"You said you killed that ghost thing that was even better than the Fire Demon?" Wang Ling's mouth was wide open enough to stuff a goose egg, "Are you a white-robed wizard?" ”

"I'm not Saruman, but this wandering spirit called Sticky isn't as strong as you think, maybe it's more suitable as a map cannon, but it's good to kill him before he completes the soul oracle, he obviously doesn't understand that a mage should not fight a warrior when he is not protected, a ceramic knife can easily cut off his head. Bingning casually graded it in the air, as if she was cutting tofu.

Wang Ling opened his mouth like a fish, but he didn't say anything, he just remembered that these so-called soul hunters were also a bunch of crazy people, but in their words, they were rational madmen. He also has the ability to destroy the world, and he is caught between two gangs of crazy people, without any special abilities, at least for now. The spirit of the Spirit, called Stitch, can turn anything in the realm into ashes while talking and laughing, and if he was on that bus at the time, he would probably be a part of those ashes. But Bing Ning said it so lightly, and that monster really only had a pile of blood left, and it could only be reduced to a teaching and tutoring device to prove the new world to a newcomer.

"What kind of monster are you?" Wang Ling said softly, but Bing Ning didn't seem to hear it, and there was no expression on his handsome and cold face.

Wang Ling shrugged his shoulders, maybe Konstantin didn't expect that there would be so many monsters in this world before he became an exorcist detective, and he didn't know how he calmly accepted all this, as if everything was natural, just like he would always take out a SilkCut and put it in his mouth.

"It's lunchtime, now we're going to eat, and then there's some stuff in the afternoon, meet up with the colleagues you'll be working with in the future, and then there's a test in the evening. ”

"Does the test determine whether you are a management trainee or a fixed position?"

"No, you can understand it as a test for the eligible, first to confirm the concentration of germs in your body. ”

"What? I have a virus in my body?" Wang Ling stopped in an instant, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the front camera to his eyes, fortunately, there was no flame burning.

"Don't look at it, we're not sure if there are germs in your body, but judging from these strange things that happened to you, you should have a blood inheritance, and a story written by a normal person will not really happen. ”

Wang Ling was a little wilted, Bingning's words pierced his heart like a steel needle, and he suddenly felt that this world was so strange and... Terror. yes, what if there are germs in his body, he is not also a monster, if every chapter written by a writer will become a script in the real world, and then it will be filmed as a real thing, then he may not only be blocked by the platform, maybe he will lie in a dark hut for the rest of his life, without any communication equipment, I don't know the passage of time, and there will be nothing that can write words. Maybe I will give myself an electrotherapy from time to time, and who knows if the brain supplement in my brain will actually happen.

Wang Ling couldn't help but shudder, if all the chapters he had written had really happened, how many people would have died? Looking at his trembling hands, Wang Ling seemed to see thick blood at work, some of which were still flowing brightly, and some of which had turned into black lumps. "Executioner, you're an executioner, and you're going to kill everyone sooner or later. It was like a voice kept saying in his ears, Wang Ling covered his ears hard, but this voice seemed to sound in the depths of his mind, and it was getting louder and louder.

"Get out of here!" Wang Ling fell to his knees, his forehead slammed into the hard floor, but to no avail, the voice that couldn't distinguish between men and women still said slowly, "You want to destroy the world." ”

Two faint blue rays of light suddenly lit up, illuminating the darkness, and the sound disappeared. Wang Ling almost fell to the ground, but a strong hand held him. I don't know how many times the clothes were wet with cold sweat today, sticking to the body like folded kraft candy. Slowly opened her eyes, it was Bingning's face, at this time she and Wang Ling's face were very close, Wang Ling could almost feel her breath, the blue flames seemed to burn all the haze.

"Thank you. Wang Ling subconsciously shrank her head back, the feeling just now was very strange, no matter what Bingning did, but obviously she helped herself get out of the state just now.

"If you're grateful, can you take your hand away?" Bingning's pupils brightened.

Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and saw that his hand was firmly held on the firmness of Bingning's chest, and he didn't react for a while, and his hand was pinched unconsciously.

When he felt that the two blue eyes were about to ignite his face, Wang Ling realized that he seemed to have done something earth-shattering, and hurriedly pulled his hand away and jumped up from the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes..."The more frightened emotions than just now made Wang Ling a little at a loss for a while, he didn't mean to, he felt someone supporting him just now, just like a person who fell into the water will unconsciously grab the straw in front of him, and his hand is completely uncontrollable.

"I'm sorry. Some cold voices came out of Bingning's mouth, which couldn't help but make Wang Ling stunned, if he hadn't seen Bingning's mouth move with his own eyes, he would really think that he was hallucinating again.

"I didn't expect the words to be so irritating to you, apologize to you. After saying that, he turned around and left, Wang Ling couldn't see her expression. But he suddenly felt that Bingning's back seemed to be very dragged, either a derogatory word, or a bullish person was awesome no matter what, even if it was like you apologized, you had to use the most awesome tone and you had to accept it. This Bingning doesn't seem to be so hateful, her previous cold and squeezing attitude is probably her habit.

The hand unconsciously pinched it empty, but Wang Ling immediately slapped it hard with his other hand, which was really not light, and five finger marks immediately appeared on the skin. "Damn, the force is really mutual. That innocent hand was also in terrible pain, and Wang Ling stuck out his tongue and shook the two red hands playfully. It's over, it's estimated that I'm going to offend her to death this time, and I don't know if I'll wear small shoes in the future, thinking of the ending of the soul on the bus, Wang Ling couldn't help but shudder, in case he turned into a pool of black blood one day, it is estimated that even the murderer will not be found.

"She wasn't like this before," Jonathan suddenly flashed out from behind and looked at Wang Ling's hand with an "appreciative" expression, "You'd better keep a low profile, or the male compatriots in the company will find out what your hands have done, and there will be countless people lining up to chop your hands." After speaking, he also walked deeper into the hallway, "Let's go, it's time for dinner." ”

Grinning, Wang Ling was not frightened this time, it would be good if he knew such a fragrant thing, and Wang Ling decided not to wash his hands for the next three days. He quickly followed Jonathan and asked questioningly, "What do you mean she didn't do this before?"

"It's not because of you. Jonathan glanced at Wang Ling and said helplessly.

"Huh?" Wang Ling thought to himself, what did this mean, it was the first time he had seen this iceberg, could it be the entangled long-cherished thoughts of his previous life?

"Although she was also cold before, she was mostly stern, and as the manager of the Soul Hunter Personnel Department, she needed to be dignified enough. But imagine if your brother was killed, and you found out that someone had written everything down?"

Wang Ling stopped, yes, Bingning has every reason to hate herself, although she doesn't know why her novel is related to this strange world, but if you let Wang Ling know that someone killed his younger brother, and he found out that someone on the Internet was updating a novel, the plot of the novel described in detail all the details of the crime, and even psychological changes. I'm afraid that when I see this writer, I won't hesitate to take out the guy and cut a few holes in him.

Wang Ling found that he really couldn't find a suitable expression to realize his mood now, so he could only bite his lip silently, and his eyebrows were about to droop to the corners of his eyes. He felt that he owed Bingning once, although it was inexplicably inexplicable, but it seemed that he should compensate Bingning, even if he couldn't think of how to compensate at all.

Alas, let's talk about it later, I'll listen to her orders in the future, anyway, she was also a manager. Wang Ling smiled bitterly and followed Jonathan.

The restaurant is not far away, but surprisingly, the restaurant in this underground building has been renovated with great care. Several tables fifty meters long were covered with delicate red textile tablecloths, and every few meters there were ornate candle stands, and the red candles were burning quietly. The restaurant is topped by an equally well-made wrought-iron candle chandelier, which is decorated in a European style like a count's private dining room.

There are many paintings hanging on the walls of the restaurant, including realistic still lifes, strange postmodern paintings, abstract landscapes, and a painting that Wang Ling thinks is completely a mess of different colors of oil paint on the paper. And on the four corners, there are four things that seem to be armor, which is very magnificent.

Wang Ling saw Bingning, she was sitting on a long table in the middle, holding a wine glass in her hand, drinking silently. It was already dinner time, and the employees walked into the restaurant from the corridors around them, but everyone seemed to deliberately avoid the table where Bingning was sitting, even if they were sitting at this table, they were far away.

Jonathan walked to the table with Wang Ling and naturally sat down on the seat next to Bingning, while Wang Ling thought about it and sat opposite Bingning.

Hiss~

??? Wang Ling sat up in shock, how could he seem to hear the sound of countless people inhaling cool air at the same time, like a snake in this environment that seemed to be a little too quiet. Looking around, Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, only to see that everyone was staring at him blankly at this time, a bunch of big eyes staring at countless big eyes.

I don't know who was the first to take the lead, everyone suddenly lowered their heads at the same time in tacit understanding, and exchanged heads as if the scene just now was an illusion. Wang Ling was a little stunned, so he had to scratch his head and sit down again. But as soon as he sat down, he felt as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at his back, as if they were about to roast himself.

"If you order food, you can just ask the prophet for foie gras from France, feta cheese from Greece, Big Mac burgers from the United States, bean sprouts rice from Korea, and sashimi from Japan. Of course, as a Chinese company, there are stinky tofu from Tianjin and vegetable pancakes from Shandong. Jonathan pointed to his eyes, suggesting that he was using a virtual mirror.

Wang Ling looked at Jonathan in surprise and said to the air like a pen, "One royal cream chicken, one Haggis, and another glass of margarita." Then, within a few minutes, the well-dressed deceased brought Jonathan's delicious food to Jonathan. On the other hand, Bingning's meal also arrived, which looked very light, a salad, a pasta and a glass of pure malt whisky.

Do these people use wine as water to quench their thirst?

Wang Ling summoned the prophet out, and because he didn't know what to order, he asked the prophet to display the menu on his glasses. Looking at the long menu that looked like a C language program, Wang Ling's jaw was about to fall on the table. The company has kidnapped chefs from specialty restaurants all over the world, and the names of the dishes on it are unheard of and unheard of, and there are stinky mandarin fish and Kiviak? Isn't this the rotten entrails of the Dead Seabird fermented in the belly of the Dead Sea seal? Not to mention where the ingredients came from, is it really good to eat such things in such a gentleman's restaurant?

Wang Ling swallowed his saliva and honestly ordered an eight-ripe lamb chop, a crayfish and a bowl of miso soup. After thinking about it for a while, he asked for another cup of sea blue, and he tried to make himself appear less unsociable.

A line of words suddenly popped up on the glasses, "Dear Mr. Wang Ling, in view of the fact that you have no salary at present, you have automatically used your ICBC credit card to deduct the amount, totaling 258 yuan, please know." ”

"What? Isn't it a restaurant? Why do you still charge money, and it's still so expensive?" Wang Ling suddenly cried, I don't know if it was because the wine was too strong.