Illimitable Until Death

“You can't go out. ”

Doe was somewhat surprised when the phrase rang from the mouth of the square into the ear of Doe.

It's almost a conditional reflex, anonymous questioning.

“Why?”

“I promised someone else.” Straight forward, “he said," you must stay in this last compartment as a condition for you to remain on the Iron City, and you must not go anywhere. ”

“... is that right?” The surprise on the anonymous face gradually disappeared, "he said," but I have to get over there and don't stop me. ”

So, the unnamed twisted his shoulder, freed the cubic hand, continued to reach out and grabbed the door handle of the cabin door.

The next moment, however, the anonymity stopped.

Because the previous second he pressed the hand on the anonymous shoulder, not knowing when he held a sharp dagger backwards from the anonymous back and held it in front of her neck.

At the same time, a cold sensation arose in the unnamed mind.

That feeling, nobody is very familiar.

Previously, in the square, nobody had felt it more than once.

This feeling sends only one message to anonymity.

That's -- dangerous.

“I said, you can't go over there. ”

Standing behind the anonymous, holding the dagger in reverse, the sharp blade of the dagger was placed in front of the anonymous neck, and a pair of dark eyes in the back had turned into an icy blue magic eye.

In the eyes of the square, a cracked dead line began to emerge.

Especially the tiny body of Jane Doe, is branded everywhere and spreads to the heart of Jane Doe.

Of course, there's a dead line on the anonymous neck.

Whatever creature, with its neck and its head cut off, all that survives is the immortality of a very special being.

And anonymity does not fall within the scope of this particular presence.

Just cut off your head and this lovely little girl will die.

So, at this moment, with a slight push, the cute, abnormal girl in front of her will say goodbye to the world.

The foal has been completely overwhelmed by this sudden development.

Instead, it is anonymous, and even if it feels extremely dangerous inside, there is still no fear, not even any expression, on the beautiful face of naiveté.

However, anonymity is still open.

“This jungle has the scent of Kabane.” Nobody answers, “Kabane must have mixed in. ”

“Really?” The expression in the square was also without any loosening. The icy blue eye looked at the unnamed back and said, "But what does that have to do with you? ”

“What kind of relationship?” Anonymous frowned and said: "Now that Kabane has appeared, it should be defeated. ”

In other words, nobody wants to rush into the front cabin just to defeat Kabane, not to worry about the lives and deaths of the demonstrable people in Iron City A.

“Just to beat Kabane, right?” The square closed its eyes.

Whatever disturbances and consequences a bearer would have if he rushed into the front of the car like this, even with his knees, can be understood.

By then, the atmosphere of easy relief will be completely interrupted, which will only make the position of the nobody and the foal even more unfavourable?

Of course, this is not the most important issue.

The most important question is that those familiar with the original book know exactly what the scent of Kabane just felt by Jane Doe.

Therefore, we know that even if nobody rushes into the front compartment, it will not find the so-called Kabane, it will only allow the samurai of the Sichuan family to find excuses to shoot them.

Such unnecessary behavior will naturally not be allowed to be done by anonymity.

“To be honest with you, I can actually leave at any time, whether you guys stay here or not, just to repay the favor you helped me with. ”

The expression in the square was very calm and said: "If you don't think you need it, you can always say that I owe you almost everything, but I must tell you, in the present situation, it seems that I am the only one who can provide you with blood, and if you want to become Kabane, I will not stop you. ”

After that, the square reopened its own eyes, but the straight dead eye had been closed and turned back to the dark colour.

Spin, the dagger was removed from the front of the unnamed neck, turned around, and sat directly against the wall.

The deeper the unnamed eyebrows, the closer they seemed to stop thinking about such complicated issues, and once again reached for the door handle.

But at this point, nobody suddenly found out.

The smell of Kabane just felt suddenly disappeared.

“Alas?” Doe stunned there.

Seeing this scene clearly, smiling without a trace, he closed his eyes and made a mature sleep.

Unnamed turned around and happened to see the scene.

Now, Anonymous said with some dissatisfaction: "Did you already know this was going to happen, so you stopped me? ”

Anonymous questions did not receive any answers.

Leaning against the wall is just a uniform breath, a look that is really asleep.

In this way, the anonymity itches a little bit.

At this time, the battle is unknown, so he asks, "What's going on? ”

Anonymous stared at the foal, shocked him and took a few steps back.

This seemingly young girl is extremely violent, and if she is upset, she will definitely get her face swollen.

So, a foal doesn't want to be a gas cylinder.

“Humph." Anonymous snorted coldly, ignoring the battle, and went back to the wall, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes and starting to fall asleep.

There were only fighters left, watching the opposite sitting against the wall sleeping in and anonymous, unable to touch their minds for half a day.

……

Time passed quietly.

Railway City A continues to drive at great speeds over the railroad, toward an invisible end.

On the other hand, in the last compartment of Railway City, the walkers in the side occupied a corner like they had in the beginning, slept against the wall, and had no more conversation.

In this case, the sun outside the car gradually falls to the west, allowing everyone to welcome the evening.

At one point, the three men in the trunk opened their eyes simultaneously.

The foal looked in the direction of the door and whispered: "Someone is coming. ”

The sound of footsteps began to become clearer.

After a while, outside the door, a pleasant voice sounded slightly.

“Mr. Fong Li...”

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