East Asian Revolutionary Union District 11, Tokyo City, a disaster-ridden city.

Late at night, after the rain.

The air was washed away, and the water on the ground reflected the colorful neon lights in the distance.

More than a dozen cameras distributed in the streets and alleys have been damaged, and the parts are broken all over the floor. The long LED display screen hanging on the convenience store is constantly flashing with bright red words.

"Please return home as soon as possible to reduce going out."

...

Isis stood on tiptoe and gently avoided a blood-stained water.

On the street behind her was a scene of a hurricane raging, with traces of destruction everywhere.

There were more than a dozen uninhabited corpses lying on the ground, and from the clothes and equipment, they should be identities like soldiers.

"Ahem..."

The sudden coughing made Isis, who was about to leave, stop.

She looked back and saw that in the corner, the only body in casual clothes suddenly sat up from the ground.

In Isis's feeling, this corpse, like more than a dozen other killed soldiers, was dead and could not die again.

But he came alive now.

"Ahem..."

Fang Cheng struggled to get up from the ground, holding the wall with one hand, looking confused.

He was obviously squatting in the toilet at home to play mobile games last second, but he changed his body the next second and appeared on this strange street.

The scene in front of him shocked him. Did he just crossing the road and accidentally entered the battlefield?

Or set?

The dead and broken streets, surrounded by scattered corpses, and a woman with blond hair and red eyes, standing dozens of meters away.

This woman is about twenty years old, with her eyes like rubies, her nose and cherry lips, her facial features are not flawed, her figure is in a perfect golden ratio, and her long golden hair falls to her waist like a waterfall, and she has a faint glow in the night.

She was wearing only a pure white dress, giving people the feeling of being a goddess descending from the heavens.

Noble, beautiful, and cannot be desecrated.

Fang Cheng subconsciously wanted to touch his cell phone.

It looks so beautiful, you must take a photo and post it to your Moments.

Let the group of female colleagues who pounced themselves until they didn't even know their own mothers, what is natural beauty and what is spell casting materials.

But immediately he realized that he had traveled through time and could never see those things again.

And I didn't touch it on my phone, only the sticky liquid was touched.

Fang Cheng looked down and saw his hands were covered in blood, dyeing the white T-shirt red.

What situation is that you break the defense as soon as you come up?

"What's wrong with you!"

A charming voice suddenly rang in my ears.

The blonde woman dozens of meters away came to Fang Cheng in an instant.

Fang Cheng instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his body suddenly stiffened and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"You should be dead, why can you still be alive?"

The language spoken from Isis was pure English, and you could understand it in Fang Cheng's construction site bulk English.

At this moment, he could not move all over, but his mouth could still speak.

"I...I don't understand what you mean."

What else can he say, saying that he had only returned from the dead after traveling through time?

Isis's fingers gently stroked Fang Cheng's cheeks and fell onto his chest, but he felt nothing.

She remembered very clearly that this little devil was just an unlucky passerby who accidentally entered the battlefield. He was hit in the chest by a stray bullet and died as soon as he showed up. Why is the bullet hole disappearing now?

Isis raised two fingers and easily pierced Fang Cheng's chest, searching in his chest.

This scene is too exciting. It's even more exciting than having a young lady eat chicken together.

Fang Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but he couldn't even make a sound.

Soon, Isis found a warhead from Fang Cheng's chest, proving that what she saw was not false.

She smiled and was about to say something, she suddenly looked up at the distant night.

In the dark night sky, something seemed to be moving.

Isis showed a slightly impatient expression, took a step forward, held Fang Cheng's shoulder with his hand, and put his face to his ear.

"Little brother, sister gives you a surprise."

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her mouth and bit Fang Cheng's neck. Two slender fangs pierced the arteries, and warm blood gushed out and was sucked into her mouth.

Fang Cheng felt like an innocent little pond, and this woman was a high-powered pump.

As the blood flows, the physical strength is rapidly disappearing.

Damn, you're going to die just after crossing?

Then wouldn’t I travel through time in vain?

Fang Cheng had only this thought left in his mind, his eyes turned black and his consciousness began to dissipate.

Isis let go of his hand, Fang Cheng fell down like a pool of mud, his eyes staring at the night sky with a dull look, his mouth slightly opened, and he desperately wanted to breathe fresh air.

Isis licked the blood remaining on the corner of her mouth with her tongue, and her expression was quite disappointed: "Ordinary taste, ordinary goods."

Fang Cheng, who was half-drowning and half-awake, suddenly felt anger in his heart when he heard the blonde woman's comment.

You?, do you have the face of being disgusted with me for free?

Isis squatted beside Fang Cheng, and his eyes were like ruby ​​to observe Fang Cheng's body changes, wanting to see if he could heal.

It seemed that some kind of confinement was untied, and Fang Cheng's body finally could move.

His eyes fell on the blonde woman, and with the remaining physical strength in her body, he slowly raised his hand and grabbed her chest.

When Isis saw Fang Cheng's actions, she was not angry, but smiled.

"What a little pervert. Do you want to touch your sister when you're about to die?"

She did not dodge, her eyes were joking, and she let Fang Cheng's hand approach.

When Fang Cheng's hand was about to touch Isis's chest, he suddenly accelerated and poked upwards, and two fingers poked into her nostrils.

Isis:(⊙?⊙)

She has lived for countless years and has seen countless men who want to do all kinds of things to her.

I have never seen anyone poked my nostrils.

Because it was too unexpected, I didn't avoid it for a while.

Isis suddenly appeared on the other side of Fang Cheng, and his fingers were already pressed on Fang Cheng's heart.

She looked down at Fang Cheng and smiled and said, "Little brother, do you know what you are doing?"

Fang Cheng also showed a weak smile: "Gan Lin Mom!"

“…”

Isis's smile disappeared, and he gently pressed his finger down, and Fang Cheng's heart instantly split.

The spirit in his eyes quickly faded, his breath was cut off, and he could not die again.

After Isis killed Fang Cheng, she did not leave immediately. Instead, she carefully observed for a while and found that Fang Cheng had no sign of resurrection and could not die again.

She stood up with some pleasure, put her hands behind her back, and took light steps, turning around and disappearing into the deep night.

The dark streets returned to dead silence.

About ten minutes later, Fang Cheng, who was lying on the ground, sat up suddenly, covered his chest and gasped, as if the drowning person was getting fresh air.

He gasped and looked around and found that Isis had disappeared.

“…not dead?”

Fang Cheng looked down at the blood on his body, a little confused, while the wound on his chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was about to get up when he groaned and sat back, his head swelled and painful.

A large number of strange memories flashed wildly in his mind, like watching a video of a ghost animal that was fast forward a hundred times, making him dizzy.

After a while, Fang Cheng stood up with the wall, weak and powerless, as if the kidneys were overdrawn after the rushing force, and he could hardly walk.

After he identified the direction, he slowly left the place.

Above the street, a small drone flew quietly by.
To be continued...