"My hands, my hands!"

"Xiao Chang!?"

"Boss, you've hit Xiaochang......"

There was a slight commotion in the rear, and the middle-aged man sighed lightly and looked at Fang Yi, who was sitting on the ground, as if he was scared stupid.

"Just now...... ...... just now"

Fang Yi looked at the middle-aged man in horror, his body trembled, and he kept repeating these two words.

Dodged the attack, but was scared silly again?

This guy is very physical.

But if your illusion can be stronger, it won't be a problem.

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and was about to make up for another shot.

A shadow suddenly jumped up and hugged his arm.

With a slight pain in the arm, a row of tooth marks was left.

"Black Spot! I suffer from dark spots...... Ahem, ahem, ahem! Aren't you afraid of me? Kill the white dove, and you'll be waiting to accompany him on his way! ”

His face sank, and the middle-aged man's cold gaze turned to the small stone.

"What do I care about you......

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's voice suddenly stopped.

Because he noticed that the surrounding onlookers, at some point, had retreated more than ten meters away.

Even his team members helped Xiao Chang and ran out.

Every now and then, I look back at that kind of look, as if I am looking at a time bomb.

No...... The gaze was not just focused on the middle-aged man, most of them were focused on the boy who was hanging on the middle-aged man's arm.

It was only at this time that middle-aged people realized that black spot disease may not be simple.

"Get the hell out of here!"

The middle-aged man shook his right hand hard, and the small stone was directly thrown to the ground heavily, and he screamed miserably.

"It's useless...... Ahem! You've ...... You've been infected by me, you must have been infected by me! Get ready to join me in Camp Seven! This is what happens to you bullying the white pigeons! ”

Xiaoshi couldn't even stand up, his whole body was so hot that his consciousness gradually became blurred, only his mouth didn't spare anyone.

"Fa, I'm sick! That guy's melanoma flares up! ”

"Stay away from him, the farther away the better!"

The crowd retreated, but the two girls ran towards the small stone.

"Little stones! Hold on! ”

"How could this be, I was in a stable condition before, why did I suddenly ......"

Fang Yi also seemed to be relieved at this time, pointing at the middle-aged man who was staring at the wound on his arm, and shouted loudly: "Black beast! This guy is a black beast becoming! I felt like I had gone somewhere else, and then I was back here all of a sudden. This kind of weird ability that only a black beast can! ”

What the?!

Everyone who retreated was stunned.

"You're crazy, aren't you? Do you want to say that the boss of Songhui is a black beast? How can it be! ”

"Crazy! The boss has been in the capital for so many years, and he has been living with us, and now you tell me that the boss is a black beast? ”

"Don't pay attention to this neurosis, it's still a bit possible for Boss Song to be infected with black spot disease. Suddenly said that it was transformed into a black beast? Three-year-old children don't believe this statement! ”

No one took Fang Yi's words seriously, and Song Hui even showed contempt.

He really didn't know anything about melanoma.

But he still knows something about the black beast.

Because when he entered the dungeon, he was lying directly on the hospital bed in the independent office of the exhaust gas factory.

Although it was just a routine inspection, I heard that I had encountered a black beast because I was on a mission with a refugee before, so I was injured and fell ill, and I needed to have a routine inspection every day.

After leaving the office and being surrounded by his men, he realized that he was the head snake of Camp 8.

With such a big power, Song Hui naturally wanted to use it to let people inquire about the newcomers who had recently entered the refugee camp, especially the newcomers who had a particularly strong desire for news, which was the most noteworthy.

The quest has just been opened, and if the quest map is small enough, it means that all players should be in the City of Chaos.

Then the new guy in the city has a high probability of being possessed as a player.

Even if there are no newcomers, it's always right to pay more attention to the guys who have been inquiring about news frequently and have made particularly big moves recently.

As a veteran player from the ninth district, Song Hui still has a sense of game.

As for Fang Yi's black beast turning into a human, it is simply an urban strange story, and no one has confirmed it at all.

I can only say that the power of my illusion scared this pathetic NPC.

Kill this small stone first, and then kill the white pigeon, which inexplicably increased the difficulty of the dungeon for me......

Looking at the wound on his arm again, Song Hui aimed his gun at the small stone......

"Xiao Song, wait!"

This voice is...... That old pervert!

Following the sound, it turned out to be the head of the refugee camp in District 8.

Dressed in a blood-stained uniform, his eyes narrowed like that of an old fox, he was walking towards this side step by step.

"District Chief Leng, just a newcomer making trouble, it's enough for me to deal with it."

"If it's just an ordinary trouble, naturally I don't need to intervene...... But, Xiao Song, your arm was bitten by a patient with black spots, right? ”

While speaking, the eyes that the cold district chief had been squinting opened slightly, flashing with a strange brilliance.

Black spot again?

What kind of disease is this, and why is everyone like a great enemy?

Covering the wound with his hand, Song Hui said lightly: "I'm fine, there's no need to worry about the cold district chief." ”

Glancing at the three people gathered around the small stone, Song Hui walked towards the exhaust gas factory.

"These four people will be handed over to the cold district chief to deal with, and I will go back and lie down first."

The cold district chief smiled silently.

However, just as the two were staggering, Song Hui suddenly moved.

Because his right arm is being firmly grasped by the cold district chief.

"I think Xiao Song should go to Camp No. 7 with this little boy to rest."

Want to drive me away?

I've long guessed that you're one of the obstacles to my identity.

With a narrowing of his eyes, Song Hui said lightly: "What if I say no?" ”

Brother Rou said without a smile: "Then I can only gather all the guards of the refugee camp and arrest you." ”

"Where did you get so much power!"

Songhui is the head snake of the exhaust gas factory, and there is still a lot of understanding of this potential obstacle.

Theoretically, the most this old guy could do was to mobilize the guards of Camp 8.

And in the No. 8 refugee camp, he has the potential status and strength to be on an equal footing with the other party!

"Huh? Forgot? ”

The cold district chief glanced at Song Hui strangely.

"It seems that the sequelae of the last battle of the black beast still appeared. Xiao Song, this is the meaning of the upper level, the matter of black spot disease, it is not for me to call the shots. ”

Higher? That's not ...... Five great families!

Now tearing his face with this existence, there is no hope of survival at all.

"Humph!"

After some weighing, with a cold sound, Song Hui did not resist again.

"Very good, come on, take Xiao Song and that little boy to Camp No. 7."