Infinite escape, starting with a garbage bag

Before coming up, Xu Zhao thought about it. With her long sleeves and trousers, and her collar pulled up high so that her hands were not exposed, she would most likely be able to blend in with the crowd without being discovered.

She didn't know what was going on. The girl who was caught in the cage just now and the four people whizzing past her all had normal skin colors on their faces, and their hands, feet, and necks were all red.

She guessed it was the same, she lifted up her clothes and took a look, her whole body was covered in red.

There were not many people on the observation deck. It was close to evening, and there were only a few people walking in twos and threes with their children or dogs, or watching the sunset on the beach.

Xu Zhao carefully approached a child playing football. The child glanced at her but had no other reaction.

Xu Zhao became bolder and walked in front of a couple, but they didn't react.

It seems that as long as she doesn't show her red skin, she won't be chased.

I walked around the observation deck here and I have to say, the environment is really nice.

The sea breeze was blowing gently, the sunset was beautiful, the sunset glow connected with the sealine... Wait, Xu Zhao took a closer look and saw that he was right, the sealine connecting with the sky was not the sunset glow, but fog.

The entire seaside is brightly red.

it's wired.

Why is there red fog?

There were gradually more and more people on the observation deck, and there were even stalls selling small handmade pendants, autographs, fortune telling, and yes, snacks. Xu Zhao touched his stomach through his pocket, he was so hungry.

Xu Zhao stopped in front of a little boy's stall. This little boy painted for free, saying he was painting portraits.

Because the technology is not that good, it is free.

The little boy, who looked about seven or eight years old, was very happy when he saw customers coming to his door. "Sister, do you want to paint?"

Xu Zhao nodded, "I want you to paint small animals on my face. Paint the animals you are good at. Choose a black paint for me."

It was probably the first time the little boy met a customer who asked her like this. He scratched his head, but after thinking about it, he became happy again and felt that he could challenge it.

Finally, the little boy drew a puppy on Xu Zhao's cheek. But I looked left and right and felt dissatisfied. I was very annoyed and said, "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't draw well."

Xu Zhao smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. If I were a child, I wouldn't have the guts to set up a stall. Do you have a mirror?"

The little boy nodded, found a mirror from under the table, and handed it to Xu Zhao.

"Brother, pick it up and let me take a look at your face." Xu Zhao put his hands in his pockets, not daring to show them at all.

The little boy was obedient and held up the mirror. Xu Zhao was relieved to see the fair skin on his face. There was a pattern on the left cheek that didn't look like a dog, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Fortunately, he is free, otherwise he would be easily beaten.

"Brother, your drawing is really good. This dog is lying down, right? The lines are very smooth and it looks very impressive." Xu Zhao opened his eyes and lied, "I believe that in a few years, you will become A little famous painter."

The little boy was so stunned by her praise that he felt like he was stepping on clouds.

Just to keep him in this state, Xu Zhao struck while the iron was hot and asked: "Brother, have you seen it? The fog at the seaside has thickened today."

Little boy: “Isn’t it always like this?”

"Always?"

The little boy looked at her steadily, "Sister, why do you ask, you are not a local?"

"Yes, yes, I am." Xu Zhao was very afraid that he would tell him that he was an outsider, so he explained: "Didn't I get bonuses these days? I took a vacation again, so I really wanted to go out and play, and my head was spinning. I’m bald, and when I see the thick fog, I’m afraid I’ll encounter it when I go out to play.”

The little boy was envious, "My sister must have a lot of bonuses. I also want to go to the island to play, but my mother said that I have to make money after working."

Xu Zhao caught the word "de island" and it seemed that he could leave.

"Who knows if air tickets will increase when I can work? Have your parents ever been out of the island?"

The little boy shook his head: "No, they don't have that much money."

Xu Zhao was puzzled. The little boy's clothes didn't look like a poor child. "I haven't checked the air tickets yet. Brother, do you know how much the air tickets cost now?"

The little boy said with a grimace, "At least one million."

what?

Xu Zhao almost screamed, "Then, how much is your parents' salary per month?"

"My dad has five thousand, and my mom has five thousand too."

real or fake? With such a small salary, doesn't it mean that you have to save up for sixteen or seventeen years without food or drink before you can go out to the island?

"If you don't want to fly, then find other modes of transportation."

The little boy looked at her steadily again, "Sister, are you really a local?"

For some reason, the little boy's eyes made Xu Zhao feel a little nervous.

Just in time to see the little boy's parents coming, Xu Zhao hurriedly evacuated, but before leaving, he took the little boy's mirror and a box of white paint away.

Pedestrian streets in urban areas are introduced through road signs.

“Don’t miss it when you’re passing by, today’s beauty products are all 50% off, all 50% off!”

The clerk yelled heart-breakingly at the door, but few people entered the store, and his expression couldn't help but become distorted.

"How's the effect?"

The clerk was about to take a breath and drink some water when he was startled by the woman who suddenly appeared.

The clerk was a little annoyed and asked, "What effect does it have?"

Xu Zhao didn't care, "I'm talking about concealer, is there any?"

The clerk seemed to change his face, and immediately smiled brighter than a chrysanthemum, "Some customers, my concealer can even cover birthmarks. There is absolutely no problem with this on your face."

Xu Zhao didn't quite believe it, "Then you have to give it a try."

"no problem."

The clerk immediately brought some concealer over, opened the makeup brush, and applied it to her face a few times. As expected, the paint on her face was covered.

"Is it waterproof?"

"Waterproof, absolutely waterproof." The clerk immediately took a paper towel soaked in water and wiped it twice for her. The paper towel did not become dirty.

A smile appeared on Xu Zhao's face, expressing satisfaction, "I plan to ask for twenty bottles. Are they available in the store?"

The clerk smiled even more lovingly than her own mother, and said yes after a pile of them. She opened the cabinet under the shelf and pulled out a bunch of them.

Just then, a scream exploded in the clerk's ears, "Ah, rat!"