Crimson Comes: Chapter 273 The man who committed suicide 5000 words

Wei Wei's behavior of leaving the Scrap Iron City did not cause much disturbance.

He just got the captain's approval and spent the night preparing—the preparation was a restful beauty sleep—then packed up his things, and drove his modified jeep out of the Scrap Iron City. Even when he left the city and entered the wilderness, he directly crossed the trails, the gaps in the barbed wire between the spiritual barrier and the wilderness.

If you want to officially leave the city, especially from the spiritual barrier into the wilderness, there are of course formal passages, and even the roads are wider and smoother.

But that requires the approval of the city patrol team and various procedures, which is very troublesome.

So over time, everyone became accustomed to passing through the gaps in the barbed wire, not only the White Ghost Knights under the leadership of Captain Ouyang developed this habit, but also the city patrol team to do business privately from here.

A lot of things seem to be like this. Rules are one, methods are one, and habits are another.

However, when he was out of the city, Wei Wei quickly drove a modified jeep on a road overgrown with grass and had not been repaired for a long time, like a low-key traveler.

There is a lot of freedom in this mission.

The Foundation just allows itself to investigate the reactions and trends of various situations in the wandering church, when to execute it, and what method to use, there is no restriction at all.

Even the hymn of **** they promised, Wei Wei was asked to go to a secret base of a foundation in the wilderness to collect it.

Wei Wei especially likes this kind of task. It is not so rigid, and it is especially suitable for people with pioneering talents like himself to play freely.

The only problem is that there is no captain, so I don't feel very safe.

In addition, life in the wilderness is too hard to take Ye Feifei, which makes Wei Wei somewhat worried that his luck is not good enough.

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There are so few regulations and enough time, so Wei Wei also treats this mission as a trip.

He sat in the driver's seat with a sunshade on his face, half an unlit cigarette in his mouth, held the steering wheel steadily, and admired the lush wilderness and the blue sky and white clouds in the wilderness. Next to the rear-view mirror, as the vehicle swayed from side to side, even the withered hair trembled, looking like a sea urchin dancing.

The ghost lady was in a canned bottle with a seat belt on it, and was lying in the bottle at this time, leisurely basking in the sun shining in from the car window.

She is not as afraid of the sun as she used to be now, which seems to be the change brought about by the scarlet.

Scarlet has always been highly permeable to other demon powers, and can distort, contaminate, analyze, imitate, and even absorb other demon powers.

The ghost lady is obviously the one who has been strengthened the most by scarlet, after all, she is also the first great knight to be blessed.

However, the maximum upper limit of this penetration and change is still hard to say.

During the mission this time, Wei Wei also intends to study these things carefully, so as to complete his research report on the power of scarlet.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the land is desolate.

Wei Wei really liked this kind of atmosphere so much, he stepped on the accelerator all the way to the bottom, and there was a clattering sound.

It's not that there will be interesting things in the wilderness. Wei Wei has already prepared for this. After all, the radiation effect of the scrap iron city is very large, and the surrounding area is clean, let alone mysterious organizations or fanatics, since the abandoned iron city. There was no totem on the campus who didn't recruit anyone. After being killed for an inexplicable reason, even those weird people who were hiding in the shadows moved their homes overnight...

So this is at least a halfway trip, and Wei Wei is fully prepared for it.

Not only did he specially buy a batch of bullets from the black market at a fair price of ten cents, he also brought two water filters and a dozen underwear for washing.

He hummed and sang and went straight to the depths of the wilderness. He drove happily for two hours. Then, he ran out of gas.

"The bullet is ready, the rope is ready, the hook is ready, and I even brought two spares for the egg beater, but why did I forget to refuel?"

Squatting next to the fuel tank with a cigarette in his mouth, Wei Wei fell into deep distress.

There is no store in front of the village and no store in the back, how can I do it myself?

Looking at the distressed man beside the car, he hung the head pendant next to the rearview mirror, and his expression was also distressed.

"Can you think about your identity, you are also stumped by the question of knowing gasoline?"

It kept muttering in its heart that although this guy was the only true God he believed in, he still felt deep in his heart that he had really lowered the character of the word God.

"Right…"

Wei Wei was silent for a while before finally admitting helplessly, and then sat back on the jeep.

Suddenly biting his own tiger's mouth, he pressed his blood-soaked palm on the steering wheel. Then, the blood began to be drawn out from the blood and penetrated into the modified jeep. Gradually, the whole body began to become solid. The ferocious, red strange patterns covered the entire body, and even flesh-like tissues grew in many places, as well as bone spurs that were sharp like blades.

call…

In the exhaust pipe, a bright red flame suddenly burst out, and the sound was like the roar of countless demons.

The next moment, the tire of the jeep suddenly bit the ground tightly and flew out with indescribable speed and ferocity, and the surrounding air was smashed into a circle of faint ripples.

In the scarlet field of vision, the entire wilderness began to become distorted.

There is no lush greenery, the grass is green and the birds are singing, and some are only the weeds that grow strangely under the irrigation of carrion, and the ghost forest with bones hanging on the trunks.

Whether it was the ghost wandering beside the wild dog's kennel, or the piranha flower that quietly stretched its branches and leaves, they all shivered at this moment, and slowly hibernated their bodies, not showing the slightest movement.

The entire wilderness seemed to be polluted at this moment and lost its true scene.

The devil is coming...

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"puff…"

At the same time, I don't know how many people watched the ordinary traveler enter the wilderness, because the picture was too normal, and the existence that was almost asleep was awakened.

They opened their eyes wide and watched the blood-colored shadow disappear from their field of vision, leaving only a tragic and demonic picture, and only felt their scalps tingle.

"I'm coming…"

"I know that this time he entered the wilderness, it is absolutely impossible to keep a low profile..."

"This monster, this demon, has only been out of the city for less than two hours, and he can't help showing his true colors..."

"What kind of bloodshed is he going to cause in the wilderness?"

"That's probably only the ghost knows, or the devil knows..."

"…"

And when this amazing news was delivered to the Foundation's intelligence processing department, the spider who just got off the plane and rushed back to the headquarters was also making his own report to the person in front of the table with a blank expression: " The third secret war is about to start, or rather, it has already begun, and I have no intention of discussing with you here, who is the one who triggered this war, and everyone here."

"But what I can say is that now the Foundation's only hope of recovery, apart from a tragic showdown with him, is in her."

"So, for the plans of those ambitious consortiums, I hope you will devote more energy and attention."

"And this is the most precious information I brought back."

"…"

"This information, and your analysis...is there any basis for it?"

Facing the spider with a serious and even serious expression, the people sitting around the table on the high table only showed hesitation: "Is there really a problem with the previous decision? We need to discuss it again, but you bring it back. This piece of information is indeed very important, but unfortunately, it has nothing to do with the Foundation’s research, and is even incompatible, how can we believe that what you gave is the only feasible suggestion?”

"Of course it doesn't fit, and it's different from your research results."

The spider's answer seemed to be somewhat disdainful and sarcastic: "Because your research is fundamentally wrong."

For a while, there was a dead silence around the high table, and it was hard for everyone to imagine that an outstanding intelligence agent like Spider would actually say such absurd words.

In normal times, this is already something that can beat the table, but because the last decision has caused too much impact, they are now a little more patient to face these thorns.

So, someone suppressed his mood and said, "Why do you say that?"

"You came from a training camp, and you have also gone deep into the front line and participated in some Scarlet research."

"So you should know how much work the Foundation has done and how many predictions have been screened in order to analyze the power of the Scarlet."

"In terms of understanding the only demon in the previous era, or the only candidate for God, the Foundation should have far surpassed the wandering church..."

"…"

"The foundation can only be ranked second, because the first is the Rose Sect."

The spider calmly and confidently denied and replied, and then said softly: "Besides, believe me, only the advice I give is the only thing that makes it possible for the Foundation to fight the Rose Sect."

"You'd better get rid of your previous notions, because your research was wrong from the beginning."

"You are researching scarlet, and I am talking about our training camp classmates, that is..."

She paused for a while before continuing: "This person."

It was a little quiet next to the high table, as if trying to understand what she said. After a while, a somewhat sharp voice sounded:

"Please clarify your position and perception. We all know that he is not alone."

"…"

"but if…"

The spider faced the man and said softly, "What does he want to be a man?"

"Maybe I can make a bet with you here."

"We all know that the third secret war has come, and he will definitely be involved in it."

"So, what do you think his reasons for participating in it would be?"

"…"

"…"

"Really, if you don't come out, you don't know that the outside world is so big and bullets are so cheap."

When the foundation discussed the third secret war with itself as the core, Wei Weizheng expressed a comfortable feeling: "I used to fight and kill in the city every day, because I am small."

"It's interesting to have to fight and kill in the wilderness..."

"…"

Bright red flames spewed out of the exhaust pipe, and he drove this monstrous and monstrous flesh-and-blood car through the desolate city ruins.

The bodies of a group of knights and broken firearms were thrown behind them.

Wei Weiquan took the bullets away, and there was not a single bullet left.

Who told this knights to come up to kill him as soon as they saw him?

Of course, the details of the knights who knelt down and asked for their forgiveness after seeing the appearance of the car body clearly, Wei Wei must not have written it in the report to be submitted in the future.

Right now, he just finds it interesting, driving a scarlet-covered chariot through the long wilderness, as well as some areas occupied and polluted by strange creatures, watching the frightened carrion nervously get back into the coffin one by one. Crying and running in front of the front of his jeep with those mutated demon scumbags, then he stepped on the gas and rammed them into a crumb...

so happy...

People with contented hearts are often the kindest people in the world.

At this time, Wei Wei's face showed an unprecedented gentle smile, especially kind.

"It's quite fun to play, but isn't it a little bit incompatible with your identity?"

The head pendant weighed many times, but still couldn't help reminding: "After all, our trip this time is sacred, full of mysterious meanings and specific purposes, not for fun..."

"Are you, control yourself a little bit?"

"…"

Wei Wei was somewhat disdainful of its reminder, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not completely unreasonable.

So I thought about it carefully and came up with my own plan.

After all, there are so many strange things in the wilderness. With my own car, it is definitely not clean. Maybe I should think of a more efficient plan?

And when he began to think of these problems, the gloomy and ghost-like wilderness in his field of vision also had countless blurred and weird lines. He could feel that these lines exceeded the power of reality, and each of them could make I feel excited, but it seems that there are indeed some that are more attractive to me, as if they belong to the original things that should be touched by fate.

So, he gently let go of the steering wheel and let the scarlet monster wander through the bizarre wilderness until it came to an ordinary place.

Here, he saw only a pasture surrounded by barbed wire, and the thin sheep inside.

When the scarlet monster car appeared next to the pasture, the surrounding sheep ran back to the sheepfold like crazy. The sheepdog fell on the ground in fright and buried its mouth deeply in the grass.

Only on the hillside, a man in tattered jeans, did not notice his arrival at all.

Wei Wei saw that he was holding a shotgun in his hand, so he also cautiously took the gun in his hand and slowly approached him.

But he didn't see the man pointing a gun at him, he didn't even notice himself, he just slowly raised the shotgun, with blurred eyes, slowly aiming it at his mouth.

"No wonder I'm attracted to it..."

Wei Wei had a certain understanding in his heart: "The breath of despair has always been the most attractive to Scarlet..."

As a result, the smile on his face became more and more gentle.

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What does it feel like to be stuck in your mouth with a cold gun barrel?

The skinny man hadn't thought about this question before, but when he couldn't control himself, put the muzzle in his mouth, and was about to pull the trigger, he felt relieved.

At that moment, he almost felt like he saw heaven, a heaven away from everything.

How would you describe that feeling of comfort and relaxation?

maybe happy...

He exhaled what seemed to be the most relaxed sigh in his life, slowly closed his eyes, and under the throbbing urge in his heart, prepared to pull the trigger.

But at this moment, he was suddenly shocked and felt a tap on the shoulder.

This made him look up in confusion, and saw a man with a gentle smile on his face, a man who looked young but seemed to have a mysterious temperament.

"What are you doing?"

The mysterious young man looked at himself curiously and asked with a smile.

The skinny man glanced at the shotgun in his hand, feeling embarrassed to answer this question.

The other party also seemed to realize that this question was a bad question, so he covered the embarrassment with a smile and asked patiently, "Why did you commit suicide?"

"suicide?"

The skinny man didn't seem to realize that this was referring to his behavior just now, and didn't think there was any good answer to this question.

I just don't want to live anymore...

However, just because of this interruption, the throbbing in his heart just now disappeared, he stood up dumbly, looked at the sheep that had returned to the lap, went over and closed the door, prepared the fodder, and picked it up again. The saw went into the woods, sawed wood bit by bit, cut it off, tied it, and then drove the old truck, like an ant, and put all his strength into the truck.

He has been working without stopping for a moment. Until late at night, he copied with his hands, ate a mouthful of sour fried noodles, and curled up to sleep on the hardwood bed.

Three hours later, he woke up and continued to start the day's work against the stars.

During this period, a happy expression even gradually piled up on his face.

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Wei Wei has been looking at this man~www.mtlnovel.com~ patiently watching him all day, as if forgetting that he has more important and in some ways greater things to do.

He watched the man put down the shotgun in his hand, and then he continued to work, repeating and numbly carrying out these tasks far exceeding his own load, neither stepping forward to help nor stopping him, until he saw it. Twenty-four hours later, he saw the skinny man get into the truck and was about to drive away, and then he walked to the window, looked at the skinny man's face in the car, and said with a smile, "What are you doing?"

The man's expression seemed a little blurred, and it took a long time before he answered, "I'm working."

Wei Wei asked softly, "Then why do you want to work?"

"why…"

Listening to this question, the man's dull eyes gradually became brighter, as if full of enthusiasm: "Because Miss Lily needs me..."

"…"

Wei Wei also laughed, got up and sat in his co-pilot, and said with a smile, "I'll go see Miss Lily with you."

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"What is this going to do?"

The head pendant has almost collapsed: "Obviously he came out to do the greatest thing, why are you so interested in such trivial things?"

But Wei Wei didn't answer it, he just felt that maybe it was the greatest thing in the world to understand why a person wanted to commit suicide.

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