Feng San gradually settled down under Mu Jiuzhou's voice, and the frequency of his convulsions and contractions also decreased significantly.

Mu Jiuzhou: "Feng San, tell me, are you having a nightmare?" ”

The young man lying on the ground moved his fingers twice, no.

Everyone looked at Mu Jiuzhou magically, he seemed to have a natural power that made people involuntarily believe, and it seemed that he would involuntarily relax in front of him.

"Okay, second question." Mu Jiuzhou continued, "Feng San, have you discovered something terrible? ”

When the voice fell, Feng San suddenly trembled violently, but in the end he still moved his fingers, yes.

Mu Jiuzhou pondered slightly.

After thinking about it, he continued, "Don't be afraid, Feng San. The third question, are you covering your face because there is something strange on your face? ”

Hearing this, this young man named Feng San made a sobbing sound, like a mournful little beast, his body curled up together, which was an extremely insecure posture.

His fear was completely exposed, as if he had been greatly frightened.

"One last question." Mu Jiuzhou tried to reach out and gently fear hitting Feng San's back, the young man subconsciously dodged at first, but finally accepted Mu Jiuzhou's approach and left his back to him.

"Feng San, take a deep breath." Mu Jiuzhou's voice was gentle and patient, like a parent taking care of a child, "I'm going to start asking......"

While Mu Jiuzhou was talking, Fu Xing saw his hand stretched out to his waist.

She looked down and didn't speak.

Mu Jiuzhou had a soft smile on his face, "Listen up......"

"Whew-"

The sharp dagger sank into Feng San's chest from the back of Qi Gen.

It all happened so quickly that the brothers around me were terrified.

Feng San, who fell to the ground, twitched violently, and after a few seconds, his fingers drooped weakly.

Mu Jiuzhou sighed deeply and pulled out the dagger that had sunk into Feng San's heart.

Fu Xing looked at it and didn't say a word.

The white-haired young man walked in with Jiang Mogang and saw such a picture.

"Mu, Brother Mu, ...... you" A brother looked at Feng San, who fell to the ground unconscious, and then looked at Mu Jiuzhou, who looked sorry and regretful.

His face turned pale, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Mu Jiuzhou didn't rush to explain, at this time the other brother saw something, and bounced back quickly in fright, "He, he ......"

"What's wrong with him? You mean! Don't be scared to death! One of the brothers yelled irritably.

When I saw Mu Jiuzhou just now, I gently and gently killed a brother directly, and they were all still in a state of palpitations, and they couldn't stand the fear at all.

The frightened young man was trembling and speechless, and could only stretch out his hand and point at Feng San's corpse.

Seeing that no one was coming, Fu Xing took the initiative to step forward and squatted down.

Her gaze calmly flicked Feng San's shoulder.

The corpse flipped over, face up, and everyone saw Feng San's face.

No one spoke.

It was quiet for a long time before a person's voice trembled and said, "So, what is that?" ”

"Feng San, how could he ...... How did it come to this? ”

"Boss ......"

Several brothers looked at Mu Jiuzhou, and their hearts were pounding.

Mu Jiuzhou walked to the table and took out a few tissues to wipe the blood off the dagger, and then, his gaze fell calmly and sadly on Feng San's face.

"Don't be afraid, Feng San is infected, and he is turning into those monsters."

A young man swallowed his saliva and said, "So, boss, you killed Feng San because he was about to mutate, not ......"

Instead of...... Deliberately.

Mu Jiuzhou nodded lightly.

Several of his brothers were apprehensive, fortunately, the boss was prescient, otherwise when Feng San was completely mutated, they didn't know how many people would die.