Chu Ping's eyelids twitched, he really had nothing to say about Sister Jiang's "soft and afraid of hard" temperament.
"I know that I am a soft person who bullies me, and I am afraid of the hard ones outside. But then again, the edge of Sister Jiang's white T-shirt has begun to show red. Should I wait until her clothes completely turn red...
"
Chu Ping broke into a cold sweat when he thought of Jiang Qing, dressed in red, trampling on him.
"You are bullying me like this now. When you turn into red, won't you be going to rebel against me?"
The man in the suit didn't know what Chu Ping was thinking, he just thought he was frightened by what he said.
"Haha, you should be called Chu Ping. You'd better run away quickly. After the existence on the seventh floor comes down, you won't be able to escape even if you want to."
Chu Ping originally planned not to pay attention to the man in the suit, but after he heard his name coming out of the man's mouth, Chu Ping changed his mind.
"Let me ask you another question, what is the meaning of the existence of the Weird Tales Association?"
Chu Ping squinted his eyes and stared at the man in the suit, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" The man in the suit didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the matter, but he felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Chu Ping.
"Snapped--"
The black stick hit hard, and then there was a sound of bones breaking.
"ah--"
The man in the suit covered his left leg and kept rolling on the ground.
"You... hit me, why?" The man in the suit said it was painful, and he couldn't even express it clearly.
"Because you reacted slowly."
Ever since Chu Ping heard the man in the suit mention his name, he was not ready to keep him.
The man in the suit was sweating profusely. He didn't expect to get a stick for such a small thing.
Chu Ping raised the swinging stick in his hand again, and his eyes like poisonous snakes stared at the man in suit who fell on the ground.
"I said, I said, the purpose of the association is to collect weirdos. With the help of weirdos, we can do whatever we want."
"for example?"
Chu Ping was very curious, what did the man in the suit mean by doing whatever he wanted?
The man in the suit hesitated for a moment, and then saw the pitch-black hand in Chu Ping's hand.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
The swinging stick has been raised, as if it will fall down in the next second.
"For example...treating your own illness."
"Disease? What disease?"
Chu Ping first came into contact with the Weird Tales Association through two interviewers at No. 44 Xingfu Road. When Chu Ping passed the interview, the two interviewers asked Chu Ping what else he wanted to know.
Chu Ping once asked this question - what does the Weird Tales Association do?
Chu Ping still remembers what the two interviewers said to him.
"There are weird stories and weird stories in every corner of the city. If there were no weird stories, we would be the weird stories in their mouths. Our association is the Weird Tales Association. Our main purpose is to find the weird stories hidden in this city, and then
Find out the weirdness hidden behind them."
In fact, what he said was very general, to find the weirdness behind the city's ghost stories, but what the purpose was, he did not tell himself clearly.
But this time Chu Ping finally met someone from the Weird and Weird Talk Association, so naturally he couldn't let him go.
"Most of the people in the association are lunatics, no, they are all lunatics. Some of them think that they are sick, so they need to treat their own diseases, while others think that they are not sick, but the world is sick, and
Some people do it purely to satisfy their perverted evil taste.
"Everyone in the association has no name, they only have code names. Every time they meet, everyone will wear a mask to hide their true identity. They may be public servants of the city, and some may be dedicated to
Some of the police who catch criminals are people living at the bottom of the city, but in the association, these are not important because they are all lunatics."
Chu Ping silently remembered these words from the man in the suit. He would not forget the invitation from the Weird Tales Association.
"At 9:30 on Sunday night, on the 31st floor of Building C, Jinhua Community, there is everything you want to know."
This is what the interviewer with the crying face mask told Chu Ping before leaving.
"I still have to wear a mask... Fortunately, I met the manager. If I hadn't been targeted by those crazy people, I don't know how I would have died."
When the man in the suit saw that Chu Ping didn't raise any objections, he continued: "I have heard people in the association tell such a story.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)
"There was once a member of the association who was a doctor, but he suffered from aesthetic bias. Things that seemed beautiful in the eyes of normal people were imperfect in his eyes. He first dismembered some small animals, and then cut them into pieces.
They regrouped, and the symptoms became more and more obvious, until finally, he began to try to reassemble the human body.
"At first, he used dead bodies in the hospital morgue. Later, he said that this had a great influence on the art he pursued, and he began to try to use living people to reassemble it."
"A living person?" Chu Ping took a breath. He didn't expect the people in the Weird Tales Association to be so perverted.
"Well, he used weirdness to hunt living people at night, and during the day he locked himself in the basement and started his own artistic creation. However, he felt dissatisfied every time, until one time, he excitedly told us that he had found the
The perfect prey.
"I only know that it is a woman. He said that he would give her the most precious gift on her birthday and let her become a part of his art."
Chu Ping frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Doctor, perfect, woman, birthday..."
After these words were strung together, a person's name vaguely appeared in Chu Ping's mind.
"Yu Fei!"
Chu Ping looked at the man in the suit in disbelief. He did not expect that Yu Fei was also a member of the Weird Tales Association.
The man in the suit looked at Chu Ping like this and felt extremely scared, thinking that he had said something wrong somewhere.
"Brother...what did I say wrong..."
Before the man in the suit could finish speaking, Chu Ping grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up from the ground.
"Why do you say he was a former member? Where is this man now?"
Chu Ping's tone was cold. He had experienced everything Jiang Qing had experienced before her death in his dream. He knew the pain buried in her heart. Therefore, whether it was for Sister Jiang's knot or to make his own life better, Chu Ping
Pingdu must know the whereabouts of Yu Fei.
The man in the suit didn't know why Chu Ping suddenly became like this.
"Because he betrayed the organization..." The man in the suit's voice trembled. He could clearly feel the powerful aura emanating from Chu Ping. He had reason to believe that as long as Chu Ping was willing, he would really be defeated by him.
