Thriller Paradise

"Looks like ... I\'ve come to the right place ..." Faced with this sudden change, brother Jue did not panic at all. He just stood there with his spear and watched.

After a minute, the distorted space stopped spreading and became stable again.

At this moment, narson\'s office was no longer there. In its place was a wide, magnificent Hall.

The four walls of the hall were pure white, with neat decorative patterns carved on the walls. Large oil paintings and curtains hung in the empty space. The marble floor was hard and smooth, and there was a huge crystal chandelier hanging on the five-meter-high ceiling.

"Mr. Dave." "Welcome to ... Our last dinner," said narson. As he spoke, he raised an arm and gestured to one side of the hall.

There was a long table with a white tablecloth and food on it.

On one side of the long table, there were thirteen Chairs. At this moment, thirteen people were already sitting on The Thirteen Chairs.

"Eh? "Under the light, Feng bujue finally saw the appearance of the thirteen fat men." What ... Are you?"

He had two reasons for asking this question: First, the 13 fat men looked exactly the same. Secondly, the faces of these fat people ... Were just like the "fat" Dave.

"You should know what they are." The mysterious woman replied.

"I don\'t know." Feng bujue looked at her and replied loudly.

"No, you do." Narson said.

"Ha ..." Feng bujue laughed coldly and pointed the gun at the mysterious woman."You ..." He then pointed at narson."And you ... Mr. Director. I don\'t care what you think, but I can clearly say that I\'m very puzzled by everything that\'s happening. If the two of you know, I hope you can answer my doubts. "

"That\'s impossible. " "You\'re the only one who can answer all of this," narson replied in a serious and determined tone.

"Everything we can tell you only exists on the level of \'nothingness\'." The mysterious woman continued,"when you see through the \'truth\', you will naturally understand the meaning of the \'nothingness\'."

"Then how should I see through the \'truth\' you speak of?" Feng bujue said.

"It\'s simple. Open your eyes. " At this moment, another voice suddenly came from the corner of the hall and answered his question.

Brother Jue turned his head toward the sound, and he saw Mr. M.

"Yu ... You\'re here too?" Feng bujue narrowed his eyes."Based on this ... Are the two people at the bar ..."

"Yes, we\'re here too." The shooter interrupted brother Jue and appeared in the hall with Yang Yi.

The way these guys appeared was like teleportation. Brother Jue only had to turn his face slightly, and they were already in his blind spot.

"Fine ... Let me think ..." Feng bujue shrugged."If the lady is right, then the few of you ..." As he spoke, he glanced at the dining table again."...And the thirteen of them, they are all just derivatives on the \'void\' level?"

"Yes and no." The mysterious woman replied.

"Your question can not be answered with a simple yes or no." Narson said.

"In fact, we can\'t answer you." Mr. M said.

"There is only one person who knows all the answers ..." Yang continued.

"That\'s you. " The Archer pointed at brother Jue.

The five of them gathered together and said all that, but brother Jue\'s question still had not been answered.

"Alright, I\'ve had enough." Feng bujue lowered his gun and showed an impatient expression."Is there anyone here who can speak like a human? Do you dare to say some less ambiguous nonsense, or give me some substantial help?"

"The only person who can help you ..." Another voice sounded."Is you."

This voice was exactly the same as Dave\'s own voice ...

Feng bujue turned around when he heard the voice, and he saw ... Another Dave.

That "Dave" was wearing a formal postman uniform and carrying a satchel on his back ... His face was very pale, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

"Ghost postman?" Feng bujue looked at the man for two seconds and asked in a low voice.

"Yes," The ghost postman replied,"of course ... You can also Call Me Dave."

"Haha ..." Feng bujue laughed drily and asked,""Can you help me? Dave. "

"No, because you broke my bicycle." Dave replied.

"I broke \'my\' bicycle." Feng bujue added.

"Yes, it \'s\' my \'bicycle." Dave emphasized again.

"F * ck ..." Brother Jue could not argue with such a ridiculous answer, so he could only "F * ck".

"Mr. Dave." Narson interjected,"you should\'ve read the manual. You\'ll have to bear the consequences if you damage the bicycle."

"Oh ... I see ..." Feng bujue mumbled. He immediately understood ..."Broken bicycle" was a FLAG. If he didn\'t trigger it, he could get the help of the ghost postman here. Unfortunately ... It was too late to know.

"Then ... What should I do now?" "What do I need to do to see through the \'truth\'?" Feng bujue asked.

The next second, the six people around him replied in unison,""Open your eyes."

"Hmph ... Fine, fine. Open it then." Feng bujue shook his head with a bitter smile.

He did know of a method to "open his eyes", and it was not a complicated method ... However, the last time he used it, the mysterious woman suddenly appeared and told him ... That this method would bring an "irreversible effect".

"Everyone ..." Feng bujue took out his Nokia 3310 from his pocket, held it in his left hand, and raised it high."...I\'ll be right back."

After he finished speaking, he knelt on one knee and waved his arms towards the ground. The lower half of the phone was like a protruding knife handle, and it was smashed heavily on the marble floor.

Two seconds later, the marble cracked with a loud clatter.

Almost at the same time, an indescribable, intense pain exploded in brother Jue\'s head.

Before the pain could fully spread, Feng bujue\'s vision went black, and he lost the ability to feel his body ... "