"Let me introduce you formally. I am the second-generation leader of the Hyakuki Night Alliance - Slippery Ghost. I apologize for the poor reception." Nami held her skirt and bowed, always looking so elegant and composed.
"Let me introduce you formally. I am the thirteenth paranormal investigator of the Underworld Bureau of the Great Celestial Dynasty. I am also the champion of the three annual skills training. I am also the sixteenth emperor's five outstanding young people, and the six-time Nobel Peace Prize... these
Neither of them got through." Thirteen said with a shameless smile.
"You are still like this, without integrity, but you have everything in your hands. Are you sure I will protect you?" Nami stared at the man in front of her.
"Judging from the current situation, you don't want me to die, otherwise you wouldn't give me such a valuable thing." Thirteen took out the fragment of the Yata mirror from his neck, tore it off and returned it to Nami's hand.
"Actually, I really hope you take Tong away. She knows the truth about the Hundred Ghost Night Alliance's resistance, and she also knows that we were forced to do it. We don't want to disturb this society, we are just forced to do so..." Slippery Ghost said.
So sad.
Thirteen did not speak. He looked around at the devastated streets and the corpses that had not gone cold. He opened his arms and questioned, "You call these helpless? Do you call killing? Those are the corners of your mouth.
The bloodstains that have not yet been wiped away, those whose wives and children are separated, will you believe your helplessness?
No matter who you are, I really don't want to get involved in all this. I just want to take my friends home. You didn't have to show me this, but you still brought me here... What did you expect?
"
"I hope you can understand, I hope you can tell Wu Zhu our helplessness, I hope our efforts will gain sympathy, and we hope we can become friends." Nami said softly.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand anything, and I don't understand your helplessness, and I can't show sympathy for you who kill human beings. In addition, we were friends originally, but after the Hundred Ghost Night Banquet, our relationship only consisted of food and looting.
This is the only kind of eater." Thirteen shook his head regretfully.
"Have you never killed anyone? Isn't killing demons and defending the Tao just killing? There is no justice in the world. This is what I want you to see. We kill to restore our strength, and to restore our strength is to protect our lives.
There is no standard for good and evil, it's just a trick used by those in power to whitewash peace." The Slippery Guy rarely gets so excited.
"Nami, I'm just a scumbag who graduated from Lanxiang Technical School. I majored in walking tractors. I studied English for 8 years and couldn't even pass CET-4, so I'm just a small temporary worker.
I don’t understand the truth you’re talking about, but I know that there is absolutely good, evil, and injustice in the world. They are here.” Thirteen touched his chest.
"Brother, is it really okay for you to attack a young man's breasts openly like this?" The bitch's face was full of shyness, although he didn't have the face to show shyness.
"Shut up!" Thirteen said in disgust and returned to seriousness, "The justice I mentioned is in our hearts and has always been there. It's just a matter of whether you are willing to face it or not."
"The words are no longer speculative. It seems that I thought wrong. You don't understand me at all." Nami was so disappointed.
"Do you want to kill me?" Thirteen asked calmly.
"I originally wanted you to go back and have a good communication with Wu Zhu. But now it seems that letting you go back is a dangerous decision. Your view of good and evil will make things more troublesome. So, please stay in the footbath for the time being.
, I will definitely entertain you well." Nami said, raising the compound bow in her hand, setting the arrow feathers on the bowstring and pointing straight at an inconspicuous small building on the side of the road.
And Thirteen shouted in the communicator in a panic, "Don't resist! Don't take action! Come out!"
It turns out that Lin Xi, Doubi and Lin are entrenched in that building. Thirteen has seen how powerful the Slippery Arrow is. If she let go of the bow string, Lin and Doubi might be able to survive, but Lin Xi is absolutely impossible.
Alive.
The situation has become uncontrollable. Thirteen has used up all his chips. Maybe they will not die today, but it must be extremely difficult to leave.
It was at this tense moment that no one noticed that a blond young foreigner was sliding along the blood-stained street. Wearing a peaked cap, a baseball jersey, large skateboard pants, and a sports bag across his body, he looked like
Just like a foreign hip-hop boy. Under normal circumstances, chewing gum in the mouth is more suitable for this look, but he held a medicine bottle in his hand and stuffed the small blue pill into his mouth. The dosage...
Isn't he really afraid of being cut off?
The drug-addicted foreign boy on a skateboard completely ignored the bloodstains and corpses around him and swayed forward. At this moment, a green-faced and fanged monster rushed out from the alley nearby.
Ba is a zombie monster that can cause drought, commonly known as Drought. Ba, who has been practicing for nearly 400 years, is much smarter than he looks. While his companions were chasing Thirteen and being tortured until they were disgraced, he kept hiding behind him.
In the darkness, it gnaws at humans who have no ability to resist.
The demon likes to suck blood, especially the blood of young people. When they saw this clever foreign young man, their index fingers twitched, so they rushed out with the intention of robbing him. Who knew...
The skateboard boy suddenly braked sideways, and the skateboard with the skull pattern on it stopped like this. Facing the terrifying zombie monster, the boy frowned, but he was not afraid at all. He took off the protective gear on his head.
He put on loud headphones and looked at the monster and said in English: "no, zuo, no, die."
"You look delicious. Come on, let uncle take a sip." The saliva mixed with blood has flowed to the ground.
"I'm worried that you don't have good teeth." The young man took out a plate of aspirin and chewed it all in one breath. No matter how aggressive the guy in front of him was, he pounced on him.
But when it was just 5 meters away from this guy, the demon suddenly fell to the ground and started twitching like a hornet attack. It foamed at the mouth, pinched its throat tightly, and even tore its own throat with its long nails.
neck.
The young man held the skateboard and walked to the painful monster and squatted down, "There is no need to resist or struggle, my friends can kill you no matter you are a human, a demon or a monster, the difference is only in the length of time.
They are viruses that will penetrate through your skin and kill every cell and even every spiritual atom in you.
You probably don’t know what a spiritual atom is. It is a unit that explains spiritual power using modern scientific molecular theory. According to modern scientific theory, spiritual power, as a kind of energy, is composed of strange atoms and atomic nuclei. They have
Life, it is currently confirmed that they even have weak self-awareness.
And my virus happens to be the most efficient spiritual atom splitter, one that can completely kill even the soul.
Now do you know how dangerous it is to get close to me?" The boy patted the side of the ugly monster's face, but the monster died long before he finished explaining.
He stepped on the skateboard and continued to move forward. With his terrifying ability to manipulate viruses, he did not need to be afraid of anything living or dead.
The mouse on the rooftop finally gave up on pulling out the arrow feathers that penetrated his clothes. He took off his coat and stood up. At this time, the Thirteen and others were already surrounded by hundreds of ghosts. All the mouse could do was to pass on the information as soon as possible.
, the purpose is to let the Underworld Bureau know where he is and what he is doing? "If you have difficulties, contact the organization" seems to be the truth.
It was also at this moment that a bright meteor fell from the sky. Wait, the rhythm was a bit slow and the halo was a bit dark. It didn't look like a meteor or a missile!
"Fuck!" This was the only word that came to Mouse's mind for a moment. As his last words, it seemed a little short, but it fully demonstrated his accusation against his enemies, his attachment to his friends, and his understanding of life.
Unfortunately, the falling light did not cause an explosion. What appeared in front of the mouse was a two-meter-tall black individual armor, which looked like the blackened Dibowei in "Space Knight".
"So cool..." The mice were stunned.
When the armor's visor opened, the cool feeling disappeared instantly, because what was revealed inside was the face of an uncle full of stubble.
"Kid, my uncle is a paranormal investigator from Bald Eagle Country Area 51. You can call me 'Wrench', and now I will take you to a safe place." After Wrench finished speaking, he used the metal arm to move the mouse like a small child.
Caught in my arms like a chicken.
"Wait a minute! I still have friends here, and their situation is more dangerous than mine!" Mouse was quite generous and did not forget about Thirteen and others.
"Don't worry, the person who went to save them... is no longer a human." Wrench smiled and put down his mask, the propeller behind his back ignited with a bang, taking the mouse straight into the sky, and quickly escaped from this miserable Night Banquet of Hundred Ghosts.
battlefield.
Back at the busy intersection, everyone finally gathered together. In order to avoid trouble, both Thirteen Generals and Doubi were taken into the Sword niche ghosts.
Now they are like the staple food at the night banquet of hundreds of ghosts, which makes the demons salivate. Everyone wants to come up and share a piece of it, even if it is just a toe. It is not that their blood is so noble, it is just eating these foreign food.
The feeling of a paranormal investigator can find a kind of psychological comfort.
Lin Xi and Tong Yi leaned against Shi San's side. They didn't look like they were seeking shelter. Instead, they had a vague urge to kill the demon at any time.
Shuten, who had been watching the show all night, also came to Nami's side, looking at the man and woman in front of him and licking his lips, "Leave them to me, I will manage them well."
"No, although they are enemies, they are also my friends. The next time I see them, I don't want to be waiting for you to pull them out outside the bathroom." Nami said without giving in.
"You have given them a chance, but in the end they still chose to attack us. Under the current circumstances, not killing them is not enough to quell the demon's anger. Do you think it is really good to continue like this?" Cang Lan was already threatening.
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What's even more frightening is...Nami is hesitating...