"Where is this place?" Mengka's mind was a little chaotic, and the fragments of his memory seemed very chaotic. Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if recalling a certain scene, and his teeth gnashed loudly.

Lipa squatted, holding a broken bowl with her fingertips. The sharp edge of the bowl pointed to Monka's position. He stared at Monka's missing slump chin.

"Ripa, what are you doing?" Mengka saw the maliciousness in Ripa's eyes, he was startled and was about to get up from the bed, Lipa had already run over, grabbed Mengka's shoulders, and threw him He slammed back into the bed heavily, and his right hand was raised and stabbed downwards.

Chill!

The muscles were slashed, the carotid artery was pierced, and the red blood was hot and sprayed down the bowl blade, licking Lipa's face, he stared at Monka's unbelievable eyes, his throat was dry. "I'm sorry, Colonel Monka, the current 153 branch no longer belongs to you."

Bloodshots appeared in the eyes, Mengka's breathing became weaker and weaker, the blood dyed the clothes of the two of them red, and fell to the ground tick by the bed, forming a small pool of blood.

Feeling Mengka's last breath, Lipa let go of her palm pantingly, and slumped on Mengka's warm corpse, and suddenly let out a "hoho" laughter from the inside, like an old crow whispering. Dumb scream.

He didn't know why he had such a strong murderous intention the moment he saw Monka wake up, maybe it was fear, and the fear wake up Monka would take his place as the warden, or maybe it was some other reason. , Lipa himself couldn't figure it out, he just felt that he wanted to kill Mengka, and immediately, personally, killed Mengka by himself, and then reported the whole thing to Yaerlin.

Half an hour!

Lipa just stood up, walked out of the cell, and said to a jailer, "Tell Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin and say that Colonel Monka has woken up."

There is no way for him to leave this prison, and it is even more impossible for the prison to be equipped with communication equipment such as telephone bugs, but he knows that these dead prisoners can understand and communicate human words, and they use a strange in a way he did not understand to pass the information directly to Yarlin.

Mental Strength 20

Nerve conduction rate 20

Bone hardness 20

Muscle activity 20

Blood density flow rate 20

Whole body—splitting and breaking seeds

Draw allotment points

The progress bar was nearly 4,000 points away from reaching the next stage, and the number of points to be allocated was about 100 points. Yaerlin habitually leaned against the edge of the window. It seems to be half-light and half-dark.

"Um?"

Yaerlin frowned slightly, and a connection came from the depths of his mind. He closed his eyes slightly. On the other side, Lipa saw that the eyeball of the jailer in front of him was filled with black strangely, and the entire eyeball disappeared in an instant. As if soaked in ink into pitch black, indifferent eyes without a trace of human emotion stared at him.

"Yarlin!" Lipa felt that the bottom of his heart was uncontrollable hair, the strange and gloomy aura seemed to penetrate this lifeless body and swept towards him, he swallowed and spit and said with a trembling voice: "Colonel Monka, he woke up, and I killed him."

The dark, variegated eyes stared at Lipa's eyes, which was a sense that was more frightening than facing Yaerlin directly, because Lipa would produce a sense of difficulty in distinguishing whether it was a living person or a person in front of her. The horror of the dead, even the opposite "Yarlin" is no longer a human illusion.

Black eyes swept across Lipa's blood-stained shirt, and then the black faded like a dark tide, revealing the jailer's grim eyes, and said in an unwavering voice, "I see!"

Lipa let out a long sigh, turned and walked towards his room. It was a cell that had been specially left alone as his room. He took off the blood clothes on his body, threw them in the basin, and carefully covered his body with a damp cloth. After wiping off the stained blood, he slowly changed into a brand-new military uniform. He stared blankly at the unfamiliar face in the mirror. The pale complexion and shadowy pupils were surrounded by a deep circle of bags under the eyes.

Turning off the attribute projection template, Yaerlin opened his eyes and walked towards the prison.

Looking at Monka's frozen corpse in the prison, through the splashes on the ground and the state of the corpse, Yaerlin quickly restored what happened in the room, which was basically the same as what Lipa said.

Lipa stood nervously behind Yaerlin, and said nervously: "I didn't think carefully, Colonel Monka woke up too suddenly, I was startled, and when I reacted and wanted to stop, Mengka Colonel Ka, he has been killed by me, it's my fault!"

"This is really troublesome. I originally had other plans for leaving Colonel Monka's life. Even if he is in a coma, he is still a living person and has value that can be manipulated and used. Now he has become a corpse... ." Yaerlin smacked his lips and stared at Lipa with a faint gaze~lightnovelpub.net~ You said, what should I do with a useless corpse? How to explain to the headquarters the cause of Colonel Monka's death? "

"Gulu." Sweat dripped from Lipa's forehead, and the hairs on his back stood up one by one. He trembled, "This is my fault, I can't make Lieutenant Colonel Yarlin embarrassed..."

Lipa gritted her teeth fiercely, and said coldly: "It was I who disrupted Lieutenant Colonel Yaerlin's arrangement on a whim, then, this responsibility should be shouldered by me, and said to the headquarters that it was me and Mengka. The colonel had an argument and then killed Colonel Monka by mistake, in short, everything is up to your arrangement!"

Yaerlin looked at Lipa with a half-smile, and stretched out his hand to hold Lipa's trembling shoulder: "Isn't it good to stay here? Although it is a bit gloomy and cold, after all, there is no need to worry and fear; and in the outside sun, although it is hot, But there are hidden murderous intentions everywhere, it's too dangerous."

Lipa lowered her head and didn't speak, and her eyes just met Mengka's stubborn eyes.

"I understand, even if you are charged with killing Colonel Monka, it can't stop your determination to live in the sun." Yaerlin showed his teeth and sighed: "There is a lot of murder under the sun, one step If you step wrong, you will die without a place to be buried."

Lipa's head was lowered even more heavily, and her fists were unnaturally clenched, just like when she killed Mengka, her knuckles were bluish white.

"It seems that you didn't kill Colonel Monka entirely because of impulsiveness, but, it doesn't matter, you have proved your determination to me, and I will give you this chance." The black silk, silently breaking apart, shrinking and condensing into a ring, he gently bounced towards Lipa, who was caught in the palm of his hand.

"Swallow it!"