This situation is not just ordinary shit.
But no one was furious.
Everyone's firepower had been lost by the typhoon, and now they were bleeding and weak, and their fists could not even harden. Only Yu Ling could fight again, but his brother was captured, and he was now in a state of being strangled.
Jiaobai is the calmest among the group, and the opportunity to send Yuling into the group has come.
The one who reacted the most was Cen Yu. She was horrified and confused: "Brother, why are you here?"
Cen Jingmo tapped the back of his hands with his knuckles crossed. He was smiling, not blaming or complaining at all: "Ayu, you only care about your boyfriend and don't care about your brother."
"I'm sorry, I was in the room with Yizhe at the time, and I was too panicked." Cen Yu brushed away her messy hair and tried to stay calm. "Brother, Yizhe is injured. He lost a lot of blood. I'm very worried about his safety. Do you have a doctor here?"
"Yes." said Cen Jingmo.
Cen Yu suddenly lost control of her composure and her ladylike manners, and shouted on the spot: "Where is the doctor? Take me there..."
"Don't be anxious." Cen Jingmo smiled, "Wait until my brother finishes his work."
Cen Yu shuddered. She felt that her half brother was more moody and unpredictable than usual.
The basement, which was not spacious but not cramped at all, was filled with a strong smell of blood. It was so strong that it even carried the scent of incense on the table.
"Mr. Jiao, I never expected this accident. As the leader of a place, I feel deeply sorry. Those bandits were able to cause chaos purely because the Cen family's guards were not perfect. This responsibility is entirely on me. Fortunately, you are all safe." Cen Jingmo was polite and courteous. "Take a rest. Like my little sister said, it's safe here."
Jiaobai winked at Zhang Zhen.
Soon, they all sat down, took out daggers and dug out the bullets from the flesh and treated the wounds without paying attention to the people around them.
The bullet covered in blood fell to the ground, making a crisp sound that challenged fate.
Cen Yu was horrified by what she saw. These people lived on the edge of a knife and were used to blood and pain. But her boyfriend was not like that. He could not stand such a rough method.
"Prince, please have mercy on me and let my brother go." Yu Ling said in a cold voice.
Cen Jingmo glanced at Yu Ling and said, "Captain Yu, you misunderstood. This is your fault. I have already told you that you can leave at any time, but you have to tell me."
"We are master and servant, so I wanted to say goodbye to you properly. But my people couldn't find you. I have no choice but to invite your brother to the Cen family as a guest."
Cen Jingmo raised the fingertips on the back of his hand, and the guard who was holding Yu Xiang pinched his face so that his brother could see clearly.
There wasn't even a scratch on his skin.
"You didn't tell me that your brother had mental problems, so I wasn't prepared at all." Cen Jingmo said, "After he got sick, he became crazy and beat anyone he saw. I could only ask the doctor to give him an injection, and it's nothing serious."
Yu Ling's chest rose and fell too quickly, the fire of anger climbed up his limbs, rushed into his blood, and gathered on his tense and twitching face.
"Saying goodbye, huh?" Yu Ling said with a stern expression, "Go ahead."
"Don't worry." Cen Jingmo said, "I want to talk to your friend alone."
Yu Ling's hand holding the gun suddenly tightened.
The next second, a cold light flashed across his retina and then solidified. It was a sharp weapon at his brother's neck artery, thin and long, with one end in the guard's hand.
The other end of the sharp weapon pressed into my brother's flesh, and a trickle of blood oozed out.
Yu Ling was about to shoot, but he heard Jiao Bai's voice and said calmly, "Where are we going to talk?"
Cen Jingmo was not at all surprised by Jiaobai's attitude. He put down his folded legs and slowly stood up: "Follow me."
As Jiaobai took a step, his legs were hugged.
The one who was hugging him was not Yu Ling, nor Zhang Zhen and Qi Huai, or any of the Qi family's thugs, but someone he least expected, Yi Zhe.
To be exact, it was Qi Zizhi. His main personality woke up at this time.
Jiaobai kicked Qi Zizhi away.
Qi Zizhi was already at the end of his strength. He was kicked to the ground, his eyes still looking at Jiaobai, with a warning in them: Don't go, it's dangerous.
Jiaobai responded to him with her eyes: It’s none of your business.
Qi Zizhi's unfamiliar face was stunned, but his eyes were already red.
This is a very subtle scene.
Cen Jingmo slowed down the process of putting on the leather gloves: "Ayu, don't you want to explain?"
"Forget it, let's talk about it later." He put on a leather glove and smiled at Jiao Bai, "Mr. Jiao, let's go in."
Jiaobai didn't look at anyone. He lowered his eyes and walked towards Cen Jingmo, his steps neither fast nor slow, thinking of a strategy in his mind.
Hearing heavy breathing and rapid shouting from behind, Jiaobai turned around and glared at Zhang Zhen. Seeing that he was murderous and in a bad mood, his rationality was about to collapse, he turned back, gave Zhang Zhen a hug, and whispered, "The guards here all have guns, and you were shot to pieces before you did anything. Don't mess around, save your life. I will be fine, trust me."
"You have to believe me like your third brother." Jiaobai said again.
Jiaobai let go of Zhang Zhen, glanced at Qi Huai who was looking at him, and mouthed four words: Keep an eye on my brother.
After explaining, Jiao Bai and Cen Jingmo entered a dark room. Yu Xiang, who was dragged by the guards, also entered with them.
Qi Huai covered his abdomen with one hand and pulled Zhang Zhen with the other: "Instead of being anxious, helpless and angry, and seeking death, it is better to think about how to solve the trouble outside."
Zhang Zhen's panic and rage suddenly condensed. He suddenly noticed a gloomy and hostile gaze. He turned around and saw that it was Cen Yu's boyfriend, a strange man.
Now staring at him, with those bloodshot eyes.
The man had gunshot wounds on his arms and back, and blood was pooling. However, he seemed to have a strong aura that burst out of his determination. "As a brother, why did you let your brother take risks?"
The self-blame that Zhang Zhen had just suppressed suddenly surged up. But at this moment, Qi Er yelled at the man in a protective manner: "Why do you care about other people's brothers' affairs? Who are you?"
The emotion in Qi Zizhi's eyes suddenly stopped. Who am I...
Why am I still alive
"Boom!"
Qi Zizhi banged his head against the wall. The sound of his skull hitting the wall was terrifying. He hit it several times and then passed out.
The frightened Cen Yu crawled over and cried out his name, "Yizhe, Yizhe, don't leave me... Help... Where is the doctor..."
The woman's crying sounded like the chirping of insects in a glass cover.
Zhang Zhen let his brother pick the bullet out of his leg. He groaned and glanced at the guards.
Be quick.
Without medicine, Zhang Zhen bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake. He made a plan in his mind and concealed the gleam in his eyes.
There is a different world in the dark room.
The unconscious Yu Xiang was placed on a large turntable with a bloodstain on his neck. He looked like a sacrifice to the devil.
Jiaobai said abruptly: "The typhoon should have arrived. If there are any ships on the sea, they will definitely capsize."
He pretended to mention Li Jue unintentionally, in order to suppress Cen Jingmo's excited nerve endings.
"Yes." Cen Jingmo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the wound on his head. "It's too dangerous to go out to sea in this weather. I can only pray for God's mercy."
I can't complain about茭白.
Cen Jingmo lowered his eyes to look at the dirty handkerchief, looked at it for a while, and then threw it away.
"Mr. Jiao, are we friends?" Cen Jingmo unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his thin and pale collarbone.
"Forget it." He asked himself and answered, "Since we are friends, then help me solve my doubts."
Jiao Bai saw that the guard beside the turntable had put on headphones, so he answered at a normal volume: "I said it last night, I was possessed by evil spirits."
Cen Jingmo raised his eyelids, and the guard pressed the dial and turned it.
The turntable spun rapidly, and the colorful colors were dazzling.
Cen Jingmo grabbed a handful of darts and threw them on the table. He picked up one with his gloved hand and threw it out casually.
The water chestnut got stuck in his throat.
The dart passed through Yu Ling's head and pierced into the "1" above him.
"I wanted to ejaculate on 10, why is it 1?" Cen Jingmo flexed his wrist. "It's true that I haven't played for more than ten years. I'm not used to it."
Jiaobai cursed in his heart, "Fuck you, I haven't played this for more than ten years. This is going to kill me."
"I spent my childhood on the island, and later I would come here to stay for a while every winter and summer vacation." Cen Jingmo fell into reminiscence, "There is a place on the island that is very secret and quiet. I would stay there when I feel irritated. I never let the servants accompany me, so they didn't know about it, including my family."
"Marriage is a big deal. I thought too much in the second half of the night, so I went there to calm down. I fell asleep without realizing it. My people came to find me in the morning. They said it was the address revealed by Mr. Jiao." Cen Jingmo smiled, "Mr. Jiao, I'm very curious."
Jiaobai was surprised and said, "I don't know."
"I have no recollection of what I did or said while I was possessed by the evil spirit. Unless I wake up quickly, I will be able to remember something." Jiaobai said with difficulty.
Finally, as if to confirm, he asked, "Are you the only one in the world who knows the place where you meditate?"
Cen Jingmo stroked the dart: "Yes."
"The thing attached to me..." Jiaobai muttered, "Could it be a wandering ghost on the island? They saw you when you went there."
Cen Jingmo's lips curved up: "Mr. Jiao is really good at joking."
Jiaobai didn't mean to joke at all: "I don't think it's impossible."
"Aren't you afraid?" Cen Jingmo looked at him steadily, "Other people's secrets are revealed from your mouth."
Jiaobai said, “I’m used to it.”
"I'm used to it." Cen Jingmo said with a smile, "What does it feel like to be used to it?" He looked embarrassed, "Sorry, this is another question."
Jiaobai's eyelids twitched and he asked, "Can you please just ignore the darts?"
Cen Jingmo was obviously unable to do it, so he threw another dart.
The dart pierced Yu Xiang's ear.
"Empty dart." Cen Jingmo fiddled with the darts in front of him, as if trying to find a suitable one to try again.
"I'll answer you now!" Jiaobai shouted, "At the beginning, I wasn't used to it either. I doubted the reality of the world!"
The sound of the dart being deflected stopped. Cen Jingmo asked softly, "Is the world real?"
"Yes." Jiaobai's legs hurt, and he couldn't stand up, so he sat down. He had used this trick on Qi Yilao before, and now he used it again. Qi Yilao had independent consciousness, so he could listen. Cen Jingmo had a memory of the first week, and because of the stimulation in the morning, he doubted reality, so he would listen as well... right
"Mr. Jiao's idea is very interesting," Cen Jingmo smiled. "I have answered this question. I will shoot the dart first. After I get the number, I will ask Mr. Jiao."
"I suspect this world isn't real." Jiaobai said quickly, "There's inconsistency everywhere. It might be related to my experience of being possessed. I often have the illusion that my life, every move, every aspect is being monitored by someone."
"Are you being monitored?" The curve of Cen Jingmo's lips finally flattened.
There was silence in the dark room.
Jiaobai was secretly glancing at Yuxiang. He was quietly lowering his head, his ear pierced by a dart, but he was neither crying nor making a fuss.
At this time, Jiaobai thought again that Yu Xiang was better at being noisy, as it fits his name.
"What else do you know?"
When Jiao Bai heard Cen Jingmo's question, he said helplessly: "I don't even know what I know, how can I answer you."
Cen Jingmo took a few darts and stood up. He walked around the table while coughing and said, "Mr. Jiao, my secret base has been discovered. This is the second most terrible thing. Do you know what is the most terrible thing?"
"My thoughts were revealed to you. When my people brought Xiao Shitou and told me your words, the hairs on my body stood up." Cen Jingmo walked towards Jiao Bai, half-knelt and stared at him, his voice soft, "Can you understand my shock?"
Jiaobai smelled the fishy smell on Cen Jingmo's body, as if he had been lying on moss. He tilted his head back and said, "I understand."
The current Cen Jingmo is neither the one from the first round nor the second round, but a combination of the two rounds, a brand new character. He has already broken away from the framework of the paper man. As a fan of the comics, Jiaobai can hardly figure out where he is going.
"So what's going on?" Cen Jingmo smiled slightly, "Mr. Jiao, you've been talking for a long time, but my troubles still exist."
Jiaobai put his hand in his pocket, touched the keychain of his phone, grabbed the small key and squeezed it.
"You said you felt like you were being watched, but I think you were watching others." Cen Jingmo stopped smiling and said expressionlessly, "For example, me."
Jiaobai's heartbeat stopped, but he didn't panic and said calmly: "I was unconscious."
"Mr. Jiao, you use the word 'possessed' to describe everything. I feel like you are just trying to please me." Cen Jingmo laughed again.
Jiaobai wanted to curse, and even grabbing the small key couldn't calm him down. Could it be that he really said that the reason he understood was because this world was a comic, and he was from the real world, and he had followed the comic from beginning to end before he came here
Warning! Player Jiaobai should not reveal the truth about the world during the mission!
"I know." Jiaobai responded in his heart, "I can tell you after I finish the task."
Only passive!
Jiaobai sensed a sense of hostility from Cen Jingmo. He raised his eyes quickly and saw Cen Jingmo holding a dart, aiming at... Yu Xiang's throat.
The dart will definitely be thrown and will hit the target.
Cold sweat oozed from Jiaobai's nose. What should he do? How should he answer so as not to violate the rules and satisfy Cen Jingmo so that he would not ask any more questions
Yu Xiang cannot die.
Jiaobai supported himself on the ground and stood up.
Warning! Level 1 warning! Players can only change all important nodes of the world passively, not actively.
"What important milestone?" Jiao Bai's nervousness was broken by surprise. "There are no Yu brothers in the comics at all."
have.
Wild rice: “…”
Bullshit, just Yu Xiang’s little psychopath who cries loudly and chatters a lot, there are so many memorable things, how could he remember it wrong
However, there was no need for the assistant to lie about this matter.
So, what is going on
The comics I read did not have Yu Xiang, so why did the assistant say there was one? It also involved a major node. Yu Xiang must die under Cen Jingmo's dart, with his throat shot through.
Jiaobai thought of many possibilities at once, but they were all quickly eliminated. He widened his eyes, and in his pupils was the dart thrown by Cen Jingmo.
By the time he reacted, he was already lying on Yu Xiang.
Severe pain in the back of the heart.
If a player changes a major node, he will be punished with thirty strokes of the cane. The punishment will be carried out in two minutes.
When Jiaobai learned that he was going to be punished, his first reaction was to be glad that he didn't break any ribs this time and so he would suffer less.
etc!
Wouldn't the points allow him to avoid pain and gain a dream-like pleasure
"How many points do I have left?" He held on to Yu Xiang to avoid falling down.
After checking, the player Jiaobai's current score is 890,000, and the decimal point is not reported.
This score is much less than Jiao Bai thought. Qi Yilao and Shen Eryan have both passed 50, but have not yet joined the group. Once they join, they will get 2 million points, and then he can...
By then the task will be completed, so why bother with points
Jiaobai said without hesitation: "Then use all my remaining points on the torture." I'll just hold on as long as I can.
Sure
"Sure." Jiaobai said as he fell down. He grabbed Yu Xiang's clothes and stood up. He leaned close to Yu Xiang's uninjured ear and spoke, "Yu Xiang, wake up."
Yu Xiang didn't react at all, like a doll.
"Mr. Jiao, what are you blocking?" Cen Jingmo's voice came from behind. "If you do this, I will have to throw the dart again."
Jiaobai suddenly turned around: "Cen Jingmo."
Cen Jingmo was stunned.
"Just watch carefully." said Jiaobai.
Cen Jingmo walked closer to Jiaobai, and a piece of skin on her lips was raised, which was wetted by his bright red tongue. He asked gently, "What are you looking at?"
Jiao Bai leaned his back against Yu Xiang and faced Cen Jingmo who was very close to him. He narrowed his dark eyes and looked at what you wanted to see.
Aren’t you curious about my life? I’ll reveal some of it so you can take a closer look.
After reading this, please stop threatening me with human life, okay
Two minutes have passed, the punishment begins
Jiaobai's breathing became disordered, and his pale cheeks also showed a flush of hot flushes. His eyes gradually blurred, and a comfortable hum came from his throat. There were waves of damp heat emanating from his collar.
Cen Jingmo stretched out the dart in his hand, scratched Jiaobai's rolling Adam's apple, and gently stroked his sweaty little hair: "Mr. Jiao, you are possessed again, right?"
Jiaobai couldn't answer, he seemed to be in a dream.
A dream of sadness and sorrow.
In the study room on the second floor underground, he was lying on a large white desk. Qi Yiliao pried open his lips and teeth, and the word "restraint" came out of his throat.
Qi Yiliao clasped his fingers and pressed him down.
"ah!"
Jiaobai screamed. Damn, what the hell is going on? I fell directly from heaven to hell.
Hundreds of thousands of points, and only a few whips of joy
Six whips.
Jiaobai was alive, and he was whipped six times so quickly. Then he only had to endure the remaining twenty-four, which was fine.
Not bad at all.
Jiaobai fell down trembling, he kept screaming and rolling on the ground in pain.
The dart stuck in his back had not been removed yet, and it pierced deeper, staining the surrounding clothes red with blood.
The guard was shocked even with his headphones on. How much pain must it be to scream so miserably
The problem is, no one beat him.
Cen Jingmo squatted down, coughing as he pressed the茭白. The body under his fingers twitched violently, a reaction to the extreme pain.
“Eight… um… nine… ah—” The soft flesh inside Jiaobai’s mouth was bitten, and blood splashed out with his screams, landing on Cen Jingmo’s face and body.
"Mr. Jiao, can you hear me?" Cen Jingmo pulled out the dart from his back and covered the bleeding wound with his hand.
After he finished speaking, Cen Jingmo stared at the young man in a daze. His eyes, which always had light in them, were now covered with gray and mist, and tears were rolling down his face.
What has this person been tortured into by the Shen family? He seems indestructible, yet he can still cry in pain.
"Divine punishment..."
Cen Jingmo frowned slightly, "God's punishment."
The door of the dark room was suddenly opened, and several people who survived the massacre rushed in, bringing with them a pungent smell of blood.
The guards outside were under so much psychological pressure that they were distracted unconsciously, giving their opponents an opportunity.
Now they all fell down.
Zhang Zhen ran towards Jiaobai with blood all over his body.
Yu Ling rushed towards the turntable to rescue his brother, while the others stared at the guards in the dark room.
The guard shot at them and said fiercely, "Don't fucking move!"
Cen Jingmo lost interest in the game and waved to the guards.
Upon hearing this, the guard immediately put away his gun.
The next moment, his master was lifted up by someone grabbing his clothes. He remembered that it was a member of the Qi family, Qi's secretary.
The guard raised his gun again.
The explosive atmosphere was interrupted by screams.
Zhang Zhen wanted to pick up Jiaobai, but due to the gunshot wound, he was exhausted and fell directly on him.
"It's not man-made,"
Zhang Zhen put his hand into Jiaobai's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.
“This is the second time Baibai has done this, the second time, Baibai…” Zhang Zhen was at a loss.
Everyone was helpless. They all gathered around Jiaobai and could only watch him cry and scream in pain.
“Poor thing…” Cen Jingmo clutched the clothes on his chest and took a few breaths. Without even looking at the turntable, he threw all the darts at random, and all of them hit the bull's eye.
No matter how much you know, you are still controlled by fate.
Pitiful.