In the corner of the Star Café, a middle-aged uncle held a pen in his left hand, scribbling something on a blank piece of paper.

"An Ying, this life-saving ghost, what a headache!"

The more he wrote, the more he had a headache, and the middle-aged uncle stretched out his calloused thick hand and rubbed his eyebrows, scolding in his mouth.

Putting down the pen and taking a sip of coffee, the middle-aged uncle breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at his summary of An Ying on the paper as calmly as possible.

Members of the Mindfulness Alliance:

Ann Shadow

Characteristics: Soul sufferer, content with the status quo, young man who can't communicate, dead fish eyes, twitching at the corners of his mouth

Sixth Sense: Awakened

Mana: Unawakened

Note: Be sure to tidy him up after joining!

This style of writing is very his, and before An Ying agreed to join, he included An Ying in his special operations team......

Staring at a couple walking out of the café, the middle-aged uncle suddenly wanted to pull the sister next door who had a good relationship with An Ying into the organization, and then coerced and lured An Ying.

But he immediately rejected the plan, and the Mind-Aware Alliance, an official and confidential organization, was not something that ordinary people could join.

He lowered his head in sorrow, and the uncle stared at his paper in a daze.

After looking at the line of unawakened consciousness for a while, the sadness between the middle-aged uncle's eyebrows gradually relaxed. He touched his beard, which he thought was very emotional: "Stinky boy, you are still in the dangerous period of not opening the end of the consciousness, I see how long you can last without my protection!" ”

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Hello!

An Ying, who was trying to summarize the data on the keyboard in the company, sneezed for no reason, and he kneaded his nose, wondering if someone was cursing him.

Seeing that no one around him was paying attention to his insignificant sneezing, he threw himself back into his work.

As everyone knows, in the corner where few people pass, a strange thing that no one notices is staring at him with eyes like looking at a dead fish.

He also didn't know that there was an unstable aura that the middle-aged uncle called an aura that the middle-aged uncle called an aura, because he hadn't yet become a true mind-conscious, and this unrestrained aura was exactly the favorite food of weird things.

Late at night, Anying left work as usual, but to his strange surprise, the last train, which was supposed to appear about ten minutes after he arrived at the platform, was delayed.

"Hiss......"

The streetlights on both sides of the sidewalk flickered and flickered, and with the sound of a snake spitting out a letter behind him, An Ying immediately realized that he might have encountered another strange incident.

He jerked back in a defensive stance, staring nervously at the broken billboard.

"Just fine......"

Whispering to himself, An Ying's scalp tingled, and the sound of snakes spitting letters came from around him.

If it's really just a snake, An Ying is not afraid. The main thing is that these experiences are telling him that it is likely that something strange has appeared around him again.

He glanced at the dimly lit highway against the street lamps, and there seemed to be something strange staring at him in the darkness with no end in sight.

Pounding ......

His heart beat faster, and An Ying gritted his teeth and decided not to wait for the bus any longer, because his instinct told him that if he continued to wait, he might die here.

Didn't the uncle say that his recent hunch would be very accurate? Then he can't stay here!

After looking at the sidewalks on both sides of the road for a moment by the faint light of the street lamp, An Ying quickly ran from the unmanned highway to the opposite street, scanning the QR code at the small yellow and small blue cars.

He swept several small yellow cars and small blue cars in a row, and all kinds of problems such as broken chains, broken pedals, unable to unlock, and stuck tires followed.

"This group of young people who have no public morality are really angry with me!"

With a broken sentence in his mouth, An Ying complained and at the same time felt that something strange was approaching him in the darkness.

If the middle-aged uncle heard his complaints, he would definitely laugh at him, a young man with no sense of justice, who deserved it.

As time passed, An Ying's premonition of danger became stronger and stronger, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, who had never been able to drive a bicycle without problems.

The last one, if it's broken, won't drive it!

At this time, An Ying's back was also soaked with nervous sweat, and his hand holding the mobile phone was shaking incessantly.

At this moment, a pair of bloodied hands fell on his shoulders, and only snakes licked his face.

An Ying really couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying appearance the strange thing behind him was, he subconsciously closed his eyes and grabbed the hands and threw them back.

The unbelievable happened, that strange thing was thrown out dozens of meters away by An Ying.

An Ying didn't notice the growth of his strength, and in the nick of hope, he quickly swept the last car with his phone and rode it to give it a try.

Riding the wind under his feet, An Ying finally drove a bicycle that could still be ridden after a lot of hard work. He felt the urge to burst into tears, but he held back because he felt something strange behind him still following him.

He didn't dare to look back, he didn't dare to think, he only knew that the strange thing chasing him had human-like wizened and bloody hands, and the snake letter of a poisonous snake.

The strange thing behind him was in hot pursuit, and there was no sign of being thrown away, and a man in a suit holding a rose appeared at the intersection in front of An Ying, and he couldn't help but slowly widen his eyes.

The man holding the rose in his hand was not in the same direction as An Ying, but when he saw An Ying speeding towards him on a bicycle, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction with An Ying.

"Get out of the way!"

An Ying, who had always been law-abiding, didn't want to kill him, so he hurriedly turned, hoping to bypass the man.

In the next second, something creepy happened again......

The figure of the man holding the rose flashed like a ghost, and a few flashes appeared in front of An Ying, and grinned strangely at him.

At this moment, An Ying felt that his breathing and heartbeat had stopped. He didn't know what words to use to describe his state of mind at the moment, and just when he thought he was going to be killed by the ghostly man, the bicycle under his feet carried him through the man's body.

After passing through the man's body, he subconsciously turned his head, and a disgusting image came into his eyes.

The indescribable monster, which resembles a human snake and is easily torn into blood clots of minced flesh by a man holding a rose, is scattered on the road.

The palm of the man's right hand was facing upwards, and the scattered blood clots condensed into disgusting balls of flesh in his palm in an extremely strange way.

Tick tock!

Sticky black blood dripped down the man's hand and fell to the ground, and the terrifying picture made people unbearable to look at directly.

As if sensing that An Ying was looking at him, the man threw an inexplicable smile at him, grinned, and slowly sent the ball of flesh and blood held in his palm upward.

An Ying instantly understood what the man wanted to do in front of him, and he didn't dare to continue looking, he retracted his gaze and struggled to pedal his bicycle away from this terrifying area.

As he walked away, the premonition of danger in his heart gradually faded. He didn't let his guard down because of this, and he still rode his bicycle nervously.

It wasn't until he got home and threw himself on the familiar big bed that the boulder that had been hanging in his heart fell down.

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