"I'm suffering … …"
In the desolate backyard, Huai Shi sat on the steps of the garden, looking up at the sky and sighing as he stared blankly at the ground.
At this moment, he deeply felt that he was a child with a bitter life.
He was tricked by an agent into going to a brothel for an interview, and on the way home, he encountered corpses. He was mysteriously thrown into a police station because of a box, and not even a day after he was released, he was thrown into another police station.
Now, in order to survive, he had no choice but to accept the help of a Crow. However, this Crow's greatest ability was to make him die again and again.
In the end, it was all for nothing.
Since he was going to die, couldn't he just die once?
Why did he have to die dozens of times … …
He died to the point where he was almost numb. 'Death Premonition', an unprecedented skill, was about to take shape!
Huai Shi felt that if he was lucky enough to survive this time, he could rely on death to raise this skill to LV10 for the rest of his life!
"If you have time to complain, you might as well die more. This kind of meditation can at least train your Origin Substance. Who knows, you might be able to break through the 99% progress bar and become an Ascender."
Beside him, the Crow, who had zebra-striped for some reason due to lack of ink, suggested.
"As if I'd believe you!"
Huai Shi completely ignored her. He stared at the desolate garden and began to think: Who am I, where am I? There's only half a month before school starts. I'm so poor that I'm about to die. What am I doing other than seeking death?
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and an idea came to his mind:
"I say, do you have any way to make money?"
"I do."
The zebra Crow carelessly combed its feathers and pointed at the road outside the door: "Walk for ten minutes and take the bus. Turn left at the next stop and you'll be at the bank. Grab a ticket and you'll have everything."
"… … Who doesn't know how to rob a bank!" Huai Shi rolled his eyes: "Don't you have any magic that can turn stone into gold?"
"Ah, magic. That's a long story, but I do know the technology to make gold, but … …"
"But what?"
Huai Shi leaned forward, his eyes shining.
"But the cost per gram is about 3,000 yuan in Dongxia currency."
She said calmly, "Pure Gold made this way is usually used as a spiritual base material in all kinds of ceremonies and altars. If you want, I can get you two pounds."
"If I had money, why would I need gold?"
Huai Shi was speechless.
He could only sit on the steps and continue to stare blankly until a faint shattering sound rang out, waking him up.
It was as if a glass bottle had been kicked and broken.
In this hot summer afternoon, it was so crisp.
Huai Shi turned around in shock and looked in the direction of the front yard.
"Someone's coming?"
Crow looked up thoughtfully and said worriedly, "Did they find out that I stole electricity from your house?"
Huai Shi was stunned at first, then he came to his senses and glared at him. "When the hell did you do such a thing behind my back!"
"Actually, I also secretly pulled out a network cable, the WiFi signal is pretty good." Crow took out a smartphone from under its wing. "Do you need a password?"
Huai Shi glared at her and got up. She tiptoed to the back of the room and poked her head out. Crow skillfully stepped on his head and poked his head out as well.
In the corner of the decaying courtyard, there was a person looking around sneakily, then reached out and pulled down his companion who had climbed over the wall.
Just like that, the two of them landed on the ground. Their arms were bulging, and their faces were still covered by masks.
"Oh … …"
Crow whispered, "Do people who charge electricity still climb over walls these days?"
"Probably thieves." Huai Shi gritted his teeth and bent down to pick up half of an iron bar from the corner. "Anyway, this kind of thing has happened more than once."
"Oh?"
She looked at Huai Shi thoughtfully and then smiled strangely. "I hope so."
Huai Shi did not have time to pay attention to her. He lowered his voice and quietly peeped at the scene in front of him. The two burly men put on their gloves, looked around, and whispered something to each other. Then, they tiptoed into the house through the broken window on the side. Huai Shi carefully opened the back door of the house and heard the old floorboards creaking.
The heavy footsteps first lingered in the living room, then went upstairs. The sound of the door being opened could be heard continuously.
Soon, he heard voices upstairs.
"He's not here!"
"Let's look for him first and see where he hid it!"
Then, there was a rummaging sound, and there was a constant sound of things being broken. Huai Shi listened with a toothache. Originally, the house was already barren. His parents had pawned everything that was slightly valuable, and all that was left was a pair of worthless rotten furniture.
It was not easy for these guys to survive for so long, but he did not expect to be in trouble today.
Fortunately, although the house was barren, at least the house was big enough and there were many empty rooms. It would take a long time even if they searched.
Huai Shi took a deep breath, grabbed the stick, and tiptoed upstairs. He heard a rough sound coming from his bedroom.
"Bang!"
The sound of a drawer falling to the ground.
Damn it, my desk.
Then there was another crisp sound, and the things in the cabinet fell to the ground.
"Crash!"
The things on the desk lamp and the table also fell down.
"Look at this!"
As if they had found something, Huai Shi heard the sound of a zipper being pulled. It was the sound of the piano case being opened, followed by the dull echo of the piano body being hit.
"Not in here?"
"Could there be a mezzanine?" One of them guessed. "Break it open and see?"
F * ck your mother!
Huai Shi was furious.
I didn't care when you rummaged through the cabinets, and now you want to destroy my rice bowl. This is a big feud!
With no time to hesitate, he poked his head out and saw the two people squatting on the ground with their backs to him. One of them had already picked up a hammer. Anger rose in his heart, and he became bold. He raised the stick and jumped down.
He had a good plan here. First, he would stun one person, then before the other person could react, he would hit again. Everything was done!
Things went very smoothly.
"Bang!"
The man with the hammer fell to the ground, but right after that, Huai Shi saw the iron pipe in her hand, which had been there for god knows how many years, break in the middle and fly out.
He was stunned.
The other person was also stunned. Then, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he pounced on Huai Shi.
Huai Shi subconsciously raised his leg and kicked him. Then, he staggered, picked up the chair next to him, and threw it down.
Then, the broken chair that had been with him for so many years was also sacrificed.
That person didn't seem to be in pain or itch. He finally got up from the ground and clenched his fists, making cracking sounds. His face under the mask also became ferocious.
Huai Shi took a step back at first, but then he reacted. Today was different. He was no longer the weak chicken who couldn't even truss a chicken.
Good, this peerless martial art skill will be displayed in your shop!
He smiled coldly and went up to perform a set of military boxing!
Then, it was another set of military boxing, and finally another set of military boxing … The military boxing that he had learned through getting beaten up was indeed very easy to practice. He went from the first set to the third set without stopping. It was like moving clouds and flowing water, full of vigor and vigor!
Except for the fact that the opponent didn't lose a single hair, there were no shortcomings.
Huai Shi was about to collapse from exhaustion, but he didn't even hit the person … If this was under the bridge, he might have earned a hundred or so yuan as a tip, but it was useless now.
The brawny man's movements were frighteningly agile. Although he didn't know any military boxing, the strength of his punches and kicks was frightening. With a casual punch, Huai Shi's vision turned black and his face swelled up.
Damn, this guy is tough. I'll run …
Huai Shi just had this thought in his mind, but then he became angry. This is my f * cking house. Even if someone is going to run, it's not me!
Then, he felt a chill at the back of his head and subconsciously lowered his head.
Then, he felt a hammer swinging at the back of his head. The wind whistled, and the guy behind Huai Shi, who was knocked down by his rod, got up.
That was why old steel rods were unreliable …
Before Huai Shi had time to reflect, he saw the man opposite him pounce on him. With a sudden hug, he was pressed to the ground. Then, a big hand grabbed his neck.
"Kill this little f * cker!"
Under the mask, the pair of eyes were full of viciousness. "Damn, I almost capsized!"
The man holding the hammer gasped and walked up. He raised the hammer in his hand and aimed it at Xu Que's head. Karma really came fast. Just now, Huai Shi was the one who hit someone, and now it was someone else's turn to hit him.
Seeing that the hammer was being raised, he was so scared that he struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of the hand on his neck. In the chaos, he could only tear off his mask, revealing his scarred face.
"F * ck, help …"
Huai Shi screamed.
"Think of something sad!" Crow shouted at the top of his voice. "Think about how you died in your dreams … How many times did you die, how tragically did you die!"
Huai Shi suddenly felt a little tired. He was going to die, what was the use of thinking about that? Oh, and then he wouldn't be afraid if he was mentally prepared, right?
He could also die peacefully. What a good idea!
Thinking of the tragic deaths in his dreams, Huai Shi felt a burst of grief and indignation. After personally experiencing death countless times, the terrifying weight of those memories almost made him breathless.
The more he died, the more he was afraid of death, because death was such a terrible thing.
At that moment, he felt a warm flow emerge from his right hand, and then, there seemed to be something in his clenched fist.
It was fine like sand, and it was full of sand.
Without time to think, Huai Shi subconsciously scattered those things. Pitch-black dust flew from his fingertips, and in an instant, it pounced on the man's face.
The hand that was strangling him loosened a little in the sudden attack. Huai Shi suddenly opened his eyes, then suddenly rolled over, and heard a roar in his ear.
The floor that the back of his head was smashed to pieces by the hammer.
The loud noise made him break out in a cold sweat.
But then, before he could get up, he saw the face of the person who was strangling him suddenly contorted. His face turned red, and he panted violently. Then, he burst into tears.
The person holding the hammer was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red …
F * ck, what the hell is this?
Chili powder?
In his shock, Huai Shi accidentally inhaled the black powder floating in the air that was quickly decomposing. Suddenly, a strong sour feeling spread from the tip of his nose.
"Be careful, that seems to be 'tribulation dust'! You'll be in trouble if you get it on you! "
Crow's warning was always a step too late.
And Huai Shi finally realized that the sour feeling at the tip of his nose did not seem to come from external stimulation, but … it came from the pain and sadness in the depths of his heart.
It seemed like he was fired by a garbage supervisor and lost his job for a living. It seemed like his little Shiba Inu that he raised from childhood was stolen. It seemed like one day, he finished his overtime work early and went to his girlfriend's house to find another man lying in her bed. It seemed like a sudden obituary and cancer notice. It was like a useless author who couldn't write for several days even though he promised to update two chapters a day.
His lungs were convulsing, his eyes were burning, and the tip of his nose was full of sour feelings. Uncontrollable sadness spread in his heart. He recalled that when he was three years old, he fell on the stairs, and when he was six years old, his savings of 1.50 yuan was stolen by a fat kid in the game hall. His unreliable parents went missing after donating money, he met a male prostitute in an interview, and he was inexplicably involved in this kind of thing when he returned home …
"God, I'm so miserable!"
Huai Shi looked up to the sky, and a sad scream came from his throat. He began to cry loudly, and his tears could not stop flowing …
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