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Chapter 206 Cooperate if you can't beat it?

The dark night sky was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

There are no pedestrians on the long and silent road, and the footsteps behind you seem to be there but not...

Various grotesque buildings stand in this twisted world. The mist exudes a terrifying atmosphere, and the oncoming night wind seems to smell the smell of blood.

A mountain forest somewhere in a mysterious world.

A black shadow passed by, and not long after, three more figures appeared here.

"Fuck! I lost you!" one of them cursed.

"This thing is rare in a thousand years, so I can't bear to let him run away like this." Another man wearing glasses said.

At this time, a short man bent down and picked up a dark straw from the ground.

"Brother Li, what did you find?" the man with glasses asked.

Jiang Che knew this person.

Because he is Crazy Li, Li Changsi, whom Jiang Che rescued from Sunshine Mental Hospital that day.

Li Changsi frowned and asked, "Did that thing fall off of me?"

After taking the black straw, the man with glasses couldn't help but praise: "As expected of the famous ghost man Li Changsi, he can actually see such a small straw."

Li Changsi: "..."

"Why don't you hurry up and chase after it?" Another person said impatiently: "That thing has the king's corpse on it!"

Li Changsi looked at the man with glasses and said, "Tell me what you said before."

The bespectacled man looked confused: "What's there to say? It's just a scarecrow fused with the mysterious corpse of a king."

Li Changsi: "You said before that a ghost-raising incident broke out in Zhijiang Province in the real world, right?"

"Oh, you're talking about this."

The man with glasses smacked his lips and said, "Yes, the conspiracy has confiscated many king-level skeletons this time, and they are all from the same king-level mystery... called Black Plague."

"I don't know where the Illuminati gang of bastards got it from, and I've never heard of Black Plague being killed."

Li Changsi raised his chin towards the black straw and said, "The king-level corpses on the scarecrow we are hunting now should also come from the black plague."

"Fuck you!" The man with glasses quickly threw the straw on the ground and roared: "Li Changsi! You disappeared for fifty years and you just came back and you want to kill me!"

Li Changsi: "What are you afraid of? This straw has no pollution ability."

"What if there is some?"

"Then you will become a ghost slave."

"Haha, thank you so much..."

At this time, another person said with some surprise: "It's actually the Black Plague... I looked through the files before, and the report from Yan Yibing, the captain of the 3033 Secret Team, said that the Lord of the Undead who caused the infiltration of the mysterious realm in Yushan Town some time ago,

I was originally waiting for a king-level heart."

"As a result, the heart was amputated on the Yinquan train by the reserve members of the 3206 Secret Team along with other challengers."

"I remember that Black Plague was originally a deformed child in Yushan Town..."

The bespectacled man adjusted his glasses and realized later: "Damn it... the king-level corpse on the scarecrow's body couldn't be the heart of the Black Plague!"

Li Changsi: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Another person poked his hand, his eyes shining: "It's actually a king-level heart, so why are you still standing there? Chase after it!"

Li Changsi frowned and said, "But there are still strange things in the forest."

"This place where birds don't poop, even if it breeds strange things, can it be as fragrant as a king's heart?"

Li Changsi thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's continue chasing, but just in case it is really the heart of the Black Plague, be careful not to be contaminated."

"The king-level secret once known as the Lord of Hatred, even a heart is very dangerous."

The man with glasses smiled and said: "Brother, times have changed. In the past fifty years, we are no longer the rookies we were before."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, then set off and quickly disappeared into the forest...

After Li Changsi and the others left for a long time.

A figure with black blood all over his body stumbled into the forest.

Behind him, there was a paper man covered in black blood.

The figure staggered towards the place where strange things grew in the forest.

The unspeakable pain almost destroyed his will.

The power that drives this body now all comes from the instinct of survival, and...

Deep in the soul, the last ray of light.

"No, it can't become a mystery..."

"Can't become...become a ghost slave..."

"I can't, can't..."

"Can't, can't..."



Zi Shi.

At Sakura Inn, the knocker arrived as promised.

Jiang Che used the same method to avoid the knocker's killing mechanism, but Zhen Keren, who lived in the same room, still said he didn't hear the knock on the door.

Moreover, she heard the woman crying again, but this night she was not as confused by the crying as she was last night.

Jiang Che, who couldn't hear any crying, frowned and asked, "Can you hear the direction of the crying?"

Zhen Keren stood by the window, listened carefully for a while, and then said, "It's outside the inn, not far from us. Do you want to take a look?"

Jiang Che hesitated.

Because it is impossible to judge whether what Zhen Keren said is true or false, and...

If this is another mechanism that will definitely kill the challenger, then there is no need to wade through this muddy water.

But what if this is a clue?

After thinking about it, Jiang Che nodded, "Then go and have a look."

Zhen Keren gritted her steel teeth and said, "Okay!"

The two of them quietly left the inn, and based on Zhen Keren's judgment, they approached the so-called woman crying.

At night, Chuying Village looks particularly quiet.

Except for the Sakura Inn, there was no candlelight in every house.

The streets were cold and deserted, and strange crows were perched on the eaves, making rough and hoarse sounds from time to time.

Jiang Che held the bone-crushing knife tightly to prevent accidents.

At this time, Zhen Keren suddenly whispered: "Is Jiang Yifan your real name?"

Jiang Che: "Isn't this question boring?"

Zhen Keren smiled, "Have you ever cooperated with strangers in the mysterious world?"

"We have cooperated."

"Then what?"

"died."

Zhen Keren paused for a moment, then continued walking forward, "What if I say I want to officially cooperate with you?"

Jiang Che twisted his neck, "How formal?"

"The kind that doesn't stab you in the back."

"You're really starting to look like a newbie."

Zhen Keren did not refute, but said: "Actually, I haven't cooperated with a stranger for a long time, but I don't know why, but you give me a very different feeling."

Jiang Che: "I'm sorry, I have a girlfriend..."

Zhen Keren: "What's wrong with you? I don't like men!"

Jiang Che shrugged: "What a coincidence, me too."

"..." Jiang Che made him speechless for a while.

However, Zhen Keren still said: "I didn't complete the Qiying Bodhisattva mission yesterday, and today's mission is the same as yesterday."

"My task is actually very simple. It is to kill a man. Whether it is a challenger or a villager, I only need to kill a man to complete it."

Jiang Che sneered: "So you wanted to kill me last night?

Zhen Keren did not deny it, but said: "I didn't hear the knock on the door you mentioned, not even tonight, but the woman's crying is true, and it is true that she wants to cooperate with you."

Cooperate if you can't beat him? This guy is really realistic enough.

Jiang Che did not answer any more and did not intend to cooperate.

At this moment, a woman's cry sounded without warning.

At the corner of the street, a woman in white clothes squatted on the ground, crying miserably...

"Oh...my child."

"My child..."

"Woooooooo..."

The woman slowly stood up.

His face was pale and full of tears.

She tilted her head, glanced at Jiang Che and Zhen Keren, and then lifted the infant baby above her head.

"Why……"

"Why a boy? Why is my child a boy?"

"Woooooooo..."

With a shrill cry.

The woman threw her child to the ground!

Then he raised his foot and stamped it hard!

Lift your feet again and bring up a sticky piece.

Keep stomping!

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"..."

The shocking scene made both of them feel sore.

You can imitate Liu Bei and throw the child...

But what does it mean to trample a child into mud?

Children are not made from dough...


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