhausted and fell to the ground with two clanging sounds.
"Since you can't kill me, it's my turn next." As she said that, the invisible aura around her body seemed to become more violent. Her long hair and clothes danced restlessly, and the little girl rose a little higher, slowly
I closed my eyes, but before I saw her speak, a melodious melody suddenly sounded. The sound was not very loud, but it was as if it was in my ears, and everyone could hear it clearly.
There are no lyrics, just a simple hum. The girl’s childish voice is mixed with a faint nasal sound, sometimes cheerful and sometimes crying. This singing is...she? Mido remembered the simple survival mission of the Red Sun Theater last time, and the one on the stage.
Is she the little zombie girl who attracts the attention of thousands of zombies!?
"You are the zombie in the Red Sun Theater!" Mido shouted in surprise, "Why are you here?"
There was a pause in the song: "You finally remembered me. I said I would play with you." With an evil smile, the word "play" was deliberately accented, and the song started again.
Mido shouted into the headphones: "Frog, tell everyone to cover their ears and stop listening to the singing, hurry up! Otherwise it will be too late!" While shouting Mido, he paid attention to the little girl's movements, and seemed to feel Mido
While looking at herself, the little girl opened her eyes and smiled strangely at Mido, her eyes filled with excitement. It looked like... like a playful child who suddenly saw a novel toy.
"It's too late." The frog's hoarse voice sounded in the earphones, a simple sentence, and then there was no sound.
Too late? Why? Just as he was wondering, he heard the song suddenly change and become more rapid, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of Mido's eyes.
The scene is very familiar. The rows of seats and the huge stage indicate that we are in the Red Sun Theater at this moment. Mido feels that he is in a very strange perspective and can see the sweet-looking girl wearing a white princess dress.
The little girl strangely believed that the girl was herself.
The scene starts from the end of the performance. The girl is jumping backstage, still wearing makeup from the performance. She is smiling and innocently saying something to the people in the backstage, making the people in the backstage burst into laughter.
Laughing. I can only see the picture, but can’t hear the sound. It’s like watching a mime, with Mido quietly watching the little girl’s life. But I don’t know whether this mime is a comedy, a tragedy, or a thriller.
?
After talking for a while, the girl seemed a little bored. She would read a book for a while, play with the fish in the bathtub next to her, or pluck a few petals from the rose in the flower pot next to her and chew them in her mouth. I
When did you have such a strange hobby as eating flowers? Due to some unknown reasons, Mido subconsciously told Mido that the little girl was him. After repeated hints, Mido believed it, but when he saw the girl’s strange movements, he
She had some doubts again. Probably because her ability to suggest in her heart was too strong, Mido just doubted it for a moment and then continued to watch the scene in front of her. As for the momentary trembling and blurring of the scene caused by her suspicion, she had long since forgotten it.
Far behind.
The thin comic book had been turned to the last page and was thrown by the girl on the table aside. The goldfish in the bathtub had almost eaten.
I put my finger outside the fish tank, and the fish, thinking it was a small insect, came to grab it one after another. They were all dizzy and swayed, as if they had a concussion, and they could no longer grab the flowers in the flower pot.
, she almost became a polished commander. The sky outside gradually became darker, and the girl began to become a little restless. She kept circling back and forth in the room. Someone talked to her, and she also looked listless. From time to time,
The girl walked to the window and kept looking outside through the glass, looking anxious as if she was waiting for someone.
Just like a card, the picture keeps repeating, turning in circles, running to the window, turning in circles, running to the window again, and so on. If it weren't for the expression on the girl's face becoming more and more impatient, and the background occasionally walked by and she
If the speakers were different, Mido would think that what he was watching was an infinite loop of mime. Fortunately, it was not...