Weird Talk Asylum Center

"You don't want to see me that much?"

The woman's tone was a bit of girlish reproach, as if she was complaining that Zhao Guangming's actions were too harsh.

The ghostly man didn't say anything, he just drew his knife again, and something flew out from under the broken coat, like a living thing.

They were a few light-moving black crows, the pattern of each feather was clearly visible, but there was an inaudible sound of metal friction between the flapping of the wings.

They are mechanical creations, and they have a strange smell of pollution.

Those who have participated in the Dawn Project will find it difficult to match the strange talk equipment, and even Zhao Guangming's talent will inevitably be affected.

However, if it is a special item made by the R & D department, it can still loosen this restraint a little.

The crows opened their mouths and made a strange sound of gear friction, which seemed to be imitating the singing of real birds.

The pitch-black feathers exude a metallic luster, making one unable to resist thinking about its complex mechanical structure.

&n-09-27—Raven.

"Is this for me?"

"... "

Zhao Guangming didn't answer, he turned over and jumped back expressionlessly, put his finger to his mouth and blew violently.

The loud and clear whistle sounded, and the crows howled as if responding to an order, revealing their wings and claws that shone with a faint cold light, and circled around the woman non-stop.

In the next second, their eye sockets that were inlaid with something were glowing scarlet, as if something had been awakened.

The scarlet light intertwined into a huge net, bringing gusts of wind and blood.

Like rapidly hovering sharp blades, they completed nearly a thousand cuts in an instant, and even the amber light curtain was slightly cracked.

With this level of destructive power, even a truck would be torn to pieces, but the woman wasn't even hurt.

"What a cute little thing."

There was a bit of complaint in her tone, as if she was blaming Zhao Guangming for sending a gift that was not suitable for her.

The slender white arm shook, and the wound on it had already healed.

"But I like everything you gave me."

The woman paused, then tilted her head to look at Zhao Guangming, her tone full of vivaciousness and playfulness.

She shook her hand, and several amber rays of sharp light shot out, brushed Zhao Guangming's clothes, and sank deeply into the ground.

"... "

Zhao Guangming didn't say anything, just whistled again and attacked the woman together with Raven.

"This is not a gift, this is to send the other party to the west."

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, looking at the two who were fighting together.

Zhao Guangming was not dazzled by hatred, but was extremely calm, which was somewhat unexpected.

But it is also reasonable, after all, a genius who is rare in a hundred years cannot be the kind of reckless man who sees his enemy and goes to his head.

But this does not mean that Wang Jin can sit back and relax.

The current situation looks evenly matched, simply because the woman doesn't want to do anything.

She seemed to enjoy the reunion with Zhao Guangming, and even actively cooperated with the middle-aged man's attack, as if she was dancing.

"Ah, that's pretty much how it was back then."

Han Dong coughed lightly, and took over the conversation.

"It's Lao Zhao who Liuli approached proactively."

"That woman's name is Liuli?"

Wang Jin glanced at the woman who couldn't see her face clearly, her complexion was a bit complicated.

The pollution on his body has begun to dissipate slowly, and the scene he sees is gradually returning to normal.

Perhaps it was thanks to this state between madness and normality that he saw the woman's face.

Although he was shrouded in light and couldn't see clearly, he always had a familiar feeling.

"Ah, a once-in-a-century genius meets an incredible woman, what a clichéd plot."

Wang Jin didn't think too much about it.Just grinned.

I didn't expect Zhao Guangming to have such an idol drama-like story when he was young, which is really astonishing.

"It's obviously very touching."

The little fox jumped up and down, with a look of dissatisfaction.

"That's right."

Li Hui nodded invisibly, her eyes dodged like a deer, as if she had thought of something.

"cough."

Leonard felt that he should express some opinions, but he was not very good at this aspect, and he really didn't know what to say, so he coughed lightly to show that he was listening carefully.

"Idol drama... It would be great if the story really develops like that."

Han Dong sighed, looking at Zhao Guangming with mixed emotions, as if he was sympathizing with this old friend.

Wang Jin stared at Han Dong's face, trying to see something from it.

The middle-aged strong man looked uncomfortable, he hesitated for a moment and asked suddenly.

"The blessing of Liuli will spread between humans and the unclean. Do you know what this means?"

"Represents extreme instability."

Wang Jin answered without any hesitation. He had discovered the problem when Han Dong first started talking.

Han Dong nodded, with words like "This is what you guessed and it has nothing to do with me" all over his face.

"Ha, a non-disclosure agreement?"

Wang Jin smiled, and then began to reason after Han Dong's words.

"The blessings of strange stories must be accompanied by pain and pollution, even for normal people, it is difficult to survive, let alone those unclean people who are prone to madness."

"Maybe it's a blessing in name, but it's really a plague of strange stories."

"There are also smart people in the governing bureau, and it is impossible to let them go."

"Since things have changed, I guess Liuli's blessing must not be that simple, right?"

Wang Jin shook his head and continued to look at Han Dong.

"You kid, learn a little bit."

Han Dong gave Leonard a backhand and pointed at Wang Jin.

This young man can deduce the danger of the blessing, the position of the governing bureau, and guess the subsequent development from a simple sentence.

This age, this scheming, is simply terrifying.

Of course, this strengthened Han Dong's determination to recruit Wang Jin.

"Listen well, the next words are all guessed by yourself, and have nothing to do with me."

As if knowing that he couldn't hide from Wang Jin, Han Dong shrugged his shoulders and continued in a deep voice.

"Liuli is good-looking and has a good personality, and she can move freely in the administration bureau."

"If it's just a simple strange talk about the plague, it's okay to say, but if things go bad, it's another effect of that blessing."

"The blessed person will completely lose consciousness and become her believer."

Han Dong sighed, with deep regret in his eyes.

"It's too dangerous, so the Administration cannot keep her."

"So Liuli escaped, and then activated her ability,"

"At that time, everyone knew each other very well. They ate, drank, chatted and spanked every day, and soon spread the humble blessing."

"Coupled with Liuli pestering Zhao Guangming all day long, that blessing directly infected most of the suppressors through him."

"This is also why our generation is used to fighting alone, because we have suffered a lot."

The middle-aged strong man shook his head with an indescribably lonely tone.

"Old Zhao was participating in the Dawn Project at that time, and his resistance was very high, so he was fine."

"I have the little habit of wearing ice armor anytime and anywhere, and I escaped unharmed."

"Other than that, there are hardly many people left."