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Turn across the street and enter the narrow alley between abandoned buildings.
The ground was almost submerged in domestic and construction waste, and a rotten, moldy smell hit our nostrils. On the walls stained with various colors, the words "Demolish" written in red were particularly conspicuous, and several were looking for lunch in the garbage.
The wild dog pulled out its head from the rotten vegetable leaves, arched its back, let out a low "Woo" sound from its throat, and showed its fangs at the intruder.
Under the shadow of the hood, his sharp eyes glanced at the skinny wild dogs. The wild dogs immediately let out panicked screams and disappeared around the corner of the alley.
There are a large number of Stasi informants and special workers affiliated with Ve Company wandering around the city of Kenabum. The residents of the dark world appear in people's ordinary lives as if they are serious, but in order to exchange information or deal with people who do not want to be
When people notice something, they will find the blind spots in the city.[
Now, in this blind spot, the young man took off his hood and spoke coldly:
"Stop hiding, come out."
"I'm not hiding. I've been waiting here."
A mocking laugh came from the depths of the empty, dirty alley, and the narrowed purple pupils reflected a man covered in pitch black.
He looks like a common job-seeking young man in his early 20s, with backcombed dark red hair, a pointed chin, and a freckled face. Except for the two dull hairs on his forehead that bend forward and stick out, the most impressive thing is that
Dressed like a funeral.
He is very similar to a guy with a fetish for black hair. He is wrapped up in a mournful black suit and leather shoes. Different from the quiet and elegant black outfit that the teenager is used to, this man's dress reflects exaggerated taste.
There was also a smell of leather shoe polish and hair oil in the air.
"It's the nature of this cockroach to appear quietly, so please don't be offended."
"Cockroach?"
Looking at the pretentious young man who bent down to salute, the young man repeated the name with a little surprise. It was unheard of to use a household pest that infested the kitchen, bathroom, and garbage dump as a code name, but look at the two tentacles on this man's forehead that were twitching and dangling.
Du Mao, the boy was relieved by his ability to walk in the alleys littered with paper scraps, metal and pottery fragments without making any sound.
This man's appearance and behavior fit some of the characteristics of a pest.
"It is said to be nature. In fact, it can be regarded as an occupational disease. However, the labor law does not provide a judicial explanation for health problems in our industry other than death from overwork and death on the job. Even if you want to find a doctor for treatment, you cannot reimburse the medical expenses...ahhhh
Yeah, this is professional discrimination."
"Really? I think it's very reasonable. Knowing that his patient has a profession of kidnapping ladies, it is a normal reaction for a doctor to have an attitude deviation."
The young man raised his eyebrows and took out a note from his pocket, "If you don't want anything to happen to a woman, go to the demolition site at the fourth alleyway ahead of Montmartre Avenue and turn right." The words trembled in the breeze.
"It's really a profession that people can't take seriously."
There is no anger or harshness. In addition to sarcasm under the excessive rationality and calmness, there is also suppressed anger.
The young man's hand was always on his waist, and his right hand that was held in a virtual grip remained motionless. His breath was also very slow, just like a cheetah tensing up before it suddenly attacks.
Based on Feicheng's answer, the next moment may very well determine whether a fierce fight will break out in the alley.
"It's terrible, it's terrible. The good atmosphere for negotiations has almost been destroyed. This is very troublesome."
Scratching his head, the third-rate businessman continued with a silly smile: [
"Please relax, the ladies have received our professional protection. They are very safe now. We have no intention of resorting to low-level means such as blackmail. Although there is no chance of winning in a battle with beam weapons, fighting against particle beams with one's own body is not possible.
This cockroach is still grateful but not sensitive."
"...It's really thoughtful."
"It's about salary and brains here. How can we deal with it leisurely and leisurely?"
Cockroach seems to have the bad habit of chattering and whetting his appetite. He never talks about serious matters and always talks about peripheral topics. And he stops talking when he gets to the key point.
This kind of wearing down the patience of the audience, observing the depressed expression of others waiting for answers may be their hobbies. Seeing the boy's poker face that did not respond at all to the provocation, the stupid hairy tentacles drooped down. The cockroach smiled slyly and said:
"You think so too...Master Rolandark."
"Are all Stasi killers so fond of nonsense?"
Roland maintained his posture and responded coldly.
"How could it be? It's just that I haven't chatted with anyone who has common sense for a long time, and I can't control my mouth. Normally, the other person will be tough without even seeing my face."
"So, is that enough now?"
Fed up with the chatter and vulgar jokes, Roland pulled out the bare hilt of his sword from his waist, and the crystal flashed with dangerous lightning.
Depressing questions dominated the negotiations.
"Where are Gloria and Vinya?"
"...Where are you looking? My young master?"
The annoying man in front of him disappeared from the spot, a stinky sneer blew into his neck, and the image reflected from the cesspool in front made Roland want to gasp.
The brown-haired man was sneering behind him, leaning vertically against the wall.
"If you want to attack the cockroaches, you are still 300 million years too early, young master."
As one of the oldest insects on earth, cockroaches can sense the breeze at a speed of 2 centimeters per second by relying on the tentacles on the tail-leaf sensor tube, and transmit the air flow information sensed around them into the nervous system similar to the accessory brain, and the body will
Take evasive action in an instant.
The time it takes from feeling the strong wind picked up by the fly swatter to the time the cockroach takes action is only 0.044 seconds, which is about 10 times that of humans.
"I, unlike dragonflies, use so many complicated spells to lock the enemy's position and actions. By sensing the flow of air, I can detect the subtle flow of the opponent's breath. The strengthened and improved nervous system will carry out the process before the enemy attacks.
Avoid it, then leisurely walk behind the motionless opponents and send them to another world."
"Is this how you killed the maid?"
"That maid? She is such a good woman, so wonderful."[
Cockroach licked his lips and talked excitedly like a child confessing to playing a prank.
"There are many big and strong Ogi-san in that mansion, do you believe it? Many of them are crying like children, shouting with runny noses and tears, please, please let me go..."
What a fool! How could you let them go? This is rare good material! Look at the big shots who think they are great, squirming like maggots, confident and proud.
Being crushed, struggling to hold on to the last bit of hope before death, it is really miserable. Oh my god... Once you try that kind of pleasure once, you will be unable to stop, and at the same time, you will realize that other methods of killing are
How boring!” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation.)