March 21st is a very ordinary day. This is the 80th day of the year and the famous World Sleep Day. However, in this plane, everyone loses the mind to sleep tonight, and will only wait for the arrival of dawn, either terrified or excited.

At 7:00 pm, the difference between the lengths of the day and the night on the vernal equinox is amazing. At this time, the sky has dimmed, which means that the night destined to be bloody and stormy has arrived.

The streets were quiet, with no vehicles, no pedestrians, and even no animal calls. Whether it was wild cats or birds, they seemed to have premonitions of danger, and they had already shrunk into their caves early, and they dared not take a step even if they were still hungry, and they were honestly waiting for the arrival of dawn. The whole of the United States was as quiet as death. If it weren't for the lights in most houses, they would have thought that this place had become a ghost.

All the ambulance services such as fire alarms, ambulance and firefighting were closed early. All the personnel were dismissed home to spend this special bloody night with the whole of the United States.

The sky became darker and darker, and the street lights on the street gradually became brighter. I don’t know if it was the negligence of the service staff, but a street light bulb flashed brightly and darkly.

Once it lights, it goes off, it goes off again, it goes off again. The slight beeping sound when the lamp starts up appears unusually loud on this quiet night, and you can hear this annoying sound from a distance.

"bump!"

With a gunshot, the light bulb that had worked hard to lit up suddenly shattered, and the sound of glass shattering could not cover up the footsteps in the distance. A figure slowly walked into the shadow with a spear with blue smoke rising from the muzzle. The tall body was slightly hunched over. The dark light shone the strange mask on this person's face even more terrifying.

The figure stood directly under the broken street light. He hid in the bushes behind the street lights bit by bit with his gun. Obviously this was a hunter, and he was going to squat here to harvest his prey today.

He leaned his back against the bushes that were tall by a man and squeezed into it, but the gun was at the intersection not far away. The face under the shadow mask smiled. He could almost see the miserable situation of lying down at his thoughts not long after, and his hands holding the gun were so excited that they were a little unstable.

Suddenly, an extremely dark dagger came out silently from behind. When the man couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy his fantasy, he pulled it horizontally towards his neck.

"Puff~!"

The dagger disappeared silently, but a ten-centimeter-long hole was cut on the neck of the man holding the gun. The high-pressure blood in the carotid artery erupted strongly. The man covered his neck with his hands in disbelief. When he opened his mouth to try, he could only make some meaningless "hissing". His hands were powerless to face the wound, and blood was sprayed out like high-pressure water. In less than a minute, the man twitched and fell to the ground, without a trace of sound. His eyes were facing the broken light bulb on the ground with his eyes open, as if questioning why he would end up with it.

Blood on the ground flowed all over the ground, along the slightly tilted ground, into the drainage ditches on both sides of the road. Like the smelly water in the toilet, it flowed into the sewer meaninglessly.

A gust of wind blew, and several fallen leaves were swept into the blood and stained red.

The hand that had been pitch black stretched out from behind the bushes, gently twisted the fallen leaves with two fingers while eating, and picked it up. The bushes swayed, and a young black child crawled out from behind. Although he was tall, his face was not more than twelve years old.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of the black child's mouth, a dark dagger flipped over his hand, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the leaves, nodded slightly. He bent down and took off the man's mask and looked carefully, and smiled and said, "I knew it was you, Father! I know the smell of your body and the smell of blood!"

The black child put the mask on his face with his backhand and said in a muffled voice: "I told you that if you dare to cheat on my money again, I will kill you, but you don't believe it. Look, this is the fact!"

The black child played with the knife flexibly with his left hand, but his right hand drew a cross on his body, bowing slightly and said, "I hope that you will learn to trust others with the Lord. Especially me..."

"bump!"

Before the black child could finish his words, his little head exploded instantly, as if a rotten watermelon falling from the sky, with plasma and minced meat splashing everywhere. His body tilted and hesitated to the ground.

The headless neck was aimed at the old priest's body, and the blood that surged out instantly sprayed the old priest's body, as if he had returned the blood that had just flowed away to him.

Two gorgeously dressed twelve and thirteen-year-old children jumped over from the other direction. They were wearing white princess dresses and carefully made up on their faces, which was amazingly beautiful in the light. The boy was wearing a black suit, with neat hair, black leather shoes and black bow tie, which was chic and cute. Both of them had extremely innocent and happy smiles on their faces, as if they were waiting to attend a banquet to eat candy.

However, the rifle, which was disproportionate to her height, and the long-handled fire axe in the boy's hands destroyed the gentle aura on their bodies. A strange and creepy weirdness rose between the two.

Running to the two corpses, the girl stared at them with curiosity for a while, got up and said happily to the boy: "Brother, it's so dirty!"

The boy also smiled and said, "Yes, it's so dirty!"

While speaking, he stretched out his feet and stepped on a broken brain tissue without hesitation, stomping it into pieces with a "pop" sound. The flying liquid splashed on the edge of the girl's fluffy white skirt, adding a trace of blood.

"Brother, it's so dirty!" The girl repeated again, her big eyes were watery, but a blush appeared on her face.

"Yes, it's so dirty!" The boy replied in the same sentence, staring at the girl's eyes, but holding a fire axe in his hand and chopping the body below randomly. The more blood splashed, splashing on the girl's white skirt, filling in the meaning on the edge of the skirt, splashing on the boy's black pants, but hiding silently.

As the corpse was constantly abused, the girl's face became redder and the boy's eyes became brighter. Suddenly, the two of them leaned forward at the same time and kissed fiercely. At this moment, the two children seemed to have turned into wild beasts, crazily biting each other's lips.

"Brother, it's so dirty!" The girl didn't forget to speak in a vague way.

The boy did not answer this time, and he tried hard to deal with the girl who turned into a mother beast, but still chopped the corpse on the ground in his hands.

"ah--!"

Suddenly, a woman's scream came not far away, breaking the strange love between the two children.

The boy rudely pulled the girl's hair and pulled her off her mouth. The girl's little pink tongue that was stretched out was still shaking, constantly licking the Zisi connected to her brother's mouth.

"It seems to be Alice's cry!" the boy said as he looked into the distance.

"Alice? That's great! Brother, let's go and play with her!" The girl's eyes lit up, and she had a cute and stupid face, and she didn't seem to notice the boy's movement of pulling her hair at all.

The boy put down his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, helped her to gently tidy up her hair, nodded and said, "Let's go and play with her!"

The girl's eyes narrowed into a slit when she smiled, reached out to hold the boy's hand, walked around the shattered corpse under her feet, and was about to leave with one touch and one jump.

Suddenly, a bullet passed through the position where the boy was standing and drilled into the bushes behind him.

The boy just turned around and didn't move much. When the bullet rubbed over, a clear blood mark was cut from his right cheek, and a trace of blood oozed out of the wound.

"It's Sister Dahl!" The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she didn't even aim at Lai Fu in her hand, and directly "squirted" into that direction.

From a distance, I saw a figure on the roof falling from behind the chimney.
Chapter completed!