It seems that the harvest from tonight's meal was even more sumptuous than expected, and I gained a lot of favor from Tornado.
M City.
After getting off the high-speed train, Di Wang was walking on the way to Xi's house when he suddenly felt the urge to urinate.
He looked around and found a 24-hour KFC fast food restaurant not far away.
"Just right." Di Wang walked quickly towards the fast food restaurant and pushed the door open.
The store was brightly lit but strangely quiet.
There was no waiter behind the counter and the dining area was empty.
Only the automatic ordering machine flashed a cold light and played a mechanical welcome message.
"Strange?" Di Wang frowned, and the urge to urinate urged him to walk straight to the bathroom.
Just then, a staggering figure came towards me from the direction of the bathroom.
He was a young man wearing a blue Coke barrel-shaped outfit with the eye-catching word "百䛍" printed on the round Coke barrel jacket.
His face was embedded in the top of a Coke barrel, his limbs were sticking out of the barrel, and there was a blue curved straw stuck in his head.
"Burp~" The young man burped loudly, holding a cup of Coke in each hand, his face flushed unnaturally, and he staggered like a drunk.
The two collided in the narrow passage.
"Bang!"
With Di Wang's current strong physique, he didn't move at all, but the Coke barrel on the young man's body was dented.
A large amount of dark brown liquid gushed out from the cracks in the barrel, instantly soaking the floor.
"Sorry." Di Wang subconsciously reached out to help, thinking that he had only spilled the drink in the other person's hand.
“Ah——!” The young man screamed heartbreakingly, and rolled on the ground, holding the dented barrel. “I’m dying! I’m dying!”
Only then did Di Wang realize that something was wrong.
What flowed out was not Coke, but dark brown blood with a sweet smell!
In less than a minute, the young man's movements completely stopped.
His eyes were still open, but his eyes had lost their luster, and the blue straw hung limply beside him.
Di Wang squatted down and tentatively touched the outer shell of the other party's paper cup. It felt cold and hard, not at all like ordinary clothing material.
Only then did he become certain that the person he had just killed was not a cosplayer, but a real Coke freak.
"This..." Di Wang touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.
Although the other party was a weirdo, he didn't seem to be aggressive based on his behavior. He looked more like a drunk.
I didn't expect that my momentary negligence would cost the other person's life.
He was just about to observe a few seconds of silence for this unfortunate weirdo when a shrill cry suddenly exploded from behind him:
"son--!"
Di Wang turned around suddenly and saw a weird middle-aged man shaped like a green Sprite bucket standing at the door of the fast food restaurant.
The word "Sprite" was clearly printed on the bucket, and a thicker green straw was inserted on the top.
At this moment, the weirdo's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the shrunken blue Coke barrel on the ground, squeezing out words from between his teeth: "I...want...you...to die!"
Di Wang sighed helplessly, knowing that it was futile to explain at this moment.
He put the mechanical box he was holding on the ground, pressed a button, took out the control handle, and said, "Listen, this was an accident, and I don't want to hurt anyone again."
"Accident?!" The Sprite Monster roared angrily, straightened up, and the green barrel began to swell strangely, "You killed my son, I will make you pay with blood!"
Di Wang sighed again.
Forget it, it’s hard to persuade this damn ghost with nice words. I may use this guy to test the strength of the mechanical dog that Child Emperor developed for himself.
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