When his consciousness awoke from the chaos again, his first thought was: "The bed board in this hospital is so hard, like the floor......"

The second thought was: "This seems to be the ...... floor."

Bai Shuo's mind was full of surprise and happiness, didn't he die? Can you survive if you are shot through the heart? Still is......

Already dead?

Suddenly there was an unfamiliar conversation in my ears.

"The last time I had a team fight, that guy said, 'According to my information, the opponent of this team fight is a person with a magnetic field control ability, and it is presumed that it is Magneto Enhancement.' Then the other man said, 'Okay, let's hit him with a clay ball.' Fortunately, I didn't go with them, and the two of them went and found out that the opponent was a sea tiger, and the ball was dead...... Haha......"

A voice that sounded very underbeaten was talking to another person in a low voice, but it was obvious that the other person was very unimpressed with him, and just coped with "En, En......", even so, the voice that was very underbeaten did not stop, and said all kinds of terms that Bai Shuo couldn't understand.

If his eyes could see, he would find that the room he was lying in was a Western-style building covered with stone slabs, with various valuable ornaments hanging from the walls, and Bai Shuo was lying on the floor, and several people were unconscious on the floor.

In the center of the room, a chattering middle-aged man wearing a crumpled suit, with a smiling smile on his face, was talking to the man next to him, and the muscular man next to him answered without a word, absent-mindedly.

In the most corner, the indifferent man clasped his hands to his chest, coldly looked at the unconscious people in the corner, and when he saw Bai Shuo slowly groping to the side, he showed a cold smile.

"Hey, someone's awake." He turned his head and looked at the two men with a weird smile: "This time, you guys...... You won't rob me, will you? ”

"It's up to you, it's up to you what to do." The middle-aged man with a cheap smile waved his hands nonchalantly.

"Guo Jing......" The muscular man paused and squinted at him: "Don't go too far...... That's how everybody came over. ”

"What do you care about me? Which green onion are you? Guo Jing raised his eyebrows and said defiantly: "Or, another infighting?" ”

"Huh? Don't be like this, everyone is on a team, and harmony is precious. The middle-aged man inserted himself between the two people, patted the muscular man's shoulder and said, "Ah Hao, Guo Jing is also for the sake of the team, let's talk about it if you have something." ”

"Cut ......" Guo Jing glanced at the two of them, stopped talking, and walked slowly towards Bai Shuo and them.

Bai Shuo moved his body with difficulty, stumbled against the wall and stood up, he couldn't touch the crutch he usually used, and the thing that had been clenched in his palm before he fell unconscious disappeared, and he said vigilantly in the direction where the voice came from: "May I ask where is this?" ”

"Alert is good." Guo Jing stopped, looked at the unconscious fat man at his feet, and kicked casually: "Since you're awake, get up for me, waste." ”

Bai Shuo could distinguish the emotionless indifference and cruelty in his voice, and immediately labeled him as extremely dangerous in his heart, took a step back, and listened carefully to his footsteps.

Guo Jing did not continue to move forward, but looked at the few people who were slowly waking up in the ground with strange eyes, as if looking down on the seedlings in his wheat field, full of distorted expectations and greed.

Even with Bai Shuo, a total of five people were lying on the ground, and when they slowly woke up, some let out hysterical curses, some frowned and looked at the surrounding situation, and some stood silently in the corner and did not speak, and some pointed at Guo Jing with a big belly and said, "Which unit are you from?" ”

"Yo...... Or a leader? Guo Jing smiled weirdly: "I like leadership the most." ”

He grabbed the guy who was constantly squirting feces in his mouth, and after two loud slaps, the cursing guy's cheeks suddenly bruised and swollen, and he threw him on the ground aside.

"I'm all awake, and I'll say it over and over again." Guo Jing sneered: "Are you still hot-headed and want to show that you are hard-headed?" I wouldn't mind sending him bones, like this one......"

The soles of his feet lifted and stomped heavily on the head of the scolding guy: "I like the troublemakers the most, especially the second goods like you who don't know the times and spray feces everywhere in your mouth." ”

The young man who was trampled under his feet rolled his eyes, made a strange sound in his throat, and was already dazed.

"Next, introduce yourself, well, let's start with the leader." Guo Jing's palm suddenly pointed at the fat middle-aged man and said, "Yes, it's you." ”

Finally understood that the man in front of him was not a good person, he looked left and right with some retreat, and immediately changed his expression after realizing his situation, and said with a smile: "This brother is from the Tao, right?" You're looking for the wrong person, really, I have 50,000 yuan here to invite your brother to tea......"

Guo Jing lowered his head impatiently, pulled out a pistol from nowhere, pulled the bolt on the bolt, aimed at the feet of the middle-aged man who was constantly verbose, and pulled the trigger.

The sudden sound of gunfire made everyone tremble, and Bai Shuo touched his ribs with palpitations, where there was a hole not long ago.

"I hate being rammed the most! Hurry up and let you introduce yourself! Name, age, occupation, specialty! Guo Jing frowned, and his expression was violent: "Do you want me to teach you!" Do you want to! ”

"Don't, don't! Brother, you ...... coldly first" When the obese middle-aged man saw Guo Jing's expression and began to be impatient again, he immediately stopped being verbose: "Li Aijun, 35, worker...... Deputy Director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Specialty ......"

"Forget it, I guess you don't have any special skills." Guo Jing impatiently flicked the muzzle: "Stay away!" Next. ”

The muzzle of the gun turned and aimed at the middle-aged man who looked left and right after waking up: "You"

The thin middle-aged man looked nervous, and stammered: "Dou Mao, 33, accountant, I will settle the accounts." ”

"You don't look like you're very promising, forget it." Guo Jing looked at Bai Shuo: "That little brother who has blood on his clothes and looks like a murderer, it's your turn." ”

Bai Shuo's palm trembled, groping on his clothes, and sure enough, he felt a large wet stain, raised his fingers to the tip of his nose and smelled it, in the eyes of others, it looked like a murderer remembering the smell of blood.

"Me?" Bai Shuo touched his face, the sunglasses on his face didn't know when they were gone, he said in the direction where the voice came from: "Bai Shuo, 23 years old, the profession is not easy to say, and the specialty is not ......"

"Hey, little brother." Guo Jing tilted his head and looked at him, his eyes puzzled: "Raise your eyes." ”

Bai Shuo paused for a moment and then raised his head with a wry smile: "Don't look at it, I'm blind." ”

"Yay! Ah, come and see, blind man! For the first time, I saw a blind man in infinite space! Guo Jing laughed as if he saw something very funny, pointed at him and laughed: "I said, why is it so strange, hello blind brother~"

Bai Shuo's palm hidden behind him suddenly clenched, and the fingers holding the wall clasped into the gap in the masonry, silent, and there was no ripple in his godless eyes, he was used to this kind of ridicule.

"Cut, it's boring." Guo Jing seemed to be expecting Bai Shuo's resistance, but he didn't wait for a response, he turned his head a little disappointed, and was about to say something, when suddenly the muscular man known as Ah Hao was interrupted.

"Guo Jing, are you enough?" The muscular man stood up suddenly, his eyes irritated; "Do you have any other use than cynicism and bullying newcomers?"

Guo Jing's face changed for a moment, and he looked at him provocatively: "It's better than a child who cries his nose under the tongue of a tyrant, right?" Right? Ma Xiaohao's little pot friend~"

He made a weird long tune, with a weird grin, and made a chick cluck.

Ma Xiaohao's muscles trembled, clenching his teeth, obviously angry to the extreme.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it, okay?" The middle-aged man who had been playing a round began to act as a peacemaker, and said in the middle of the two people.

As if acquiescing to his words, Guo Jing frowned and stopped talking, and Ma Xiaohao returned to his original position.

"Well, let's introduce myself first." The middle-aged man with a cheap smile pointed to himself and said, "You can call me Uncle Xu, these two are Guo Jing and Ma Xiaohao...... Kindness...... That little sister, it's your turn. ”

Although his face was much kinder, the girl hiding in the corner still took a step back.

The girl with a somewhat pale face lowered her head, grabbed the corner of her clothes and stammered: "Chen, Chen Jingmo, 22 years old, just graduated, special, specialty, specialty......"

"Huh? The shy girl is the cutest. The middle-aged Uncle Xuan waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to continue, and at the moment when he was about to say something, a crisp voice came from around.

It was like a soap bubble being popped, and there was a jolt on all wrists.

"h-e-l-l-s-i-n-g......" The middle-aged Uncle Xuan squinted at the watch on his wrist, and spelled out letter by letter: "hellsing......?

Immediately after, he looked up at everyone.

"The task is about to begin, whether you want to or not, whether you want to or not...... "Uncle Xu, a middle-aged man, spread his hand,

"Welcome to this crazy world."