Collectors of Beauty World

Chapter 1 Hunting
At dusk, on the street corner of the city, there is an antique shop.

Lu Xiao was half lying on the chair playing with his mobile phone, bored.Looking out of the window from the corner of the eye, the sun is setting.

"Another day of no business."

Lu Xiao shook his head helplessly, then got up and moved his body, preparing to get something to eat.

At this time, two young black men with dreadlocks walked in.

"Welcome, feel free to take a look." Lu Xiao greeted him without sincerity and continued to open the refrigerator to look for food.

The two young black men first looked around and found that there was no surveillance.The two looked at each other, and then one of the young men suddenly took out something in his arms, a revolver.

"Hey you, put your hands up and hand over the money!"

Lu Xiao: "Well, if I raise my hand, I won't be able to give you the money, so..."

"Fuck, shut up, give me the money, right now." The two young men roared violently.

Seeing that the other party was a little excited, Lu Xiao no longer provoked the other party.

"OK OK" and then quickly opened the cash register and took out all the change inside.

"There's only so much fuck, are you kidding me? Are you kidding me? There's only so much!!"

The two young black men suddenly became excited.Because the money Lu Xiao took out was only a little over 30 US dollars in total.Although there are many people using guns to rob three to five dollars on the streets.But this store is a big target they specially selected.

Although this street is not a prime road, it is still quite prosperous.Unfortunately, according to their observations, other stores have surveillance cameras, but the one on the corner does not.

A single young Asian man guards a fifty-square-meter antique shop.It was the perfect robbery target.The two of them had a psychological expectation of more than five hundred dollars.However.
"It's only so much, I swear. I haven't had business here for a month."

"Fuck you yellow-skinned monkey, dare to lie to me, do you think I'm easy to deceive? Ahh!!!fuck you!!!"

The young man with the gun became more and more violent.His eyes were bloodshot and his gaze was ferocious, and he was obviously drugged.

Lu Xiao suddenly felt bad.Before he could take any action, he saw that the young man with the gun was so excited that his finger was already on the trigger.

"boom!!!"

Lu Xiao looked down at his chest, where blood was gushing out.He only felt the strength in his whole body disappearing quickly.The whole person slipped uncontrollably and fell to the ground.

Seeing Lu Xiao fall to the ground.The two young men were silent for a while.Then another burst of swear words starting with f broke out.

"fuck, you killed him!! We came to rob, you fucking killed him? Do you know what you are doing?"

At this time, the young man who shot also reacted.They are not the kind of ruthless characters who dare to rob a bank and have a shootout with the police.It's just a little gangster who can't get along on the street.

After the passionate killing, everyone panicked.

"fuck, I just want to scare him, really I just want to scare him. I didn't mean it, fuck!!!!"

"We have to get out of here. Someone may have heard the gunshots just now. Leave quickly. There is no surveillance here. No one can see us. Run quickly..."

The two young black men ran away without even taking the change on the table.

Soon, only Lu Xiao's body was left in the antique shop.He didn't seem to be dead yet, and his body squirmed from time to time.He was still mumbling something unclearly.

The bullet penetrated his chest.But it didn't hit the heart.

In fact, if he is sent to the hospital in time at this time, there is a high probability that he can be saved.

It's a pity that the two young men were so frightened that they never thought of the possibility of saving him.Of course, even if they thought of it, they probably wouldn't save him.

And this led to an extremely tragic consequence, that is, he would not die for the time being.But the blood would pour into his lungs from the wound, causing him great pain and an endless sense of suffocation.

A sharp coughing breaks the suffocation, and then the blood rushes back into the lungs again.This cycle goes on and on, the whole process may last for one to two hours, and then he can die completely! ! !
Just as Lu Xiao was suffering in pain, the door opened.An old man walked in.

"God, are you okay, Lu?"

"Ahem cough!!!" Lu Xiao glared angrily!

"Well, it doesn't look too good. Need help?"

"Cough cough!!!!"

"It seems to be necessary. I'll see what can be used... This is almost there!"

The old man wandered around and found a two-handed sword on the shelf.The style is the two-handed sword of ancient Europe.

He came over with a big sword, and skillfully made two gestures on Lu Xiao's neck.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon. Damn, why am I used to this kind of thing!!"

"drink!!!"

With a loud shout, Lu Xiao completely lost his voice.

The old man hung the big sword back to its original place.Then he took off his blood-splattered coat, walked out of the shop, and locked the door of the shop.

It's like nothing happened.

Until midnight comes.The old man once again carried some things and walked into Lu Xiao's shop.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lu Xiao getting up from the ground.On the clothes on his chest, there were still holes from the shooting and dried blood.But now the wound can no longer be seen.

The strangest thing is that the old man didn't feel shocked at all when he saw this scene.Instead, he put the things in his hands on the counter.

"It's a lot faster than I thought. I thought you would be resurrected at least half an hour later."

". Damn it, can you give me a hand, Abel. These damn niggas"

"Although I agree with you to some extent, you'd better keep your voice down. Those guys have become more and more high-profile in recent years." Abel said as he lifted him up and sat in front of the counter.

After a brief conversation from hell.Lu Xiao got up, sat in front of the counter, picked up the food brought by Abel and started eating.After each resurrection, he will feel very weak and need a lot of food to replenish.

Seeing that he was eating happily, the old man took out some spray and started to clean up the blood on the ground.

After Lu Xiao finished eating, Abel also completed the cleaning work.Then he took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator behind Lu Xiao, opened them and handed one to Lu Xiao.

"I just don't understand, if you want to adapt to this ability, why not do it yourself."

While drinking beer, Abel complained about Lu Xiao.

"The question is simple. I'm afraid of death. Then again, will your father come by himself?"

".Normally not." Abel opened his mouth, but found that he was speechless.After all, who is not afraid of death?It's a bit like a resurrected person saying this.
"Normal? Is that done?"

"Well, he sometimes does. I remember the last time, in order to verify the symptoms after a toxin enters the human body, he took it himself and tried it.

There have been similar incidents before, but very few.In short, I cannot understand the psychology of you resurrected people.My dad has been here for so many years and I still can’t understand it. "

"He's a ruthless person." Lu Xiao expressed his admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"No, no, no, he can't compare to you." Abel said while looking out the window.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb your hunting." After drinking the last sip of beer, he got up and walked out.

"Good night Abel."

"Happy hunting, Lu."

Seeing Abel leave, Lu Xiao got up and opened the door leading to the basement behind him.

The basement is very empty, there are only a few sundries in it.There are two things hanging on the wall opposite the door, and the one below is a machete about [-] centimeters long.

And above the machete was a pale hockey mask.

After Lu Xiao stood in front of the mask and looked at it for a while, he reached out and took off the mask, and then put it on his face.

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