The evil Tang Erda leaned against the invisible wall of the [Magic Space] prop, lighted himself a cigarette with the barrel of the barrel that had not yet dissipated the remaining heat, lowered his head and took a deep breath through his lungs, and then suddenly spoke. : "You haven't escaped from this world line, can you still change the situation of this world line?"
He bit his cigarette holder and paused: "Su Chao is still alive?"
"Alive." Tang Er replied, and he was quiet. "There is currently no destructive copy landing in the real world, and everything is pretty decent."
The person on the other side was silent for a while, then sneered: "After so many times, you finally did it."
"Good job, how to do it, give me guidance?"
Tang Erda slowly gripped the barrel of the gun hanging by his thigh, and opened his mouth to say something, but before he had time to speak, the person on the other side swept away and saw the silver handle that Tang Erda pinched in his hand. He turned his head for a while, his eyes suddenly changed.
He slowly raised his head, and his faint blue eyes revealed a questioning and murderous intent as if he was interrogating a prisoner: "Why does the pattern on your gun handle become the pattern of a wandering circus?"
Before Tang Erda could answer, he got up and approached Tang Erda. He took out the gun stuck on his waist belt and pointed it at Tang Erda without hesitation. The violence in his eyes could hardly be concealed: "You actually The soul was sold to Bai Liu?!"
"He is not Bailiu, he is different from Bailiu." Tang Erda slowly put down the gun he raised, then raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender to show friendship. "The Bailiu of this world line is called Bailiu. , The willow of the willow, he..."
"Everyone who sells his soul to that guy will justify it like this." The person on the other side showed a mocking smile, "You should know better than me what a person bewitched by that guy is like."
The person on the opposite side spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, and his blue eyes were hidden in the rising nicotine smoke, watching Tang Erda directly. He moved the safety latch down: "I'll give you one last time. A chance for sophistry, you betrayed your soul to Bai Liu. What is the reason? Are there any forced situations?"
Tang Er had a fight.
He tried to find a reasonable state of Bai Liu to describe this world line, to convince himself that Bai Liu would not do that.
Obey the law? Can't commit a crime? Law-abiding people
Tang Erda knew that all this was not accurate enough. He could feel that Bai Liu's heart was still in a state where he could cross the line at any time, but I don't know why. So far, Bai Liu has maintained a relatively harmless look. status.
And he didn't know why, he was convinced that Bai Liu's state would continue forever.
Tang Erda took a deep breath and raised his eyes: "I am not forced, I believe him."
The face of the opposite person sank completely and pulled the trigger: "Then you die."
"boom!!"
Zone D.
Mu Ke carefully searched the cemetery buildings one after another. Bailiu sent a message to them two hours ago through a communication device, saying that he would focus on searching the central area of the cemetery of the solitary tomb and the unfinished building.
Mu Ke did not see the single tomb, but after two hours of careful searching, Mu Ke finally found it.
He opened the tombstone and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the passage of the cemetery building where the construction was obviously not completed below, and the steel bars were expended from the wall.
Finally, he could complete the task and go to C area to find Bai Liu and the others. He was very worried about the situation of Bai Liu carrying a blood loss buff on his back.
Mu Ke pulled out the short pair of knives on his back and held it in his mouth, holding his hands on the two places at the entrance of the cemetery, lifting his body dexterously and jumping several times on the steel bars, approaching the center floor below quickly and steadily.
When he saw the huge cemetery room in the center where the construction style was different from the previously seen "incinerator" completed, Mu Ke gave his eyes, his toes stepped on the steel bars and quickly went down a little bit, and jumped into the room with his strength. Then he turned and jumped to the upper left corner.
Mu Ke stretched his feet, shifted his center of gravity back and squatted on his knees, firmly attached to the wall like a gecko. He quickly took away the dagger that was in his mouth with both hands, and stretched out three fingers to touch it. Staying on the wall, looked around the whole room calmly.
The room is about two hundred square meters. The interior decoration is luxurious and luxurious, and it is no different from the living people. It is in sharp contrast with the cemetery room with only 3-5 square meters next to it. The most central mahogany table is dedicated to the shrine. A black-and-white photo with the cause of death "Death in a car accident" beside it.
Under the shrine is a porcelain white ashes jar.
If Bai Liu's speculation is correct, the land certificate should be placed in the ashes jar.
Just as Mu Ke wanted to jump down to reach the ashes jar, his body leaned forward, but his movements suddenly stopped. He retracted his three fingers against the wall and cast his eyes down at his fingertips.
There is only a shallow layer of dust.
This room... has a subtle sense of strangeness. It is obvious that some places are very dusty, but some places are very thin, especially the corners where he has stayed now, the ground where he had set foot before, and—
Mu Ke's gaze slowly shifted to the mahogany wooden table for the shrine-this mahogany wooden table with the columbarium.
If the developer monster in the ashes jar crawled out, then the whole room will not be so neat, there must be obvious lines of dust being dragged away. This kind of situation is only the case where the dust is relatively shallow in the path close to the ashes jar. There may be a situation—
—That is, someone approached this ashes jar in exactly the same way as him, and used the dust on the side to conceal his path of action.
"You noticed it now?" A cold voice came from the side. Someone was dragging something heavy, and the clear footsteps of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor unhurriedly came. "It's really impressive. The disappointed world line, my reaction to the environment is so slow."
In the dark shadow on the lower left, a delicate man's profile was slowly revealed.
"If you encounter an opponent like me, this reaction speed is enough for me to kill your guild leader thirteen times."
Mu Ke jumped off the wall and his pupils shrank when he saw the face on the other side clearly.
Standing on the opposite side is a man who has matured a lot!
This mature version of Mu Ke dragged the corpse of a developer monster with one hand, and dragged a long blood trail behind him. His shoulder width and height were slightly wider and taller than the current Mu Ke, and he was wearing a close-fitting suit. In a black suit with a waist, there is a light-colored rose in the right pocket of the suit.
He wears chain-linked gold wire glasses, the chain falls from his ear, and on his left ear is an inverted cross pendant earring that is slightly shaking, and he is well-dressed like a newcomer in a shopping mall who has just walked from a wealthy night banquet.
This mature version of Mu Ke looked up at Mu Ke on the opposite side without any expression on his face. He let go of the developer monster that had been killed, took out a folded land certificate from his pants pocket, and held it up as a gesture. : "Is this what you are looking for?"
Mu Ke calmly pulled away from him. This person who looked like him gave him a very dangerous feeling.
It is absolutely impossible for Bai Liu to make this person, because Bai Liu will not notify anyone when he makes a decision, but he will definitely notify them of the results of this decision.
So now this situation is only possible...
Mu Ke's voice tightened: "Are you something summoned by Yuan Guang's skills?"
"Something?" Mu Ke on the opposite side finally glanced at the young Mu Ke, "The only person who has the right to judge me by things is my chairman."
This Mu Ke raised his jaw slightly, revealing a little reserved arrogance, and he didn't even speak quickly or slowly: "What are you, dare you to judge me like that?"
He said, leaning back and letting go, and the land certificate slowly dropped to the ground.
Mu Ke stared at the land certificate closely.
On the other hand, Mu Ke's gaze was fixed on the black dagger in Mu Ke's hand. His expression was not very friendly and darkened: "The president of this world line has found a skill for you?"
Mu Ke was keenly aware of the ups and downs of his own emotions on the opposite side, his eyes turned to look at Mu Ke's hand, his tail raised slightly, and he asked provocatively: "Yes, why, you haven't?"
Mu Ke on the opposite side finally walked out of the shadows completely. Mu Ke noticed that he had no weapons in his hand. The hands from his fingers to the place covered by the suit were completely wrapped in white bandages, even around his neck. Entangled in bandages.
He walked towards Mu Ke step by step, his eyes were dark and unclear, while raising his hands, slowly and solemnly opened the bandages on his hands starting from the fingertips, while quietly explaining softly:
"The president will not waste any time and energy on an unskilled player, nor will he cultivate such a person, because there is no value."
"Things that are of no value are not worthy of survival." Mu Ke on the opposite side said softly, his delicate face felt a gloomy gray tone in the dimly lit room, "It's like heart disease cannot appear in long-term social relations. There is a truth, this is the world axiom, as Mu Ke, you should at least understand this, right?"
Mu Ke's breathing took two beats faster, but he quickly calmed down. He was retreating vigilantly as the opposite Mu Ke approached.
"In order to be more valuable to the president, stand in the same league match as the president and win him victory as his team member." The opposite Mu Ke lifted his eyelids, and the bandages on both sides fell to his elbows. Position, "I train hard, work hard, I killed many players trying to seize their skills, but unfortunately either they are not willing to give me, or their skills are not what the president wants."
"So in the end, I became an unskilled player." Mu Ke's bandage was finally dragged to the ground, and all the areas he had hidden under the bandage were exposed. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Ke on the opposite side quietly, "You Do you know how I became?"
Mu Ke looked at the areas he exposed, and frowned no matter how calmly he was.
From the fingers to the wrists to the neck, there are all kinds of scars, interlaced bruises, scars from swords and guns, densely packed and shocking. It is not very pleasant to see these things appearing on [my] body. Experience.
"All you need is perfect fighting skills, precise environmental observations, and prediction of enemy behavior. I am the president's candidate main attacker." The Mu Ke on the other side raised his tail happily. He looked at Mu Ke with a look in his eyes. An indifferent killing intent, "Every time I end the battle, I have scars, which are bandages that the president personally put on me. This represents that I have created value for him on the court."
"The more scars I have on my body, the more valuable I will be to the president."
"And you—"
The opposite Mu Ke raised his hands, his feet in leather shoes twirled on the ground to exert force.
Almost just for an instant, this mature Mu Ke appeared in front of Mu Ke's eyes, raised his hand and snatched the dagger from Mu Ke's hand, and slashed at Mu Ke's neck severely.
Mu Ke leaned back for an instant to evade, and at the same time, he flipped his palm to recall the weapon very quickly.
[System reminder: Player Mu Ke recalls his skill weapon. 】
The dagger in mature Mu Ke's hand was looming and almost disappeared, but just a few milliseconds before it disappeared, the speed of this person's limbs was almost beyond the logical judgment of the system.
At the moment when Mu Ke recalled his skill weapon, Mu Ke held the dagger with his backhand and made a huge blood mark on Mu Ke's neck.
The blood splattered out, on the surface of Mu Ke's golden glasses.
He looked down and said in an unprecedentedly disgusting tone: "Your mediocrity and incompetence have failed the president's preference for you."
"I will personally use the dagger he gave me to kill you."