Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare Chapter 268

As soon as he finished asking, Lin Mo reacted and opened his eyes abruptly.

The blurred vision caused by the burning curse just now gradually recovered, and Lin Mo could see the things in front of him clearly.

The first thing I saw was a man in a security uniform.

The security guard turned his back to himself at the moment, talking to someone.

And the person the security guard was talking to was a coffin bearer with a murderous look on his face, wrapped in malice and hatred.

At this moment, the coffin-bearer has only madness and killing intent in his eyes.

It stands to reason that the nightmare in this situation should be out of control, but the coffin bearer still maintains a sense of reason, arguing with the security guard.

Lin Mo completely recovered at this time.

He first looked at his hands, where the kerosene had just been soaked.

At this moment, nothing unusual can be seen, as if the infiltration of the magmlike kerosene before was an illusion.

Is it really an illusion?

Lin Mo shook his head.

Since he had the curse of 'ghost eyes', any means of hallucinations or ghosts covering his eyes have been useless for him, and he has long been immune to this.

And that kind of pain and burning, Lin Mo had never experienced before, it was too real.

It's true.

Looking closely, the blood vessels under the skin seem to be a bit scorching fire.

Lin Mo knew that he must have been infected with the 'burning' curse just now. After all, he directly touched the cursed object, but he did not die.

The problem was with what he just drank.

Looking down, there is some black blood around, and there are many burning potholes, and there are also black blood and some broken limbs.

The dark version is gone every day.

In the distance, Xiaodong, Sister Li Gui, the bald-headed killer, and the man with the belly stood motionless, with their heads lowered, as if they were controlled by something and lost consciousness.

The place is weird.

Only the angry roar of the coffin bearer could be heard.

"He must die... He killed my Tian Tian, you get out of the way... This matter has nothing to do with you."

This is obviously said to the security guard.

The security guard shook his head and said: "What died is just a dark avatar representing negative emotions. It's not that he hasn't died before. What are you worried about, you know very well, you are still in the house every day, and you are well protected. "

"I don't care, this matter has nothing to do with you, get out of the way..."

The coffin bearer was full of black energy, and that kind of aura was several times stronger than the first time Lin Mo saw him.

"I'll get out of the way, okay, but you dare to move him and try." The security guard's voice was also a few degrees colder, and he really stepped aside to get out of the way: "Your son is a son, but my son is not a son? It's a joke, and I told you earlier, the one just now is not your son, why don't you understand, your real son is still in cabin 133."

The two people talking here didn't know that Lin Mo behind him was already stupid.

He stared blankly at the man in the security uniform.

The other party was leaning on his side at the moment, looking to be in his fifties, with a little hunchback, because of the work, the hair on the temples was a little gray.

But that look, Lin Mo will never forget.

Lin Mo remembered very clearly that the last time he saw him was in a cold funeral home. Everything that happened that night five years ago, Lin Mo is vividly remembered.

Once, Lin Mo thought that he would never be able to see this person again.

Later, the nightmare world invaded, and Lin Mo saw a glimmer of hope from the nightmares of Xiaoyu, Sister Yue, and even Jun Xiwen.

But he didn't dare to hope.

Until a few days ago, he saw each other on the Li Gui bus.

"dad?"

At this time, Lin Mo finally couldn't hold back and called out.

As a result, the old man in the security uniform came over and slapped Lin Mo on the forehead.

"I signaled to you at that time to tell you not to follow me, why don't you understand? Who told you to come, you have not listened to Lao Tzu since you were a child, and you don't listen now, wait and see how I clean up. you."

The old security guard was beating and cursing.

Lin Mo held his head and bent over, and said, "You blame me too? I was obedient at the time, I didn't get in the car, and then I came to wander around when I had nothing to do, but I met the car again, and I didn't think about it myself. There was a zombie in a shroud chasing it, and I can't help it, Dad, it's not my fault."

Here comes the familiar stick education.

Lin Mo has not been beaten in the past few years, and Lin Mo misses it a lot, thinking that he will never experience it again.

As a result, we met again after a long absence today, let alone, it's still the same smell, that feeling.

"The one wearing the shroud... Could it be him..." The old security guard pondered for a while, but instead of beating his son, he grabbed Lin Mo's collar and went over: "Go, make a mistake with your uncle Wang."

"Who is Uncle Wang?" Lin Mo didn't react at once.

The old security guard pointed to the coffin-carrying man over there who was full of black gas, which meant that you were blind.

Without saying a word, Lin Mo bowed his head and said, "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry!"

After apologizing, Lin Mo turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Dad, where did I go wrong?"

"You forgot what happened just now?" The old security guard got angry.

"Just now, what happened?" Lin Mo really couldn't remember. He remembered the pain of being burned just now, and his brain was full of mucus. Besides, he couldn't see at the time.

Seeing that Lin Mo really didn't know, the old security guard whispered: "You killed someone's son, but luckily, that's not his real son, there is still room for things. Don't be nervous, don't say that you just killed one. False, even if you kill a real person, I will not let you lose a single hair if I am here."

"Looks like you're really my dad!" Lin Mo mumbled.

"You were still suspicious just now?" The old security guard was about to start again: "Who will wipe your **** except me, only your father will wipe your ass."

"Then, Dad, why are you in the junk lane, and why are you a security guard?" Lin Mo asked with doubts in his heart.

"What look, I'm the security captain, haven't you seen the captain's armband?" Dad Lin showed the red armband on his arm, Lin Mo looked at it, and it really said: Security captain, four words.

Captain of security, isn't that the nightmare that Xu Yang said, in the junk lane, he belongs to the maintainer of order and rules, and his strength is extremely terrifying.

It turned out to be his own father.

Happiness comes too suddenly.

Sometimes, admitting mistakes is just giving the other person a step down, and this is the case right now.

The murderous aura of the coffin bearer on the opposite side weakened.

Of course, it was mainly because the other party also knew that with the presence of the security captain, he could not kill Lin Mo.

In addition to this ~www.mtlnovel.com~ reason also prevailed at this time.

Originally, the coffin bearer had a good impression of Lin Mo, and he didn't have to be hostile to Lin Mo. After all, Lin Mo had helped him before. It was mainly because Lin Mo hammered the dark version of Tiantian to death just now after being cursed out of control, which made the coffin bearer out of control.

At this time, Lin Mo also confirmed the initial speculation.

The coffin bearer has something to do with Tian Tian in the wooden house No. 133.

It is very likely that it is the 'dad' in Tiantian's mouth.

The problem is that Lin Mo remembers it very clearly. When Lin Mo asked about Tiantian's father, the coffin bearer used a tone of extreme hatred and disgust, as if he wanted to skin Tiantian's father and dismantle him.

It turned out that he was scolding himself.

Also a cruel man!

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