Time went back a little, Fu Bin was carrying a backpack, he didn't even take off the mask on his face, and walked on the street at night in a panic, now his mind was in a mess, and after simply packing up some things, he ran out of the house, with no destination, just trying to escape from there.

No matter what the reason, he killed his father with his own hands, moral condemnation, and the majesty of the law made him flee there in a hurry, and walked out of the city in a panic, and then when he passed by an alley, because he was wearing a black mask, those damn gangsters actually laughed at himself, which made all his memories of being bullied in the past surface.

Black substance overflowed from his skin, enveloping it, and the out-of-control consciousness only wanted to vent, and the black plankton drifted around like black smoke, and these black substances condensed into tentacles under Fu Bin's frantic consciousness, grabbing several gangsters.

Ade, who was on the phone, dropped the mobile phone in his hand not far away, Fu Bin rushed towards a gangster who was bound by black tentacles in pitch black, and attacked his head mercilessly, while those who were restrained by the tentacles of those plankton combinations could only face the abuse of the other party powerlessly.

Those plankton formed different shapes according to Fu Bin's mind, and at the same time, Fu Bin also endured the messy information from all the plankton, and became more violent, holding a pitch-black long sword composed of plankton, the long sword kept flying plankton, as if igniting a black flame, and under his physical fitness strengthened by plankton and shadow magic, a sword cut Ade's foot, causing him to fall to the ground.

At this time, Zheng Long's call came, and after Ade who fell to the ground answered the phone with difficulty, he only said a few words, and was stabbed to death by Fu Bin with a sword, and stepped on the mobile phone with one foot, and the black plankton returned to Fu Bin's body like black smoke, and his consciousness was awake again.

Only this time he didn't run away, but stood at the bloody scene and cried and said: "It's not my fault, it's their fault, they are the garbage of society, I'm just cleaning up the garbage, all this garbage should be damned, all should be cleaned up!"

Most people make excuses for themselves at the first moment when they do something wrong, they always like to make their behavior right, and Fu Bin, who killed people twice in a row because of emotional uncontrollability, also began to make excuses for himself at this time.

The reason why I killed my father was just because he was a scumbag, and the reason why I killed these gangsters was because they were the garbage of society, so Fu Bin found an excuse to let his excesses have a "right" reason, and gradually brainwashed himself, hypnotized himself, and put himself as a righteous cleaner.

Thinking like this, Fu Bin was wiped with a handful of blood on the ground by the hands of the black plankton, stopped his trembling body, and even wrote a few big words on the wall with a sickly smile: "Gangsters deserve to die!"

Because of this self-hypnosis, Fu Bin began to identify with his own behavior, and his chaotic thinking became clear because of the panic, first of all, although this place is relatively remote, but the four dead people can't hide it, and he doesn't have so much time to clean up the scene.

The good news is that there is no monitoring on the part of the road that comes out of the house, it is the middle of the night when I walk out, there is no one, and I also wear a mask, clothes and backpacks are very ordinary, when I just cleaned up the dregs, there has been a black substance package on my hands, and there are no fingerprints or hair left, that is to say, as long as some of the back hands are cleaned up, then I will not be found.

There is also the scum of the family, he drinks heavily at home all the year round, and occasionally goes out either to gamble or to prostitute, there is no neighborhood relationship at all, even if he doesn't see anyone for half a month, no one will be worried, as long as this clothes and the garbage at home are cleaned up, then my righteous identity will not be exposed.

So Fu Bin returned the same way again, in order to mislead the surveillance, he also controlled the black substance to increase the height under his feet, and fattened his body a little, although this is inconsistent with the time he came, it will cause doubts, but it can also mislead some people.

Fu Bin, who was always observing the surroundings, returned to the unmonitored residential area where he lived in a frightened manner, the monitoring of this kind of place has long been scrapped, and there is no managed property, so when he saw that there was no one, Fu Bin returned to his "home" very boldly.

Fu Bin looked at the house that was a little messy because of his own things, took a breath, and began to clean up the house calmly, and finally when he opened the door of his house, he saw his father, no, the piece of garbage was gone.

In an instant, Fu Bin's cold sweat flowed out, his first reaction was that the garbage was not dead, and then immediately reacted again, if the garbage was not dead, then with his injuries, he must call an ambulance, it is quiet here, it is not like there are traces of an ambulance.

So Fu Bin bit his lip and said calmly: "Come out, you give me the mask and help me clean up the garbage, so you don't even dare to meet!"

"So, Fu Bin, what do you want?" the shadow assassin said in a cold voice as he looked at the young boy in front of him, who was forced to calm down, and walked out of a corner.

"Sure enough, it's you, what is your intention in handing over the mask to me?" The black substance on Fu Bin's body surged, and he said viciously, his tone was full of worry and greed, his heart changed rapidly in a short period of time, from the panic at the beginning, to now the self-proclaimed righteous social garbage cleaner, it is the black mask that supports all this, he doesn't want to and can't lose the mask, and now that the original owner of the mask is here, how can he not worry.

"You don't need to be nervous, that mask is yours!" The shadow assassin looked at the plankton that changed with Fu Bin's mind, nodded and said, "Now you at least have a bit of a host." ”

"The mask you are wearing is the Mask of God, there are seven pieces in total, and my face is one of them. The Shadow Assassin said solemnly, "And each mask will bring different abilities to the host, and although I am also one of the hosts of the mask, I am also the custodian of all the masks of the gods. ”

"Every once in a while, we, the custodians, will send out the mask and give it to the corresponding host, and we will not care what the host does with it, but will help the mask host to gain a foothold in the early stage. ”

"The only thing we need is that you keep using the mask,......" the Shadow Assassin said earnestly.

"Is that so?" Fu Bin muttered, the ambition in his heart was also aroused, looking at the dark world outside the window, he smiled sickly: "Then let me change this world, clean up the dregs of those societies, and become the god of justice in this world!"