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in an auto parts store.

Chen Xiaowu leaned against the counter and tied it around his neck with inferior black electric tape.

He tried his best to keep [life] in his body, but the blood couldn't stop, bursting out of the adhesive tape, splashing Jin Baye's white hair.

It's November 2, 2018, 5:45 a.m.

- Adams? Viha remained motionless.

His eyes were dark, he was blinded by hemorrhagic blindness, and the tendons of his body were stiff from excessive blood loss.

A hose was stuck in his throat, and a faint breath came out of it.

The brocade mouse looked at Chen Fugui quietly, looking at this foreign guest.

Ah Ba's face was full of blood, and it gently tapped the red slurry at the corner of its mouth with its tongue, and the demonic nature in its heart instantly urged its eyes to turn red.

Adams? Viha struggled, kicked his legs, and retreated in embarrassment, grabbing the spirit sealing card to take Jinba back into the spirit card.

Click-

Ah Ba hugged the spirit card, and the two fangs bit the spirit card out of the crack, its teeth have super-unimaginable destructive power, and it is by no means an ordinary magic weapon, and it can easily bite the spirit card into pieces.

"I don't like to be locked up, Brother Fugui." Ah Ba muttered in a low voice, "Actually...... There was one thing that made me wonder. ”

Xiao Ah Ba hung his head and squatted on Chen Xiaowu's lap.

"If you can still speak, you can definitely solve my doubts. After all, you are a numerologist, a half-immortal envoy sent by heaven to save people in the mortal world, and you will definitely be able to understand the meaning of fate. ”

Chen Xiaowu dipped his fingers in blood and painted blood characters on the floor.

[Closed, it doesn't count.] 】

Ah Ba ignored it and chattered.

"Brother Fugui, for you, is life something that can be given up casually?"

Xiao Wu wrote.

【Fart】

"I'm a goblin who is afraid of death. I didn't know anything, so I was thrown into this place where the bird doesn't, and I couldn't even see the appearance of the enemy, speaking of which, is it my enemy...... Why should I help you? You can't get a penny of benefits, and you may lose your life...... When I dragged the gasoline can, I was trembling with fear and almost peeing out...... How strange is that...... How strange is that...... Could it be, I shouldn't have helped you in the first place, I chose the wrong companion in the first place. ”

Ah Babai was puzzled, and his little red eyes were full of doubt.

"When you were going to give me your life, I felt like you were a madman...... My own life is often out of my own hands, how can I take someone else's life. You think too highly of me...... I can't afford to carry something that heavy. ”

Viha gently rubbed the mouse's head.

Ah Ha continued: "I think that there is nothing more important in the world than [to live], and every life should welcome a natural death, so that it can escape the decree of Hades and the flames of hell, you remind me of one thing...... It's something I had to deal with......"

Pictures flashed in front of Ah Ba's eyes.

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A giant tiger crawled on the ground, rubbing Ah Ba's belly with its paws, and teasing its prey wantonly.

The giant tiger's name is Qiqi, and he has the tails of Aba's seven older brothers in his mouth.

Qi Qi innocently asked, "Be friends with me, right?" ”

Ah Ba nodded with teary eyes and listened to the advice of his brothers.

"Stay alive ......"

"It's better to die than to live......"

"Don't take revenge! It's a gratitude! Hachi, remember! It's a lifesaver! ”

"You have to live."

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More than 300 years ago.

Under the care of the fierce beast, the brocade rat lived well, and even became the white-haired auspicious rui in folklore.

It had forgotten how to write the word "hatred" - Poor Qi used it as the ghost's mascot, tying the rat's hind legs with a thin rope so that it would always be with the ghost.

Even though the rope couldn't tie it down at all, it had no intention of escaping.

At that time, the poor ghost was a banner man. The name is hard to pronounce, it vaguely remembers. It's called Oboi.

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A hundred years ago.

- Ah Ha fled.

It fell off the beam of the Confucius Temple, and tried to look for food on the spiritual platform of the ancestral hall, but could not find anything.

When it was dizzy with hunger, when it heard the earth-shattering sound of artillery fire, and when it heard the threat of thunder,

Only then did I understand that everything had changed,

At this time, Dijiang found it.

Grandpa Dijiang Bird and Ah Ba said.

"Soon, there will be no more gods and demons in the world, and the world will become more interesting and chaotic. It's going to be harder. Why don't you be friends with me? ”

After that, it saw the destruction of life and the blood flowing.

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Twenty-four hours ago.

Hachi bit down on the piece of cheese made of steel.

It looked at the rope under its feet, looked at the [familiar] and [unfamiliar] tiger grandmother in the distance, but its heart had a earth-shaking change.

Exhausted by a Jinhua cat, it returned to square one.

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At this moment.

Ah Ba asked about wealth.

"Hey, fortune teller. What's wrong with me? Why does the body act before you even think about it...... It was just a thin rope that I could easily bite open with my teeth. ”

It looked out at the vast expanse of the world, and the West was a new world for it – a world without natural predators.

At this moment, it only needs to leave this ordinary person behind, and leave a little bit of courage. You can escape to the warm farm and continue to live.

This is where it is puzzled.

"You are the same, before thinking about how to live, the body has already made a choice, and when the knife is stabbed into your throat, I don't see the slightest hesitation in your eyes, why? Why is that? ”

Viha crossed the mouse's head and wrote three words on the ground.

[Because handsome]

His blood was no longer enough for him to write a complete answer, only enough for his [naughty].

The brocade rat jumped off Viha's lap and looked at the three big words over and over again, completely unable to understand the meaning.

It thought back to Grandpa Bird's trust.

"Go to your savior. Dedicate the last bit of light and heat in your life to him/her/it. ”

- It turned its head to stare at Chen Fugui, opened its mouth, revealed its two front teeth, and pulled one of them off.

The front teeth turned into a cell phone, and it rummaged through the address book with its little paws, but it didn't know which number to dial.

Is it [Dijiang]? Or is it [Poor Odd]?

Ignorant rodents ask questions of humans.

"Where do I go?"

It held the mobile phone and shook it in front of Chen Fugui's eyes, but the little fifth brother couldn't see anything now.

It's thinking, it's wandering.

Want to make a call?

To whom?

Tell Dijiang to clean up the mess? What's going on now? Which side should I be on?

Do you want to call Poor Qi? Will it eat me?

Damn it...... Why does this human make me care so much!

- This stinking golden retriever! Why did he throw his life away at me?

"Da-da-"

It heard the sound of its fingers tapping on the ground.

Hearing the prestige, it was three big blood-red characters.

【Stay Alive】

It felt like a cold hand on its head.

Chen Fugui is gently rubbing the flesh and chin of the back of the neck of this little mouse with his thumb.

Before Jinpachi could think about it, the claw had already made a move, and it dialed the communication key, almost at the same time.

Ye Bei crashed into the door of the store from the rain, holding his mobile phone in his hand, and the mobile phone was vibrating wildly.

The caller's ID is called [Dead Mouse].

Ye Bei asked, "Looking for me?" ”

Qi Qi asked, "What about me?" ”

Chen Xiaowu immediately turned over as a salted fish, his desire to survive was so strong that he was not like a mortal, the hose on his neck to help him breathe had fallen off, his face was red, his ears were red, and his eyes were purple.

Five minutes later.

Ye Bei rushed to the hospital with the little fifth brother on his back, and Huan Wei followed closely with the little mouse.

The brocade rat hung in the collar of Grandma Tiger's coat and looked ahead—thinking of the golden-haired man in the ghost's arms, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Little Fifth Brother has a new straw stuck in his neck, which looks like a new funny drink that is circulating among some kind of monsters.

Ah Ba asked worriedly, "Grandma Tiger...... Will he die? ”

Huan Wei replied without thinking: "Of course they will die, everyone will die, it's just that they die early and die late." ”

Ah Ba asked again: "Can he die later?" ”

"Roar?" Ah Huan showed a subtle smile: "What are you thinking?" ”

Ah Ba said bluntly: "I feel a wonderful friendship from this human being. It's the same as Grandma Tiger, you minion...... They are all incredible people. ”

Ye Bei interjected: "Of course." Don't underestimate my teachers. ”

Ah Ba asked again.

"Does he have any other students?"

Huan Wan continued: "Yes, a stupid little girl who lacks a heart. ”

Speaking of girls...... Ye Bei's heart couldn't help but sink.

I don't know what's going on with the stars.

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- Mr. Su Xingchen remained motionless.

His fingers were smoking, his index finger was like a gun, and the muzzle of the black hole was glowing with dark red sparks.

At this moment, he was in the bloody tower of the Tower of London, standing on the pulpit.

Dozens of hood hunters sat in the spacious conference room, one of whom had been blown out of the head by the stars.

Su Xingchen explained: "I just want the whereabouts of the faceless, but he replied with a gun, this is justified defense, right?" ”

An old man in the audience replied: "You actually carried a weapon into the Nightingale headquarters without permission......"

Su Xingchen choked back: "You actually shielded a vampire privately." ”

The hood hunter who had just been shot in the head by the stars, his body had already begun to ignite the flames, and he was thrown out of the door by his fellow hunters.

"I don't like to talk nonsense, you invited me here for two hours of tea. Visiting museums and talking about history, I understand that everyone is engaged in intelligence work. It's not too stupid. Su Xingchen made a simple and concise request: "Hand over the whereabouts of the Faceless Black Wing, Dijiang, and Qiao Mu." ”

The leader replied calmly: "We need time, Agent Su Xingchen, we can't find its whereabouts until the ownership of the cultural heritage of civilization and antiquities is clarified." ”

The meaning of the words clearly stated that the hood had already started Dijiang's idea.

Su Xingchen asked, "Is this your personal opinion?" Or the opinion of England as a whole? ”

The old man said, "...... This is just my humble opinion, and it does not represent my country, nor does it represent my colleagues. ”

Su Xingchen asked politely, "Sir, who are you?" ”

"Professor at Prince College of Business and Law, Executive Manager of the London branch of Comp."

Su Xingchen picked up the teacup and poured a cup of hot tea soup on the old man.

In just an instant, the old man's body was ablaze, and a terrible scream rang out in the conference room.

Xingchen put away the cross in the teacup, and the improvised holy water effect was outstanding.

At the same time, the hunters drew their guns and pointed them at the star's head.

This group of guys, there is no reaction when the companion dies, and the investor immediately pulls out the gun when he dies, which is too real.

Xingchen shouted angrily: "You are soldiers, why did you find a soft bone merchant to negotiate with me?" Is the hunter's priority a numbers game that can be calculated by one plus one and one minus one? Get a businessman to talk? ”

The audience was silent, and most of the hunters had a strange light unique to the red pupils of the Blood Clan.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sunlight sprinkled on the floor of the conference hall through the gaps in the curtains, Su Xingcai smoked silently, without saying a word, the evil wolf on his side swallowed the clouds and spitted fog, one paw had already hung the curtain, ready to burn the jade at any time.

Out of the hunter came a burly and tall strong man, not low in rank, with a majestic countenance, who reported himself to his home.

"I'm Pope? Wellington, also George? A student of Joseph, he was a hunter in the hood. ”

"Okay Bob, you can go on." Su Xingchen quickly said venomously: "Don't care, my head is not very bright, I can't remember my name for too long, Xiaobo is my affectionate name for you." Foreign friends who are willing to communicate well are my good friends, listen well, I love you very much. ”

Pop's face was grim: "About George? The private placement documents and hunting missions sent by Joseph to Tianshu are all fiction and pure fabrication. ”

Su Xingchen pulled the chamber of his index finger to reset the silver bullet to be fired, and he pointed angrily at Pop's head: "Then what do I see?" Am I hallucinating in the dark arts? You vampires......"

Once the skin is torn, things are not easy to discuss.

Many of the hunters in the field had already quietly pulled the ram, ready to send the bullet into Su Xingchen's head.

"Possibly! - It's the dark arts. Pop's expression suddenly became exaggerated, and he shouted loudly, asking his colleagues to put away their weapons: "It is very likely that he has been hit by the Black Devil *** Dun has no blood!" There are no vampires, Mr. George's mental state is very poor, and even the doctor said that he is very wrong, and hopes that Agent Su Xingchen can investigate the matter thoroughly. ”

Su Xingchen retracted his limbs and gently tapped the big red table on the podium.

He pondered for a long time, pondering the words.

- The hood has changed, and under the influence of Di Jiang, it has become a chaotic and disorderly private army.

"Speaking of cultural heritage."

Su Xingchen put on a smiling face, and when facing this group of hunters who ostensibly served the British royal family, he had to put away his violent temper.

He asked tentatively, "Are you sure it's really some strange fallen angel?" ”

Pop shrugged his shoulders and asked his fellow hunters beside him, "Did you hear that?" Agent Su Xingchen is asking us? What do our paleontologists say? ”

The pitch became lively.

"That's right! That's right! It's a turkey! ”

"Round, four wings!"

"It's a fallen angel."

"Flying, feathered! Black feathers. ”

Pop turned his head and looked at the stars with an innocent face.

Su Xingchen applauded the hunters: "Then you are really ice and snow smart, well-informed, discerning, courageous and strategic!" ”

This string of idioms is testing the hunters' Chinese and their loyalty.

Pope said cruelly: "Agent Su Xingchen, don't forget the national border of the motherland. ”

Su Xingchen also said with his mouth: "We have been sitting on this chessboard for more than 5,000 years, and the opponents have changed countless times, do you want to sit on the opposite side?" ”

The war of words over the negotiation clichés of the spirit troops continues.

At the other end of the Tower of London, in the Visitor Lounge of the Treasure Hall.

Reki sat in a gorgeous red cotton chair in the hall, wearing her little LO skirt. She was getting ready to spend the early morning on her first day of vacation.

There were desserts, tea, music, pets, quiet and cozy.

Until an uninvited guest knocked on the hall door.

Chen Xiaowu's second student, Wang Lingxi, spoke softly at this time, following the polite appearance of the nobles, and called out a sentence.

“Please come in。 (Please enter)"

A young waiter walked in outside the door, saying that he was a waiter, but he was dressed completely differently from the waiter.

He pushed a dining cart, his clothes were rich and bright, his top hat and tuxedo adorned his healthy and toned body, and his face was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, he was a half-old child, with red hair and red eyes.

Lingxi nodded, and the deer in her heart fluttered and jumped, for fear of losing people abroad.

She carefully selected a plate of pastries from the dining car.

The waiter didn't say a word, but stood by the gate, chatting with the general affairs outside the door.

Waiter: "It looks like Miss Wang is very happy." ”

General Affairs: "Keep up the good work, we need to do more than that. ”

Waiter: "Give me a new assignment, sir." ”

General Affairs: "Go get her phone and let us have multiple members." ”

The general affairs officer is Chinese, and Ling Xi can hear them communicating in Chinese, discussing how to serve her Chinese guest well.

And she had nothing to do, flipping through the mission information of Agent Xingchen.

When she turned to the page of the arbor, she suddenly raised her head.

Outside the hall door, through the crack in the door.

The general affairs department was smiling at her.

The face was exactly the same as the portrait on the mission objective.

It is the arbor.

He bowed to Reiki.

"Welcome."