Apocalyptic Forecast

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There was only the sound of rain roaring on the silent viaduct.

The endless rainstorm seemed to strip this place from the world, isolating everything and engulfing the entire world.

"So you look like this."

Huai Shi pulled the car door and stared at the old man in the car, skipping the pistol pointing at his face, solemnly looking at it-the mottled white hair was meticulous, the expression was majestic, the suit was stern, and he looked dignified as if he had just walked from the podium Walk down the same.

"Really... with a decent face."

Huai Shi pulled away the slightly shaking pistol and sat wet in the car, sitting opposite Qi Wen, the rain and blood on his clothes left one after another dirt on the leather sofa.

It’s nice to be rich.

Looking around the exquisite decoration in the spacious car, he looked down at the soft carpet under his feet and the black footprints left by him. His mouth clicked and he looked up and asked, "Are there any smoke?"

Qi Wen didn't speak, and the green muscle burst from the back of the hand holding the gun.

So hard.

But there was no courage to pull the trigger. For a long time, he fell helplessly on his knees.

Huai Shi finally found several cigars sealed in copper pipes from the dark compartments of the handrails. They looked unreasonably high level and smelled full of money.

"Thank you."

After politely thanking, Huai Shi took out his knife and pried off the copper pipe, learning to cut the cigar head and buttocks like in the movie, but it seemed that the cut was a bit big, and the entire cigar had to be scattered, scaring him Hurry up.

After all, a lot of money will be wasted.

After thinking about it, he took two more and brought it back to Old Liu to try.

In silence, Qi Wen quietly watched the sour look he was rummaging in the carriage, and finally made a hoarse voice.

"Hello?"

"died."

Huai Shi touched his pocket and turned the lighter, telling him at random: "You look back, there is the pier, the one that fell on the ground is.

Qi Wen froze.

Lips opened stiffly, but he didn't speak. At the end, he leaned weakly on the chair and dropped his mottled white hair.

It seemed to collapse in an instant.

Finally a trace of tired oldness appeared in his anger.

Huai Shi finally found a lighter.

Grabbing in wet hands, squirting flames and igniting the tail of the cigar, he took a deep sip, and immediately, as it should be by rights, choked violently.

Inhaled into the lungs.

Soon, the cigar was thrown out of the window by him, and it was so troublesome to smoke. It must not be a good thing. These rich people must have burned more money.

"Sorry, wait a minute."

He finally remembered it, waved his hand, and turned over his pocket again: "Antidote, antidote, where is the antidote...ah, here it is."

A small bottle was found in the inner bag, which was filled with colorless viscous liquid, which looked like glue.

The crow and he promised to be effective, but they always felt that there was something wrong.

Huai Shi smelled it suspiciously, and didn't smell anything strange. He looked up and drank it, and then felt a deep bitter taste explode from his mouth, extending all the way down, stimulating the throat and esophagus, Finally tumbling in the stomach.

Like a big hand that keeps pulling.

All the poison mist was captured and pulled into a ball. Then, Huai Shi's complexion suddenly changed, and his mouth was subconsciously covered. Soon, he bent down and vomited violently.

A pile of green blood clots, lunch at noon, and milk tea bought along the way.

It all spit out.

Contaminated on Qi Wen's handmade leather shoes, so unsightly.

"Tissue paper towel..."

Huai Shi groped for paper towels, pulled the box directly, wiped his face indiscriminately, and then dragged two pieces of blown nose.

In the end, the paper ball was thrown out of the window and fell into the silent desolate wind and rain.

He took a deep breath and finally relaxed, his dark-colored capillary blood vessels gradually regained his original color, revealing a slightly childish calm face.

Looking at the Qi asked in front of him.

Look carefully.

Suddenly asked: "Have You Eaten?"

"..."

Qi Wen raised his eyes and glanced like a fool, but did not speak.

"To be honest, I thought you would run."

Huai Shi laughed: "It's like a hide-and-seek game. You play people, I play ghosts, you run in the front, I chase in the back... Besides, it's raining in the sky, look, how romantic!"

"You won, Huai Shi, congratulations, you successfully ruined my career and my life."

Opposite him, the old man looked at him with a cold face, slowly raised his gun: "You can be proud, this is the right of the winner, but don't think I will beg your pity for you."

If so, he glanced arrogantly at his last glance.

He put the pistol on his jaw.

Pull the trigger.

In the silence, only the sound of rain.

The sound of rain outside the window is mixed with the sound of rain inside the window, and no difference can be heard.

Only a hoarse scream suddenly sounded, full of pain, as if to stab Huai Shi's eardrum.

Qi Wen's hand fell to the ground, along with his pistol.

Blood spewed out from the smooth incision on the elbow, flowing along the elegant suit, and finally, like a meandering stream, merged into the soft carpet, rendering a dark red that gradually spread.

"Calm down, I don't mean to humiliate you, and I don't want to be so rude." Huai Shi sincerely corrected: "Actually, I just want to see how you laugh."

With that, he reached out, pulled Qi Wen's hair, pulled him up, looked at the twisted and gritty face, and asked softly:

"--Tell me, did you laugh when my home was destroyed?"

Qi Wen certainly did not laugh.

He glared at Huai Shi and gasped violently, spitting bloody saliva at him and fell on his face. But Huai Shi is still calm.

It seemed to feel calm without feeling angry.

"Speaking of which, I should say goodbye to you first." He said, "Remember you said: After the bid opening tomorrow, you can control the route of the Penghu, and then turn over to be the master, no longer need to be anyone's dog."

Huai Shi solemnly said: "Congratulations, Mr. Qi, your dream is about to be realized."

"You fucking... you should have killed you leftover!"

Qi Wen glared at him, cursing hoarsely: "Whether it is you or your parents, it is a bunch of waste that hasn't succeeded! I really should bury you with them! Break your corpse into 10000 paragraphs! "

"Why not laugh, Mr. Qi asked."

Huai Shi asked doubtfully, "Isn't it a joy to realize my dream?"

Qi Wen didn't speak anymore, just stared at him deadly.

The bloodshot eyes are full of vicious eyes.

Huai Shi let go of his hand in disappointment, pulled 2 paper towels, and wiped the saliva on his face.

"Until now, I have a goal."

He pondered and said softly, "I want to live a healthy life. I have to study hard, enter college, become a musician, support my parents who are not good to me, and meet a woman who loves me and marry her. Teach our children seriously, spend my life respectfully, and die peacefully in the surroundings of my family.

If there is any dream, this is probably my dream. "

With that said, he shrugged and opened his hands helplessly: "Look, a cheap 2 hand old piano, 2 family members who don't love me, an old house... that's all I have."

"But now, I have no family."

Continuously, there was rain falling from his wet hair, mixed with blood water, and it turned into a turbid red color, which was endlessly rubbed, leaving one after another meandering trace on his face.

"Mr. Qi Wen—"

Huai Shi said, "I lost my dream."

"--I'm so sad."

Qi Wen grinned, grinned maliciously, opened his mouth to speak, but then, rumbling sound rang from the car.

The smoky smoke slowly rose from Huai Shi's pistol, the bullet passed through Qi Wen's lips, and then came out of his face, nailed into the dashboard of the driver's seat.

Blood spewed.

"Please don't talk."

Huai Shi raised his eyes and looked at him, and sincerely thanked him: "many thanks You are willing to listen to me for so long, I feel much more comfortable. Now, we should finish the unfinished things."

Qi Wen's expression twitched.

In the boy's hands, the gun was slowly lifted, aimed at his face, and reflected the passage of hell in those quivering pupils.

Huai Shi pulled the trigger.

Pa!

An embarrassing light sound rang from the barrel of the gun, no bullets.

"Sorry, the first revenge, not very experienced, please wait for me."

Huai Shi fumbled for a bullet from his pocket, and he was rushing to remove the magazine, but it seemed to be stuck inside, and he couldn't pull it out even if he pressed the button.

Death seemed to be near, but he wandered not far away, quietly enjoying this rare humorous drama.

Among the fine sounds, Cello's voice rang and Huai Shi's phone vibrated. Huai Shi didn't pick it up, it kept ringing, as if persevering to ring the sky.

Until Huai Shi pressed the phone anxiously

"Hello? Which one?" he asked. "Something to say, I am busy here..."

"I am Ai Qing." A familiar voice came from the phone.

"En? What's the matter?" Huai Shi's shoulder was holding the phone, and he was focused on the stuck magazine. "Consider by the way. In other words, how did this gun that was equipped with me change bullets? I study it here. After a long time, waiting online, it's urgent."

Ai Qing was silent for a moment, and asked, "Where are you now?"

"I'm at home, the sound of the rain is so loud, I'm scared and lonely, I can only hold a pistol to keep warm, ah, so I always feel GAYGAY, but this magazine really doesn't break."

A sigh rang from the phone.

"Don't bother, the gun is equipped with a safety lock." Her voice became cold, "And, the surveillance camera told me that you are not home, Huai Shi, you are sitting on a dying person on the overpass of Jinhai Expressway In front of him, he wanted to hit his head with a bullet."

"en?"

Huai Shi froze, subconsciously protruding his head and glancing at the camera not far away: "sorry, the signal is not very good. What do you say?"

"Listen to me, Huai Shi-if you kill him here, you will only be punished. Neither the Astronomical Society nor the Special Affair Department can allow it. Put down the gun. Believe me, one day, this matter will get a Everyone is satisfied with the result."

"Will they kill him?" Huai Shi asked, "Is it shot or hanged? It's okay to take the electric chair, or a little more humane, medicine injection?"

"..." Ai Qing did not speak.

"I'm only 17 years old, big sister, don't say these things that I don't understand." Huai Shi grinned and sighed helplessly: "If you want to say, it doesn't matter if you are punished. It doesn't matter if you are imprisoned.

But there are some things to do, you have to do it every day, right? "

In a long silence, Ai Qing asked softly, "Do I have to do this?"

"You have to do this."

The teenager raised his eyes and looked at the quirky face of Qi Qi, calmly proclaiming: "He must die."

The last thing I heard was a sigh.

The phone hangs up.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi heard a clear sound in the gun body, and the magazine clipped out smoothly and fell into his hands.

Huai Shi froze for a long time, but shook his head helplessly:

"Don't do this kind of thing that will become an accomplice?"

After a long sluggishness, he finally sighed and put down the gun unpleasantly.

"Congratulations, you are gone dogshit luck..."

Qi asked for a moment and was ecstatic, but the smile was too late to bloom, and he saw the surprise sent by Huai Shi: "There is a new way of death that you haven't played before waiting for you."

At that moment, from the right hand raised by the teenager, the pale flame slowly ignited.

In Elementium's fire, a ray of material rose up, revealing the iron-gray texture, entangled and riveted with each other, and weaved together complicatedly, forming a bundle of ropes with thick and thin fingers.

He screamed, subconsciously trying to push the door of the car, escape from here, as far away as possible, ran in the rain as hard as he could, almost fell to the ground, and moved forward with his hands and feet.

But the rope came like a snake, and wrapped around his neck silently.

Then, suddenly tightened!

At the last moment, he heard the whisper of the boy behind him.

"So, before you die...feel my "sadness" with empathy."

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"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

In the co-pilot seat, Director Fu roared and yelled at the driver: "We fucking is the Special Affair Department, the traffic light for a fart! Give me speed!"

At his urging, the rampant convoy whizzed through the city and rushed to the elevated direction. Across the distance, they heard the collapse and roar from afar, as well as the loud explosion and gunshots.

"Fuck the Astronomical Society! My mother should have killed the little bastard!"

Director Fu's eyes were glaring out.

what is this? Where is this special explosion? This is an endless report and endless review! When the calf is over, let alone promotion is not expected, the whole family is already burning high fragrance without internal notification.

He is now unable to bear and wants to call Fu Yi. Ask him where she found such a fighting classmate!

Everything is late now.

He can only pray for Qi Wen’s men to be stronger, and don’t be killed by Huai Shi alone, when the time comes is all over.

Covering his heart with warmth, he hurried along the way.

By the time he finally reached the elevated, his heart was completely cool.

"Fuck, why..."

It was a man with eyes who could see the young man sitting on the elevated fracture. He sat quietly in the rain and wind, staring down at the distant sky and sunset glow.

A dangling rope hung beside him.

There is also an old corpse swaying in the rain and wind.

As if suffering from torture, his body twisted into a strange shape and cramped to death. The mottled gray hair was already soaked, covering the suffocating twisted face.

And just under the open skirt of the dress, someone wrote the epitaph for him with blood on the white shirt of the deceased:

'I thought this World is winner is the king, loser is the villain...'

With the breeze blowing, the corpse flipped its face lightly, revealing the bloody confession written on the back.

--【I'm wrong】