Night Demon
Night Demon Tuesday. 16:00 pm, Yvonne and Celestine exge points, ge shifts, On the inside of the transparent wooden dispy et on the left side of the door, Yvonne wears smart gsses to study the diamonds in the dispy case, A year ago, in 2034, After graduation, 18-year-old orphan Yvonne, Be a Haenyeo in P.H. Fishing Port Wednesday. three in the m, H.H Town, On the 8-ne ecological roundabout road without signs, is driving a 40-foot gray smart electric self-driving tainer truck, Ihe tainer truck, A naked bald man is lying on a transparent wooden operating table, The bald man is the head of the bald hall of the Sea Lake Gang, On December 29, when he led his disciples and the fishing port gang to pete for the P.H fishing port, Being peed into the ans by the sharp bde, causing a rge amount of "tomato juice" to be ejected from the body, At this time, standing beside the operating table is the intelligent surgical robot doctor Bian Que Yihao. Cutting and repg artificial ans fluently, And this gray smart electric self-driving tainer truck, It is the 95995 mobile surgical ic of the underground genius doctor who has been rumored in the underworld retly in Southeast Asia. night after three months The head of the bald hall with 3 younger brothers appeared at the P.H fishing port 23:00 pm, Yvonne walked home after attending the css reunion, Height 165 cm, shoulder length hair, melon seed face, phoenix eyes, delicate nose, Clear and shiny eyebrow lines, open between the eyebrows and eyes, The pupils of the eyes are clear and transparent, and there is a small pear socket at the er of the mouth, healthy wheat plexion skin, Wearing a white crew-neck short-sleeved T-shirt, Wearing a "smart 3D stereo holographic image unicator" on the left wrist, Light beige wide 100-fold long skirt Little feet put on bck ft sandals, The evening breeze mixed with the smell of hot soup, The moon shadow casts infinite silver threads, The houses in the distance are misty and smoky, like a mirage, The mountains are rolling up and down, looming, smoky, like a paradise oh, Pieces of green in different shades, Like patches of green misty o, There is a small stream beside the lotus pond, The stream is microwaved, crystal clear, The sound of rushing water is clear and pleasant, As if singing the symphony of spring, Uer small fish swaying gracefully, Naughty blowing little bubbles, The wind caressed all kinds of flowers and pnts by the stream, Bend it now and then, sometimes lift it up, As if the earth was breathing rhythmically, The grass that just sticks its head out, Watg the outside world carefully, There is a bridge over the creek, The long branches on the side of the bridge hang in a string, into the stream, The flowers follow the breeze, danced lightly, The flowers are fragrant, the petals are fluttering, attracted a dazzling group of butterflies, &039;