In other words, Malos's status in the family is indeed what he said. Less than ten minutes after making the call using Lu En's home phone, the butler named Tai'an beside Malos had personally sent the information Lu En needed, and at the same time
There was also a blank check, some bearer bonds and shares, and even the title certificate of a villa in the imperial capital!
"My master said that as long as the life safety of Master Malos can be guaranteed, these will be treated as a deposit!"
Tai'an looked at Lu En solemnly: "The check is blank. As long as it is less than 10 million, you can cash it at the Federal Bank at any time. With the reputation of the Baimon family, there will never be any problems!"
These add up to tens of millions of assets, which is not a small amount at any time, and includes cash, real estate, bonds and shares. Ordinary people may not be able to earn so much in a lifetime.
"Do you think I'm kidnapping for ransom?"
However, Lu En only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. Whether it was true or false, it was not important in his mind now. His own life was the most important. If his life was gone, no matter how much money he had, it would be of no use.
"Where's the information I need?"
Tai'an remained silent and pulled out a stack of paper from the bottom, which was printed with portraits and densely packed small characters. He only pulled out Lu En's paper to avoid irritating him.
Evil spirits and suspected intruders removal plan!
At a glance, Lu En saw a few large black characters on it, and then a strange avatar. Next to it were detailed instructions about age, address, occupation and even family member introductions, and things to pay attention to.
Is this the information we got from Red Gloves?
Lu En took it and opened it and looked at it. There were local invaders in Lucas, as well as those who had fled from other places and changed their appearance and thought they were lurking seamlessly. But when he turned to the last page, Lu En's expression suddenly changed.
Slight changes.
...
"Cough cough cough!"
The midnight bell had just struck, and in a residential building, a violent coughing sound rang out again. The sleeping woman was woken up, rubbed her eyes, and looked at her husband beside her with a little worry.
"Rick, are you okay? How about I accompany you to the hospital?"
"Ahem..."
The husband's cough suddenly became much quieter, and he seemed to be covering his mouth with his hand. After a while, he replied in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's been like this these past few days, maybe it's because of a cold. You go to bed first, I'll go
Just take some medicine and you’ll be fine.”
The quilt was lifted, Rick put on his slippers, and walked slowly towards the living room, leaving his wife worriedly looking at his back: "It won't be better after taking medicine, I think it's better to go to the hospital again tomorrow, don't
What a serious illness."
"It's okay, go to sleep."
Rick walked slowly out of the bedroom with heavy steps, closed the door gently, and then twisted the door and locked it from the outside. He bowed in pain and held his stomach, breathing heavily like a beast, his eyes in the darkness.
A frightening dim light actually emanated from it!
"Meat, I want to eat meat!"
He couldn't help but salivate from the corner of his mouth, and growled lowly from his throat. He pressed his hand on the handle several times and tried to twist it away. His eyes gleamed like a hungry wolf: "Fresh flesh and blood, I want it!"
But in the end, human will barely prevailed. Rick threw off his shoes, ran to the refrigerator silently, took out all the frozen beef and pork inside, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it wildly.
Fine scraps of meat covered the corners of his mouth.
"Not...such...meat..."
While devouring, he made intermittent sounds from his mouth, but as his belly became full, the sounds gradually became lower and lower until they disappeared.
Snap!
Numbly closing the refrigerator door, Rick walked to the sofa and sat down like a zombie. The corners of his mouth were still stained with minced meat, as well as red marks and even bloody mouths scratched by the frozen meat, but he didn't seem to notice it and just settled down.
Ding looked at his palms, suddenly covered his face, and a low whimpering sound appeared in the room.
This situation has been happening for a while, and Rick doesn't know what happened to him, but he is very scared, afraid that one day he will wake up and there will be a mutilated corpse lying next to him.
"well!"
At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded, like a thunderbolt from the blue. Rick woke up instantly and stood up: "Who?"
At some point, a tall figure appeared and stood quietly on the balcony. The dim light in the distance reflected Lu En's face. He sighed softly: "Teacher Rick, let me help you escape."
"Are you...Lun?"
The face full of oriental characteristics is very recognizable. Even though the body shape has changed greatly, Rick still hesitantly recognized Lu En. The expression on his face was half puzzled and half horrified: "You, how did you..."
To him, Lu En's impression was just that of an ordinary student whose grades suddenly improved recently and attracted attention, not such a tall and burly weirdo who stood on his balcony in the middle of the night to help himself out.
"You, you know what's going on, what happened to me?"
He immediately reacted and looked at Lu En with a trembling tone, expecting to learn from Lu En the reason for his nightmare-like encounter.
"You have been corrupted by evil spirits!"
Lu En did not disappoint him. He walked forward slowly and said in a deep voice: "Humans who are corrupted by evil spirits will gradually lose their humanity and transform into monsters that feed on human flesh, blood and soul. Teacher, you need help!
"
That's right, the slightly bald middle-aged man in front of him was Lu En's teacher at school. He taught a niche language called Leike. Lu En had met him several times from afar, but he didn't know.
He was also corrupted by evil spirits.
In fact, after most people are corrupted by evil spirits, there will be no obvious changes in the initial stage. Sometimes even the closest people cannot be found, but Red Gloves can get accurate information.
This is simply terrifying to think about.
"Then...is there any hope?"
Rick didn't pay attention to other strange things, but looked at Lu En with expectation in his eyes.
"Unfortunately, not yet."
Lu En shook his head. He learned from Malos that the erosion of evil spirits is an irreversible process. It is not as simple as possession. It is more like a drop of water melting into another drop of water. It is indistinguishable from each other. There have been countless cases throughout the ages.
Even the amazingly talented people couldn't figure out a way to separate.
After all, the human body and spirit are too fragile. If you are not careful, you will die on the spot. In contrast, evil spirits are like weaklings who cannot be killed. Even the remaining ray of consciousness can be resurrected.
"That, that..."
As Luen gradually approached, Rick couldn't help but back away, and was about to say something. Suddenly, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and his figure rushed toward the window next to him like a sharp arrow. The veins of his hands and feet were exposed, and his joints were highlighted!
Bang!
In the dark hall, a dark red light flashed away. Rick had just jumped halfway when his whole body was grabbed by a dark red hand and pulled back to Lu En.
"Teacher Rick, you are a scholar, why are you still trying to escape?"
Lu En sighed, feeling the heat in his hand, and gently pressed his hand on his head.
"I think...I can still save..."
Rick's teeth protruded, his facial muscles twitched, and he stared at Lu En. His usually gentle face now looked a little ferocious.
"I try my best!"
Lu En chinned slightly, and a dark red light began to shine through his palms.