Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
No matter how far I retreat, the stench will always appear near me and spread to my body. I can’t stand the smell like a ghost, no matter how far I retreat, I can’t get rid of the smell
Damn it, what the hell is going on?
Bang bang bang!
The footsteps are crisp, and there seems to be a person coming out of the dark corner. When my eyes wander there, a person really comes out of the dark corner. A person is covered with strange black fog, and the black fog has covered his figure, let alone his appearance. Even a man or a woman can’t tell the difference.
Suddenly the footsteps stopped, and he was seven meters away from me. The stench was so strong that I didn’t even want to breathe. It was so smelly that even a fairy might not be able to endure it for too long. What’s worse, human beings were the most cruel torture in the world.
Wait, the stench isn’t coming from him, is it?
Smell is broadcast without wind, but if things that give off foul smell can move, then everything can be perfectly explained. Suppose the foul smell comes from him and floats to the street just when this guy is moving.
I almost didn’t spit it out after I figured it out. It’s hard to imagine that there are such smelly people in the world. Is that to say, it’s notorious?
"Who are you?"
I can’t stop breathing, so I squeezed my nose hard. Because of the excessive force, my nose was almost sore. Even so, I didn’t reduce my strength, because the stench was much more horrible than this insignificant pain.
"Curse!"
To be honest, I have never heard such a strange sound that I can’t recognize the male and female voices, sometimes low and sometimes high. He actually said it in two different tones. Doesn’t he feel tired of this way of speaking?
Curse? Is this a name or …
"Is this your name?" From this guy’s body, there is no dangerous smell except pungent stench. The most important thing is that it looks too weird. For the time being, I dare not make a move for fear of offending this weirdo. After all, the less trouble the better.
"Yes!"
Today, I’ve really learned a lot. It’s the first time I’ve heard that there is someone named Curse. How unlucky it is. It’s like being called athel Loren. I’m afraid a little normal people won’t name it. Of course, the name Curse is very similar to the weirdo in front of me.
"Did you just hide inside?"
"Yes!"
"Is the stench coming from you?"
"Yes!"
"You are not human?"
Asking and answering almost didn’t break me down. I wonder if I ran into a repeater. No matter how I asked him, the answer was always yes. Even if you scolded him in a different way, his answer was still those two words!
To tell the truth, he is not only strange in his way of speaking, but also very strange. I asked him to answer for a long time, which is even more surprising. He is absolutely a freak.
"I’m leaving?"
It’s getting late, and the faint moonlight is gradually getting into the dark clouds, so stay in the street, not to mention looking for anything. Even walking is probably a big problem. If you don’t return to the detective agency now, you will easily get lost. After all, you don’t know much about this place and you can’t see clearly. There is a great possibility of getting lost.
The weirdo didn’t say anything, but walked in the other direction. When he passed me, a pungent stench went crazy into my nostrils. This time, I didn’t hold back my squatting and vomited.
The footsteps are getting farther and farther. The weirdo should have left for a while, and the stench has faded a lot. I covered my stomach with convulsions and my face was blue. I cast a glance at the direction in which the weirdo left, but the scene I saw in the line of sight completely froze me.
This figure is so familiar. It seems that I have seen it somewhere before.
I can’t remember where I saw my back at the moment, and it soon disappeared. In the dark night, I shook my head and secretly thought that it might be my illusion. This strange person was shrouded in strange black fog and exposed his back, which would give me such an illusion …
Wait a minute. Black fog?
Unbearable stench?
Did he deliberately not want me to see his face?
Weird black fog What covers the front but not the back? If you look at this, there may be nothing unusual, but the conclusion of the front details surprises me. This weirdo is definitely covered by someone I know. The front is afraid that I will recognize him.
His voice stinks, deliberately covering up his familiar back, and combining all this, a scene that he has experienced flashed through his mind.
No way, it can’t be her. There’s no reason why he’s here!
I shook my head quickly and tried to deny this unrealistic guess, but subconsciously I believed it.
Is it really him?
This kind of different speculation haunts me for a moment, and I can’t deny one of the chances that he will appear here. It can be said that he is familiar with the back and can’t stand the stench. Only when he is there will the details appear here. I really can’t figure out who it is except him.