But fortunately, the young man was not as frantic as Zhou Keer guessed, and he couldn't do such a thing as shouting "Allahu Akbar" while blowing himself up and dying together with Zhou Keer.

I saw that the light spots on the small black box flickered rapidly, and they continued to emit a "sizzle" sound similar to the signal being interfered with.

Of course, for Zhou Keer, apart from sounding a little noisy, there is no other impact. But for those "passengers" ...

The pitch-black lines that were linked to them had been gradually dissolved due to the effect of the white mist, and now under the influence of this little black box, although they didn't know what the principle was, they quickly collapsed.

And those "passengers", after losing the traction of the pitch-black silk thread, all fell down on their stomachs, looking lifeless.

At the same time, after those pitch-black silk threads disintegrated, they did not dissipate directly into the air, but for some reason turned into wisps of black mist, surging towards Zhou Ke'er from all directions, and burrowed into his eyes.

"How is this possible?!"

Not to mention Zhou Ke'er, although he was a little surprised, he could accept this situation, but the young man immediately showed an expression of disbelief, and couldn't help shouting: "It's useless to even this, you can absorb all the scattered 'tricks'... How could there be such a level of existence here?! ”

Zhou Keer didn't have the time to deal with the other party and solve his doubts, because... After absorbing the black mist to a certain limit, his eyes seemed to have triggered some kind of automatic reaction mechanism, and the strange feeling from before welled up again.

The scene in Zhou Ke'er's line of sight changed in an instant.

He saw... The inside of the bus was not what he had just seen, but there were fragments of limbs clinging to what looked like some kind of creature, and they were still wriggling, dripping with slime.

Looking at the traces of the wriggling of these pieces of meat, Zhou Keer found that the source of these pieces of meat was the driver sitting in the driver's seat. And those so-called "passengers", in Zhou Keer's current sight, have opened an opening somewhere in their bodies, and they can faintly see that there is nothing inside, and they are already an empty shell with no skin. As for the flesh and blood in the body... I guess it's the raw material for these pieces of meat that wriggle around in the car.

Although this scene is really disgusting to be honest, it is just a frown for Zhou Keer, and it is not a big deal.

As for the driver... At this time, it seemed that under the influence of the ball thrown by the young man and the small black box, he had no time to care about anything else, and was struggling silently in pain, with a hideous face on his face, and his body in all kinds of strange postures that ordinary people could not do, and under the exposed skin, there seemed to be something constantly scurrying around, causing his skin to appear to be constantly bulging and denting.

Looks like... This guy isn't a big threat anymore, and he should be the worst of that kind of anomaly.

However, even so, if this young man hadn't come out halfway, Zhou Keer would indeed have no ability to deal with this situation.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ke'er shifted his gaze to the young man.

I saw a thin scarlet halo lingering on the young man's right hand, and a phantom of a scarlet claw could be faintly seen, but it was very blurry. Other than that, there's nothing out of the ordinary.

Then, Zhou Keer's eyes finally stopped on the small mirror hanging above the front end of the bus.

He saw what he looked like.

But he only saw it for a moment, and he didn't even react to what he saw - as if he saw an eye haunted by black mist, but he couldn't remember it really- just for a moment, he suddenly felt a sour feeling in his eyes before he felt it, and the feeling that was still full of it disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sense of emptiness, as if the energy stored in it was instantly drained.

When Zhou Keer opened her eyes again, everything in front of her would return to "normal" again.

"What kind of ability is this too wasteful, isn't it?! Neither can you control yourself, but also consumes so quickly ... There's a fart! ”

Zhou Keer couldn't help but complain in her heart, look at the claws on other people's hands, how can he still catch people, what can he do with these eyes? Who is staring at who is pregnant? Why just call it the eye of a saint?

In short, when Zhou Keer was immersed in his own world, the young man saw that Zhou Keer had not moved, and he didn't say anything, except for holding the ball in his hand just now, he just stood still and calmed down from the panic.

He took a few deep breaths and tried to communicate with Zhou Ke'er: "As a monster that can resist low-level spirit attacks and has been able to maintain its human form, you should have recovered a certain amount of sanity, so you can understand me, right?" ”

“.... Well? ”

Zhou Ke'er squinted his eyes, revealing a puzzled look - he really didn't understand what the other party meant, since the young man said so, it means that he has also encountered a strange situation similar to the one he described? And... The wording is also very strange, why do you say .." Restore "sanity?

"I mean, now that you've come to your senses, you won't be able to do great harm by not being able to restrain your desire to devour and destroy. In this way, there is no need for us to conflict. ”

Seeing Zhou Ke'er's puzzled look, the other party hurriedly explained: "As long as you don't endanger the social order and the safety of other human beings, we won't take measures against you, and you shouldn't have to be hostile to us, right?" ”

"Who are you?"

Zhou Keer is too lazy to talk to the other party, if the most critical point is not understood, it is useless to talk more nonsense.

"My name is Muyang, and I specialize in solving this kind of weirdness or incident that may be harmful to society."

Hearing this, the young man hurriedly replied.

"What's weird?"

Zhou Keer continued to ask.

Although this question seems stupid, it is not okay not to ask. And... Just now he asked the identity of the other party, but the other party only said what he did, and the rest, such as what institution he belonged to, and what the situation of that institution was, did not say anything, obviously he was not going to tell Zhou Keer, so there was no need to continue to ask.

“？”

When Mu Yang heard Zhou Ke'er's question, he showed a very puzzled expression, as if he was asking, "Are you serious?", but finally replied: "Weird is an uncontrollable evil energy rooted in human beings themselves... Under normal circumstances, a normal person will not be affected by the weirdness in his body for the rest of his life, but occasionally the weirdness in their body will be activated and start to become active. In this way, their sanity will gradually be swallowed up by the weird, and they will become irrational, chaotic monsters who only know how to destroy, just like the bus we are in now. ”