Chapter 137: Infighting and Black Hands

After a dull sound of falling to the ground, the strange man standing on the street turned into two people, and he wiped the blood from his fingertips on his clothes at will, and the memories that came to his mind flooded like a tide.

He watched the strange self stand in the street, listening to their unexplained eulogies.

They whispered, gesturing strangely in their hands.

They said, "Kill the Chosen One." ”

They said, "Let the gift of the Lord come." ”

They walked, but there were no extraordinary creatures in sight of the group.

Only them?

Chen Qing felt strange in his heart, but he still found the key words they had agreed on in his memory.

They were cautious, cautious enough to fear that someone would learn the password and replace one of the members.

But they are also not cautious, because they are dealing with a real investigator.

He raised the staff in his hand and pinched the end of the cane tightly with his thumb and forefinger.

He looked at the cautious and aggressive group of people in front of him, their steps were slow, and it took three or two seconds to get out of the halfway.

They never looked back, and even if Chen Qing was already close behind them, they were indifferent.

"Why ......"

He asked in a low voice that could only be heard by the man in front of him.

"Hmmm......"

"Shh......h

He whispered, and the moment the man turned around, a large amount of tissue fluid slipped from the corner of his eye.

Those transparent liquids stained the neckline, but Chen Qing didn't seem to notice it, and the gaze in his eyes never changed.

He watched the man open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but looking at the familiar face in his memory, the doubts in his heart could not be blurted out.

"Uh...... Forehead ......"

He suppressed his voice, fearing that he would reveal the whereabouts of the group, and in his eyes, the puzzled companion only moved forward after noticing his discomfort.

No problem, no problem at all......

He raised his hand and pointed ahead, but before Chen Qing could talk to him, he fainted heavily.

"The second."

He whispered, breaking a broken tooth from the other's mouth.

There was blood oozing from the teeth, but it made him feel inexplicably happy.

He stepped forward, and the staff in his hand joined with the former's neck in an instant.

The whipping of the cane opened his cervical joint, but it closed him in pain.

Chen Qing watched the body of the person in front of him fall in response, and before he could react in his mind, a gloomy face appeared in front of him.

He held up his fingertips and gestured with his fingers in front of his mouth, the tissue fluid dripping from his face dripping down his cheeks.

He put on the face of the second person, and this time, he walked behind the sixth person.

"Hey! Something happened! ”

He whispered, his fingers resting on his forehead.

This is a signal of an encounter with an enemy in the rear.

The person in front of him saw it, and his reaction was also very fast, he turned his head, put his finger in his mouth and didn't know what to mutter, Chen Qing's eyes under the skin were slightly condensed, he saw the first intangible cultural heritage in this group of people.

What is the effect.

He suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and when he pulled his finger out of his mouth, the four people in front of him all turned their heads.

They stopped, looking behind them with a somewhat unkind gaze.

"Let's go!"

The man at the head was so resolute that he didn't even look back completely.

He just glanced at the two men beside him, and then reverted to his previous indifference.

The people in front of Chen Qing also heard it, but he frowned, obviously a little hesitant.

He glanced at Chen Qing, then at the front of the team, gritted his teeth, a trace of blood surged on the tip of his tongue, and he decided to obey the command of the team.

"Let's go!"

He suppressed a very low voice, and exited in a moment when he turned around, but at this moment, the moment he could turn around, when his vision broke away from Chen Qing's body and moved to the horizontal position of the team, a cane pierced his chest.

Or rather, in the presence of a position in front of his chest.

He lowered his head in a daze, the blood from the wound had not yet had time to surge, it just trickled like a stream, and like a small fish at the bottom of the river cheering, and occasionally a slightly larger blood flower bloomed.

He was stunned, and tried his best to turn back, but he was stunned, and after his head twisted behind him, he saw a very familiar face.

It's your own.

Is it your own?!

His eyes widened, and his mouth came out of disbelief, babbling voice.

The voice was faint because the ribcage was pierced, and the voice was mournful, because the fear of watching himself kill himself arose in his heart.

"Someone! Someone has become what we are! ”

He listened to his own voice, watched as a large patch of blood appeared on his body, and then he watched as his figure was covered in a mist that concealed his tracks.

Eventually, all he could hear was voices.

It was Chen Qing's voice, and it was also his own voice.

He listened as the man walked over to the remaining five people, and after a scolding, someone shot at Chen Qing.

Oh, yes...... He may have recognized the man as a disguise.

But he thought so, and when he felt a little lucky, he saw the greed in his companion's eyes that almost overflowed.

At this moment, he understood that this was an impossible confrontation......