doll city

Chapter 53 Paper Doll Alley (5)

"It's not as good as a beast! It turned out to be a fugitive! You have lived for 14 years after killing someone, it's really cheap for you!"

After she was able to speak, Xiao Yi threw Shi Yuansong off, kicked him up like a shrimp, opened her mouth and screamed silently, as if she wanted to quibble.

Li Ya let go of Shi Yuansong's voice, and he immediately shouted——

"You don't have evidence, don't make false accusations, well, I don't know her at all! It doesn't matter to me if she dies—"

Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow suddenly pressed him heavily on the ground, and a sharp metal blade picked up the tape from his eyes and touched his eyelids.

Shi Yuansong saw a pair of bloodshot, mad dog-like eyes through the slits in his eyes.

"You wouldn't be here without knowing her."

Yan Ge's expression was like a lunatic driven to a corner, ready to drag the other party into hell at any time, "I can start you from below, cut it into pieces, and feed it into your stomach..."

Shi Yuansong originally wanted to resist, but for some reason, with Shangyange's eyes, his whole body seemed to be plunged into boundless fear, and he could almost see the end of his being dismembered.

Shi Yuansong, who didn't know that he was concentrated and suppressed by the mental radiation, whimpered instinctively, and tremblingly said——

"Really, it's none of my business! I just made a small mistake, and I didn't kill her. It was her family who forced her to death. Even if I go to court, I can't sue it!"

After he finished speaking, he found that everyone looked at him with a sneer.

"Honestly, this place sucks."

"But at any rate, there is one advantage - a scumbag like you can die a miserable, miserable death very quickly."

After finishing speaking, the eyes of the paper figurine who had been following Shi Yuansong turned red, which symbolizes killing. At the same time, there was a "rustling" sound of paper flapping from all directions.

"Here we come." Li Ya exhaled softly, "After seeing off the kiss, now is the time for the red-eyed puppets."

While he was speaking, a storm of snowflakes swept over countless paper money from the other side of the street, and those paper money swept across the street densely like blades, and then, waves of spiritual radiation descended densely.

Everyone looked around, and their faces darkened—all the stores and shops around them opened automatically, and the heads of paper figurines poked out sideways. Men, women, children, and all the red eyes look at them.

In this hunting ground, all the aborigines living in Paper Man Lane are all paper men.

Shi Yuansong, who showed one eye, looked at the nightmarish scene in front of him, broke down and shouted: "What is this... what is this all about! Ghost!!!"

"They're here, except don't use fire, you can do anything!"

Yan Ge and his team prepared all kinds of equipment just to deal with this situation. They immediately lined up in a fan formation and took out their weapons.

Those paper figurines crawled out of the doors one after another, and realistic faces of human beings appeared on the blank faces.

Most of them looked indifferent and mocking, and they swished around them, whispering human whispers.

"She's dirty, very dirty, don't go with her."

"Unlucky, it hurts my girl's reputation..."

"It's so easy to get pregnant. My daughter-in-law waited three years for a child."

"He's dumb, maybe he can have fun in private."

This is the appearance of the people who used to live here in the entire hunting ground of Paper Man Alley. The words they once said, the maliciousness they contained, everything was learned by the paper people.

The paper people gathered around and grabbed them with their long pale fingers. Those vicious words were like the deepest mud in the world, and they grabbed them together with their long pale fingers.

Yan Ge took out a prepared thick-bladed long knife and slashed at the seemingly fragile paper figurines without hesitation. He was surprised to find that although they were made of paper, they were as hard as aluminum foil. Cut off in imagination, the blade got stuck inside.

Li Ya next to him looked around and said, "The paper figurines here are all made by other residents in Paper Man Alley. Looking for the wedding reception team just now, those are paper figurines made by Wu Yun himself."

"Where did the welcoming team go?"

"Go to the entrance of the wooden pagoda, the last place of the Yin marriage, and send the bride to the groom."

But suddenly there was a sudden change, Shi Yuansong beside him was suddenly trapped by the hollow body of the paper man who had been staring at him, and his whole body immediately became more agile, pretending to be the roaring Shi Yuansong inside, he ran to the side.

"Go after him!"

Yan Ge's reaction was the fastest. He supported the head of a paper figurine nearby, jumped out of the encirclement by stepping on its shoulders, and plunged headlong into the storm of paper money on the street.

The paper money by his side scraped small holes in the clothes, he covered his face with his arms, and squinted his eyes to lock onto Shi Yuansong's back.

On the way, he broke off the fluorescent stick and let the fluorescent liquid sprinkle on the ground along with his movements to mark the people behind.

Shi Yuansong in front screamed mournfully, and after a while, Yan Ge saw that the paper figurine seemed to have noticed him, stopped suddenly, and turned his head almost 180 degrees.

"what!!!"

Shi Yuansong inside screamed that his neck was almost broken, but he was not dead yet, and the scream immediately turned into a tragic cry.

The paper figurine opened its hands, and several paper cows and horses, celestial maidens, and priests poured out from the surrounding shops. Their red eyes stared at Yan Ge, and rushed towards him together.

Yan Ge's first move was not to retreat, but to throw the thick-bladed long knife in his hand at Shi Yuansong's right leg, and the knife spun into his calf, making him let out another painful cry whimper.

The face of the paper figurine became even more distorted. It didn't stay any longer, and limped back with dripping blood.

——As long as there is blood, it can be traced.

Thinking of this, Yan Ge ducked to avoid the grasp of a celestial girl paper figurine above his head, rolled out from below, pulled out the iron rod in his backpack, and backed away while beating.

Probably because they are all handmade. Although the overall strength is not high because of the large number, their movements are much more flexible than those common shopping mall wooden models, and it is difficult to hit their eyes.

Tsk, if fire was available, they would be burnt out in no time.

Kicking away a paper horse that was trying to sneak attack, Yan Ge's heart suddenly moved slightly, and he glanced at the street on the right from the corner of his eye.

Among the flying paper money, Yan Ge saw a strange man walking towards him against the wind.

The reason why he is called strange is because he is wearing a well-tailored suit, with his meticulously combed hair hidden under the woolen top hat. When approaching, he gracefully took off his white gloves and took out a gun from the suit. □, the trigger was turned around on the finger, and the muzzle was aimed at the crazy puppets.

His voice is not high, but very clear, like a chant.

"Every hero's story starts with encountering injustice, doesn't it?"

Yan Ge only had time to hear a few gunshots—to be precise, five gunshots, no more, no less, just enough to knock down the puppets.

Besides, you need to punch the eyes when hitting a puppet, but you don’t have to hit the chest——

Yan Ge's thoughts turned halfway, and he suddenly froze. After the five paper dolls were hit in the chest, their bodies froze, showing no sign of struggling anymore, and fell straight to the ground.

Compared with Diana's death caused by precise sniping at the fatal point at the same time, this weirdo's marksmanship is even more strange. Those puppets died for no reason, and they didn't even do basic struggle. It seems that the concept is reversed, it is "death" "It's setting off his personality.

Yan Ge didn't know why he had such an illusion, he sat in the pile of paper figurines and watched him approaching and stretched out his hand in a daze.

"Are you all right, traveler?"

"……thanks."

Yan Ge involuntarily supported his hand to stand up. During the process, he felt that the other's hand was very cold, and his skin was stiff, completely lifeless.

When he saw his face clearly, Yan Ge couldn't help shaking.

This gentleman in a suit has an Asian face of about forty years old. This face should be very handsome. The only exception is... His eyes are forcibly sewn together with thread.

Before Yan Ge asked the question, the gentleman in the suit seemed to sense his thoughts and showed a friendly smile.

"You're nervous, it doesn't matter, this is indeed a restless night. Where are you going? I think we should have this fate to walk together."

If he wasn't an actor himself, Yan Ge would definitely feel that this person was speaking lines from a drama.

He also felt similar traits in Luca—he didn't express his thoughts in spoken language, and every word he said was like an artistically rendered line in a novel or a storybook.

Yan Ge noticed that the arrogance of the paper money around him was instantly suppressed, and the humming of the wind also stopped.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him. According to his calculation, his teammates should have followed up at this time, but in fact they didn't.

Forty years old, gentleman, "hero"...

The combination of these elements made Yan Ge realize the second purpose of this trip.

Diana's uncle who became "Lost", the gentleman "Lion".

"It seems that you already know my name."

In Yan Ge's slightly widened eyes, Leon smiled as if he had mind reading skills.

"You have a lot of questions now, and I can answer one of them—why am I here? Because I heard the voices of the dolls."

"They told me there was a kind girl here who had fallen into the mire of worldly prejudice, and I thought it was my duty to save her."

"The righteous indignation in your heart proves that you are a man of noble character, and I think we can witness together."

As he spoke, he put on his gloves again, stretched out his arms, and his voice was elegant.

"Not all live puppets are friendly. I suggest you hold me like a little lady, and treat it as a special night excursion."

"..." Yan Ge was silent for a long time.

The gentleman in front of him must be at the third level, his spiritual radiation is enough to make those live puppets tremble.

Obviously, he also showed his intention to protect him, and the action of "holding" him should be equivalent to temporarily accepting his protection.

Yan Ge himself was not afraid of those puppets, but he didn't come here for fighting, but to seek opportunities to advance.

Now that opportunity is at hand.

It is better to do a full set than to do a play. An excellent actor cannot have the burden of a stereotyped image.

Yan Ge lowered his eyes slightly, took a half step back, and bent his knees slightly according to the actions of medieval ladies in the exchanges with female students in the class in his memory.

He felt that his spiritual level seemed to gradually break away from the state of loose sand in this cooperation, and develop towards the direction of solidification into a fortress.

He raised his slender and fair neck, and softly embraced the blind gentleman with his eyes.

"My pleasure."

……

"It's strange, we followed Yan Ge's fluorescent mark all the way here, why haven't we seen him yet? Is he running so fast?"

Xiao Yi lowered her head and pulled away the paper money on the ground. The traces of fluorescent liquid spread all the way into the wooden pagoda door and disappeared at the threshold.

But they never saw Yan Ge's figure.

Xiao Yi was a little worried, and looked at Li Ya who was wandering at the door, taking a step to the left and then to the right.

"What are you doing? Looking for Yan Ge."

"Don't look for it, he's right here."

"Huh?" Feeling that Li Ya's tone of voice was a bit strange, Xiao Yi, who was used to his careless and casual appearance, was a little confused.

Li Ya's state is a bit strange, since just now, he has folded his arms, tilted his head slightly and heard something, his fingers tapped on the crook of his arms, and the rhythm gradually became restless.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yi asked.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt—"

Li Ya adjusted his sunglasses, and suddenly showed a slightly ferocious smile.

"I've lost my way on the road of being a human being. Isn't it good to be honest as a tool to benefit the society? Taking advantage of the living, it's better for this kind of disqualified gentleman to be buried in the ground, what do you think?"

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The author has something to say:

The gentleman took Yan Ge in another space

Other ordinary people can't find it

But Lao Li can hear

Lao Li was so angry that I died laughing.

……

真猛男就不能怕女装感谢在2020-12-0718:04:32~2020-12-0816:33:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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