Soda City No. 1 Administrative Hall gets off work at 5:30 in the afternoon.
Turning around to look over, I saw a chaotic flow of people pouring out of the Administrative Hall.
Lu Xin, Number Fourteen and others also hurriedly stretched out their necks to search in the crowd. As a result, when all the cleaners, security guards, people dressed like low-level clerks and temporary workers had left, they did not see the figure of No. 3..
They were already slightly suspicious, but suddenly they saw a man in a suit and leather shoes walking down the steps.
Turning the car key in his hand, he seemed to be in a good mood and drove the sports car parked on the roadside.
"Brother Jiu..."
As soon as he saw this man, Number Fourteen immediately became excited and grabbed Lu Xin's wrist tightly.
However, Lu Xin, his sister, and Little Nineteen, who were also lying by the car window and watching, all looked a little confused.
That man is very handsome, his clothes are very good, and his hairstyle is quite fashionable.
Looking at this temperament, the job position is not low...
However, no matter how you look at it, it is different from the No. 3 who squatted naked by the wall and caught mice in the previous memory...
"Brother Jiu, don't you believe my vision?"
Seeing that Lu Xin seemed a little suspicious, Number Fourteen pulled his arm excitedly, his fat face trembling a little:
"Or maybe you can't recognize him after he puts on clothes?"
"..."
Lu Xin saw his seriousness, so he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked deeply at the man.
After a while, the tension on his face slowly faded away, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and his expression turned out to be a bit scary.
After a while, he nodded and said, "It turns out it's really him."
The atmosphere in the carriage was slightly depressing. Lu Xin was silent for a while, then sighed softly and whispered:
"He put on clothes, he is really different from before..."
"..."
"..."
"Quick, catch up quickly..."
Number Fourteen couldn't help but urge, "He's driving."
"Okay."
Lu Xin hurriedly got out of the jeep and got on his motorcycle.
At this time, the man in a suit and leather shoes had already lowered himself into the sports car, immediately picked up the speed, and drove forward.
Lu Xin also hurriedly turned the accelerator to catch up. Although he was a little anxious, considering that there were many people around and not understanding No. 3's reaction to seeing him, he was afraid of causing too much trouble and being watched by the surrounding crowd, so he held back and did not shout loudly.
He and his sister were riding motorcycles, and Number Fourteen followed with Little Nineteen, quickly catching up.
But an annoying scene occurred.
Car No. 3 drives really fast...
On this flat and turbulent street, rushing left and right, extremely flexible, rushing forward quickly while blasting the street.
Not to mention Number Fourteen's jeep, this small car really can't outrun in the city.
And even Lu Xin's motorcycle couldn't catch up with No. 3 smoothly. The reason is that No. 3 actually...
... actually ran a red light!
Lu Xin followed behind, frowning, what kind of quality is this...
However, fortunately, with the help of my sister, the mobility of the motorcycle was revealed.
Even after waiting for two red lights, he still managed to hold on to No. 3's sports car.
He took me around four or five streets along the way, becoming more and more remote as we walked. When we finally caught up with No. 1 Satellite City in the west of the city, we saw No. 3's blue sports car from a distance, slowing down slightly and turning into a factory building with a rusty iron sign.
Lu Xin immediately followed to the factory building, looked up, and was slightly startled.
"Nanyuan Meat Factory?"
"..."
"..."
Number 3 drove a sports car, came out of the Administrative Hall, and actually came all the way to this pig killing factory?
When I thought about what I just saw, the dignified and refined image of No. 3, I felt a strange sense of contrast.
Lu Xin was silent for a moment and decided to follow up and have a look.
"I'll go in later, don't move yet, I'll talk to him."
I warned my sister first. After all, when I was in the orphanage, No. 3 had a very bad temper.
Then Lu Xin left the motorcycle outside and came to the iron gate of the meat factory. It could be seen that there was no one in the security room, but there were cameras on the left and right sides of the meat factory, filming the area in front of the iron gate, and they would rotate from time to time.
Lu Xin was silent for a moment and looked up at the camera.
With a "buzz" sound, the spiritual power around him suddenly released strong radiation.
The red light of the camera suddenly flashed.
Lu Xin knows that even if there is a surveillance camera watching him, the moment he is photographed, the picture will inevitably fail.
Then he stepped forward with confidence, his figure flashed slightly, and he appeared behind the iron gate.
Then he put his hands into his pockets and walked all the way towards the factory he just entered on the 3rd.
The meat factory was empty, it seemed, because all the workers had gone off work.
Lu Xin approached the factory without anyone blocking it, and immediately smelled a strong smell of blood. This smell was so strong that when people got close, it felt like it was poured directly from the nose into the brain, causing some kind of physiological discomfort.
Lu Xin frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly stepped into the half-open iron door of the factory.
As soon as you enter, a very impactful picture comes into view.
Rusty iron hooks hooked the disemboweled and gutted pigs and hung them upside down in the factory.
It looks like a forest.
Everyone has seen dead pigs, it can even be said to be commonplace.
However, after entering the factory and seeing so many dead pigs hanging in front of me, it actually made me feel a little nervous.
The ground was covered with sewage mixed with Sisi pig blood, making it wet.
Lu Xin walked between the dead pigs, and the footsteps echoed in the silent factory.
He frowned, looking for No. 3 among the dead pigs.
There was a strange atmosphere, which made the mood subtle, and I didn't shout No. 3's name loudly at this time.
Slowly, walking forward step by step, Lu Xin soon reached the middle of the dead pigs. No matter which direction he looked, he would see the gray dead pig hanging in front of him, being blown by the silent wind, spinning slowly, like a living person turning around.
"Heh..."
Suddenly, a cold laughter suddenly sounded.
"Huh?"
Lu Xin stopped slightly and looked intently.
Unexpectedly, I discovered that the sneer seemed to come from the mouth of a dead pig hanging upside down.
The pig's mouth is facing down, slightly grinning, like a smile.
This scene really made people feel a slight chill in their hearts.
"Hehe..."
At the same time when Lu Xin was feeling slightly frightened, another laughter suddenly rang out.
Lu Xin This time it was clear that it came from the mouth of a dead pig.
Not just this one, as the laughter sounded, it seemed to trigger the howling of wolves.
The dead pigs sneered one after another.
The rusty iron hook hanging from the ceiling made a slight and muffled twisting sound.
All the dead pigs were slowly spinning and turned towards Lu Xin.
The bright cracks on the chest were aimed at Lu Xin, like bloody embraces.
Dense and pale images flooded into his mind through Lu Xin's eyes at this moment.
"Huh..."
Surrounded by dead pigs, Lu Xin took a deep breath and said, "No. 3, stop making trouble."
"Uh-huh!"
When Lu Xin said these words, the sneers and weirdness around him suddenly disappeared at the same time.
The dead pigs were still hanging quietly on the ceiling, occasionally being slightly twisted due to uneven weight.
Lu Xin slowly raised his head and looked to the left.
Across seven or eight dead pigs hanging upside down, he saw No. 3 in a black suit, standing behind the meat rack.
He still had the handsome face that he saw just now, with clean beard and neat hairstyle. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at him calmly. Only by careful observation can one discover the madness hidden deep in his eyes.
"Who brought you here?"
He stood quietly behind the pig, half of his body blocked, and asked Lu Xin in a low voice.
"Number Fourteen."
Lu Xin replied softly, looked up at No. 3, and said, "I came to you because I want to ask you for help..."
"Wow..."
Before he could finish his sentence, No. 3's body suddenly split open.
The surface of his body was like a piece of clothing, being torn apart and falling off piece by piece. And when it fell to the ground, it quickly twisted and deformed, like pieces of active flesh. After struggling for a few times, it became completely black.
Then, a dry and thin monster suddenly emerged from the body.
Like a golden cicada peeling off its shell.
It was incredibly fast, and it quickly jumped to the pig hanging next to it. It bounced hard and bounced to the ceiling again.
Then his slender legs kicked hard on the ceiling and rushed straight towards Lu Xin.
The sharp nails were black and hooked, like daggers, and they clawed hard at Lu Xin's face.
"Buzz..."
Sharp spiritual power radiated suddenly among the rows of dead pigs.
At this moment, just the strong wind brought by the monster's claws seemed to be able to tear Lu Xin's cheek apart.
The speed was so fast that even the vigilant sister, who was also lying on the ceiling, had no time to stop him.
He could only stare with wide eyes and watch the monster fall with some fear.
Lu Xin stood there motionless, with his hands in his pockets, letting the claws grab in front of him.
He didn't seem to have any intention of hiding or fighting back.
But when that terrifyingly sharp claw caught one centimeter in front of Lu Xin, it suddenly stopped. The pair of dark eyes on the skinny and shriveled face seemed to reveal deep fear and doubt, and then it quickly turned back...
"I'm here to help you, Three."
Lu Xin looked at the slender and twisted shadow that jumped back to the wall and whispered.
"Help?"
The weird body let out a low sneer, and with its bright red and slender tongue, it licked its lips:
"What help?"
"..."
"Help deal with Old Director."
Lu Xin looked at the monster on the wall seriously and said softly, "Help us, too, to escape from his control over us."
"Old Director?"
Number 3 on the wall suddenly let out a weird laugh.
His body suddenly bounced off the wall, dodged left and right, and quickly rushed into the arms of a hanging pig.
Follow the crack in the dead pig's chest and get in.
Then I saw the dead pig, its body twisting and squirming rapidly.
Just like a change that only occurs in nightmares, the bright red tear on the chest closed quickly, like a zipper.
Then slowly, the four hooves grew longer, and actually turned into human hands and feet.
The pig's head was also struggling, its ears became smaller, its nose retracted, and its mouth closed and became narrow.
The big pig head actually turned into the shape of a human face.
A few seconds later, a hand reached upwards, pulled himself off the iron hook, turned upside down, and landed on the ground.
No. 3 has once again become his normal and handsome self.
Standing barefoot on the ground with a slender figure, you can even see that he has six-pack abs.
"No. 9, it's not enough for you to kill me once. Do you want me to accompany you to death again?"
No. 3 lightly pressed her hair and looked over with mocking eyes.
"Did you see it?"
"I have learned how to wear clothes now, and I am no longer like a monster before..."
"Of course, I won't be as stupid as before."
Tsk tsk, it's another eight thousand words, rounded up to three chapters.
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