Super Trick or Treat System

…I heard that Polo’s wife had confessed everything to her husband (it hangs down from the brightly lit place, as always invisible), and the scene made him wince. There was a distraught sinner, begging to be accused, yelling, and even being beaten. Polo didn’t give her satisfactory hatred, but just shrugged and asked her to speak her own words without interrupting her until she didn’t get more. Surround yourself. She paid more frustration and sadness. The beating heard her tell the bathroom mirror how insulting her anger at her husband's lack of loyalty was. She fell off the balcony of the cinema not long after. To some extent, her suicide made anger possible. The wife is gone, the daughter has left the house,

However, due to the absence of his wife, the house was empty these days, and it quickly became a boring burden. "Almost no support. The time between nine o'clock and five o'clock in the house by one person is often endless. It will be confusing, planning bizarre and unrealistic revenge, staggering in the room, heartache, only when the radiator is cooling or the refrigerator is automatically turned on and off accompanied by the clicking and shouting of the house. The situation quickly became so desperate that the arrival of the noon post became the peak of the moment. If the postman has nothing to pass and pass to the house next door, then the turbulent melancholy mood will fall on the mover.

After Jack came back, the game began. The usual warm-up procedure: It will meet Jack at the door and prevent his key from opening the lock. The game lasted for one to two minutes until Jack accidentally found a means to resist the Yangqin and won the game. Once in, it will start all lampshades swinging. Men usually ignore this kind of performance, no matter how intense the action is. Maybe he might shrug and murmur: "Sink" under his breath, and then inevitably "Chesera, sera".

In the bathroom, hitting Y will squeeze the toothpaste around the toilet seat and block the shower head with wet toilet paper. It can even share a shower with Jack, who can't see the suspension from the rail where the shower curtain hangs, and makes obscene hints in his ears. It always succeeds, the devil is taught in the academy. The obscene behavior in whispering has never bothered the customers who troubled them, made them think that they were conceiving these harmful behaviors, and prompted them to hate themselves, then self-rejection, and finally fell into madness. Of course, in a few cases, victims will be irritated by these whispered suggestions, and they will take to the streets to take action against them. In this case, the victim is often arrested and imprisoned. Prison will lead to further crimes and a slow reduction in moral reserves-victory is the way. One kind or another kind of insanity will disappear.

Unless for some reason, the rule does not apply to him; he does not waver: the tower of politeness.

Indeed, the way things happen will be the way of destruction. Tired, tired, endless days of tormenting cats, watching funny people in yesterday’s newspaper, watching games: they eliminated anger. Recently, it has developed a passion for the woman who lives across the street from Polo. She is a young widow. And it seems that most of his life has been parading naked around the house. Sometimes, on the day when the postman failed to call, looked at the woman and knew that it would never pass Polo's door, it was almost unbearable.

This is the law. Beating is a secondary demon, and his hunting behavior is strictly limited to the victim's house. To get out of the house is to give up all power over the victim: to put yourself at the mercy of human beings.

Throughout June, throughout July, and most of August, it was sweating in prison, and in those bright, hot months, Jack Polo remained indifferent to revitalizing attacks.

This is really embarrassing and gradually undermines the self-confidence of the devil, witnessing this plain victim survive every attempt and deception.

Weeping crying.

Screaming.

With an uncontrollable pain, it boiled the water in the aquarium and poached guppy.

Polo heard nothing. Seen nothing.

Finally, in late September, "Nanta" broke the first rule of its conditions and directly appealed to its owner.

Autumn is the season of hell. The demon of the high ruler feels benign. They condescend to speak to their creatures.

"What do you want?" he asked, his voice darkening the air in the lounge.

"This person..." started softly and nervously.

"Yes?"

"This polo..."

"Yes?"

"I don't have any problems with him. I can't panic about him, I can't have fear or even slight attention to him. I'm an innocent Lord of the Flies, and I want to get rid of suffering."

After a while, his face formed in the mirror on the mantelpiece.

"what do you want?"

He is an elephant and a wasp. Nanta was shocked.

"I'm going to die."

"You can't die."

"From this world. Just die from this world. Gradually disappear. Be replaced."

"You won't die."

"But I can't break him!" Y-man screamed, tearful.

"you must."

"why?"

"Because we told you." Beelzebub has always used the royal "we", even though it is not qualified to do so. "At least let me know why I am in this house," appealed. "What is he? Nothing! He is nothing!" Beelzeb found it rich. He laughed, buzzed, and blew the trumpet.

"Jack Johnson Polo is the child of a worshiper in the Lost Redemption Church. He belongs to us." "But why do you want him? He is very rigid."

"We want him because his soul was promised to us, and his mother didn't fulfill it. Or she came by herself. She deceived us. She died in the arms of the priest and stayed safely—"

Disgust is closely followed. The Lord of the Flies could hardly speak to himself. "-Heaven," Beelzebub said, in an infinite voice.

"Heaven," said the saint, wondering what the word meant.

"Polo will be hunted in the name of the old man and punished for the crimes of his mother. For a family that deceives us, no torture will be too deep."

"I'm tired." Faintly pleaded, looking in the mirror boldly.

"Please, please."

Beelzebub said: "Ask this person, or you will suffer from him."

The person in the mirror shook the black and yellow suitcases and faded.

"Where is your pride?" The master's voice shrank away and said. "Proud, uplifting, proud." Then he left.

The frustrated cat picked it up and threw it into the fire, where it was quickly cremated. It believes that if only the law allows human flesh to be treated so lightly. if. if. Then it will make him suffer this torture. but not. The beater knows the law and the back of the hand. They were treated as emerging demons by the teacher, and they were pasted on the bare leather. Li Yi said: "You must not put yourself on the victim."

No one has ever known why this law applies, but it does apply.

"You shouldn't..."

Therefore, the whole painful process continues. Day after day, the man still showed no sign of succumbing. Over the next few weeks, "The Walking Dead" killed two other cats, and he brought this cat back to replace his cherished one.

The first of these poor victims was drowned in the toilet when he was idle on Friday afternoon. I was very satisfied with the look of disgust on his face when I saw him untie the fly and glanced down. However, the brisk and efficient way to eliminate the pleasure of the beating was that the person dealt with the dead cat, lifted a bundle of soaked fur from the pot, wrapped it in a towel, and then buried it behind. In the garden. There is almost no noise.

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