No. 6 sneered, as if he had seen No. 8 become the target of public criticism.
"Don't be so arrogant. I know what you mean. You want me to leave the association so that you can have a reason to take away my things."
Chu Ping, who had been eating melon nearby, became interested again after hearing what No. 8 said.
"That thing on No. 8? What is that? Is it the red coat attached to No. 8?"
Chu Ping was also curious about what the red coat on No. 8 looked like.
"Hmph! Don't think that I don't know what you are doing outside. The eastern suburbs have not been peaceful these days. Is it your fault?"
No. 6 narrowed his eyes slightly, wanting to see through No. 8.
Chu Ping raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not expect to hear news about the eastern suburbs here.
"It's not peaceful in the eastern suburbs? Is it the people from the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital?"
Chu Ping has had several dealings with Dongjiao Mental Hospital, not to mention the crazy female named Lu Ke who lived downstairs from Lao Xie Tou, and Xu Xia's husband, the man named Duan Peng.
They are all patients who ran away from the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital.
Chu Ping even had an encounter with the mysterious young man named Mu Ai, the president of the association, a few days ago.
"Mom, that Mu Ai is really scary. He just controlled the No. 2 student and turned the main building of the bus company upside down."
When Chu Ping recalled the situation at that time, he felt a little frightened.
"Bang--"
Before Chu Ping could recover, he heard a noise, as if something heavy had hit the ground.
Out of instinct, Chu Ping took out the swing stick behind him in an instant.
"Why do you just want to fight?"
Chu Ping looked towards No. 6, only to find that a red figure appeared behind him at some point, and a deeper dark red figure appeared behind the red figure.
At this time, the red figure seemed to be struggling to block No. 6. The sound of being hit by a heavy object just now came from there.
"No. 8, you finally no longer plan to pretend."
Under No. 6's mask, there were all crazy, white eyes. At this time, they became as dark as ink, like an endless abyss, giving people a chilling feeling.
The interviewers No. 10 and Crying Face next to them didn't seem to want to help. They even took a few steps back to make room for No. 6 and No. 8.
"It seems that the people in the association are not very united."
Chu Ping took a rough look at the situation in the room.
"But since No. 8 dares to openly propose to withdraw from the association, I guess he should have some tricks."
Chu Ping didn't think No. 8 became like this because of the new girl he brought here.
"A woman's attitude towards No. 8 is one of faith. In other words, No. 8 has no reason to break up with others for her. But the fact is that No. 8 has already fallen out, so the most likely reason should be,
That woman should have another identity, so that No. 8 would have to fall out."
Chu Ping didn't know if his guess was correct, but the current situation didn't seem to allow him to think wildly.
At this time, the room was filled with dark winds, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.
No. 6's body has begun to mutate, and red threads came out of his back, like octopus claws, wrapping around No. 8.
No. 8 seemed to have sensed the threat from No. 6 for a long time. A handful of dark red mist stood in front of No. 6, blocking the red thread directly.
No. 6 suddenly showed a proud smile, and the red thread suddenly turned around and rushed directly to the female newcomer beside No. 8.
"Pah——"
The mask shattered, revealing a face full of scars, but even the scars on this face could not hide the beauty of the woman.
The fear in her eyes made people feel an inexplicable desire to protect her.
"What a pity this face is."
Chu Ping looked regretful. In fact, if he hadn't heard the story told by the previous woman, Chu Ping would have been tempted to go over and protect her.
"Calm down, calm down, that's the man who made his husband into a handicraft."
Chu Ping subconsciously touched the backpack behind him and felt relieved when he found that there was nothing strange.
After the woman's eyes saw No. 8, her original fear disappeared in an instant, as if the pillar of faith that she thought had collapsed had been erected again.
"No. 6, you're going a little too far."
The dark red mist on No. 8 suddenly swelled, shrouding the woman in the red mist.
No. 6 chuckled strangely, seeming very proud of what just happened.
"What is your relationship with this woman? How dare you defend her like this?"
Number Six's eyes were full of amusement, as if he had seen through the relationship between the two.
"A woman's story should be told by you and her, right? It's true that you can tell those old things."
No. 6's tone was full of ridicule, but Chu Ping beside him was frightened.
"The story the woman told was actually told to her by No. 8. Could it be that the person who was made into a handicraft was No. 8's wife?"
Chu Ping took a breath, but he was curious as to why No. 6 knew everything.
"No. 7!" No. 8 seemed to be thinking about this issue as well, "It must be that bastard No. 7. I only talked to him. Haha, what did you exchange for the news with him?"
No. 8's face, which was covered by the mask, had a distorted expression, as if he had been betrayed by the person he trusted most.
"You don't have to worry about this."
No. 6 didn't give No. 8 a chance to breathe at all. The red mist on his body rolled towards No. 6's head. There were faint wailing sounds in the red mist, as if everything in front of him was to be torn apart.
At this critical moment, a head suddenly protruded from the back of No. 8's neck, and then with a mouth full of sharp teeth, it bit Hong Wu directly.
What Chu Ping didn't expect was that the seemingly loose mist was actually bitten by the head.
The wailing sound in the red mist was even more shrill, like a young animal being strangled by the throat. The low wailing sound echoed in the room.
No. 10 and the interviewer with a crying face had no intention of taking action at all. Instead, they looked calmer than Chu Ping and just watched the excitement.
No. 6 showed no sign of flinching, his body trembled, and a man in red emerged from No. 6's body.
The body was twisted, the hands were reversed, a ferocious smile appeared on the pale face, and the white eyes were looking straight at No. 8 not far away, as if they wanted to devour him completely.
"This is Hongyi attached to No. 6's body? It looks much more ferocious than Sister Jiang."
As soon as Chu Ping finished speaking, he felt the backpack behind him tremble, as if in protest to Chu Ping.
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