Crimson Comes Chapter 1

Jump! Shakaraka!

As soon as he stepped into the elevator, Wei Wei heard the faintly explosive music in his ears, and forced his way into his eardrums like a fly.

Judging from the volume, it seems that the distance is not far.

He glanced slightly sideways to distinguish, and glanced at the buttons on the first to ninth floors in the old ladder, pursed his lips, and chose the third floor.

The elevator door slowly closed, a slight dizziness appeared, and the red numbers began to change.

From one to two, to three again.

The moment the elevator door opened, the looming sound of explosive music suddenly disappeared. Outside the elevator, there was an empty darkness.

There was a faint cool breeze blowing in, as if someone was blowing a faint cold air on the back of his neck.

Through the faint light from the elevator, it can be found that outside the elevator is a blank space that has not been decorated. There is no one person. There are only rough cement pillars and floors covered with dust, and broken plastic bags are gently rolling. Like a weightless human head.

I got it wrong.

Wei Wei pressed the close button and returned to the first floor again.

He left the elevator, walked outside the building slowly, and looked at the building again.

This is an unfinished building built on the outskirts of the city and looks a bit lonely. There are ten floors in total. From the bottom, it looks like a black hole. The floors are empty. The glass is not installed. The black space looks like a greedy mouth.

Looking in from the outside, there is absolutely no trace of anyone in this building.

It doesn't even look like there is electricity here.

But in fact, there is not only electricity, but even an elevator, so there must be problems.

Wei Wei frowned, returned to the elevator again, and decided to use a more direct method.

He pressed all the elevator buttons from the first to the ninth floor, then took out his pistol and pointed it at the elevator dashboard.

The pupils became slightly reddish, as if bloodshots were swimming, and threatened in a low voice:

"Go up."

The elevator trembled slightly, as if trembling with fear, and then the instrument changed and rose rapidly.

When I reached the third floor again, I suddenly felt a strange sense of weightlessness hit my mind, and the elevator seemed to be falling rapidly.

Wei Wei nodded lightly, put away the gun, and turned to look at the elevator.

There are only two possibilities for this special sense of weightlessness.

First, the elevator had an accident.

Second, the folded space on this floor was found.

"Bounce! Shakaraka!"

When the elevator door opened, intense and shocking music, mixed with the smell of alcohol and dazzling lanterns, rushed toward the face.

Wei Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the chaotic space in front of him.

The multicolored lights spun out beams of light of different lengths like crazy, as if to cut the world into pieces.

Although it is a bit earthy, the adrenalin-surging music has set off waves that hit the ceiling again and again.

The idiot who was dressed in fashion and was too cool, shook his head frantically on a crowded dance floor.

From a distance, it looks like a swarm of earthworms swaying.

Wei Wei looked at this chaotic world with a look of disgust on his face.

He took a deep look at the elevator and warned it to be honest.

Then he took a deep breath, suppressed the surging desire in his heart, and walked out at the elevator entrance where no one was paying attention. Into this strange world.

On both sides, countless people are swaying their lives.

Someone put the belly of whiskey into his mouth and swallowed wildly, swallowing this strong liquor like drinking water. His face even turned purple, showing symptoms of severe alcoholism, but he still grabbed another bottle without hesitation.

Some people wear white hospital gowns, their faces are pale and yellow, and their lips are purple. When he was dying, he was lying on a movable stretcher, relying on infusions to maintain his lowest life, but he still had the nurse stuff a plastic tube in his mouth, and his thin chest kept heaving and exhausting. With the only strength left in his body, he sucked in the hookah.

Someone was making a bet, and the sharp dagger was quickly stabbing between the unfolded fingers.

With a "chi" sound, there was a mistake. The sharp alloy blade cut off most of his fingers, leaving only a layer of flesh attached.

Excited, he tore off the half of his fingers and gestured to the person next to him.

A group of people around cheered loudly, saying that they would cut another one to add to the fun.

Wei Wei found an unoccupied corner in the noise, and found that there was no money for drinks, so he took a bottle of beer and drank it.

Immediately, many people around him cast contemptuous glances at him.

Wei Wei knows that this group of people has a unique chain of contempt. The more they waste their lives, the easier they will be sought after.

I didn't want to compare with them, so I enjoyed the free beer with peace of mind.

Jump! Shakaraka!

The atmosphere in the bar is getting warmer and louder, the volume of the music is pushed higher and higher, and the cycle is monotonous and restless.

The men and women in every corner are also getting more and more crazy, and their colorful hair is tossing to and fro.

As the clock pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and as a large mass of dry ice suddenly rose on the stage, the atmosphere reached its extreme.

Everyone was screaming in the chaotic music, holding their hands high, as if they were expecting something.

Wei Wei also sat up straight, his fingers flicking on the table unintentionally.

"Di-"

On the left side of the dance floor, next to a heavy iron gate, an electronic red light suddenly flashed, and after a while, it bounced open gently.

In the bar, everyone suddenly became quite quiet, and it seemed that even the most explosive music was a few decibels lower.

Dozens of crazy men and women crossed their hands on their chests. Under the crazy appearance, they seemed to be a little excited and pious.

A man dressed in diamonds, his jacket covered with sharp rivets, with purple eyeshadow and dark red lips walked out. He shaved half of his hair bald, and the other half was very long, fixed with hairspray. Pointing at half the sky like a thorn.

With an indifferent and proud expression, he stood in the middle of the dance floor, waving his hands high to the rhythm of the music.

The crowd below became even more excited, jumping vigorously and waving their hands, as if the floor was shaking.

The gothic DJ was very satisfied with the atmosphere, he waved his hand, and behind the iron gate, there were two shirtless, muscular men with black masks on their faces, and lifted a black thing up. , on the stage on the dance floor.

Unexpectedly, it was a black statue about one meter tall.

The main body of the statue is the image of a goddess with a beautiful and gentle face.

She has compassion on her face and lowered eyes, giving people a sense of holiness. Wearing a loose sackcloth robe, gently lifted between the crotch.

He stepped on the lifelike clouds with his bare feet, like a Virgin standing in the sky, looking down at the world mercifully.

"love lifes…"

"Enjoy life..."

When the crowd saw the statue, their expressions became even more excited, and their Adam's apple rolled frantically.

But they all agreed, holding back the shouting in their throats, the music was slowly fading like a tide, and the whole bar suddenly became quiet, only the multicolored lights were still spinning and intertwining, wanton cutting the world.

A neat and low voice resounded in the throats of everyone in the bar, like a collective raving.

The Gothic DJ had a mysterious smile on his face, crossed his legs and bowed, with his right hand on his chest.

The movements are elegant and mysterious.

Under the stage, countless people showed pious expressions on their faces, and followed him to salute the statue of the goddess.

It's more like a church if you ignore the flickering lights around you and the music that's pulled down but still muffled.

The goddess's brows and eyes seemed more gentle.

Even the corner of the stone sculpture's mouth seemed to have a smile on it.

In the psychedelic lights, there is something mysterious, lightly sprinkled on the devout people.

So, the face of the person who drank wildly changed from the dead man's face to a healthy rosy quickly.

The person who was smoking the hookah became more energetic and sat up from the stretcher.

The man who had cut off a finger looked at his severed finger in surprise, where the granulation was wriggling and new fingers were growing.

They are excited, satisfied, and crazy...

When this magical scene appeared, Wei Wei, who was sitting in the corner, gradually became indifferent.

He was not surprised or excited because he saw the fullness of life, and he ignored these believers who were ecstatic because of the exuberant life energy. In his eyes, he saw only blossoms. Rotten flowers are blooming contrary to common sense.

Just like a puppet, it has been tied on a string, but it thinks it is alive and is ecstatic.

After sighing slightly, Wei Wei silently took out the tablet and recorded: "The first type of danger was found."

"Nature: Demon of Life"

"Grade: D Grade"

"One high-level demon infection was found, four intermediate-level infections, and low-level infections..."

Wei Wei was silent, glanced at the crazy crowd, and continued to record: "...all of them."

"Solution plan..."

Looking at the basic items that need to be filled in the last electronic report, Wei Wei thought for a while and carefully entered:

"...Strictly abide by the Foundation's training regulations, and provide friendly persuasion and guidance to good people who have gone astray!"

Putting away the tablet, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he took out two guns from the gun pocket behind him, checked them carefully, and then started to check the bullets.

Huang Chengcheng's little thing exudes a lovely halo.

The red warhead as thick as a thumb gives people a strong sense of security.

With a gentle smile, Wei Wei carefully checked the bullet, then re-loaded the magazine and loaded it.

He got up calmly. In the smell of alcohol, perfume, and some kind of rotting seafood, he pushed his body through the frenzied crowd around him. He checked whether there was a back door on this floor, and then used The chain was carefully locked.

Back in the hall, he punched the light switch next to him and clenched the gun tightly.

I like persuading people to be kind and so on.

Chapter end