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"Quick, save people."

The crying face looked anxious. He grabbed the other person's hand and pulled it to the smiling face.

"Why is it hurt so badly? It's so pitiful."

Ghost Hand frowned and impatiently opened the other party's tattered clothes.

"Bear it, if you can't bear it, just wait to die."

Stretch out your left hand and slowly untie the bandage on your right hand.

The ink dripped on the ground, and suddenly the floor began to rot, and there was a musty smell in the air.

The smiling face frowned, his eyes trembled slightly, he slowly raised his finger and said weakly,

"Little...be careful...don't drip on me."

"Does it bother you that you're almost dead and you still do so much nonsense?"

"Don't worry, if I weren't afraid of dripping on you, I wouldn't even take off this bandage."

All the bandages on his right hand were removed, and the arm was extremely dry. There were no muscles on it, only bones and a thin layer of human skin.

He looks exactly like a scrawny old man.

At this time, Crying Face walked out of a room, holding some cotton and cloth in his hand.

Put it on the table, and then stand quietly aside,

He reached out to pick up the things on the table, and inserted his ghost hand directly into the opponent's wound.

"Well..."

The smiling face frowned, his face became distorted, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The weakness in his body disappeared instantly, as if he was coming back to his senses, and he firmly grasped the booth under him.

The ghost hand's hand glowed with gray-white light, and the strange power gradually spread out.

It touches the cloth and cotton, and slowly transforms the scarlet color and material of the two into the flesh and blood of the other person's body.

"It's almost done, please bear with me."

Guishou raised his eyebrows and glanced at the other person, then continued to pick up the things on the table and stuff them into his body.

After a while, the wounds on the other party's body had been repaired, and only the bright red blood stains still showed the severity of the previous injuries.

Standing up and wrapping the bandage around his right hand, Ghost Shou said,

"The injuries on your body have been repaired. You should rest for a few days. Once the flesh and blood adapt to your body functions, you can function normally."

"Thank you..."

Smiley face looked pale, wiping the cold sweat on his head, frowning and pushing himself up.

Guishou lowered his head with a confused expression, folded his arms and said,

"Who beat you like this?"

"Well...a new tomb keeper is about the same strength as me."

Smiley face turned red, pursed her lips, and subconsciously avoided the other person's eyes.

However, after thinking about it for a while, I still felt that I needed to add more emphasis, and then spoke,

"Of course, he was seriously injured by me and then escaped."

"Let me tell you, since my strength is not much different from yours, how could you lose so miserably?"

Guishou's frown immediately relaxed and he patted the other party's shoulder.

"It doesn't matter. Recuperate well and kill him in a few days."

"Um..."

The smiling face nodded, his eyes wandering.

The haze over Suzhou and Hangzhou gradually faded, and the black mist also disappeared.

The moonlight reflects on the surface of the West Lake, like flying to the sky tomorrow.

In the bar, more corpse graves appeared one after another.

Some people's clothes were stained with blood, while others were unscathed.

Gulu gulu~

"snort."

Putting the red wine in his hand on the table, Lone Wolf wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, his face full of displeasure.

"I ran away for Qian Mo who was holding the bow and arrow again today. I will definitely kill him next time we meet."

"Hey, stop talking. I'm even more unlucky today. I almost killed a tomb guard, but their support came. If I hadn't run fast, I wouldn't have been able to come back tonight."

A corpse in a graveyard had gauze wrapped around his legs, and his expression was filled with anger.

While these people were chatting, the side door slowly opened.

A man with no facial features appeared there,

His appearance caused the entire bar to fall into silence for an instant, and even the sound of water dripping from the cup seemed very obvious.

The cold voice reached everyone's ears,

"The batch of goods from outside will arrive soon. Don't be too aggressive during this period, and don't kill yourself."

After the voice faded away, the faceless man slowly raised his right leg and headed upstairs.

Seeing his back disappear from sight,

There was quite a commotion in the crowd immediately.

"Goods? What goods? Do you know?"

"I've heard him mention it before, it seems to be something related to our strength..."

"Could it be a nanosuit? The foreign guys are much better at it than us. The more powerful ones are willing to make all kinds of arms and drugs."

"What? Drugs! I am sworn in with gambling and drugs!"

Nanling buffet barbecue,

underground room,

The painter sat on the sofa, raised his head, and looked at the time on the big clock with indifferent eyes.

"Looks like the fighting outside is over."

"The fight outside is never over."

Stretching out his arms like dead tree bark, he picked up the red wine on the table and took a dull sip.

"Painter, you disappeared for several years after we separated. Where have you been during these years?"

"Me?"

The painter stood up and walked to the cabinet, caressing the doll on it. The tattoos on his body slowly squirmed. His scarlet and cold eyes looked around,

"I...joined an organization."

"organize?"

The puppeteer's expression was dull and showed no emotion, but from his tone, it was clear that he was very curious.

But since the other party didn't want to talk more, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Then why did you come to Suzhou and Hangzhou this time?"

"Looking for something."

"Something? What?"

"Something... enough to subvert the world."

The painter's eyes became sinister, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly with a hint of coldness.

The tattoo on his body seemed to have a more weird smile because of his emotions.

There seemed to be a cold wind blowing outside the house, making the night seem even colder. The eyes of the crows on the trees were extremely dark, reflecting the entire silent street.

.....

The rising sun reflected the red clouds, awakening the mountains, rivers and lakes. The breeze in the early morning blew over the willow branches and played with the lotus leaves.

Qin Guanqi opened his eyes sleepily and looked at the white ceiling. He consciously raised his right hand,

"hiss~"

A tearing pain came from above, and he immediately raised his body, frowning and taking a breath of cold air,

The whole sleepy head instantly became clear, and it felt like the clouds and fog had cleared and the bright moon was seen,

The bed curtain opposite was suddenly pulled open, and Huang Zeyu, who stretched out his right leg, was slightly stunned and looked surprised,

"Yeah, didn't you go to get a room? How come you suddenly appear in the dormitory."

"I'll be back after getting a room. Anyway, the monster will be gone by then."

Shrugged, supported the guardrail with his left hand, stood up, put on his clothes with one hand, and slowly walked down the stairs,

"What's wrong with your hand?"

The other party raised his chin, frowned slightly, and looked puzzled,

"My hand, I didn't pay attention to the road when I came back last night, and fell into the ditch."

He casually perfunctorily said a few words to the other party, and then walked towards the balcony,

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