At this point, I already had a plan in mind.

Turning my head, I looked at Peaches, "Let's go separately and stay away from me."

I raised my hand and took off my hat, and then took off the mask on my face: "I'm a bait."

Originally, I wanted to sneak around, but now that I look at it, it's completely unnecessary.

I took out my walkie-talkie, covered it with my sleeve, and whispered, "Don't move yet, wait for my news."

Without my disguise, I swaggered out into the street, even deliberately raising my head, for fear that no one would notice me.

After walking for a while, I suddenly saw blood dripping from the ground.

I crushed it with my foot, and the blood blurred under my feet for a moment.

Obviously, this is the blood of blood.

But when I looked around, I didn't hear anyone screaming, and I didn't see anyone hurt.

Could it be that I am thinking too much?

As I walked forward, the blood on the ground became denser, and the first dots became a mess.

It's messy like ink thrown out of cursive writing.

At this moment, someone suddenly bumped into me, my body shook slightly, and the other party quickly apologized.

I watched as the two talking and laughing girls waved their hands and turned to leave.

As we staggered past each other, I suddenly saw blood on her back.

The location of the blood stain was in the area of her spine, which was supposed to have no muscle protection, and it was easy to touch the spine.

This position hurts even if it is hit by an external force.

But the two of them acted as if they were nothing, holding milk tea in one hand, still giggling.

Suddenly, the sunlight flickered slightly, and a reflection flashed at the place where they were injured.

I hurried after them and kept a certain distance from them.

When we were only one step away, I finally got a good look at what was on her back.

It was a needle, a needle similar to a push injection, with what seemed to be hollow in the middle.

The wound wasn't too big, it wouldn't bleed to death, but God knows what was hidden here.

And, what disturbs me the most is why they don't feel it.

One thing came to my mind in an instant - candles.

At the beginning, the mysterious man lit a candle in the house, silently plunging Xia Min and me into a fantasy world.

Looking at it now, eighty percent of it is also this thing.

But this doesn't make sense, at that time we were in a small two-story building, the house was sealed, and we were fascinated by these colorless and odorless gases, and we still explained it.

But the Nine Days Square was completely open-air, and even if there was any hallucinogenic gas, it would have been blown away by the wind long ago.

Although I haven't found the way for the time being, I know that the current Nine Days Square is a bomb that will explode at any time.

Just then, someone behind me suddenly shouted, "Young man."

I turned my head and saw an old man with white hair sitting on the curb of the road.

He put his hand in front of my eyes and pleaded, "You pull me, I can't get up."

I didn't think much of it, I put my hands on his side and carefully picked him up.

The old man was on crutches, and he moved away little by little, and with a casual glance, my eyes were falling on the curb.

The place where the old man was sitting just now was spreading a leaflet, and there were obvious butt-like marks on it.

After a short period of confusion, I reacted instantly and quickly picked up the leaflet.

On the good end of the paper, it is impossible to sit on the traces at all.

I rubbed my fingers slightly on the leaflet, and there was an extremely fine grainy feeling, if I didn't deliberately perceive it, I wouldn't feel it at all.

The paper used to print the leaflets is made of particularly smooth coated paper, which will never give this feeling.

I pushed a little harder, and a puff of powder immediately appeared on my fingertips.

It's a bit like sticky rice paper wrapped in sugar cubes, but it's a bit thinner.

It is also a lost folk skill - millet erosion.

To put it simply, it is a poison made by fermenting millet and adding traditional Chinese medicine such as bezoar.

This thing becomes poison when it encounters water, and it becomes medicine when it encounters gas, and it is very difficult to prevent!

Now everything is explained, and the reason why these people don't feel it is entirely because of the presence of these powders!

That's it***!

At this time, I saw that almost everyone around me was bleeding from their backs.

Suddenly, someone shoved me hard: "What the hell are you looking at?"

"Huh?"

I looked up and saw two girls in super shorts standing in front of me, each frowning as if we had a big hatred.

"Staring at the girl's thighs in broad daylight, haven't you seen a woman?"