Ten minutes ago.

At that moment, the collapsed fat man trembled again.

At that moment, the fat man thought of a serene and quiet eulogy.

"What do you think, it's me, Zuo Dao."

The small paper figure manipulated by Zuo Dao saw the mental activity of the fat man, and said in a good mood.

And he has already made up the words in his brain: there is a fat immortal reincarnated him, he immediately came back to his senses, looked at a small paper figure that appeared, and the fat man scolded directly:

"I call you an immortal, you-"

"I'll talk about it later," the little paper man said, and his little hand reached behind his back, grabbing a miniature paper sword and pointing it at the fat man.

Forced by obscenity, the fat man glared angrily and finally stopped talking.

"Why didn't I feel like this fat man was so funny before..."Zuo Dao sighed helplessly.

It's a pity that it is the "time of employment", and in this area, except for the two Nightingale IV. planes that are still fighting in the sky, there is no other assistant who can fight.

"Listen to me first, I've found something......"

In this way, Zuo Dao used the most concise narrative to make up a story about the unexpected surprises found in the exploration, which can be corroborated with the law enforcement instrument, and detailed the specific situation of the black shadow man who found Li Jia and the "suspected" fog ritualist.

"Do you want to come and do a big deal?

"From what I've observed, that damned thing is probably the weakest time now, and there won't be any more shops in this village after that."

Hearing this, the fat man thought of the pain he had just received from the beacon, and old hatred and new hatred surged into his heart, and evil arose to the side of his guts:

"Then the has to it——!"

The bold words didn't last a few times, the fat man's eyes flashed, and he asked sneakily:

"So what are you, brother?"

......

Hung Kee Congee Shop.

Time passed in the battle between Black Shadow and Li Jia.

"It's a good fight, and it's a turn-based fight for these two people..."

Watching the "live broadcast", Zuo Dao didn't want to cover his face a little, so that he who had been exploring "reasonably" and was already very close to that side, he almost couldn't hold back his acting skills.

At this moment, a new situation appeared in the fight on Li Jia's side, Zuo Dao's mind flashed wildly, and he began to operate, but his face was not obvious, and he said softly to the law enforcement instrument in a calm tone:

"There are no polluted people in this place, no survivors have been found, and I will continue to explore until the mission is completed."

"Wait... Supplementary notes, my 'technique' has found some anomalies, and I will go and observe. ”

With that, he quickened his pace and left the place, disappearing into the gray streets.

Li Jia's side.

He once again resisted a wave of boring and repetitive attacks from the Black Shadow Man, and the Sea of Dusk began to dissipate, and the spell mark in his mind had hidden cracks under the continuous stimulation of the overclocking state, and he was almost at the limit.

Li Jia, who has been engaged in front-line investigation for many years, knows very well where the limit of his overclocking state is, and now he is not far from the moment when he will be killed.

Li Jia felt a little bitter in his heart, as if since he defected from the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau, his fortune was labeled with the word 'back', first he met a mysterious and terrifying character, and he controlled himself in a short confrontation, and the other party was even suspected of having a secret ritual involving the manipulation of fate.

After that, he discovers something even more terrifying......

It also contributed to today's situation.

Li Jia was physically and mentally weak, and began to be distracted uncontrollably.

The black shadow figure who had been gathering momentum for a long time seemed to know Li Jia very well, and when he was distracted, he suddenly broke out.

It was covered in a gray mist, and then rushed through it like an arrow from a string.

Obviously, it wants to settle the fight in close quarters, and it doesn't want any more surprises.

Rushing into the sea of twilight, the gray mist and the stacked waves consumed each other fiercely, originally it didn't dare to be so rash, but now Li Jia's technique is already a paper tiger, so in just an instant, it has come to Li Jia.

The black shadow man's hand changed, turning into a sword blade, like an uppercut action, stabbing Li Jia in the jaw.

At the same time, the small paper man gang in a certain place, the No. 6 paper man player waved his hand to the other four paper figures, and began to write in front of the life book.

"Solving the Problem"

When the last stroke fell, the word 'doom' was about to become obvious again from the previous looming, as if it had suddenly been sniped and became faint again.

And the No. 6 paper man who replaced the No. 5 paper man was suddenly struck by lightning, and there seemed to be a problem in some link inside, and then the paper man's head exploded out of thin air, and then his body exploded completely, and there was no blue ash left, and this-

It is the price of manipulating the fate of others.

After destroying the little paper man, this 'power' seemed to be still angry, and once again traced back to Zuo Dao through the incomprehensible connection, it seemed to hesitate something, and finally entered one of the three paper spirits in his chest.

Then, a crack appeared on one of the paper spirits, and at this point, the power dissipated.

And the little paper figure now has four large cracks, and there is a small "scar" around the waist, as if it has been repaired.

"How can it be so simple to play with fate, especially this kind of "death catastrophe", but the backlash of fate is sometimes very interesting, it will directly impact the "party", if the power is still there when the person dies, it will harm the children and grandchildren.

"But if people don't die, they will continue to entangle, until the power is exhausted, the magic of trickery and paper cutting lies in the fact that although "I" is "dead", but not dead, the little paper man as a direct criminal, suffered its fate, and I, as its fundamental creator, should be the second in line.

"However, it is my paper spirit that manipulates the little paper man, and I have become the third in line, although the paper spirit is small, it is also a "life", so Li Jia's death, even if the paper spirit in the second rank really can't stand it, then when it comes to me, I will have a severe cold, or cut vegetables. ”

Zuo Dao thought leisurely.

On the one hand, he legally learns the 'mysterious knowledge' of this world through formal channels, and on the other hand, he also relies on his years of experience to dialectically explore the 'mysterious logic' of this world from various angles and methods.

Do not believe in the experience summary given by others, and do not be conceited to think that they are unique in the world.

On the other side, time, now.

Li Jia, who could barely support himself on his feet, could only watch the black shadow man end his life.

Then.

Accidentally...... It seems to be here again.

A fat man's roar came from afar, and he vaguely seemed to shout:

"The old ghost behind the curtain gave the master a ——! death"

As he spoke, the fat man stood in the distance, his hands suddenly clenched.

"Ritual Overclocking: Hidden Fiction Becomes Reality"

I saw that the space around the black shadow man was distorted, and in the next moment, it was teleported to a place not far away, and in this moment of spatial transfer, the black image was not lightly injured, the gray mist defense on his body was shattered, and his body was also injured again, leaving pure black blood, dripping to the ground.

The fat man stopped the operation quickly, but the cost of overclocking also followed, and one of his arms seemed to be stirring with an invisible force at this time, and then clicked a few times, from the knuckles to the wrists, from the elbow joints to the shoulder joints, all twisted.

The fat man broke out in a cold sweat, this was still his slight overclocking, and he only transferred the black shadow to a short distance, if he continued to cast it or teleported to a farther place, then at the end of the ceremony, he could pick up a twist-type corpse.

Seeing that the location of his transfer was not wrong, the fat man roared directly:

"Brother, ——!!!"