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Chapter 153 The Connection Division

After arriving at a nearby hospital, Su Bei was sent to the emergency room for surgery.

Outside the emergency room, Jiang Xiudao was sitting on a bench. He raised his head and looked in front of him. Suddenly, a terrifying wave of evil energy burst out from his body, instantly dispersing several afterimages and forcing him to howl.

"If there is anything wrong with my friend, I will slaughter your old forest in the Northeast."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the evil spirit disappeared in an instant.

More than an hour later, Su Bei walked out of the emergency room.

The hospital asked Su Bei to stay in the hospital for observation, but Su Bei refused. He let Jiang Xiudao support him and left the hospital.

"Are you going back to Anzhou now?" Jiang Xiudao asked.

"Well, that bastard is probably still waiting for me in the dark. There are still those great immortals here who are watching eagerly. It's better to return to Anzhou as soon as possible for safety."

Su Bei said with a pale face, that is to say, his soul has been feeding this body, otherwise he would not be able to move from the terrible wound on his back that he had just bandaged.

Jiang Xiudao heard the meaning of Su Bei's words and asked doubtfully, "Isn't that person one of those great immortals?"

"That man doesn't have any demonic aura in him, but more of a sinister aura. He is not the same group as those great immortals." Su Bei explained.

"Previous enemies?" Jiang Xiudao asked.

"I don't know. This is the first time I've met such a troublesome guy, but I have a hunch that he will definitely kill me again. Mad, he almost died. Don't let me see him again. I will definitely kill him next time."

Su Bei gritted his teeth and cursed angrily. This was the first time that he had been injured by an evil object, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

That person's smell was very weird, as if several people were matched together, and even the big black dog couldn't find the real smell.

Without a clue, I can only passively wait for that person to come again next time.

This feeling of waiting is terrible.

After Jiang Xiudao bought two new tickets, the two of them took a flight in the afternoon and spent a whole day finally returning to Anzhou.

Because it was easy for the Wei family to discover his back injury when he returned home at this time, he simply stayed in Mingdian temporarily because his friend had something to do.

"Oh, boss, why are you injured?" Hei Cha asked worriedly after learning that Su Bei was injured.

Su Bei rubbed Hei Cha's head and said with a smile, "If Uncle Qi doesn't come back in the next two days, I will sleep with you."

The blind man is still on the second floor of the Ming shop. He can't go up and grab the bed with the blind man.

"Boss, what did Uncle Qi do?" Hei Cha asked.

"I went to relax with your uncle." Su Bei said simply.

Black Tea didn’t ask any more questions.

"Hey, I'm just a little injured, don't look at me like this."

Su Bei looked at Qiu Yihan, who was looking at him with red eyes and heartache, with a headache. He suddenly thought that maybe he shouldn't go back to Mingdian at all.

"Boss, will you take me with you next time you go out?" Qiu Yihan said with hope, her big eyes watery and very attractive.

Su Bei had no choice but to agree.

"Boss, someone came to see you the day you left. He said he would come back to you in a few days when you come back." Hei Cha opened his mouth and said.

Su Bei said "Oh" without thinking much.

At this moment, the blind man, who was still injured, actually came down from the second floor on his own. He covered his face with a piece of black cloth and said to Su Bei in a very calm tone: "You smell like a connector."

"Connector?" Su Bei was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, what is a connector?" Hei Cha asked doubtfully.

"In ancient times, people always paid attention to the return of fallen leaves to their roots, seeking completeness.

But in ancient times, criminals were usually executed by beheading, cutting in half, and quartering their bodies into pieces.

Coupled with wars and robberies, there will be many corpses with missing heads and miserable deaths, and the connector is responsible for connecting their bodies.

But a real connector connects not only the body, but also the soul of that person."

The blind man explained the origin of the connection master in a calm voice.

Su Bei recalled the image of the man's hands and feet being separated, and also remembered that there seemed to be a sound of a line breaking. It seemed that the person who attacked him was a line master.

"The smell that the connector left on you is very evil. He must have killed many people. Next time you meet him, call me. This kind of evil thing should be killed."

After saying these words, the blind man returned to the second floor again. He was really a good protector who hated evil as much as he hated evil.

Su Bei, who was sitting in front of the counter recovering from his injuries, suddenly raised his head and glanced at the door of Ming's store. Someone came in.

He is still a handsome guy, a bit like Daniel Wu, but he is also wearing a royal blue suit in summer. Isn’t he too showy? A little too full?

"Su Bantou, let me introduce myself. My name is Wu Yan, and I am the owner of Boidian KTV. I am very sorry for what happened two days ago. For this reason, I am here to seek Su Bantou's forgiveness."

The man named Wu Yan who looked very similar to Wu Yanzu said to Su Bei in a very respectful manner.

Moreover, while he was talking, he also placed the small gift box he brought over on the counter.

He smiled very kindly and said, "Bantou Su, it's just a trivial matter and disrespectful."

Su Bei felt the aura of ghost money emanating from the small gift box. Hey, there is a lot of evil in it. This boss is very good!

"Be more restrained and don't cause trouble again. Of course, I'll say the ugly things first, and then let me know that your side is offering living people as blood food to those ghosts, and I will definitely destroy your side."

Su Bei said something in a very calm tone. The murderous intention behind this sentence was true.

Wu Yan responded very respectfully.

"Su Bantou, after all, I have been operating in Anzhou for several years, and I still have a rough idea of ​​what's going on on the ground. From now on, if you need any help, just give me a shout, Sub Bantou."

With that said, Wu Yan enthusiastically added Su Bei's WeChat account and picked up his phone number.

Su Bei was not very willing to leak his number at first, but thinking that Wu Yan might be needed in the future, he reluctantly gave it to him.

Seeing that Su Bei was not very interested in chatting, Wu Yan left wisely.

Not long after walking out of Mingdian, the crew-cut boy who had been slapped twice by Su Bei at the KTV appeared next to Wu Yan. He lowered his voice and said, "He was injured after he came back."

"Then?" Wu Yan asked back.

The little boy didn't speak, seeming to be organizing his words.

Snap!

Wu Yan slapped the boy on the face so hard that two of his teeth were knocked out.

He stared at the crew chief whose face was swelling rapidly, and said word for word: "It seems that you have been too comfortable in the past few years, and you don't even care about being a class leader. Let me know next time

If you have such thoughts, I will send you directly back to hell."

After saying that, he left.

Only the little crew cut with unwilling eyes was left.


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