Five minutes before Qi Xin disappeared.
If the rules didn't prohibit it, Fu Xingchuan would really like to smoke a cigarette.
His blood spear hit Qi Xin with his life-threatening blow, but he didn't cause any damage. However, the two from Group Nine worked together perfectly, and instantly cut Qi Xin into pieces.
hehe.
Those two guys, a force directly materialized from nothing into a red rope, very spirited.
The other hand was wielding a dagger, the movements were so fast that it was difficult to see the details, but Fu Xingchuan always felt that the crimson blade light looked familiar.
Unfortunately, he was too far away and couldn't feel the power attributes around the two people. It's great that the two of them even did such a good job of suppressing their abilities.
Fu Xingchuan moved his fingers, holding the non-existent cigarette, his eyes blank.
Maybe he shouldn't have shot the blood spear and exposed himself, but he couldn't bear the consequences of "Zhong Chengshuo is innocent" or "Zhong Chengshuo may die".
Although the facts proved that the little beast was also a fraud. With his left hand, he tried to detect Shi An, and with his right hand, he disturbed Qi Xin. The judgment of the fraud was only a moment. Zhong Cheng said that he was undoubtedly a veteran in combat.
"Do you recognize this yellow sorghum?" Minister Fu couldn't hold it in any longer and tried to ask.
Yin Ren: “…”
Fu Xingchuan looked at the palm of his hand and almost vomited blood.
Fu Xingchuan closed his eyes.
Is this an explanation
Yin Ren performed an extremely complicated technique, and Fu Xingchuan's shoulders made a crackling sound like a burning sensation.
With the black smoke rising out, the wounds caused by the poisonous arrows healed quickly. His tired limbs slowly relaxed, and the fatigue of the whole day disappeared like melting snow. Except for the emptiness of exhaustion, there was no pain left in Minister Fu's body.
Now, he can only bet on one thing -
Huang Liang tried his best to show his weakness, and Pudding was still trembling: "Puff..."
Yin Ren's strength was unpredictable, Zhong Cheng said he was immune to magic, and Huang Liang was even more so. No matter which one he picked, they were not enemies he could easily deal with. Fu Xingchuan had thought of many possibilities, but he really did not expect this development.
Yin Ren chose his words carefully: "We used to be colleagues, I know it very well. You know, Huangliang only eats evil things, and this one is particularly lazy, and has absolutely no interest in actively hurting people."
"Minister Fu."
He narrowed his eyes at Yin Ren and said nothing. To be honest, Fu Xingchuan didn't know whether he wanted to create a sense of pressure or simply had nothing to say.
Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said that they had no hostility towards Shi An and no good intentions towards the Shen Mo Society. Now Qi Xin came with unknown purpose, and she didn't seem to be in the same camp as these two.
"Puff, puff!" Huang Liang echoed sincerely.
He was stunned for less than ten seconds, and then he heard two more breathing sounds behind him. He looked around the circular line again, but there was no trace of Yin Ren and Zhong Chengshuo.
What is this doing
With their identities exposed, shouldn't there be a conversation between two strong men? What's going on with the same atmosphere at this work error review meeting
In front of him stood the target of this "execution mission".
Dressed in red, stepping on yellow beams. As an extremely powerful evil creature, is Yin Ren a "same kind" as the man in the mural, or is he "the man himself"
"I'm sorry!" Yin Ren's tone was so sincere that it was terrifying. "I didn't mean to hide my personal condition. I am indeed, uh, not a human being."
When he woke up from his coma, he saw the "man in red" riding a yellow sorghum, which was most likely Yin Ren. That guy was strong enough to control a Class A evil creature, but the force he used to knock them out was just right, which showed that he had no hostility towards Shi An.
Coming.
At least there is no hostility at the moment.
The two troublemakers were talking to Qi Xin's fragments, but unfortunately the magic was limited and the images were very rough. Fu Xingchuan couldn't make out the lip language of those people.
Let him see what else these two guys can do.
It's so difficult to be a person with a moral bottom line, Fu Xingchuan thought sadly.
Yin Ren picked up his old cushion and said, "And this Huangliang, it has no ill intentions, it is just being controlled by the Shenming Society using magic."
"Does this count as me being lenient with my confession, indirectly turning myself in, and making up for my crime?"
The head of Fuxing River is as big as a fight.
Chief Fu bent his waist and continued to gaze into the distance.
Yin Ren took out a colorful marble-like thing from his pocket and spoke solemnly.
Yin Ren's hair was loose, and he was wrapped tightly in red cloth that looked like ancient clothes. The wounds from his shoulders to his chest were healing at a speed that should not be possible for a human being. Zhong Cheng's shirt was mostly torn, revealing his surprisingly fair skin, which had only a lot of scratches. The boy held the sample box tightly, his face full of a radiant harvest.
Zhong Chengshuo's eyes were more focused than Fu Xingchuan's - Comrade Xiao Zhong stared at Huang Liang intently, his fingers rubbing the edge of the sample bag. Huang Liang seemed to sense something and nudged Yin Ren's palm again.
To silence someone, or...
Fu Xingchuan straightened his back, cleared his throat, and was about to give a sufficiently intimidating opening speech. But before he could even open his mouth, Yin Ren trotted up to him.
What's wrong with these modern people? They all like to ask this sad question.
In the secret pocket of his gown, Fu Xingchuan's hands shook and he almost pressed the highest level security alarm.
Minister Fu hadn't even smoked half of his imaginary cigarette when he suddenly felt a chill on his back.
The wound on his shoulder was painful and numb, which was the result of the suppression of the drug. He had just thrown the blood-throwing spear, and his condition was extremely unfit for fighting. Minister Fu turned around slowly, put one hand into the pocket of his long gown, and the revolving lantern of life flashed before his eyes.
What is their motive
"… I'm not doing a background check on it." Fu Xingchuan laughed dryly. "This Huangliang has at least a thousand years of cultivation. How old are you?"
He had lived for so long, but he didn't know that Huangliang had the ability to shrink. The evil creature that had just crushed them like an asteroid now lay obediently in Yin Ren's palm. At first glance, it looked like a rainbow lollipop without a handle.
Fu Xingchuan: “?”
"Or so I should ask."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Xingchuan straightened his gown that was stained with blood and dust.
"Is that you on the mural in the anthill?"
Yin Ren's smile froze for a moment.
As long as he can confirm that the person in the mural is himself, it is only a matter of time for Fu Xingchuan to deduce that he is "Zhong Yi".
Sure enough, the First Ghost General was not so easy to fool. In the next second, the Ghost King realized the problem.
Sometimes, “not answering immediately” is also a kind of “answer”.
As expected, Fu Xingchuan did not wait for his answer. Minister Fu pressed his temples frantically and said in a flustered tone, "Zhong Cheng said that you... Forget it, we will check it ourselves."
Zhong Cheng said, adjusting his glasses: "Come on."
Fu Xingchuan was in no mood to pursue this person's attitude. He sat on the ground, took out his pocket and took out a cigarette. He exhaled a long puff of smoke and looked at Gengsheng Town in the night: "… If you two wanted to harm Shi An, you had countless ways to kill me and Lao Li when we were in the underground ant nest. You two are waiting in the Class C investigation team. Do you want to get something from Shi An?"
When he said this, he didn't look at the two of them, and his back was exposed.
"If I report the truth, Yin Ren, you will definitely be put under comprehensive investigation. Zhong Cheng said that you will definitely be fired. You can guess this, but you still choose to communicate with me."
"Well, we discussed it. This is a deal."
Zhong Cheng said that his eyes still glanced at Huang Liang from time to time.
"Fu Xingchuan, you are a strong man who really wants to protect Haigu. You know what to do more appropriately."
"It's no use trying to flatter me." Fu Xingchuan took a long puff of his cigarette and pouted. "But I can't just drive you to the sinking place... Oh, this is a mess."
He raised his hand and blew a puff of smoke into his palm.
The soft smoke condensed into a blue-white blade, cutting the wound that had just been healed by Yin Ren. Bright red blood immediately gushed out, floating upward against gravity, stretching into scarlet threads, winding out runes one after another.
The blood threads intertwined in the night, forming a gorgeous and terrifying giant pattern. It was three meters high and floated quietly in front of Fu Xingchuan.
"Zhong Cheng said forget it, there is a complete set of criminal laws to govern it."
Fu Xingchuan moved the bleeding wound, and the huge blood array above the wound moved slightly.
"Yin Ren, since you can pass the physical examination, there must be an entity similar to humans... You can do it yourself."
Yin Ren looked up at the spider-web-like blood threads and rubbed the yellow silk casually with his fingertips.
"Puff?"
Zhong Cheng said he also walked over to him and asked, "What is that?"
"A kind of spiritual contract." Yin Ren said, "It is a binding force on both parties. It is fair... Well, generally speaking, I cannot harm innocent people. And Fu Xingchuan needs to guarantee my freedom and at most tell Li Nian the news. It is a temporary peace agreement."
"What will happen if you violate the rules?" Zhong Cheng asked curiously.
"The backlash of one's own power will at best result in serious injury. This is an agreement based on cognition, and it cannot be falsified."
Yin Ren's palm cracked and a ball of blood flew out.
It also turned into a thin thread, penetrated into the gaps in Fu Xingchuan's blood thread, and drew out another spell. When the two were combined, the blood-colored array immediately collapsed into blood beads, and then disappeared into the air with a snap.
In other words, Fu Xingchuan himself dared to make such a spiritual contract. Yin Ren knew that even if he was seriously injured, he still had as many means as he wanted to destroy Haigu City. This agreement could not be 100% binding.
If it were the official Shian, they would never take the risk to cooperate with this level of evil.
"I still have some questions."
After the spiritual contract was concluded, Yin Ren spoke seriously.
Fu Xingchuan exhaled in self-deprecation: "You ask."
"You know the situation between Cheng Shuo and me. Can we continue to get promotions and salary increases? What about the year-end bonus? Let's not talk about the spiritual contract. I'm not a human. Is the labor contract still valid? Can I still be a partner with Cheng Shuo?"
Fu Xingchuan: “…”
Fu Xingchuan: “?”
He suddenly realized something, stood up trembling, and put out the cigarette.
"Holy shit, wait!" Minister Fu pointed at Zhong Cheng and said, his index finger trembling slightly. "You know that Yin Ren is a thousand-year-old evil."
Zhong Cheng said with an innocent look on his face: "Yeah."
"Are you and him really dating? You're not just looking for an excuse to do something together?"
Zhong Cheng said with that harmless expression: "Yes."
Fu Xingchuan was silent for five full minutes.
"Yes, whatever you want, both of you. As long as you don't cause any trouble, anything is fine." Fu Xingchuan said in a sleepy voice, "I'll tell you how to write the report later. But I need to collect this yellow beam first-"
He went to grab the yellow sorghum. The naked evil thing instantly turned into a stretched rice cake, half of which was pulled far away by Fu Xingchuan, and the other half was tightly held in Yin Ren's palm.
“Puff—Swish—”
Fu Xingchuan continued to pull with an expressionless face. The yellow millet lost its round shape and was pulled even longer.
"Puff-puff-" There was almost a hint of howling in the sound of it.
"You see, it doesn't want to." Yin Ren said cautiously.
There was nothing but fatigue in Fu Xingchuan's eyes. At this moment, his eyes were completely dull, almost the same as Zhong Chengshuo's.
"Oh," he said, "then you take care of it. If anything goes wrong, you will bear the consequences yourself."
"OK!"
"If someone asks you about it later, just say that Xiao Zhong fell behind and Yin Ren went to look for him first after he woke up. We can discuss the rest of the matter when we return to Shi'an." Fu Xingchuan said as he lay calmly on the ground.
Zhong Cheng said as he squatted down beside his head, his face full of confusion.
"I will be unconscious for ten minutes, then take it easy." Minister Fu closed his eyes in sorrow.
A ward in Haigu People's Hospital.
The old man looked out the window.
It was late, and the interior of the house was reflected more clearly than the view outside the window. The glass window became a half mirror, reflecting a wrinkled, aging face.
"That guy took action again."
He hissed at his own reflection.
"That guy didn't agree with your approach a long time ago. Now let him come over, okay?"
The old man's mouth opened and closed, but the image on the window remained motionless.
"The inferior product got out of control, the town was destroyed, and the tragedy spread among the people... It was a perfect opportunity to verify our "theory", but it swallowed the inferior product directly. I know that Gengsheng Town is its territory, but-"
The image stared at him quietly.
"...Okay, I admit that its power is indispensable." The old man snorted, "Will that Shen Wang give up? Let 'Ms. Qi' clean up this mess herself."
"I will make my own judgment on who should be excluded."
(End of this chapter)