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Back to the Past Chapter 672: Human Purge Plan (1)

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    March 21st is a very ordinary day.  This is the eightieth day of the year and is also known as World Sleep Day.  However, in this plane, everyone has lost the intention to sleep tonight, and will only wait for the arrival of dawn with fear or excitement.  At seven o'clock in the afternoon, the difference between the length of day and night on the vernal equinox is surprisingly small. At this time, the sky has darkened, which means that the night destined to be bloody has arrived.  The streets were quiet, with no vehicles or pedestrians, not even the sound of animals.  Whether they were wild cats or birds, they all seemed to have a premonition of the coming danger and retreated into their caves early. They did not dare to take a step even if they were still hungry, and waited honestly for the arrival of dawn.  The entire United States was deathly silent. If it weren't for the fact that most houses had light bulbs on, they would have thought the place was filled with ghosts.  All ambulance services, including fire alarm, ambulance and firefighting, have been shut down early.  The personnel were sent home to spend this special bloody night with the entire United States.  The sky is getting darker and darker, and the street lights on the streets are gradually turning on.  I don't know if it was the service staff's negligence, but the bulb of a street light flickered on and off.  Once on, once off, on again, off again.  The slight buzzing sound when the light tube was turned on was extremely loud in this silent night, and this annoying sound could be heard from a long distance away.  "Touch!" There was a gunshot, and the lightbulb that had been turned on suddenly shattered. The sound of broken glass could not cover up the footsteps in the distance. A figure slowly walked in carrying a long gun with smoke coming out of the muzzle.  shadow.  The tall body was slightly hunched.  The dim light illuminated the strange mask on this man's face, making it even more terrifying.  The figure stood directly under the broken street lamp.  Holding the gun, he hid little by little towards the trees behind the street lamp.  Obviously this is a hunter, and he is going to stay here to harvest his prey today.  He leaned his back on a tree as tall as one person and squeezed in, but the muzzle of his gun was pointed at a crossroads not far away.  The face under the mask of the human figure smiled. He could almost see the tragic situation of the man he wanted to fall to shortly after. He was so excited that the hand holding the gun was a little unsteady.  Suddenly, an extremely dark dagger stretched out from behind silently, when the man couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy his fantasy.  He pulled hard across the neck.  "Poof~!" The dagger disappeared silently, but a ten-centimeter-long gash was cut on the neck of the man holding the gun. The high-pressure blood in the carotid artery erupted powerfully, and the man covered it with both hands in disbelief.  He held his neck and opened his mouth when he wanted to, but he could only make meaningless "hissing" sounds.  His hands were powerless against the wound, and blood spurted out like high-pressure water.  In less than a minute, the man twitched and fell to the ground, never making a sound again.  His eyes were fixed on the broken light bulb on the ground, as if he was questioning why he ended up with it.  The blood on the ground flowed all over the ground, flowing along the slightly sloping ground and into the drainage ditches on both sides of the road.  Just like the smelly water in the toilet, it flowed into the sewer without any meaning.  A gust of wind blew by, and a few fallen leaves were caught in the blood and stained red.  The hand that had always been dark stretched out from behind the bushes and gently twisted the fallen leaves with the middle and middle fingers.  Picked it up.  The trees shook, and a young black child crawled out from behind.  Although he is tall in stature, he looks like he is no older than twelve years old.  Looking at the corpse on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of the black child's mouth. He turned over a dark dagger in his hand, with a strange red light in his eyes. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the leaves, and nodded slightly.  He bent down and took off the man's mask, took a closer look, and said with a smile: "I knew it was you, Father! I know the smell of your body, the smell of blood!" The black child put the mask on his face with his backhand, feeling depressed.  He said: "I told you that if you dare to defraud me of my money again, I will kill you, but you don't believe it. Look, this is the truth!" The black child played with the knife flexibly with his left hand, but his right hand was on his body.  He made the sign of the cross, bowed slightly and said: "I hope in the Lord, you will learn to trust others. Especially me" "Touch!" Before the black child could finish speaking, his little head exploded in an instant.  , like a rotten watermelon falling from the sky, with plasma and minced meat splashing everywhere.  The body tilted and fell to the ground without hesitation.  The headless neck was pointed at the old priest's body, and the blood spurting out instantly sprayed all over the old priest.  It was as if the blood he had just shed was returned to him.  " Two twelve or thirteen-year-old children, a man and a woman, dressed in gorgeous clothes, jumped over from the other direction. They were still wearing pure white princess clothes.??, her face was carefully put on makeup, and it looked stunningly beautiful under the light.  The boy is dressed in a small black suit, with neat hair, small black leather shoes and a black bow tie, looking 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 in her hand that was disproportionate to her height and the long-handled fire ax in the boy's hand destroyed the gentle atmosphere on their bodies.  A weird and creepy weirdness arose between the two of them.  Running to the two corpses, the girl stared at them curiously for a while with her eyes wide open. She stood up and said happily to the boy: "Brother, it's so dirty!" The boy also smiled and said: "Yeah, it's so dirty!"  He stretched out his foot and stepped on a piece of broken brain tissue without hesitation, crushing it to 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, you're so dirty!" the girl repeated again, her big eyes watery, but a blush appeared on her face.  "Yeah, it's so dirty!" The boy replied with the same words, staring at the girl's eyes, but he was holding a fire ax in his hand and hacking at the corpse below.  More and more blood spattered. When it splashed on the girl's white skirt, it was filled with interesting colors on the edge of the skirt. When it splashed on the boy's black pants, it was hidden silently.  With the continuous abuse of the corpse, the girl¡¯s face became redder and redder, and the boy¡¯s eyes became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, the two of them leaned forward at the same time and kissed fiercely.  The two children seemed to turn into wild beasts at this moment, biting each other's lips crazily.  "Brother, you're so dirty!" The girl said vaguely, but she didn't forget to speak.  The boy did not answer this time. He tried his best to deal with the girl who turned into a female beast, but his hands were still slashing at the corpse on the ground.  "Ah¡ª¡ª!" Suddenly, a woman's scream came from not far away, breaking the strange love between the two children.  The boy roughly grabbed the girl's hair and pulled her from his mouth. The girl's pink tongue was still trembling, and she kept licking the silk connecting her brother's mouth.  "It seems to be Alice's classmate's voice!" the boy said, looking into the distance.  "Classmate Alice? That's great! Brother, let's go and play with her!" The girl's eyes lit up with a look of coquettishness on her face. She seemed not to notice the boy pulling her hair at all.  The boy put down his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, gently arranged her hair, nodded and said: "Let's go play with her!" The girl smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits, and she reached out to hold the boy's hand.  , walking around the chopped corpse at his feet, ready to leave as soon as he touched it.  Suddenly, a bullet made a "swish" sound and passed through the spot where the boy was standing just now and went directly into the trees behind.  The boy just turned around and didn't move much. As soon as the bullet passed by, an obvious blood mark was drawn on his right cheek, and a trace of blood seeped out from the wound.  "It's Sister Dar!" The girl's eyes suddenly lit up. She didn't aim the rifle in her hand and just "sprayed" in that direction with a shot.  From a distance, I saw a figure on the roof falling from behind the chimney.  The boy ignored him, stretched out a finger and wiped it on his face. Looking at the blood on his finger, his eyes were bright and a ferocious smile appeared on his face!
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