Doomsday Wonderland

Lin Sanjiu slammed his head, but the fog in his mind still showed no signs of dissipating.

She didn't contact the teacher, and she still didn't know why she was standing here - where is this? Why is she standing here and stinking? What is behind them?

Among the myriad of confusions and confusions, the only reliable thing that can hold her firmly is the Spartan around me.

"I... I don't seem to remember what happened," she whispered to him - the blond man was gently placing one hand on her back, stopping her impulse to turn back several times. : "What is the situation now?"

"Don't worry, I will tell you." His voice was soft and affectionate, and it sounded no different from the past. This gave her a little comfort. "Now, take a deep breath."

Lin Sanji took a long breath—when she spit out this breath, she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help but ask: “Why are you stopping them and not letting them pass?”

At this time, in the other hand of Spartan, a half-moon-shaped silver light shattered the air like a long sickle, and the black and secluded space was dyed with an arc-shaped halo.

A group of differently dressed people were slammed in front of the silver light, and a pair of dull eyes slid behind the two of them; it seems that someone has tried to smash this silver for half a month, the first few people On the arm, there is a long blood mark.

She can recognize that many of these people are members of the arsenal - just this, she is even more confused.

"You know it very quickly," Spartan reached out to smooth her short hair and whispered: "Don't look back, I will tell you the situation right away."

He said that he let go of his hand and picked up something on the ground - Lin Sanjiu recognized it at a glance, that was her tape recorder. "Come, let it go," the blond man put the silent machine in her arms and slammed again: "No matter what, don't look back."

What's behind?

Lin Sanji gave him a look and re-carded the recorder. Why did she call the tape recorder, she did not remember it; as for the time when the painter with a stunned face holding a few rolls of canvas came out, she was even less impressed.

Do you want to collect that special item of human form?

This thought only floated up, but saw that Spartan just waved at the painter. The guy waited for Lin Sanjiu to tell him, and immediately ran to him and handed one of the pictures to Spartan; the latter reached out and took the picture.

In such a distracting work, people who were stopped outside the silver light suddenly seized the opportunity to try to rush out - they did not want to touch the half-meter wide silver light, some short waist, some turned Going through the direction; no one makes a little noise, and no one reveals a little stunned look. Only the head and the body are undulating in the silence, and it looks like the same ghost figure.

Spartan's wrists trembled, and the half-moon-shaped silver light shone brightly, like a galaxy pouring down from the air—as the silver light slanted, it shined before anyone touched anyone. The skin of everyone has been scratched, and countless blood spots have been splashed in the air.

"I know that you are not afraid," Spartan's voice echoed clearly in this dark cavity. "But if I am chopped up, you will not be able to see the mother."

Mother king?

The name echoed in the minds of Lin Sanjiu, as if to evoke some vague memories; but only these two words are not enough, and the fog slowly closed again, leaving a sigh of relief.

The people probably were afraid that they could not "see the mother", and they stopped the movement with scratches of deep visible bones; they still looked at the two behind them, and no one even wanted to wrap their wounds.

If you can turn around and go back, how good it is... Lin San wine found that he was unknowingly ignoring. This desire is so strong, she even thinks this is the biggest meaning in her life.

"Don't look back" is getting weaker and weaker, and when she is about to control her own impulse, Spartan suddenly turns her head and glances at her - the two look at each other, she **** deeply With a sigh of relief, clenched his fists and finally did not move his feet.

"Just give me a few minutes, I promise you can all pass." Somehow, Spartan’s voice sounded a little trembling, as if he had exhausted his strength to spit it out – just as Lin San’s doubts When he turned back, he called her: "You come over."

It’s harder to control the direction of the footsteps than it is to imagine. But it was a ten-step distance, but when she paused around Spartan, she gasped slightly: "How... what?"

"This one,"

When I looked closer, she found that the other blonde's blonde was hanging down her forehead, and her face was pale for a while; then he said that every word that was exported and every action he made was like being thrown into a heavy burden and sinking. It’s as stagnant as it is in the water – “You, give it to everyone, tie it.”

However, except for a palmless hand, she did not see anything.

"what?"

"Wait," Spartan took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his trembled hand. Lin Sanjiu never remembered that she had seen this look of Spartan, but the sight in front of her made her feel a little familiar. He had a cold sweat all over his body, and his muscles couldn't help but tremble. He glimmered in a streamlined glow in the dim.

As he took a sigh of relief, suddenly grabbed her hand and stuffed something into it; Lin Sanshui looked down and found that it was a black strap, but it was two or three times wide. - Just like the watch, it has four small black squares attached to it, and the plastic texture feels smooth.

"what is this?"

"Don't ask," Spartan closed his eyes and breathed heavily: "Take it to the first person."

Lin Sanjiu said it. Her trust in Spartan even made her faintly surprised.

When she approached the first man, the heart could not help but tighten. The man’s lower half of his face was like a leather bag, empty and loosely swaying; she held back the stomach and rolled the black strap around his neck, just the length that allowed her to buckle. Buttonholes.

"You used to," Spartan gestured backwards, pale and pale. This short three words is like a coarse sandpaper that scratches his throat and sounds dry.

When the man swayed back like his half face, he shuddered and stuffed the second black belt into the hands of Lin San.

The second person looked much better, and she quickly buckled the strap.

"What is the thing I am attached to?"

"Tracker," Spartan whispered a stack of things into her arms and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Come, don't hesitate!"

He took out at least eighty-nine strips in one breath - I don't know if Lin San's fingers trembled, or because the earth shook so badly; she finally buckled the third strap after several times. After a while, there was no sound, and the tremors gradually weakened. She glanced sideways at Spartan and found that he had just opened the picture in his hand. The corners of the paper were in the air. The sound is loud.

"Continue to tie them," he said without hesitation, probably trying to concentrate: "The next half or so, I may not speak."

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the scroll and saw that the back of the painting seemed to be faintly filled with English writings; she regained her gaze, steadily breathed, and tied another strap around the neck of the fourth person.

This is a young child who seems to be just like a young man. It looks like he is only fifteen or six years old. After Lin Sanjiu tied him with a black belt, he rushed out from her side and disappeared.

A woman in a silk dress used the last black belt on her hand. Lin Sanjiu did not know how, she always felt that she was very familiar; her eyes followed the other, slowly came to Spartan - the woman wearing a silk dress lifted her toes and gently kissed him on his cheek. After moving up to the container. Her back is quite elegant, just like the upcoming show.

Spartan apparently did not respond - he frowned, not looking back at the woman, his eyes quickly turned back to the handwriting scroll.

"You are here," a familiar voice called back the spirit of Lin Sanjiu; she turned her head and happened to face Yu Yuan’s face covered with tattoos. "I am going to pass, I think I should say it to you. No problem?" He looked at Sbaan, but asked her.

Lin Sanjiu looked around four times, only to find that when Spartan was distracted, the crowds who had been huddled here had taken the opportunity to bypass the container and disappeared in the rear. In addition to Yu Yuan, the other few sporadic people were wearing the uniforms of the arsenal. It seems that they did not leave because of Spartan’s identity.

Spartan still stared at the picture and didn't hear anything.

"I have to go, don't you go together?" Yu Yuan asked softly.

Should he be allowed to pass?

Lin Sanjiu had just raised this question, and suddenly there was a white light in front of him; a series of deafening explosions behind him, a wave of strong airflow in the soil, and several people were thrown to the ground. The earth trembled fiercely, and even the heavy containers were squeaky.

She and Yu Yuan were stunned by the airflow on the ground, and my heart was cold. I had already thrown the lesson of "can't look back"; but she just twisted her neck halfway, and Spartan's shadow suddenly turned into two. The man rushed up: "Don't move! Squat on the ground!"

"How, how is it?" she asked, trembled - in the rumbling explosion, almost no voice could be heard. "What the **** are you making me?"

In the dim, she heard Spartan whispering a few words: "Get the recorder."

What's on the recorder?

Lin Sanjiu called out the machine and felt that countless earth and stone were falling from the top of the head and was busy with the body to protect it. When she pressed the play button, she quickly heard her voice.

"Human bomb?" Her voice was just like Spartan, cold and trembled. "I... I agree. Let me be a bomb. Let me come." Thank you, Xiaojing, Yunyun, seeing the volume, Xiaojing Emperor, 斛鹤, 幽魔梦幻玫瑰, Mr. Zhou Jing, erpiang, whale love Drink porridge, you will always owe meat, two plus three equals Xiao Er, the promise of blue sea, Hao Cixing, vows are used silently, oh don't make trouble, take care of 111111 and so on! I haven't seen the monthly ticket yet, so I will fill it up next time!