I've never considered myself overly pessimistic, even though I've been inexplicably insecure for as long as I can remember.

In my bones, there seems to be a special resilience to think that as long as the worst thing doesn't happen completely, people really don't need to be too suspicious.

So, thinking that I am surrounded by several people, it is obviously not that I am seriously suspicious.

It's just because the 'taste', or temperament, of those people is too similar to the fierce man behind me.

The image of us on the side street was not normal, although I wiped and washed away some of the blood, the feeling of stiffness in my hair was probably that there were blood clots that were beginning to coagulate on top of my hair.

As for the fierce man, with a torn sheet wrapped around his hand, he was naturally not a normal image.

However, no one paid attention to the people who were hurrying in the streets, and I was hoping that someone suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and not even a small 'accident' happened.

"You'd better not think about it, just hand you over, and my mission will be done. I've always hated people who sabotage my mission, and if I do, even if you get out safely in the future, maybe I'll get you in trouble if I don't get paid for it. "When I stood on the street and observed, it took less than two seconds.

The fierce man behind him suddenly stepped forward, put his arm around my shoulders, and whispered in my ear as if he were a very good personal friend of mine.

The gun was held through the shirt of his T-shirt and was deliberately held against my back.

"Let's go." He held this position and whispered something to me.

I smiled helplessly, and watched the people I had suspected before approaching us as if they were very random, and the white van parked not far away also started to start, reversing in this direction.

"I'll go, but please don't get so close to me, you're not a woman." I also whispered that in the worst-case scenario, a light-hearted joke won't affect anything, what I need is calm.

The fierce man was obviously stunned for a moment, but he let go of the hand that was holding my shoulder and said, "Heh, it's kind of interesting." If you weren't the target of the mission, I'd recommend you to do the same career as me. ”

Mercenaries? Doesn't sound as interesting as the Demon Hunter, I thought to myself, but the sentence didn't come out of my mind.

Sometimes people who are too judgmental can be alert, and it's already bad, but I can't make it worse because of that.

The sun in the sky is the most vicious time in the afternoon, and I can't help but squint my eyes when the sun is shining in the short distance, and the wound on the top of my head also feels a hot pain, and there is still a feeling of weakness in my body, I didn't recover, and I was injured again, it should be the body protesting against me, right?

Otherwise, how can you step on the stiff street and feel like you are stepping on cotton? If I hadn't supplemented the food before, would I have fainted by now?

I glanced up at the scorching sun, and at this moment a few steps away, we had come under the window of the small room where I had been staying, and when I looked up, I saw the window of the room before me, and a figure was looking at us walking down the street, with a pale gray mist lying on his shoulder, and then it quickly flashed through the window.

It's just that the gray mist is floating towards us, the corners of my mouth are slightly hooked with a smile, my spiritual sense is poor, but in the end, I can cultivate, and the foundation is better than that of ordinary people, not to mention the years of cultivation, even if I don't open the eyes of the sky, how much will be inspired, I understand too well that the most basic form of the spirit body is the gray-white mist.

Of course, what I can see is that they are not deliberately 'hidden', or if they are deliberately trying to come into contact with us.

This reason is very simple, there are so many spirits, not to mention the day, let's just say the night, ordinary people walking in remote places can not feel but deliberately find the door, even ordinary people, can feel it, the spiritual sense is slightly better, and even can be seen vaguely.

So, I could see a pale gray mist, and it couldn't have been easier, it was the fleeting figure in the window that deliberately created it, as if it were no longer hidden.

Who is that figure? I probably already knew it in my heart, but I didn't expect that there would be such a means or that this was not a Taoist method of being upright, but that there were some 'evil' methods.

I naturally lowered my head, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the gray mist had fallen within five meters of us at a very fast speed, and the surrounding aura became a little cold, which was a normal experience, and I could clearly see that under the gray mist was a child's pale face and empty body.

I don't have any particular feelings of fear, otherwise it would be nonsense to deliberately go to all kinds of so-called haunted houses, especially to see spirits.

I can't tell what this is,? It's not like I can only say that I have seen too little, but it was only for a moment, and the gray mist suddenly rushed to the man behind me and wrapped around his body.

"X, it's a hot day." The fierce man behind me suddenly cursed, and when I turned around, I saw him shivering, the gray mist had completely wrapped around his body, and his pale little face was on his shoulder, and his expression was slightly painful.

Of course, I understand this kind of suffering, the spirit body and the person are yin and yang, naturally mutually exclusive, yin qi will bring people bad feelings, but an adult man with vigorous flesh will also bring extremely bad feelings to the spirit body.

Therefore, some people with strong blood are born to ward off evil spirits, which is such a truth.

It's just who is stronger and who is weak!

And how can the spirits made by the Taoists be comparable to ordinary spirits? Although the little face was painful, it still firmly entangled the fierce man, and the man's face suddenly turned pale under my gaze, and the gray mist began to squeeze into his body.

He himself naturally felt that something was wrong, subconsciously frowned, and began to struggle and resist the form that came out of the table was just stunned on the spot, his face kept changing, and the look in his eyes was sometimes sober, sometimes confused

I stopped and subconsciously looked around the street, it had only been ten seconds since the incident, but apparently the men who surrounded us had noticed that something was wrong and began to speed up their pace towards us.

I don't understand anymore that I'm a fool, and the gray mist is clearly trying to get on the fierce man's body.

It's just that this is not an easy thing to do, after all, mercenaries are a group of strong-willed guys, and the stronger the will and the more vigorous the yang energy, the more difficult it is for the spirit body to do such a thing.

What should I do? Do you run away now, or do you pretend that nothing is happening? The opportunity is fleeting, and if I make the wrong choice, then maybe things will change even more irreversibly. Because, I can't tell if those men also have guns on them.

At this time, the other man closest to us was already less than five meters away from us, and the van was already parked less than five meters away from us.

At this time, the gray mist completely entered the man's body, and his face suddenly showed a strange pain, and his eyeballs suddenly rolled up, and then returned to normal, but the eyeballs kept turning upward, looking a little weird.

It's just that he calmly took out a pair of black sunglasses from his belt and put them on his face, and the next moment the man who walked in front of him had already walked in front of him, slapped him on the shoulder, and glared at me fiercely, which meant to make me be honest.

I responded to his innocent and frightened look, and from the moment the gray mist squeezed into the man's body, I already knew in my heart what I should do, and this appearance was nothing more than acting.

"Lao Yin, you?" Obviously, he was more worried about his companions, and my honest expression pleased him as well.

"It's okay, I don't know if that girl was too fierce yesterday, I just felt a little bad." At this time, the fierce man wearing sunglasses replied to the man as if nothing had happened, and his voice was a little strange and hoarse.

"I think you did it too hard yesterday? Got a cold, right? The man laughed and teased.

If it was a phone call, I would definitely be suspicious of such a voice, but if it was face-to-face, how could ordinary people think that their companion was 'ghosted'?

The man named Lao Yin smiled awkwardly, didn't make a sound, just pointed at me, raised his hand, and obviously signaled to get me into the car.

His companion naturally understood, stepped forward, and pushed me, I was naturally very cooperative and honest, and some fearfully walked towards the white van, if that old Yin was awake now, he would definitely have some suspicions, when he dealt with me, I was not such an 'honest' guy.

Or maybe I was too slow, and the moment I got into the car, I was pushed into the car by someone behind me.

There was a big stout man waiting in the car, and when he saw me get in the car, he said to me, "Be honest"

Before I could answer, I was sandwiched between two big men who got into the car behind me, one of them had a normal body temperature, and the other was a little chilly, and the one with chills was naturally Lao Yin.

I didn't move, knowing that the opportunity was already there, and all I was waiting for was the moment of the explosion!

In the end, a total of five men came up in the car, plus me and the driver, a total of seven people, and after the van was full, of course, the car began to start quickly, and I didn't know which direction to drive.

I don't know why, but after glancing at the rearview mirror, Zhang Yihui's figure happened to appear in the rearview mirror, and his eyes just happened to be watching the car go away