Chapter XXIX

The gloomy man said in a trembling voice: "You ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he tilted his head and burped.

Wen Jin withdrew his hand, and the gloomy man's body fell sideways with his movements, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

His eyes were wide open, as if he were dead.

Wen Jin let out a long breath, and in this way, this incident ended successfully.

At least for now.

He stood in front of the gloomy man's body and reached out kindly to help him close his eyes.

I'm such a kind person, he thought to himself.

Closing his eyes, he let go......

His eyelids opened again, and he was stared at faintly by the dead man, and even Wen Jin couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Reaching out and closing it again, Wen Jin let go of his hand, his eyelids opened again, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes, which made Wen Jin get goosebumps.

"Hey, although I know that I am sneaking up on a seriously injured person, and winning is a bit disgraceful, but the death of a person is empty, take it with you, don't worry about me after you die!"

After that, Wen Jin simply ignored the gloomy man's eyes, stepped over his body, and walked towards the center of the courtyard.

"Hey, if I were you, I wouldn't be so reckless in using the remnants of the blood sacrifice."

The cold hair suddenly rose, and the person who spoke was like a ghost, and he ran behind Wen Jin at some point, and he didn't even notice that his intuition was strong.

After a while, I was afraid that it would come out of Wen Jin's heart...... If the other party has malicious intentions towards him, the consequences are unimaginable.

He turned his head and shouted sharply, "Who!?" ”

I saw a black shadow leaning against the wall, one leg swinging down, shaking unconsciously.

The other party was wearing a mask. Somehow, Wen Jin could feel the person smiling through the mask.

"Do you want to know who I am? Yes, as long as it doesn't scare you. The man took off his mask, and behind it was a face covered in scars.

Noodles.

Wen Jin: "......"

"Cut, you thought something was wrong, just a little scarred face could scare me? No matter how we say it, we are all people who have seen big scenes, don't underestimate me, hey! ”

The face master was stunned for a moment, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Give me some face, just like the people who saw me before, whether you are scared or not, at least pretend to be a shocked face!" ”

"Don't pretend!" Wenjin tsundere.

"If you don't pretend, you won't pretend." The face man compromised.

At this moment, a black shadow jumped out of the courtyard wall, standing on the wall like a nimble monkey.

It is Erjian.

At this time, Er Jianzheng had a resentful expression on his face - he couldn't help but be resentful, and he said that he would not care about this blood sacrifice, but the face man secretly ran back halfway through, causing him to look for it for a long time.

"Remember to sue me next time you run away, do you hear me?" Er Jian used his unique juvenile voice to express his deep resentment like a resentful woman, living like a little daughter-in-law who was left behind.

"I heard, I heard!" The face raised his hands to admit defeat.

Wen Jin's face under the wall was solemn, and from his angle, he could clearly see the black clothes worn by the two of them, which proved that the two of them were in the same organization as the two men in black, and they were even stronger.

"I don't know if my life ends here today." Wen Jin's face was sad and indignant.

The face looked at Wen Jin with a heavy face curiously, what's the matter, he hasn't said anything yet, why is he about to cry?

He thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "Don't be afraid, we don't have the habit of wiping our butts for the waste of failure...... I'm here for one thing only. ”

He paused and continued, "You, would you like to join our organization?" ”

Wen Jin's expression eased, and he said without thinking: "I don't want to." ”

Mian Ye still looked curious: "Answer so quickly, why?" ”

"Because I don't want to be in the same league as you." Wen Jin's face was calm.

The face was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Are you in the same stream?" Interesting, interesting. ”

His voice gradually weakened, as if he was saying to himself: "Are you in the same stream......

He raised his head and looked at Wen Jin seriously: "Even if you are in danger of losing your life, are you still unwilling to go along with 'us'?" ”

Wen Jin thought for a while and gave an affirmative answer: "Yes." ”

The face man looked at Wen Jin meaningfully: "Interesting, this is the best answer I got today." ”

"That's it!" The face stood up and stood on the wall, curiosity fading from his face, and the tiredness that could not be concealed crawled all over it, "Since you are so interesting, I will spare your life today......"

He paused, and his tiredness became even stronger: "Then, goodbye." ”

"I don't see you." Wen Jin grunted.

The face smiled, grinning to make his scarred face even more terrifying, but it tore at his burnout...... It seems that facing Wen Jin's tease has alleviated the wound in his heart.

He pointed to his ear and smiled, "I heard it all." ”

With that, he leaped backwards, jumped off the wall, and disappeared into the evening night.

Erjian smiled brightly at Wen Jin, and wanted to jump off the wall.

"Wait a minute!" Wen Jin hurriedly shouted.

Erjian stopped and looked at him strangely: "What's the matter?" ”

"You're so small, don't follow this terrorist organization and die for them." Wen Jin felt that he was good to Er Jian in his heart, he felt very good, he felt like an angel-

"Nope." Erjian shook his head.

"Don't, you're still so young, you should have your own ...... life," Wen Jin persuaded.

"Nope." Er Jian showed a smile, at this moment, his smile was full of vitality, just like a teenager, "You got it wrong......"

“…… I'm not following the organization, it's the face. ”

With that, he smiled at Wen Jin, waved his hand, jumped off the wall, and melted into the night dressed in black.

Sending Er Jian away, Wen Jin was in a complicated mood. Both of them should belong to the same organization, an organization that includes the two men in black at the beginning.

Looking at the way the two men in black acted, no matter how evil this organization looks, it is not a good class at first glance, and it can be said that everyone has blood on their hands when they can do a blood sacrifice to a town.

But in the two people just now, Wen Jin couldn't see anything evil.

Maybe it's because they disguise themselves well, and their true selves are hidden under a mask? Or are they showing true temperament, and there is a problem with Wen Jin's judgment of this organization?

No one knows, and no one knows.

The real answer may be hidden in the story of the face man, hidden in his tired face.

Wen Jin shook his head and didn't care about it. The most important thing at the moment is to find the uncle's daughter.

Wen Jin walked to the middle of the courtyard and ignored the warning of the face master, uncovering the mummy's shroud inch by inch.

Underneath the shroud was Wen Jin's very familiar face.