Every day, these scavengers, who are spurned as "rat people", will send the large glass jars full of corpses and unknown slime to a student-run cold storage at a fixed time period, and naturally someone will take over these filthy bottles and cans, and after rigorous screening, most of the bottles and cans will still be thrown into the incinerator, and only a small part of the organs, tissues and corpse remains will be traded according to the recent market prices.

There is hardly much room for bargaining between the seller and the buyer, because the scavenging profession is difficult for ordinary people to do, in addition to excellent eyesight and professional skills, there is also a stronger mental endurance than ordinary people, and the dirty working environment is not only full of deadly viruses and bacteria, but also lurks more unknown dangers. In order to ensure that there is enough supply in the cold storage area, the cold storage manager as the buyer usually does not make it difficult for these scavengers, who are as dirty and cold as rats.

As soon as they got the credits, these rat people who have remained silent since they appeared will not have half a word of nonsense, and they will quickly disperse after the inventory is completed (fine reading, all in the vertical and horizontal Chinese network) and evacuate, leaving no trace, much cleaner than professional soldiers.

The owner of the ice vault has long been accustomed to this group of eccentric male and female students, although he can't say that he likes it too much, but at least he won't like it too much, but his later (boutique reading, all in the vertical and horizontal Chinese network) big brother Taiwan seems to have a high opinion of these freaks, just as only monsters will appreciate monsters.

Speaking of the cold storage owner's back (boutique reading, all in the vertical and horizontal Chinese network) Taiwan big brother, indeed as the owner of the ice storage thinks, is a monster-like existence, that medical madman specializing in surgery, has an almost paranoid fanaticism about collecting dead body parts, no one has seen his exhibition room completely, but he is constantly collecting, some people say that this perverted medical student is an ogre, these bottles and cans are his lunch cans, and some people say that this guy has a very serious necrophilia, according to legend, every midnight, this perverted medical student will take the waist of these dead bodies and dance in the secret room in a cheerful dance music。

Of course, this is all just hearsay spread by people. Only the cold storage owner who is directly responsible for contacting it understands what kind of use these things have for the big brother of Taiwan (fine reading, all in Zongheng Chinese Network), that is, Chen Zhan Collection.

It's just that after (fine reading, all in the vertical and horizontal Chinese network) Taiwan's big brother's Chen Zhan collection is another form of existence, that is, surgical transplantation. He would smile and push the transplant patients to the conservation observation room or morgue, watch the works he managed to survive stand up from the large corpses of the losers, weep with gratitude, and then return to this cruel campus life, he seems to have regarded this college as his private exhibition hall, and his gentle eyes are full of satisfaction for the completion of the work, not respect for life. Many of the students who had undergone transplants were slowly exposed to the sequelae, suffering from germs, necrotic cells, and unknown strange diseases, and eventually had to become demonic test subjects again.

If you think this is a weird-tempered and black-hearted tech nerd, you would be wrong. On the contrary, this person usually shows a terrifying calmness and sanity in the face of death and suffering, and is good at calculation and dismantling, and no one can keep up with this guy's train of thought. He has his usual smile and affinity, a pleasant affinity like candy. Often inadvertently in the conversation will hold the initiative of the word, the innate humor and humor can easily cover up his body full of corpse smell and blood, all the patients and classmates who have dealt with him will give him a high evaluation, almost perfect affinity, attractiveness, almost perfect high intelligence, almost perfect criminal talent, almost demonic existence. He is the great think tank of the Heavenly Dao Society-Min Yuan.

At this time, Min Yuan was sitting quietly on the sofa listening to the informant's intelligence, and no one dared to come to the door to disturb at this time, because Min Yuan didn't like it, and people he didn't like would usually be miscalculated by him.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to be young and vigorous, Chang Feizhan's death is naturally expected by me, but his waste wood brother is a little surprising to me, according to my layout, if he has the ability not to die in the hands of my bedmate who I placed next to him...... He should also use this anger to show up by his brother's side to fight against the academy, and it seems that I still have to get rid of this trouble! I thought that this matter could be easily blamed on the student union, but it seems that the little ghost who missed his hand is not something to be made...... What's that little ghost's name?"

"Senior Min, his name is Dou Ding. ”

"It doesn't matter, anyway...... It's rubbish. Seeing Min Yuan shaking his head and talking to himself, the boy who finished reporting the information couldn't help but say: "Senior Min, since his own brother didn't dare to show up when he was killed, it can be seen that he is just a cowardly waste wood, so is it necessary to waste time for him?"

Min Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the boy, and said with a smile: "You are still too immature, fate is not so reliable, the variables are too great, now he may be a waste of firewood, but it is hard to guarantee whether he will become a big problem in my heart in the future! We doctors can not tolerate minor illnesses to fend for themselves, many times, indulging these inconspicuous small symptoms will lead to fatal consequences in the future." ”

"If we take action now, will we provoke the remnants of the Fire Dragon Class? ”

Min Yuan smiled and asked, "Hehe, is it?

When the boy saw Min Yuan asking like this, he couldn't help blurting out and replied, "Is the wicker man incident ......?"

Min Yuan waved his hand to interrupt the boy's words and said, "Hearsay, right? At first, I thought it was related to the Fire Dragon Class, but then I denied it, because it didn't stand up to scrutiny. A person with such a powerful killing move can definitely become a powerful help for Chang Feizhan, but he didn't show up once, let alone help Chang Feizhan. If activating the killer trick of the wicker man requires a necessary condition, then this is undoubtedly a stupid plan, because it is aimed at the gray industry of individual members of the student union, not the core members of the student union, let alone the school, or even us, it is simply a terrorist attack against the meat market. If the original plan of the Fire Dragon Class was flawed and the timing and location of the Wicker Man were completely disrupted, then why didn't the Wicker Man go all the way to the school administration area like Chang Feizhan did, but fought with people in the same place? It shows that it was not a humanoid weapon with a specific target at all, at least he did not target Yan Wuyu who captured Chang Feizhan. ”

"In that case, I'll go and tell a few of the people below to get rid of his brother. ”

Min Yuan smiled, shook his head and said: "Don't do this, be cautious, although it is rumored that his brother is a waste wood, but don't be killed by regular intelligence, his brother didn't show up, maybe because he was scared, maybe he ...... It's a ruthless character who endures humiliation and burden, and it's impossible to say, although the ability of freshmen is generally weak. ”

"So what do you say should be done?"

"Don't be afraid to spend money, use the people below you to hire a few bounty hunters to probe his bottom, whether you can kill him or not, don't get your hands dirty. Min Yuan said in a deep voice: "If this little brother is really a calm potential stock as I expected, it will be very interesting." Don't involve too many human resources in this matter, let's continue to do it by the junior named Tenglong, and let him find ten bounty hunters worth 1,000 credits. ”

"Okay, Senior Min. ”

"Go, as soon as the fire dragon class is extinguished, the Seeking Dao Academy will become an era of separating the world from the student union. Min Yuan smiled bitterly and rubbed his temples.

Not to mention whether Min Yuan's murder plan was feasible for the time being, at least he didn't know that Chang Feibai had already experienced a death at this time, but he didn't succeed, and the reason for the failure was that the guy who was sitting in front of Chang Feibai was almost more than two meters tall, and although the guy wrapped in the hoodie was smaller than Cheng Kai's, his body structure was more compact and strong, and he looked more full of strength, endurance and explosiveness. It was pitch black under the hood, and he couldn't see this person's face clearly at all, and Chang Feibai had never dealt with such a big man in his impression.

"It doesn't matter who you are, you take care of things that shouldn't be in charge. Chang Feibai was silent for a long time, and suddenly said unceremoniously to the hooded man.

The hooded man didn't say a word, just sat there quietly with his trouser pockets copied, as if Chang Feibai was talking to others.

Chang Feibai said dejectedly: "Give me back the gun." ”

The hooded man tilted his head slightly, and the tip of his miserable white nose was slightly exposed, which seemed to be questioning why Chang Feibai was.

"I know what you're worried about, I promise you, I won't kill myself, okay? When the morning comes, I'm going to take it to protect myself on the way to class, do you care about this?" Chang Feibai said confidently.

The hooded man didn't squeak, and carefully handed Chang Feibai's pistol, known as the "Discerning Hand - Caron", to him, Chang Feizhan was not polite, and snatched it away, but then pointed it at his forehead sharply. The hooded man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and when he poked Chang Feibai's wrist with his flying foot, Cuaron took it off with him, and the hooded man grabbed it and got it.

"Ahh!!h

When Chang Feibai shouted these words, the hooded man interjected calmly, his voice was cold and hoarse, as if he came from a distant barren hell, lifeless, Chang Feibai couldn't judge the hooded man's emotions through his voice at all: "Of course I don't know how painful you are, but if I don't save you from death, I will be very miserable." ”

Chang Feibai couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and stayed there, not because he was moved, but because the hooded man's words were too familiar, because this sentence was what Chang Feibai once said to a person, and this person was-

"Shen Zechuan?!" Chang Feibai blurted out.