After a dull sound of falling to the ground, the strange man standing on the street turned into two people. He wiped the blood from his fingertips on his clothes casually, and the memories in his mind came like a flood.
He looked at his strange self standing on the street and listened to them reciting unexplained eulogies.
They spoke softly, making strange gestures with their hands.
They said: “Kill the chosen.”
They said: “Let the gift of the Lord come.”
They walked, but the group of people did not see those extraordinary creatures.
Just them?
Chen Qing felt strange, but still found the key words they agreed on in his memory.
They were cautious, cautious enough to worry that someone might learn the password and replace one of their members.
But they were also careless because they were dealing with a real investigator.
He raised the stick in his hand, holding the end tightly between his thumb and forefinger.
He looked at the cautious yet aggressive group of people in front of him. Their pace was very slow, and it took them three or two seconds to get out of the way.
They never looked back, even if Chen Qing was approaching behind them, they remained indifferent.
"Why……"
He asked in a low voice that could only be heard by the person in front of him.
"Um……"
"Shh..."
He said softly, and the moment the man turned around, a large amount of tissue fluid slid down the corners of his eyes from the vertical pupils between his eyebrows.
The transparent liquid stained the collar, but Chen Qing didn't seem to notice it, and the gaze in his eyes never changed.
He watched the man open his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but looking at the familiar face in his memory, the doubts in his heart could not be blurted out.
"Uh...uh..."
He suppressed his voice, fearing that the group's whereabouts would be exposed. In his eyes, the confused companion just moved forward after discovering his discomfort.
No problem, no problem at all...
He raised his hand and pointed forward. Before Chen Qing could talk to him, he fainted.
"the second."
He whispered, breaking off a broken tooth from the other person's mouth.
There was blood oozing from the teeth, but it made him feel inexplicably happy.
He moved forward again, and the short staff in his hand connected with the former's neck in an instant.
The whipping of the cane opened the joints of his cervical spine, but it caused him to block the pain.
Chen Qing watched the body of the man in front of him fall down. Before he could react in his mind, a gloomy face appeared in front of him.
He raised his fingertips and made a gesture in front of his mouth, and the tissue fluid on his face dripped on his cheeks.
He changed into the face of the second person, and this time, he walked behind the sixth person.
"Hey! Something happened!"
He whispered, holding his forehead with his fingers.
This is the signal for encountering enemies in the rear.
The person in front of him looked at it and reacted very quickly. He turned his head, put his fingers in his mouth and muttered something. Chen Qing's eyes slightly condensed under his face. He saw the first unusual thing among this group of people. relic.
What is the effect.
He suppressed the curiosity in his heart and saw that after he pulled his fingers away from his mouth, the four people in front of him all turned their heads.
They stopped and looked behind them with a somewhat unkind look.
"Walk!"
The leader's steps were firm, and he didn't even turn around completely.
He just looked at the two people beside him and then returned to his previous indifference.
The person in front of Chen Qing also heard it, but he frowned, obviously hesitant.
He glanced at Chen Qing, then looked at the front of the team, gritted his teeth, and with the taste of blood on his tongue, he decided to follow the team's command.
"Walk!"
He suppressed his extremely low voice and spoke out at the moment when he turned around. But at this moment, at the moment when he could barely turn around, his vision left Chen Qing's body and moved to When the team was in a horizontal position, a cane penetrated his chest.
In other words, it appeared in front of his chest.
He lowered his head infatuatedly. The blood from the wound had not had time to surge. It was just trickling like a stream and cheering like a small fish under the river. Occasionally, a slightly larger blood flower would bloom.
He was stunned and tried his best to turn around, but he was stunned. After turning his head behind him, what he saw was a very familiar face.
It's your own.
Is it your own? !
His eyes widened, and he made a babbling voice in disbelief.
The voice was weak because the chest was pierced, and the voice screamed because the fear of watching myself kill myself arose in my heart.
"Someone! Someone turned into us!"
He listened to his own voice and saw a large amount of blood appearing on his body. Then, he saw his figure being covered by the mist that covered his traces.
In the end, all he could hear was sound.
That was Chen Qing's voice, and it was also his own voice.
He listened as the man walked up to the remaining five people. After a scolding, someone took action against Chen Qing.
Yeah...he might have recognized that person in disguise.
But when he thought so, and when he felt a little lucky, he saw the greed in his partner's eyes that was almost overflowing.
At this moment, he understood that this was an unwinnable confrontation...
