It was a sunny day.

A newly opened playground in City A covers an area of ​​1,000 mu, attracting many local and foreign tourists.

Death will take away twenty-four lives here on this day.

Death bought a glass of lemon ice water at the cold drink store, his fingers were pale and slender, and the thin lips leaning against the straw were as cold as the blade of a knife. However, his cold face made all the girls who had wanted to approach him retreat despite the difficulty.

After leaving the cold drink shop, Death took out a mask from his arms and put it on, and then he disappeared. He came here to work.

Yan Yan was laughing and talking in the playground, and there were screams of a thrilling project from time to time. People were looking for excitement and never tired of it.

Groups of tourists wandered around, and because it was the weekend, adults with children and balloons floating in the air were everywhere. A short while later, a parade that was routinely displayed in the playground began.

The clown riding a unicycle, the princess in the fairy tale, and the cartoon doll, filled the whole team with joy. In the sound of music, the actors made wonderful performances from time to time and presented their iconic dances, making the crowd more and more crowded.

"Squeeze!" A middle-aged woman's voice came.

Death followed the source of the voice and caught a glimpse of a beautiful young man.

The other party was fair-skinned, his hair was dyed chestnut, and he was dressed like a condescending man. He was sneering frivolously: "Auntie, your butt is so big, don't stand in the front row, it will affect my position and ruin my sight."

The middle-aged woman blushed with anger: "What did you say! You unqualified thing!"

"The anger in the morning is so great, is it because of menopause and sex-life incoordination?" The young man's eyes were full of malicious ridicule.

"You're crazy!" the middle-aged woman scolded, smashing him with the bag in her hand, and immediately changed to another position.

The young man was not angry when he was smashed, and he didn't know what to say lightly. The middle-aged woman who had just walked a short distance away suddenly split her trousers from the middle of her buttocks. Others burst into laughter, and the middle-aged woman was so embarrassed that she used a bag to cover her buttocks, which seemed to be really big enough to break through her pants, and turned back to curse even more horribly.

interesting.

Death took a sip of lemon ice water.

These two people happened to be one of the twenty-four people who were destined to die on this day.

Because death was imminent, almost all the death energy on their bodies turned pure black, especially the death energy on the young man, which had already reached his ankles. This made the golden beast totem on the black robe of the God of Death restless.

"Quiet." Death said.

The totem immediately stopped, obediently as quiet as ever.

The god of death followed the most deadly young man, and it became more and more interesting, because this man was dying all the time.

The god of death looked for the identity of this young man in his consciousness, um... It turns out that he is a word spirit, no wonder he can take revenge on others through words. This person is twenty-seven years old this year. His surname is Chi and his name is Jiayan.

The name was a good one.

Chi Jiayan - Jia word, is praise, but also joy and happiness. Words, of course, mean words. The combination of these two words is "beautiful language", which is likable at first glance. Because it means that whatever the owner of the name says will be auspicious.

Unfortunately, this person did not use his abilities in the right way.

After watching the tour, Chi Jiayan walked to the pavilion in the shade and lit a cigarette.

He is indeed very beautiful, with almond eyes, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth. He is twenty-seven years old, and he has a slight youthful look. As soon as he walked in, the people in the pavilion could not help but glance at him, secretly amazed.

Chi Jiayan was smoking a cigarette, playing with the smoke ring casually, and his movements were very unrestrained.

A girl next to her finally couldn't help it: "Little brother, this is a non-smoking area."

Chi Jiayan smiled, revealing a pair of pear vortexes: "Huh?"

When the girl was called by him, the finger that was pointing at the "No Smoking Here" sign on the wall also retracted, and her face turned red with a "swoosh". Her boyfriend was right next to her. Seeing this, she might be jealous, so she got up and walked out without saying a word.

The girl reacted and looked at Chi Jiayan a few more times before chasing out.

"With such a low degree of trust, we will break up sooner or later." Chi Jiayan breathed out a smoke ring and said to himself indifferently.

A pregnant woman was also in the pavilion. She wanted to come to play with her daughter. The family of three was resting here. Her husband looked cowardly. Seeing that no one was stopping him, he had to say: "Handsome guy, please put out the cigarette, my wife is still pregnant."

Chi Jiayan didn't even look at him: "Don't worry. Your wife isn't a son anyway. People who prefer sons over daughters can't have daughters."

The pregnant woman was in a hurry: "Who do you say is more sons than women?"

Chi Jiayan smiled and said nothing, and continued to smoke.

Really vicious.

The two couples also took their children and got pissed off by him.

After all the people in the pavilion disappeared, Chi Jiayan took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Mr. Ling, I just turned around and found that the facilities here are much better than yours. Although it is newly opened, it is Most of the customers are taken away, and the business is better than yours. It will be a matter of time. What time is it now, if you don't update the facilities there, it's useless to ask me. "

The other party didn't know what to say, and Chi Jiayan said: "No. If it is too big, I will die. Mr. Ling, you don't know this, right... As for me, at most, something happens here. News What kind of speculation will cause some negative effects to scare tourists. … The price can’t be less than a penny, and I don’t guarantee the effect. You should put away your hands and feet, you can find out if you lose your life. ."

He has a laid-back attitude, and it can be seen that he is usually idle, relying on a little innate spiritual power to survive.

It can be seen that making money makes him in a good mood. He is clearly here to do bad things, but he can walk out after smoking a whole cigarette with peace of mind.

Little did he know that he was even more deadly.

Walking out of the pavilion, Chi Jiayan walked to a stall selling cotton candy. The stall owner was happily surrounded by several people, stirring marshmallows attentively. The sweet taste seemed to attract Chi Jiayan. He held his hands and watched for a while. When a big and round marshmallow was ready, he grabbed it first.

"You don't have to look for it." He threw down a banknote and licked it comfortably.

The child who had reached out to pick up the marshmallow burst into tears.

The parent said angrily: "What's the matter with you? Adults rob the children of things?"

"What is robbery?" Chi Jiayan said, "It's not like I didn't pay. Marshmallow has your name written on it?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to people like you." Parents disdain to talk to him and educate their children, "Don't cry baby, we are not like these bad guys, we must not learn from him."

The child did not listen to reason at all, and cried even louder. This little child is cute, and when he cries, he provokes sympathy. Others condemn Chi Jiayan and cast contempt at him.

"Yeah, why are you so uneducated..."

"It looks good, but I can't see that I really lack quality..."

The stall owner is a businessman, so he's a little more tactful: "Don't cry, kid, uncle will make you the biggest one right away."

Chi Jiayan said gloomily on the side: "Don't do it. Your finger is about to hurt."

After he finished speaking, he left, leaving the stall owner behind with a confused look: "Is this person crazy?"

Others couldn't see it either, and he said a few words to Chi Jiayan to help Tanism, but the cotton candy making machine was broken when it was said to be broken, and I don't know where it got stuck. The stall owner is a good man. He smiled and turned on the mainframe to check. After a while, he screamed, and a large piece of skin was ripped off by the mainframe.

Blood splattered all over the floor.

People waiting to buy marshmallows screamed and screamed in horror, while the stall owner almost curled up on the ground in pain.

Where has that little child ever seen such a bloody scene, he immediately hugged his parents tightly, the cry stuck in his throat, and it took a long time for him to cry out.

Chi Jiayan, the culprit of the destruction, looked back from a distance, expressionless.

Someone called a security guard, and a few guards found him.

The god of death stood in the distance, thinking that the security guards were probably going to search Chi Jiayan. After all, the stall owner was injured just after he spoke, and he looked suspicious.

Chi Jiayan let them search while eating cotton candy.

Finally, he said coldly: "You better find some evidence, otherwise, you will not be able to keep your jobs and be fired."

The security guard doesn't believe in evil: "Who are you scaring?"

Chi Jiayan laughed again, and a pair of pear vortex sweetly said, "Of course it's to scare you."

The security guards, who were five big and three rough, didn't take his threat seriously at all. After Chi Jiayan finished eating the huge marshmallow, he seemed to be still licking his lips, looking like a gluttonous and evil cat.

Chi Jiayan wandered around for a while, and met many deadly people who were doomed to die with him on the way.

In one way or another, these people are miraculously connected by the horoscope.

The lemon ice water in Death's hands is finished, and it's time to work.

He felt that people like Chi Jiayan who acted like Chi Jiayan and took revenge on the society were really worthless.