Chapter 79 will be wrong
"Don't believe it!" Bai Sang reminded on the side, "He's not a human. The brain is different from ours. β
"Lao Bai, how do you speak?" Ku Ye glared at him, "You tell her about business!" β
"......" Bai Sang looked at him speechlessly, waiting for his follow-up.
"I forgot."
"Tell me about you, what else can you remember?" Bai Sang looked at him with hatred, "Next time you go out, don't say it's a member of the Crow Society." β
"Then someone has to believe it!" He touched the ring on his hand, and the red gem sparkled like blood.
"That's not right!" Yan He scratched his head, "You still lied to me." Didn't Gu Anya go out of the country through the power of the Mo family? She should be with you! How could you not know Qu'an? β
"Which killer have you ever seen kill people in groups?" Bai Sang looked at the table, as if thinking about something.
"You?" Ku Ye glanced at him meaningfully, as if he had guessed something, he looked at the ring on his hand and took a deep breath. "Anyway, I haven't shown my face, and I'm not the only one who has this ring."
"Judge, it looks like you're being wanted!" Yan He touched the head of the black cat and looked at him with interest, "I found that you are very good at getting stuck in time every time you return to China, are you here to avoid trouble?" β
"Clever, but you're wrong." He smiled, "Because there is still a Grim Reaper above me, I just use a brush to stamp and write my name when I have time." β
"The Grim Reaper is Gu Anya?"
"Wrong." Ku Ye smiled even more happily, "Don't guess." You can't even think of it if you want to break your head, maybe, I can give you a bottom.
Death cannot be killed. β
"Because there are a lot of deaths?" She thought of something, "Xiao He is your next target?" Is he the next Grim Reaper? β
"Now." He sighed, "You're so clever that you don't notice what kind of people are written in the name of the Grim Reaper?" β
"Half-dead?" She said.
She remembered that the "Grim Reaper" and the "Doctor" were very characteristic of killing.
The people hanging under the avatar of the "Grim Reaper" are people who have not had a chance to live for a few years before their lives, and their deaths are all accidental deaths without flaws, as if the real "Grim Reaper" came to take their lives. As for the "doctors", most of the people who died under his hands were social tumors, and as for why they were called "doctors", it was that the dead at the scene all died under the dissection of a scalpel.
"Yes." He nodded, "How is your brother doing now?" β
"You're saying that the reason why the Grim Reaper doesn't die is because he lives longer?" She sat stunned, still thinking he was lying. "It's impossible, if you want to continue your life, you have to live a life, those are all people who are dying!
You're killing so many people just for the money, aren't you? Even if there are many people who die, but there is still an oversupply, they will still die.
You're still not telling me the truth. β
"Little girl, what more truth do you have to hear!" Bai Sang knocked on the table, and his sense of rhythm was much better. "Come, brother, tell you.
This black crow, his brain is not very good, and he is easy to forget things when no one is around. β
"Look at it." Yan He seemed to grasp the point, "Just say that you still lie to me, Bai Sang knows that Gu Anya is staying by your side, why are you following Xiao He?" β
"Do you have to know?"
"Yes."
"Then, let's talk about it when everyone is here!"
"Come to Qi? Are you waiting for Luan Yi? β
"Not waiting for him." The black cat opened its mouth for the first time in a long time, and the door creaked open.
Luan Yi was followed by a figure with a slender figure, dressed like an Arab in a black robe, with only a pair of amber eyes visible.
"She's coming." Luan Yi frowned when he saw a few wine glasses on the table, and then leaned over to Bai Sang and sniffed, holding the black cat with a disgusted look and dodging.
"Huh." The woman took in everything and sat beside Xiao He with a sneer.
"Done?"
"It's over." Listening to the accent like a Chinese, she shook her body and pulled out a bag of sand from her sleeve, and dumped it on the table.
The sand on the table seemed to be guided by some magical power, suddenly rising and falling like a startled wave, and finally leaving a complex pattern on the table.
The woman looked at Kuye and said in a deep voice, "Do you understand?" β
"Understood." Ku Ye nodded, "This trip is not easy, right?" β
"It's okay! It's a lot more Liso than last time. She also looked at the wine glass on the table like Luan Yi and was stunned, "Yo, what about the bet?" This time, who lives and who dies? β
"Don't ask that question." Ku Ye wiped the sand off, put it in a cloth bag and handed it to her. "Ah Yanke is looking at us, it's not good to bully people."
"That's right." The woman nodded and looked at the camera on the door and said, "White Crow, you are living more and more." β
"Huh?" Since the beating woman came in, Bai Sang has begun to be absent-minded.
Although Yan He is the same, she is more uncomfortable. But Bai Sang always felt that this woman felt more and more familiar the more he looked at it, and he had been married to her, although her mask had not been taken off, but this hunch in his heart made him more and more worried.
"Let's wait until we're done with this battle, and then you two will calculate it!" What calculations Ku Ye had in his heart, Bai Sang had no way of knowing, but he also knew that he was afraid that he would be miserable later.
"Drinking is a mistake!" The woman snorted inexplicably.
"Your name is Yan He, right?"
"Yes." was suddenly named, and Yan He was very uncomfortable. She could also see that this woman had a lot of background, and although she didn't understand the sand painting just now, she also knew that she was involved in something she shouldn't have entered.
"You want to protect Xiao He?"
"Hmm." Isn't this nonsense? She thought to herself.
"Nonsense indeed." The woman seemed to be able to read minds, "You don't have to look at me in such a panic. I have no ill will towards you, I just want you to help with something. β
"What's the matter?"
"I'm afraid you're going to the beach, Xiao He is there."
"But?" Yan He saw that Bai Sang was shaking her head at herself, but she still said bluntly, "Isn't that fake?" β
"When the real is fake, the fake is also true." She smiled and winked at Bai Sang, "Sure enough, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass!" You really haven't changed, and you're still the one who dares to say anything. β
"......" Bai Sang was choked speechless, and always felt that something was wrong.
He looked at his little follower Luan Yi, but saw that he was sitting far away from him, and he didn't look at him. Now, he is even more jealous of this woman's origin.
"Don't you want to know why Yan Geng stayed and named him Xiao He?"
"Because he had met a person, to be precise, a portrait of a person, that person was exactly the same as Xiao Hechang. The Yan family is the most proud protΓ©gΓ© of the ancestors, and in addition to continuing their lives, they also have an innate ability to predict.
At that time, he knew that there was a person named Xiao He who would come out to interrupt Qimen's plan, and it just so happened that such a person appeared at Ah Yan's funeral. He would be wrong, and he thought that he would be the real Xiao He, so he hypnotized him and let him use it for himself. β
"You guys, what a look!" Yan He smiled, "One will be wrong, and the other will be misunderstood." Who are you, and how do you know so clearly? β