Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

"Wait, let me change my pants first. They were all wet from sitting on the rocks just now."As soon as I walked back to Deer Blood Beach, I hurriedly took off my poncho and put on dry clothes.

"Eh? There's that smell again."Sister Di sniffed the air vigorously, then spread my thighs to take a closer look, and asked,"Why do you smell like a demon all over your body? That has absolutely nothing to do with my aunt"

"I don’t know either, maybe I’ve encountered Alison’s boy zombie, who knows?"I could only hesitantly.

The disfigured boy was moved to the center of the dojo and wrapped in heavy sheets and blankets like Bradley before. Sister Di stood in front of others, preventing cucumbers and osmanthus flowers from humiliating him. I knocked on the door irritably, but the drugstore owner on the other side kept pushing away. It wasn't until I shouted with a straight face that a new friend had entered the cell, and I had no time to talk to him. Then the man timidly opened the lock.

Five women carried the disfigured boy to the door. Going down, I glanced at Sister Di. She was wearing a leather outfit, long wet hair, and her exposed breasts were dripping with sweat. She didn't look like a torturer at all. People who didn't know better thought it was a sex show.It will make the bandits excited. Thinking about it, I went to the warehouse next door to find a burqa for her to put on, and covered her with black gauze to cover her body tightly.

"Now you have to be more aggressive and don't use the tone of a news reporter."I walked side by side with her in the corridor, speaking from experience, and said:"But don't be cruel, don't make him feel desperate, and then have a confrontational mood, Blah~Blah~"

"knew."She mumbled casually, looking around intently. This was Sister Di's first visit to the Well of Flooded Slag. The various weird-shaped houses were like a museum of abuse. Any decent woman would blush after seeing them.

Red Clover and others will commit crimes. He was well placed and was walking towards me with his arms raised. He smiled evilly at me as he passed by and pointed out the number seven. This room can be said to be the most disgusting man's cell in the entire cellar. It is said that many heroes and heroes were trapped in the Dildo electric wheel. They were forced to swallow their humiliation and shoot a lot of unsightly videos. Not to mention Sister Di, even someone like me who has been around for a long time will deliberately twist her head every time I pass by. Don't look at it

"We won the gun fight, but the tanks are being towed down below. Tomato ran downstairs, hugged my waist and laughed happily:"The horseman has spoken, saying that he is willing to admit defeat and will abide by the agreement." Sister, are you going to beat that man? I'm here to help"

"No need, it's true that you go and look for some torture instruments."I closed the iron door and hung a thick blanket to prevent others from peeping, and stood in the corner waiting for him to wake up. Sister Di stood frozen in front of the iron stool like a clay sculpture. She couldn't help shaking. She didn't know whether it was fear or excitement. In short, she was seven House No. 1 shocked her. Not long after, Tomato came in with a wooden box and refused to leave. She said that she loved watching cruel scenes and that just watching the video was boring. Sister Di was already timid and wished there were more people in the house. Several people immediately nodded in agreement

"It would be great if there was someone here who knew how to do skin magic, so that he could imitate various tones."She cleared her throat, trying her best to express a tall and swaying majesty, but she couldn't. At this moment, Tomato glanced at the disfigured boy and said that he had blinked his eyelashes just now, and he might have woken up a long time ago. I said to Di The elder sister kept silent and turned to look at him from left to right.

"Yes, I'm already awake. You can kill me if you want. I won't answer you even a word!"I deliberately got very close, almost nose-to-nose. The hanging hair made the boy sneeze a few times. He knew that he had been discovered, so he had to brace himself and face him.

"Didn't you expect that? In just half a day, you fell into our hands again. This time you were not as lucky as last time. Tomato walked up to him with a grin, slapped him hard, then squatted on the ground, admiring his various complex expressions, and said sarcastically:"I heard that you were killed, how come you came back to life?" Does that mean that even if you are killed immediately, there will be no problem? Because you didn't exist, that's why you are here. We don't need you to answer questions, we just want to kill you."

Sister Di nodded indifferently. I walked around behind him as if I were treating a dead pig, spread out the felt bag, and slowly took out various axes, hammers, and scissors, and placed them neatly on the wooden table. Every time I put them down One piece made a loud dull sound. The disfigured boy began to sweat dripping with cold sweat, and his shoulders trembled with every drop of the prop. Anyone in this desperate situation would be frightened.

"My nickname is Iron-backed Rhino. I have been wandering the streets since I was sixteen years old. I keep my mouth shut and would rather die than give in. Even if my hands and feet are broken, I will not frown. If you don’t believe me, come and try."The boy stretched his neck, his face turned to earth.

"I've told you everything, I didn't want to ask you any questions, you don't have to ask, just wait quietly for death."Tomato laughed wildly and gave another bloody slap with his backhand, then continued to squat on the ground, resting his elbows between his legs, staring at the flickering eyes.

I grabbed a tie and covered the disfigured boy's eyes. He picked up the ax and swung it, and the sharp blade cut through the air, making bursts of knife sounds. The boy's eyes were black, and he couldn't sift through the chaff. Even if he couldn't see, he tried his best to turn his face away, wondering what I was doing.

"Don't look back and sit still."The atmosphere was brought to its peak, and Sister Di slowly adapted to it and made a majestic voice.

"You can't do this to me! The cripple is my brother! If I am missing a part, he will kill you all to avenge me!"The boy was finally frightened and howled at the top of his lungs. The answer he could wait for was the silver bell-like laughter of the little Liliths walking in the corridor. This psychological suggestion technique is effective, as When you go to the hospital for an injection, before the needle goes into your butt, you can't help but turn your head to look, and all kinds of fears are born in your mind. The younger you are, the less able you are to bear it.

And what I want to do is to make him feel even more scared. , such as scratching the back of his neck with the tip of a knife; whispering extremely cold words to him; deliberately banging the table with a hammer. The disfigured boy immediately changed his tune and said that he was more valuable alive than dead. Why don't we ask him questions? ? What if he knows something we are interested in? Wouldn’t it be a pity to kill him so easily? Wait

"Well, let me tell you this. As a master of lies, Tomato is very good at creating an atmosphere. She slapped her face with two bloody slaps from left and right, and then lamented:"Even if you open your mouth, what you tell is a complete lie. It doesn't matter if you don't listen, but you will be tricked if you do." , which is why I didn’t want to ask you a question. Anyway, we can't fight the gangsters, so sisters will take it out on you."

"Get out of here, I want to talk to the young lady who was fighting during the day."As his breathing became more and more rapid, the boy had a premonition that death was approaching. He pushed open the tomato with all his strength and cried in my direction:"I have been tortured by you once, do you still want to do this to me? Do you want to attack poor people? My life is in your hands, how dare you lie, but you ask me questions!"

Looking at his ugly appearance, Sister Di and I tried our best to hold back our laughter, let the fun-loving tomatoes go out first, and get down to the topic. When dealing with people with weak willpower, we must learn to add carrots and sticks, and do not blindly threaten, but use them appropriately. Always show tolerance. When he heard Lucy slamming the door, not knowing what was going to happen, he was so frightened that he peeed. I took off his tie and half-crouched down to look at him, my face filled with tears. As cold as ice. He looked at the woman he wanted to assassinate half a day ago, avoiding the scorching direct gaze in embarrassment.

"do you know? I used to be a good person, very kind and sincere to others."I stretched out my hand to touch the stab wound on his forehead. The disfigured boy was agitated again, thinking that he was going to strangle him. I was angry and funny and said,"So, I can't bear to see others suffer, so that day I will kill you. Go away, but you are thinking about assassinating me. Is this how you repay me?"

"I made a mistake. You and that girl both have long pale blond hair and are close in height. They look exactly the same from behind."

"Bah, you dare to lie when you are about to die!"I immediately frowned, gave him a slap in the face to express my anger, and cursed angrily:"We are all just messing around on the street, okay? Your mentality at that time was to rely on the power of numbers to show off your power, and you didn't care who was who. Stabbing me over would not only make you look good but also get cheers from others, so the incident in the woods had long been forgotten."

Before I finished speaking, I stood up pretending to be sad and indignant, opened the cell door and left, leaving this room to him and Sister Di who was wearing a burqa. I did this to get rid of people's thoughts. From his perspective, how much do we think about each other? We know each other. From the moment he put down the axe, he judged that I had a soft heart. Usually young girls are easier to talk to. Only by keeping me around can they save their lives. But now, he was left with a silent strange woman. He didn't know her. The origin will intensify the wild thoughts, maybe thinking that the evil woman who left a mark on herself is in the burqa. So what kind of torture will she inflict on herself? It is completely unknown, thus immediately breaking down the psychological defense.

Sure enough, when the iron door closes, Then, there was a cry like a slaughtering pig, and the disfigured boy used a long list of adjectives to try to persuade me to stay, such as young lady, beautiful woman, kindhearted person, etc., but I still left resolutely. Now it’s time to look for it. The drugstore owner is in trouble. Tomato's careless words reminded me that although the man gave a lot of explanations, how can he ensure that every sentence is true? And if I think about it carefully, the answer is trivial and means nothing is said, and it cannot solve the urgent need at all!

I lit up I had a cigarette and started thinking hard about how to get him to tell the truth. Just thinking about it, suddenly a plan came to my mind. I took out my phone and looked through the cached photos, feeling secretly ecstatic. At this moment, there was a sound in the room. There was a loud noise, and I hurriedly pushed the door open, only to see the iron stool lying on the ground, and Sister Di was sitting on him for some reason, with a posture that made people imagine.

"Come and help, this child was so scared that he bit his tongue and committed suicide just now."She glanced at me angrily, opened his jaw, pinched his tongue and said angrily:"If I had known this, I should have put an iron muzzle on him. Fortunately, I found it early and the base of his tongue was not bitten off."

"So what did you ask?"I had to step forward to help, straighten the stool, check the boy's mouth, and ask

"I was about to step forward and untie him, but he thought he was no longer of use. I wanted to kill him, so I decided to commit suicide. Sister Di took off her cumbersome burqa, wiped away the dust for the disfigured boy, and lamented:"Look at him, he is younger than you, and he started to mix in society. He has suffered so much, and must have been beaten often. How pitiful.."

So what did the boy confess? This time, the only ones who came to provoke this time were the Iron Wolf and the Torch Alliance, but other small gangs who had been insulted by Lilith also rushed over after hearing the news, intending to take the opportunity to take revenge. Just This snowballed, and more and more people gathered. The initial plan was to get the package back, ask for Bradley, and finally humiliate the girls and then stop. However, in the early morning, the situation changed qualitatively, that is, there was a man who claimed to be a disciple. The military police organization took the initiative to contact them.

The other party offered generous terms to draw the two major gangs into the dark world's stolen goods distribution system. The customers and poison masters did not have to work hard on their own, and others would act as agents. They were even willing to free up a few halls. As a benefit. Who would refuse to make money while lying down? Plus, they would have trouble with the sisterhood. But the thieves can't help but think, do these people called disciples really have this ability? The other party only uses one The matter convinced them, that is, the wealthy Yuanyang Tea was suppressed, and the police were not sent out on all fronts. The disciples only asked them to do one thing. By midnight on the 12th, everyone should besiege the Goddess Peak and not let a single Lily go. Silk. As for after midnight, they could do whatever they wanted, and all the women were left to their own devices. Therefore, they did not plan to negotiate from the beginning, but made full preparations. The disciples transferred 1.2 million to the group of thieves as commission for this expedition.

"Sister, don’t leave me alone again. I’ll kill everyone who knows."The disfigured boy grabbed my arm as if he saw a savior, and cried bitterly in his arms. His nose and tears covered my chest, and he shouted:"That weirdo came forward to kill me with a knife. What else do you want to know? ? Just ask. I still have five younger brothers to support in my hometown. If I die, they will starve to death."

A ringtone rang from behind. It was found in his trouser pocket. He looked at the phone eagerly and said that someone must have found it. If he didn't answer, it would make them suspicious. Sister Di, who had no experience in the field, turned pale instantly. , I didn’t know how to deal with it. I decisively grabbed the phone and put it in his hand with a charming smile to see how he would answer.

"Oh, I'm injured. I'm on my way to the hospital. I'll be back tomorrow. The ugly boy thought for a moment and hung up the call that was the only way to save him. He said timidly:"If you wanted me to die, you would have done it earlier. Do you think this is an appropriate answer?" I don't plan to go down the mountain. I'll just stay here tonight. I heard from Tie Lang’s eldest brother that the drugstore owner is very happy living here and doesn’t miss Shu."

"Yeah? He received at least five severe beatings from me, and he almost went into shock."I hurriedly asked Sister Di to convey the information obtained to the rams, and they would judge the authenticity. If the boy dares to lie to me, then take him to experience the full set of 21 rooms in the Well of Scum.

Soon. , a response came from above, the disfigured boy was not talking nonsense, the disciples do exist, they are a heavyweight organization in the Liberty Military Police, and Little Cherry once served in their branch. This organization is quite successful in both the dark world and the pan-world. If They are the masterminds behind the scenes, so the whole thing becomes more and more confusing. This is because the children of the world are connected with other free military police, five mercenary groups including the mountain people, who are currently hiding in Avoid the place

"Sister, what is your name? Do you have a boyfriend?"As soon as this guy relaxed, he clung to me. He used the excuse that the others were hostile to him and didn't want me to leave Room No. 7, so he actually rolled up his waist and started eating tofu with peace of mind.

"Okay, I didn’t intend to beat you in the first place. I just caught you up the mountain to ask some questions. How could I hurt you? You stay quietly, I have other things to be busy with."I was afraid that he would continue to harass me, so I untied his hand, locked the door and went out. There were too many things to do now, and the top priority was to talk to the little old man first. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone The figure was squatting at the corner of the corridor, lying on all fours, sniffing the air. For some reason, this woman had an angry look on her face, changing from the panic she had just now.

"What's up, Dixie?"Seeing that she looked nervous and solemn, I didn't dare to get close to her and stood far away to ask questions.

"This place is so evil. Why does it smell like dew wagtails and carrion-eating locusts? She pointed towards Room 7 and shouted:"Send this child away immediately. It is very dangerous for him to stay in the cellar. He may lose his life!" Have you hidden anything from me?"

"hide? Probably not. It’s just that you just arrived and a lot of things happened in the Well of Scum. I didn’t have time to tell you in detail."

"No, don't be verbose. She seemed to be at a loss. She called Cucumber forward and said:"Aslan, tell all the little Liliths to leave. Don't stay down there anymore. It's very dangerous here. Before I figure everything out, I'll close the big iron gate first." Locked."

The ugly boy heard the noise outside through the door. Knowing that we were planning to drive him to the dojo, he immediately grabbed the execution tools and resisted, for fear of being chopped into pieces by the girls. I was worried that he would hurt people if he messed around, so I had to Take the girls away first

"The drugstore owner dug many secret caves underneath and hid deep in the tunnel, fearing that he would not come out for a while. I've already released the Bloody Sister once, so it's hard to do anything in a short period of time."I took her to the wall and sighed helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, I'll force him out."Sister Di straightened her leather clothes, screamed wildly, and threw herself into the dark abyss.

The root of the word Wings of Silver in the prequel of Path of the Dead is explained:

Iron-backed Rhino: It is the nickname that the disgraced boy made up blindly.

Disciple: The largest organization of the Free Military Police.

Gunfight: The winner is determined by the number of oil lamps broken.