Chapter 145 There is nothing to be afraid of.

Author: Three Fresh Meat Wonton

Chapter 145 There is nothing to be afraid of.

The misty fog and gorgeous decorations, the man walked in a twisted and exaggerated world, looking around aimlessly.

Everything around it forms irregular lines like abstract paintings, with the tone and color tending to be bright red and bright yellow that kindergarten children would like. While using the color boldly, the curves are deliberately bent. Clowns, rabbits, and cute dolls, but they are tightened and pulled into funny and thrilling visual effects.

It was a warm fairy tale, and it was like something hidden under the fairy tale, dark and twisted, making people feel cold.

The kaleidoscope is rotating, like a slender beam of light penetrates the maple leaves and breaks through the messy branches placed across the layers and falls on the square floor.

Candy, cream, dessert forks, powdered sugar scattered everywhere.

Around them are warm tunes, like a girl chorus, soothing and calming but with a sacred meaning.

A man named Yuan Chisho walked on such a road, and the cute dolls around him jumped to him from time to time, and then opened his mouth, which was originally sealed with thin threads.

[Are we going to be the savior? I'm the one.]

The red little rabbit jumped lively with the carrots in his hands.

[I want to temper my spirit to the greatest extent! I hope to make progress with my colleagues, urge each other, and work together to build a new future for people to do things! Eliminate the mentality of giving up on yourself, destroying the roots and scattering the roots! Create brilliance with sweat! Use roots to achieve dreams! Squeeze the body, burn the soul, and realize personal value!!]

The two chocolate beans that may be eyeballs show a rounded light.

[It is not the past, not the future, or the present! It is up to our generation to end the thousand-year-old hatred, and use the sword in our hands and the blood flowing in our chests!]

The sundae full of strawberry jam is like white cotton under the halo, and it is like a sunset burning red at dusk.

【i can do this all day.】

Everything is so beautiful and warm, but Yuan Zhisheng's pace is getting faster and faster.

Instead of looking at the dolls and desserts, they lowered their heads and waved their hands, step by step faster than the other. He couldn't see those people, and naturally the dolls couldn't see his face clearly.

It was a pale pale body with tight tension, cold sweat flowing, and extreme fear.

The suits and leather shoes under her feet gradually broke the decoration on the cake, and the butter trampled around, stuck to the legs of her trousers, and then fell in another corner, making a heavy puff sound.

The cream flowed down the legs of the trousers to the soles of the shoe, and Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that the resistance on his feet had increased.

His breathing stopped and he accelerated his pace again. In the end, he simply ran!

It was at this time that the music began to change.

The girl changed from humming softly to singing together. The doll who spoke watched him run away coldly, while the new doll ran towards him and spoke-

[The whole eye is on me! Listen to me! I have recently developed a lot of new uses of [Shi Yan. Oracle]! Why not record this too!]

【Boss, you have changed.】

[Since that's the case, please ask the boss and Miss Sakura to do the logistics work!]

[Big Boss, did you pay the kidnapper's credit points when you convinced the kidnapper to follow you?]

【Boss!】

【Boss?】

【Source Boss?】

【Brother Zhisheng?】

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing the doll that looked like Mickey Mouse suddenly vomited another doll from his mouth, she immediately opened her originally cute and small mouth, and turned into a bloody mouth and white teeth that were extremely sharp, swallowing his head.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but scream, then overturned the quilt in front of him and sat up from the bed.

“Huhu.”

The man's sweat flowed down from his forehead. The difference from his dream was that the sweat was quite damp and hot, not out of fear or cold body. Yuan Zhisheng looked at the thick quilt on his body again, and he felt a certainty in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to breathe heavily and calmed down his breath.

The man struggled to move the quilt away and looked up at the calendar.

June 2nd.

There are blurred memories floating in a man's brain, which are the remnants of the dream, the crumbling corridors of life, and the traumatic memories left to him by treacherous and evildoers.

but.

Swish-

The curtains were pulled open, and the sunlight illuminated the earth and fell on the man's cold and sharp face. The clear curve was the standard for the handsome guys, and the halo of the nose was the center of gravity for artistic photos to adjust the contrast color.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the rising sun in the distance, and his heart seemed to be washed, his face gradually changed from cold to fatigue, and finally he relaxed.

What, it turns out to be a dream

He patted his face and exhaled a breath of turbid breath like a self-deprecating person.

The man picked up the "blue and white porcelain" water cup given to him by the crow yaksha at the table, hooked the hook and loop with his index finger, and walked towards the door of the room with a faint expectation.

A new day has begun.

The man smiled slightly.

Already, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Immediately, he turned around, the plastic slippers stumbled, and the man opened his door-

"I'll step on Marlena!!"

The crappy tongue-playing sound is the misinterpretation of the underworld by inferior Japanese dramas. The knife pierces straight into the round wooden table. The wood chips splash at the same time, and the cold light has arrived. While it brings a loud bang, even the wooden table cracks like a spider-web-like pattern.

Looking upwards with the knife, you will find that a girl is talking.

The girl was energetic and had bright eyebrows. She tied her capable single ponytail. Her not-so-long orange hair was tied to the back of her head to form a small ray of waves pouring down. Her eyes, which were as bright as diamonds, were extremely sharp at this moment, with sharpness like a blade on the corners of her eyes, which were aggressive and oppressive.

But what attracts others' attention is the clothes the girl is wearing at the moment.

Bandage, also known as "さらし".

This is a bleached white cloth. As we all know, Japanese people have a special liking for white clothes. There are whole pieces, which are called "long robe" in kimono. There are "loose cloth" similar to underwear. There are also waist-circlings wrapped around their waists. For details, please refer to a three-knife streamer.

The so-called "さらし" is mostly used in traditional martial arts, or in the tyrants of the Japanese underworld.

This white cloth can reduce shaking to improve sports performance, tighten the waist and abdomen to reduce heavy bleeding and trauma. It also allows you to tie a bandage to remove the brim and fight, and the shirtless gangster visual performance is also extremely fierce.

That's right, that's a form of ostentatious expression of the underworld, a kind of arrogant behavior that "I can go up and punch you at any time."

And the girl is wearing the so-called special clothes at this moment.

The dark red Hebei costumes are like autumn wind sweeping away maple leaves and falling to the ground, and they are like a few wisps of blood dyed on the rusty iron wall.

Half of his body was completely open, wrapped around his chest with a slender single arm, with a flower-like black tattoo on his single arm, a tiger's head, a ghost face of Yasha, and a prickly blue color and cinnabar, which was ferocious and gorgeous.

Very handsome, but it doesn't look like a tattoo.

The sitting posture is to sit cross-legged with wide open and close, the expression is to be arrogant and domineering, and the movement is the most classic knife stabbing the table in the underworld.

In front of the woman is an elegant and easy-going old man.

The old man and the woman are completely different from the extreme. The polite smile of the flight attendant is shallow but not extravagant. The body board is the ultimate Japanese etiquette standard. The shoulders and backs tighten the hands and put them on the thighs. The wind blows the temples, and the old man is as mellow and thick as aged wine and dish.

Two people with different styles confronted each other, and the girl spoke first!

"Are you serious about what you said just now?" The girl's head was slightly tilted back. The old man sitting down was more than one level taller, but the girl despicablely put several layers of Japanese dictionary under her butt. When she raised her head, she could actually look down from a small angle, which was so majestic.

"Let you participate in the dragon detection operation hosted by my Snake Eight Family?"

The girl hummed in surprise, while the old man nodded slightly, and continued to explain in his appearance as a gentle scholar.

"Yes, because Mr. Masato Shinomiya, the head of the Hayashi family of the Hokki family, was extremely reluctant to contact our headquarters, so I have never had the opportunity or time to intervene in the dragon activities in Japan."

"However, our Ministry of Technology recently intercepted a geological information about dragons about Japanese territory."

The old man squinted his eyes and took out a file.

"In 1992, the Lenin icebreaker that sank in the Japanese waters was designed to conquer the most dangerous seas in the world, and the torpedo hits the front. The last distress signal of Lenin was 120 nautical miles away from the Japanese coastline, a completely safe sea area."

Anger said deliberately with his head tilted.

"It is directly above the Japanese Trench. It is integrated with the Qiandao Trench, Ogasawara Trench and Mariana Trench. It is an abyss on the seabed, which is thousands of kilometers long. From a geological point of view, it is the dividing line between the Eurasian and the Pacific Plate. The Pacific Plate rushed into the bottom of the Eurasian Plate, and the junction formed an extremely deep crack. The deepest part of the trench is called the Tuscarola Abyss, with a depth of 8,513 meters."

The old man said it in a casual tone, and his tone felt like a popular science program host.

"Our equipment and technical personnel cannot accept that this shipwreck is just an accidental investigation conclusion."

"The reality is that almost all the unexplained incidents in the world can eventually be conquered into dragon-related events. This makes me think that if it is a dragon, I might be able to tolerate the harsh environment in the extreme abyss? The so-called abyss may have become the best hatchery and refuge for dragons."

"I'm very interested in this statement. I dare to hatch nearly 10,000 meters below the sea. It sounds like I can raise a second-generation seed or Dragon King Slaughter to play with it."

The host finally made a summary and a banquet for laughter.

But when he heard this, the girl couldn't help but frown.

"Wait, you might as well talk about the source of this news first? Why are you so sure that there are dragons?"

The old man smiled implicitly again.

"[The Secret Archives of the Eight Family of Snake Qi Family Volume A Issue 32] The ninth line in the upper right corner of the 34th page."
To be continued...