Rhode Island Park Project

Heidi also showed a very elegant smile.

Even though the lady's hat and long gloves had been removed due to an incident, and there were even some stains on her body, her calm and elegant temperament was even more prominent in the current environment.

She has really grown into a big girl.

He couldn't help but sigh.

but,

"Let's discuss these matters in detail later. We must hurry up now."

"Yes. Please be careful. I saw Manfred here before. But I think with your intelligence, you should have realized that this might be a trap long ago?"

"Oh, you don't need to compliment me on these things anymore."

He waved his hand casually, "Huijie, you come with me, the others will be responsible for evacuating here."

Chen Huijie, who was on guard, turned around and nodded.

He walked out of the workshop quickly, taking out his pocket watch from his jacket pocket.

"Are there Sarkaz?... Looks like this is the limit."

Although they were sure they were heading in the predicted direction, they still ran into two scattered Sarkaz not long after they left.

Prophecy is not omnipotent, but he had already made such preparations.

"you--!"

Just as the two Sarkaz warriors showed a vigilant look, Chen Huijie had disappeared on the spot.

The flash of sword light directly swept away the Sarkaz's blade, and the instantaneous failure allowed the sword tip to penetrate the chest of the Sarkaz warrior. The other person just wanted to take action when his body suddenly softened and fell to the ground, revealing the silver drone hovering behind him.

"Let's keep going. It's not far ahead."

He simply put away his pocket watch, slowed down his pace, and walked forward calmly.

Walk through the gap between the two buildings and come to the gap between the back wall and the fence.

Luo Hang turned his head and his sight met Mandela, who was leading a small group of Deep Pool soldiers with a worried and tired look.

"You, why are you here?"

Mandela, who was running, suddenly stopped, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and there was uncontrollable panic in his pupils.

"I came here to look for a kitten I lost. I wonder if you've seen it?"

Luo Hang asked with a smile.

"Lord Mandela!"

The soldiers following Mandela raised their weapons one by one.

"Don't do anything yet—"

Mandela bit her lip and looked at Luo Hang, who was only accompanied by one person. "You two can't handle so many of us."

"It's certainly difficult to capture you, but it shouldn't be a problem to let you stay here for a while."

He smiled slightly, "Do you want to go to the prison in front?"

Mandela's expression changed. It was the expression of someone whose thoughts had been exposed, and Mandela had obviously never been good at disguising himself.

A pleading look suddenly appeared on her face.

"I beg you, just this once... let me go.

I need to save my friend. After this, I will find you on my own. You can do whatever you want to me...

This little kitten, which had always looked like a stray cat covered in thorns, showed its softness and sadness in front of him for the first time.

It was not just because of her friend's safety. Mandela, who had gritted her teeth and walked out of the suffering, was actually stronger than most people imagined, but Luo Hang saw more in those eyes.

"It seems that you haven't had a good time recently."

Mandela's eyes trembled, and then she lowered her gaze as if avoiding.

He looked at Mandela in front of him quietly and continued:

"What if I tell you that if you fall into my hands again this time, I won't let you go back?"

"I……"

Mandela still didn't raise her eyes, but her voice was filled with a plea that had lost its claws and ferocity. "I don't know... Please, I don't have much time."

"...go."

Mandela suddenly raised her head and looked at Luo Hang in front of her, but she only saw the smiling man's lips moving silently.

Others might not be able to tell, but she would know what it was saying—

"I'll prepare your collar."

Shame? Joy? Was it because she could get over it, or something else? There was even a sense of relief that she didn't know how to deal with.

Last time in Rhode Island, she wore the collar for three days. How long would she have to wear it this time?

However, compared to her days in Londinium, she wanted to go back to being a pet.

Nothing to think about, nothing to worry about.

Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if it took longer this time.

"Thanks……"

She whispered in a voice so low she wasn't even sure if she could hear it clearly, while hurriedly running past Luo Hang who had made way for her.

Luo Hang, who was standing in place, took out a tarot card from his pocket.

It was a knight in armor riding a white horse.

However, in the Tarot, the name of this picture is -

grim Reaper.

"It seems that this time, you will have to wear this collar for life."

He put away the tarot cards in his hand, "My kitten."

Chapter 196 Luo Luo: I will never dare to disbelieve the doctor again.

Mandela took the people from Shenchi away, but Luo Hang did not leave.

After waiting there for a while, the sound of footsteps mixed with rapid breathing came again.

"Doctor, and Miss Chen?"

Carrying the blood-stained old Bill on their backs, Fester and Lolo, who were also covered in blood and sweat, appeared in front of Luo Hang.

After a moment of hesitation, a look of surprise appeared on Fester's face.

"We found Old Bill, he's still alive, we have to get him back for treatment as soon as possible!"

Lolo, who was following Fester, glared at Luo Hang.

"I told you you're a liar! We'll heal Old Bill! Then you'll see what Old Bill looks like when he stands with us!"

"Uh, Luo Luo, now is not the time to talk about this..."

Fester glanced at Luo Hang's face and tried to persuade him in a low voice.

It’s a pity that Lolo still looks angry.

"Heh... cough cough, an old guy like me actually deserves the care and concern of so many people. I'm really proud of myself... cough..."

Lying behind Fester, old Bill, who was covered in scars and looked weak, forced a laugh and then began to cough violently.

"Old Bill, you'd better stop talking."

Fester said hurriedly, carrying someone to Luo Hang, but saw that Luo Hang was still standing there.

He couldn't help but look at Luo Hang in confusion.

"PhD?"

"If you don't help us, we'll leave on our own!"

Luo Luo also frowned and treated him as if he were a liar.

"A liar..."

He chuckled in amusement, then looked directly at Luo Luo who was glaring at him, and said with a smile:

"Have you ever thought about one thing—

What exactly does it mean to die miserably?"

"what?"

Lolo and Fester were both stunned for a moment, and then suddenly saw a dazzling flash of sword light.

They had no idea what was happening. After they regained their sight, all they saw was Luo Hang putting the sword back into the scabbard at Miss Chen's waist.

Then, something fell.

Lolo subconsciously turned his head and saw a bloody and horrifying scene.

Next to her was old Bill, who should have been lying on Fester's shoulder. The place above his profile where black hair should have been was now a piece of red and white flesh.

A corner of the skull with hair fell to the ground and rolled to the side. The brain, which had also had a corner cut off, was now stretching out dense tentacles in vain like a living thing, as if subconsciously trying to pull back the lost part.

However, after just a few seconds of futile struggle, the tentacles began to become dead. Old Bill, as if realizing something, shifted his gaze and looked at her.

A vacant gaze was cast from those eyes, and the next moment, that familiar face suddenly began to crumble before her eyes.

The face made of flesh and blood seemed to turn into worms and slime, tiny tentacles drilled out of the face, and the skin dissolved.

"Although it appears to be flesh and blood, bleeds, and has the same physiological structure as humans, the central nervous system used to control the entire body and transform is still there."

The calm voice seemed to have reached into the nightmarish scene from outside of a dream.

Looking at the dazed Lolo beside him, the puzzled Fester finally realized something and followed Lolo's gaze, turning his head to look over his shoulder.

then,

"Ahhh——!!!"

Screaming in terror, Fester hurriedly threw away the indescribable object behind him, fell to the ground and crawled forward, then still looked back in horror at the unknown creature lying on the ground with its whole body distorted.

"What is this... Where's Old Bill? It was clearly Old Bill on my back just now..."

"It's just a slime monster that doesn't even know who it is."

Standing next to Chen Huijie, who also had a bad expression on his face and was hesitantly holding the hilt of his sword, Luo Hang's expression remained unchanged.

"You still have such a keen sense of smell, Mr. Luo Hang."

'Old Bill', who was lying on the ground, raised his only intact eye and looked at Luo Hang. The sound coming out of his throat completely lost its human characteristics and became weird and distorted.

"I can't avoid smelling the rotten stench of you even if I don't want to."

He sighed helplessly.

"We've always been curious about how you manage to keep the smell of decay away... We... have always sought answers from you..."

After leaving behind a weird expression and empty eyes, the body on the ground, which had completely lost its human form, became completely motionless.

"Puff-"

The dazed Lolo suddenly knelt down on the spot as if exhausted, and stretched out his trembling hand to touch the lifeless yet strange body in front of him, but finally stopped in mid-air in fear.

"Old Bill? ...We clearly rescued you, didn't we? Why..."

A faint tremolo lingered in the girl's last words.

The young girl slumped there, her beautiful body covered in stains. Her eyes, which had once been filled with joy and paranoia, were now dull and empty. Her fingertips, stained with gray and black blood, hovered in the air, unable to move forward even a little bit. It was almost heartbreaking.

"Lolo..."

The fear on Fester's face gradually subsided, and he just looked at the girl in front of him with complicated eyes, but he didn't know how to comfort her at this time.

However, Luo Hang was not affected at all. He took steady steps and walked to Luo Luo, who was slumped on the ground. He slowly squatted down, looking directly at the girl who turned her head blankly. He smiled slightly and then said clearly, word by word:

"Is this all your fault?"

"——————"