Wang Jin pushed away the Twilight Council who had thanked him so much and finally lay down on the sofa peacefully.
He really never thought that those people would have such a side.
The cold personality of the cuttlefish will make him cry with joy over a few bottles of pollution precipitant.
Li Yu looked serious and wanted to change the name of the organization to "Paradise Prince Support Group".
Fortunately, Wang Jin stopped him quickly.
Although the way this mixed-race group expresses their gratitude is a bit strange, it feels... pretty good.
The young man smiled and tried not to let others see his trembling hands.
It hurts, it hurts so much.
Money is something that cannot be circumvented no matter what.
The Dusk Council has just started and basically lacks everything.
Even Li Yu, who is the speaker of the parliament, is reluctant to spend money to deal with the pollution and can only hope that his body, which is riddled with holes, will slowly recover.
Although this is almost a fantasy.
Is it stupid for a mixed-race person who is born close to pollution to think this way?
No, it's because of poverty.
It's no wonder that Li Yu had the idea of attaching herself to Wang Jin after this blow.
This man has a strong sense of self-esteem, and he does this more because deep down he feels that he owes too much to other members.
Be able to recognize the facts in a timely manner and be willing to give up your power for the sake of the safety of your companions.
From this perspective, he is a qualified leader.
Therefore, Wang Jin did not intend to recruit Li Yu, but regarded him as his equal leader of the organization from the beginning.
"The messenger is so gentle, I cried to death."
"Get lost."
Wang Jin pushed Shi Baibai away who was laughing and started to close his eyes to rest.
He doesn't like to talk about heavy topics, but is more accustomed to using trash talk to protect others' fragile self-esteem.
So Wang Jin pretended not to hear Li Yu's request clearly, and took the initiative to propose an alliance.
The Twilight Council is a benign organization for most people.
They are enemies of the unclean and use their scarred bodies to stand in front of ordinary people.
Since you have good intentions, you deserve respect.
With their help in maintaining lasting order, Wang Jin was able to concentrate on his own affairs for the time being.
For example, the Five Immortals Hall, such as the Liu family's rare objects, such as... dragon.
When Wang Jin asked Liu Tian a question, he deliberately asked this somewhat absurd question.
[Is the pinnacle of Liu Xian a dragon? 】
In Wang Jin's view, verifying whether a clue is correct is far less important than obtaining a new clue.
So he used a small thinking habit to lead Liu Tian, an honest man, into the ditch.
Liu Tian's reaction seemed to say nothing, but also seemed to say everything.
And...his hesitant behavior revealed another piece of information to Wang Jin.
If you follow the clue of "Dragon", you might be able to find a strange object, and you might even be able to figure out what happened that year.
The next focus will naturally be on the Liu family’s [Lock] and the legendary beautiful and powerful creature [Dragon].
"Idiots should be one of the ten evils. I saw with my own eyes that a golden light flashed before Wei Shan attacked the cat-faced old lady."
"The doctor is quite calm tonight... Are you making a new head tower? Or are you just huddled in the hospital and tinkering with other killer moves?"
Quickly combing through useful information in his mind, Wang Jin stood up and walked towards Sunshine Community while thinking.
It's useless even if he thinks about it, but Wang Jin is used to letting his mind think about something.
After a moment, the young man shook his head, implying that the confusing information had been thrown away.
The bloody night was over, at least for him.
Wang Jin knew that he should go home and take a hot bath to wash away the bloody smell from his body.
——
"I'm not dead."
A man in a dark gold costume waved his hands happily, and the paint on his face twisted into a strange facial makeup.
The clothes on his chest were still stained with blood, but he didn't seem to mind too much.
"And I have a name. My name is Xi Chi now."
The playboy grinned and looked towards the alley entrance in the distance as if to show off.
The next second, the illusion was shattered.
The woman revealed half of her face hidden in the shadows.
Su Xi.
She is still so pale and thin, looking so fragile that people can't help but feel protective.
This kind of appearance is enough for people to ignore her eyes full of hatred.
"cough…"
Su Xi took two crooked steps and fell to her knees with a plop.
Xi Chi was stunned for a moment. He felt that he should go up and care about this colleague.
So he adjusted the big flag behind him and walked towards it with square steps.
The moonlight shines, and murderous intent surges.
The drama idiot didn't notice this. He squatted down and tried to pull Su Xi up.
But his palm was cut open by a cold light.
The next second, the short knife pierced his neck, stabbing half an inch in without hesitation.
"…How did you see through the illusion?"
Su Xiqiang, who was dying, cheered up and questioned this untrustworthy companion.
There are too many doubts about this guy who claims to be a nobody.
There is no motive for cooperation and no demands at all.
He suddenly appeared in front of Samsara and asked to join.
The most disturbing thing is that Samsara agreed lightly.
So Su Xi is destined to live with this dangerous person who is not mentally normal day and night.
In order to protect herself, she had to exercise extreme caution.
"Illusion? Maybe it's because you are too weak."
Xi Chi rubbed his bloodshot eyes and became unusually serious.
"Don't be too nervous, we are partners."
"Um...sorry."
Su Xi forced a smile and took back the dagger.
Then, she saw the playboy slowly raising his head.
He changed into that young and handsome face and showed a warm smile to Su Xi.
Wang Jin.
"You bastard."
Su Xi shuddered, then gritted her teeth after reacting and stabbed the knife into Xi Chi's shoulder.
Looking at the costume that was quickly stained with blood, the woman took a deep breath to calm herself down.
She also doesn't understand why the drama geek likes to look like Wang Jin so much to scare her.
Sure enough, the brain circuitry of mental illness is incomprehensible to normal people.
"I met the doctor at the train station. He seemed to be collecting corpses."
"Remember the head tower at Jiuchun Middle School? The doctor may want to make another one."
Su Xi adjusted her mentality and showed the wounds on her body to the drama addict.
The coat could not block the scalpel's cutting, and the white skin stained with blood could be seen under the broken coat.
Perhaps it was the unique temperament of a deceitful person, but the wound made Su Xi even more pitiful in the eyes of normal people.
But drama addicts are not normal people.
He was getting close to Su Xi, twitching his nose vigorously, as if he was sniffing something.
For a long time, he frowned and looked over.
"The doctor still has a strange smell..."
"Um."
Su Xi nodded and did not answer.
——
On the mountain road.
This is a place where accidents often occur.
The fog in the morning and evening, the slippery road after rain, and the wild animals that pop up from time to time.
These can easily cause tourists without Hu Ling's driving skills to break through the guardrail and fall to the bottom of the mountain.
There are many disappearances every year, but this month there are particularly many.
Especially today.
Half an hour ago, there was a river of blood here because of the arrival of a man and a fox.
But after they left, the mountain road still did not return to peace.
On the contrary, it became more lively.
The man in a white coat pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and a scarlet light flashed in his eyes.
Compared with the embarrassing appearance last time, he has returned to his elegant and calm state.
The only difference is the sutures that can be seen everywhere on the body.
It was as if it had been divided into countless pieces and then calmly and carefully sewn together.
This is actually a little habit of doctors.
Dissecting human bodies and self-mutilation both calm him down.
Cutting oneself into pieces and then sewing them together will make the man feel the pleasure he has not seen for a long time.
What was different from the past was that this time his wound did not heal immediately, but kept squirming, as if he was adapting to something.
"ha."
The doctor checked his condition and exhaled softly.
Then he looked at the breath in the air and frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the fact that he still had body temperature.
But he quickly put the matter behind him.
The doctor continued to walk forward, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.
"It's such an interesting woman to cooperate with the enemy who killed her whole family."
"Being able to dissect two of the ten evils at once...that's really wonderful."
The doctor grinned and stared at the police cars circling in the distance.
"vomit!"
Almost at the same time, Chi'er, who was sitting in the police car, opened his eyes wide and kept spitting out filthy things.
He tried his best to shrink back, but his expression became complicated when Wei Shan expressed concern for him.
Then the crazy shouting and struggling started.
Until he lay there with twitching limbs and foaming at the mouth.
Wei Shan hesitated for a moment, chose to take a shortcut and left here, and rushed to...