Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Ah, all the employees of the Administration Bureau are human because of this."

Wang Jin muttered, and looked at the slim figure with white hair.

If the power of ghost stories is not restrained, it will suffer its own consequences.

"The governing bureau should have a remedy, right? Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with the disconnection between the two generations."

Hu Xiaobei, who didn't know when he turned into a human form, narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Dong.

She's been listening carefully, but doesn't look very happy.

"Yes."

Han Dong nodded, but did not explain too much.

"But Lao Zhao's brothers are really gone, or he did it himself."

"They're all nice people, what a pity."

Hu Xiaobei opened and closed his lips, but he didn't say anything.

She had never heard Zhao Guangming mention these things.

"Okay, come here."

Wang Jin patted Hu Xiaobei on the shoulder, letting her turn into a little fox and bite his finger.

He knew that the girl was in a complicated mood right now.

Although everyone usually fishes and paddles happily together, the identity of Kaitan is very sensitive after all.

Liuli is a living example.

Under such circumstances, of course, some people will cast suspicion on Hu Xiaobei's strange talk about being close to human beings.

She didn't do anything, of course she would be wronged.

Wang Jin gently stroked the trembling little fox in her arms, she seemed to be crying.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

This sentence is not unreasonable, but it is too absolute.

Few people can completely treat the two as equally as Wang Jin.

Not many people would still choose to believe after being hurt like Zhao Guangming.

"What a bad guy."

Wang Jin looked at the black figure that shuttled back and forth in the amber light, and muttered softly.

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"You want to kill me that much?"

Liuli smiled, and the palm extended to Zhao Guangming stopped suddenly.

In the next second, two straight knives pierced her chest directly, twisting and cutting longitudinally without any hesitation, expanding the wound as much as possible.

"It's useless, my heart isn't there anymore."

Liuli grabbed Zhao Guangming's hand and took a light step forward, allowing the blade to pierce her through.

The warm body crashed into Zhao Guangming's arms, and his face was stained red with blood.

"You said, is it really my fault?"

Liuli raised her head slightly, her tone was so sad.

Following her actions, light rain suddenly fell in the amber enchantment.

Everything seems to have returned to that day seven years ago.

The woman lay gently in the man's arms, her blood stained the stagnant water on the ground.

The man didn't hesitate at all, still holding the two knives tightly in his hand.

"If it wasn't for self-protection, I wouldn't use that power at all."

The light on Liuli's face gradually dissipated, revealing a stunning face.

With a poignant smile on that face, he looked at Zhao Guangming in despair.

"I was scared too, I couldn't control myself."

"They want to lock me up forever so they won't see you."

"I escaped to be with you, and what did you do?"

Liuli's tone became agitated, and she tightly grasped Zhao Guangming's hand holding the knife, not at all as if she was about to die just now.

Zhao Guangming grinned, and turned the two straight knives fiercely, causing more trauma.

He opened his mouth slowly, speaking the first words since he saw the woman.

"Fuck your ass."

"You want to make Laozi pity you by replaying the episodes of the year? Ha."

Zhao Guangming's tone was still so bastard, but his eyes were unprecedentedly cold.

"A dozen brothers, hundreds of lives."

"Liuli, it's not enough for me to kill you a thousand times."

The whistle sounded again, and the Crow circling frantically brought up minced meat and blood.

The two knives in Zhao Guangming's hands swung fiercely towards Liuli's head, like the wings of a suicidal bird.

The flames of hatred lit up in his eyes, seeming to burn him out.

"What a ruthless man."

The pendant on Liuli's neck glowed, and the iron crow fell to the ground in an instant, as if it had turned back into an ordinary object.

The slender and slender fingers slowly lifted up, abruptly blocking Zhao Guangming's double sabers.

"what."

The middle-aged man smiled, let go of the hands holding the knife, and let his wings fall to the ground.

He didn't lose his fighting spirit, but had other plans.

The hem of the coat flew up, and two Desert Eagles appeared in his hands.

The trigger was pulled, and the guns roared.

The brutal caliber was exchanged for unparalleled lethality, directly opening several large holes in Liuli's body.

The pure white robe was scorched by gunpowder because of the close distance, and the woman swayed sadly like a candle in the wind.

"An item similar to the demon gun Colt."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and saw clearly what Zhao Guangming was holding.

Ordinary pistols can't do much damage to Guai Tan, and the two Desert Eagles are obviously Guai Tan's equipment.

What made him even more amazed was that even though his heart was full of anger, the old man Zhao Guangming's way of thinking was still perfect, even though Liuli tried again and again, he did not waver.

Besides, the woman's face surprised Wang Jin a little.

Sumin.

It was the female owner of the noodle shop who had a younger brother in that family and whose relatives were still living in the hospital.

Wang Jin has seen her several times.

Although there are some traces of time on the face, it can still be seen that she was a great beauty when she was young.

The calluses on the hands, the white hair that appeared inadvertently, and the worries that were exposed because of the illness of the family members.

All the details point out that she is an ordinary person and has nothing to do with Liuli.

"It should just be the same face. It's such a coincidence."

Wang Jin touched his chin, and secretly glanced at the reactions of the others.

"It seems that only I know about Su Min."

After a while, he came to a conclusion.

The gunshots stopped, followed by the crow's neighing.

Some of their structures are strange, and it is difficult to completely destroy them.

But this time, Iron Crow was directly crushed by the boulder that appeared out of thin air.

The woman shook her head, and gently stretched out her hand to caress her wound.

In an instant, not even a scar was left.

"It's as stupid as it was back then."

Liuli looked at Zhao Guangming with a bright smile.

"You should know it's of no use to me, right?"

"Ha, that might be."

Zhao Guangming made a light move, and the two knives lying on the ground flew back into his hands.

He gently shook his wrist, and wrapped the two silk threads back to their original positions.

"Did you poison me?"

Liuli frowned, with a rare look of anger on his face.

"Ah, it is through these two silk threads."

Zhao Guangming nodded, and happily showed Liuli the sophisticated device on his wrist.

The ingeniously designed wrist guard can transfer the poison to the blade while protecting him.

"This poison also comes from strange stories, you cannot be immune."

"By the way, those ravens also carry another toxin."

"They are harmless when taken out alone, but as long as they are mixed together, they are highly poisonous enough to hurt Guaitan."

"After all, every day during these seven years, I have been thinking about how to kill you."

The middle-aged man grinned, showing the same happy expression as Wang Jin.

"This is decent revenge."