MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 99

This situation is no ordinary fuck.

But no one was furious.

Everyone was blown out of firepower by the typhoon, and now they are bleeding and weak, and their fists can't be hardened. Only Yu Ling can fight again, but his brother has been arrested, and he is now strangled by the throat.

Zia Bai is the calmest in the group, and this is the time to send Yu Ling into the group.

The one who reacted the most was Cen Yu, she was horrified and at a loss: "Brother, why are you here?"

Cen Jingmo tapped the back of his hands twice with his knuckles interlaced. He was smiling, without any blame or complaint: "Ayu, you only care about your boyfriend, not your brother."

"I'm sorry, I was in the room with Yi Zhe at the time, and I was too panicked." Cen Yu wiped his messy hair and tried his best to calm down, "Brother, Yi Zhe was injured, he bleed a lot, I am very worried about his safety, you Is there a doctor here?"

"Yes." Cen Jingmo said.

Cen Yu suddenly lost control of his senses, and lost the self-cultivation of a young lady, and shouted on the spot: "Where is the doctor? Take me there..."

"Don't worry." Cen Jingmo smiled, "Wait for brother to finish his work."

Cen Yu shuddered, she deeply felt that her half-brother was more moody and unpredictable than usual.

The basement, which is not spacious but not cramped, smells of blood, very strong. It was so heavy that even the scent of incense on the table was involved.

"Mr. Jiao, I didn't expect this accident. As the leader of the party, I feel deeply sorry. Those gangsters can make trouble because the guards of the Cen family are not perfect. The responsibility is entirely on me. Fortunately, You are all safe and sound." Cen Jingmo was polite and courteous, "Just rest, as my little sister said, this place is safe."

Zizania winks at Zhang Zhen.

After a while, they all sat down and took out their daggers to dig out the bullets in the flesh and treat the wounds as if no one else was there.

The bullet was wrapped in blood and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of challenging fate.

Cen Yu was terrified when he saw it. These people were born on the knife's edge. They were used to blood and pain. Not her boyfriend, he couldn't bear such a rough way.

"Prince, please hold your hands high and let my brother go." Yu Ling said in a cold voice.

Cen Jingmo glanced at Yu Ling: "Captain Yu misunderstood, this matter is up to you, I have already said that you can leave at any time, but you have to tell me."

"Master and servant, I still want to say goodbye to you, who knows that my people can't find you anyway, there is no way, I can only invite your brother to Cen's house as a guest first."

Cen Jingmo raised his fingertips on the back of his hand, and the guard who was carrying Yu Xiang pinched his face to let his brother see clearly.

That was not a little skin trauma.

"You didn't tell me that your brother has mental problems, and I'm not prepared at all." Cen Jingmo said, "After he got sick, he was insane and beat anyone he saw. I had to ask the doctor to inject him. Nothing serious."

Yu Ling's chest rose and fell too fast, and the fire of anger climbed up his limbs, rushed into his blood, and gathered on his twitching face.

"Farewell, right?" Yu Ling said with a serious face, "Say it."

"No hurry." Cen Jingmo said, "I want to chat with your friend alone."

Yu Ling's hand holding the gun tightened suddenly.

In the next second, a cold light grazed his retina and froze again. It was a sharp and long weapon from his younger brother's neck artery, with one end in the guard's hand.

The other end of the sharp object penetrated into his younger brother's flesh, and a thread of blood oozes out.

Yu Ling was about to shoot, when he heard Jiao Bai's voice, he calmly asked, "Where are we going to talk?"

Cen Jingmo wasn't surprised by Zia Bai's attitude at all, he put down his folded legs and got up slowly: "Follow me."

As soon as Ziobai took a step, his legs were hugged.

The one holding him was not Yu Ling, nor Zhang Zhen and Qi Huai, or any of the Qi family's thugs, but an unexpected person, Yi Zhe.

To be precise, it was Qi Zizhi. His main character woke up at this time.

Ziao Bai kicked Qi Zizhi away.

Qi Zizhen was already at the end of his strength, he was kicked to the ground, his eyes were still looking at Jiaobai, and there was a warning in his eyes: Don't go, it's dangerous.

Ziabab looked back at him: none of your business.

Qi Zizhi's unfamiliar face was blank, but his eyes were completely red.

This one is subtle.

Cen Jingmo slowed down when he put on the leather gloves: "Ayu, why don't you explain?"

"Forget it, we'll talk about it later." He put on a leather glove, smiled at Jiao Bai, "Mr. Jiao, let's go in."

Ziobai didn't look at anyone, he lowered his eyes and walked towards Cen Jingmo, walking neither fast nor slow, thinking of countermeasures.

Heavy panting and hurried shouts followed, Ziobai turned his head and stared at Zhang Zhen, seeing that he was murderous, in a bad mood, and his sanity was about to collapse, so he turned back, gave Zhang Zhen a hug, and whispered, "The guards here They all have guns, you were beaten into a sieve before you did anything, don't mess around, life is the most important thing. I will be fine, trust me."

"You have to be like your third brother, trust me." Ziabaca said again.

Ziao Bai let go of the pillow, glanced at his Qi Huai, and mouthed four words: Keep an eye on my brother.

After explaining, Zia Bai and Cen Jingmo entered a dark room. Yu Xiang who was dragged by the guards went in together.

Qi Huai covered his abdomen with one hand, and pulled Zhang Zhen with the other: "Instead of being anxious, incompetent and angry, and looking for death, it's better to think about how to solve the troubles outside."

Zhang Zhen's panic and anger froze, he suddenly noticed a gloomy and hostile gaze, and turned his head to see Cen Yu's boyfriend, an inexplicable person.

Staring at him now, with those bloodshot eyes.

The man had gunshot wounds on his arms and back, and the blood flowed into a pool, but he erupted with a strong aura as if he had some obsession, "As a brother, why did you put your brother in danger."

The self-blame that Zhang Zhen had suppressed surged up in an instant. But at this moment, Qi Er yelled at the man in a protective manner: "I want you to take care of the affairs between other people's brothers, who are you!"

The emotion in Qi Zizhen's eyes stagnated suddenly, who am I...

Why am I still alive?

"Boom"

Qi Zizhi slammed into the wall, the sound of his skull colliding with the wall was terrifying, he passed out after a few hits.

Cen Yu, who was overly frightened, crawled over and cried out his name: "Yi Zhe, Yi Zhe, don't leave me... Help... Where is the doctor..."

The cry of a woman is like the chirping of insects in a glass cover.

Zhang Zhen let his brother dig the bullet out of his leg, he grunted, his eyes swept over the guards.

Be quick.

Without medicine, Zhang Zhen bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up. He made a plan in his mind to hide the sparkle in his eyes.

There are holes in the dark room.

Yu Xiang, who was in a coma, was placed on a large turntable, with a bloodstain on his neck. He looked like he was offering sacrifices to the devil.

Jiao Bai said abruptly: "The typhoon should have come, if there is a boat in the sea, it will definitely capsize."

He pretended to mention Li Jue unintentionally, in order to suppress Cen Jingmo's excited nerve endings.

"Yes." Cen Jingmo took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the wound on his head, "Going out to sea in this weather is too dangerous, I can only pray to God for mercy."

Zizania was unable to complain.

Cen Jingmo looked down at the dirty handkerchief, looked at it for a while, and then threw it away.

"Mr. Jiao, are we friends?" Cen Jingmo unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his thin and pale collarbone.

"Forget it." He asked himself and answered, "Since we are friends, please help me solve my doubts."

Seeing that the guard next to the turntable had put on the earphones, Ziobai replied with a normal volume: "I said it last night, I'm bewitched."

Cen Jingmo raised his eyelids, and the guard turned the turntable.

The turntable rotates quickly, and the colorful colors are dazzling.

Cen Jingmo grabbed a handful of darts and threw them in front of the table. He picked up one with his gloved hand and threw it casually.

Zizania was stuck in the throat.

The dart passed through the top of Yu Ling's hair and plunged into the "1" above him.

"I want to shoot on 10, how could it be 1," Cen Jingmo flexed his wrist, "It's true that I haven't played for more than ten years, and I'm unfamiliar with it."

Zibai cursed in his heart, **** it, you haven't played in more than ten years, this is killing you.

"I spent my childhood on the island, and then I would come to live there for a period of time every winter and summer vacation." Cen Jingmo fell into memories, "There is a place on the island that is very secretive and quiet, and I would go there whenever I got irritable. I don’t let my servants accompany me every time, so they don’t know, including my family.”

"Marriage is a big event. I went there to meditate after thinking a little bit in the middle of the night, and fell asleep unknowingly. In the morning, my people came to find me. They said it was the address disclosed by Mr. Jiao." Cen Jingmo laughed, "Jiao I'm curious, sir."

Zia Bai was surprised and said, "I don't know."

"I don't remember what I did or said when I was possessed by evil spirits. Only when I wake up soon can I remember something."

At the end, as if to make sure, he asked, "You are the only one in the world who knows where you meditate?"

Cen Jingmo stroked the dart: "Yes."

"The one attached to me..." Jiaobai muttered, "Could it be the lonely ghosts on the island? When you went, they saw it."

Cen Jingmo's lips curled up: "Mr. Jiao really knows how to joke."

Zibazania didn't mean to be joking at all: "I don't think it's impossible."

"Aren't you afraid?" Cen Jingmo looked at him fixedly, "Speak other people's secrets from your mouth."

Zibazania said, "I'm used to it."

"I'm used to it." Cen Jingmo said with a smile, "What kind of feeling does it feel like to get used to it?" He showed embarrassment, "Sorry, this is another question."

Ziao Bai's eyelids are trembling, you **** ask, forget about the darts, can you do it!

Cen Jingmo obviously couldn't do it, so he threw another dart.

The dart was nailed to Yu Xiang's ear.

"Empty dart." Cen Jingmo flicked among the darts in front of him, as if he wanted to find a convenient one, and try again.

"I'll answer you now!" Zibai yelled, "At the beginning, I wasn't used to it either, and I doubted the reality of the world!"

The sound of the dart being struck stopped. Cen Jingmo gently asked: "Is the world real?"

"Yes." Ziazan's legs hurt, and he couldn't stand and sat down. He has used this trick on Qi Yiliao before, and now he has revealed it again. Qi Yiliao has self-consciousness, he can listen to it. Cen Jingmo has a memory of a week, and because of the stimulation in the morning, he has doubts about reality, so he will listen to it... right?

"Mr. Jiao's idea is very interesting," Cen Jingmo smiled, "After answering this question, I will shoot darts first, and then I will ask Mr. Jiao after shooting the numbers."

"I suspect that this world is not real." Ziobai said quickly, "There are violations everywhere, which may be related to my experience of being bewitched by evil spirits. I often have a feeling that my life, every move, and every aspect are being ruled by others. The illusion of surveillance."

"Are you being watched?" The curvature of Cen Jingmo's lips finally flattened.

There was silence in the dark room.

Ziobac was peeking at Yu Xiang, he lowered his head quietly, his ear was pierced by a dart, and he neither cried nor made noise.

At this time, Jiaobai thought again, Yu Xiang should be noisy, it fits the name.

"What else do you know?"

When Ziobai heard Cen Jingmo's question, he said helplessly, "I don't even know what I know, so how can I answer you."

Cen Jingmo took a few darts and stood up. He coughed and walked around the table: "Mr. Jiao, my secret base was discovered. This is the second thing. Do you know what is the scariest thing?"

"It was my thoughts that were known by others, by you. When my people took a small stone and told me your words, the hairs on my whole body stood up." Gentle, "Can you understand, my kind of shock."

Ziobai smelled the fishy smell from Cen Jingmo's body, as if he had been lying on moss, he turned his head back: "I understand."

The current Cen Jingmo is neither Zhoumu nor Erzhoumu, but a combination of the two Zhoumu, a brand new character, he has already broken away from the frame of a paper man, as a manga fan, it is difficult to find out. The opponent's direction.

"So what's going on." Cen Jingmo smiled slightly, "Mr. Jiao, you have been talking for a long time, but my troubles still exist."

Ziao Bai put his hands in his pocket, reached for the keychain of the phone, grabbed the small key, and squeezed it.

"You said you feel being watched, but I think you are watching others." Cen Jingmo stopped smiling, and said with a blank face, "For example, me."

Ziobac's heartbeat stopped, he didn't panic, and said calmly, "I'm unconscious."

"Mr. Jiao, you use evil spirits in everything, I will feel that you are perfunctory to me." Cen Jingmo laughed again.

Ziabab wanted to curse, but grabbing the little key couldn't calm him down. Is it possible for him to say that the reason he understands is because this world is a manga, and he is a person in the real world, and he followed the manga from beginning to end before transmigrating into it?

【warn! Player Zibai, don't reveal the truth of the world during the mission! 】

"I know, I know." Zia Bai responded in his heart, "You can say it after you finish the task."

[Only passive! 】

Ziobai sensed a hostility from Cen Jingmo, he quickly raised his eyes, and in his vision, Cen Jingmo was holding a dart, aiming at... Yu Xiang's throat.

The dart will definitely go out and hit the target.

Cold sweat oozes from the tip of Zizania's nose, what should he do, how can he answer in order not to break the rules, but also to satisfy Cen Jingmo, so that he doesn't ask further questions?

Yu Xiang can't die.

Ziabania supported the ground and stood up.

【warn! Level 1 warning! All major nodes in the world, players can only change passively, not actively. 】

"What important point?" Ziabai's nervousness was broken by astonishment, "There are no Yu brothers in the comics at all."

【Have. 】

Zizania: "..."

There is a fart, just like Yu Xiang's chattering and crying little mental patient, how much memory does he have, can he still remember it wrong?

However, there is no need for the little assistant to lie about this matter.

So, what is going on?

There is indeed no Yu Xiang in the comics I read, why does the little assistant say there is? It also involves major nodes. Yu Xiang had to die under Cen Jingmo's dart and was shot through his throat.

Ziobai thought about many possibilities for a while, but he quickly erased them all, his eyes widened, and in his pupils were the darts thrown by Cen Jingmo.

By the time he reacted, he was already lying on Yu Xiang's body.

Heartache in the back.

[The player changes a major node, and if he violates the rules, he will be punished with 30 lashes. Executed in two minutes. 】

Knowing that he was going to be punished, Ziobai's first reaction was to be thankful that he didn't break a rib this time, so he didn't suffer a crime.

and many more!

Wouldn't the points allow him to avoid pain and get pleasure like a dream?

"How many points do I have?" He held onto Yu Xiang to keep from falling down.

[After checking, the current points of the player Ziabai are 890,000, and the decimal point behind will not be reported. 】

This score is much less than Zibazania thought. Both Qi Yiliao and Shen Ernan are over 50 and haven't joined the group yet. Once he gets in, he will get two million points, and then he will be able to...

When the time comes, the task will be completed, so why do you still need points.

Ziao Bai didn't hesitate: "Then use all my remaining points on the torture." As long as I can last.

【Sure? 】

"Sure." Ziobac said as he fell down, grabbed Yu Xiang's clothes and stood up again, leaning next to Yu Xiang's uninjured ear and talking, "Yu Xiang, wake up."

Yu Xiang didn't respond at all, like a doll.

"Mr. Jiao, what are you blocking?" Cen Jingmo's voice came from behind, "If you are like this, I will throw darts again."

Jiao Bai turned around suddenly: "Cen Jingmo."

Cen Jingmo was stunned.

"Look carefully." Ziabab said.

Cen Jingmo approached Zaobai, a piece of skin curled up on his lips, was licked wet by the tip of his bright red tongue, and he asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Ziobai leaned against Yu Xiang and faced Cen Jingmo who was very close to him. He squinted his dark eyes to see what you wanted to see.

Aren't you curious about my life? Let me uncover some of it and let you take a closer look.

Don't threaten me with your life after reading it, okay?猹猹.

[Two minutes are up, the punishment begins]

Zibania's breathing became disordered, his pale cheeks also showed a hot flush, his eyes gradually blurred, and he let out a comfortable hum from his throat. A puff of damp heat radiated from the collar.

Cen Jingmo stretched out the dart in his hand, brushed it across Zibazania's Adam's apple, and stroked his sweaty fluff: "Mr. Jiao, are you bewitched again?"

Ziobac couldn't answer, as if he was in a dream.

There are dreams of being poor.

In the study room on the second basement floor, he was lying on the large white desk, Qi Yiliao opened his lips and teeth, and "restraint" overflowed from his throat.

Qi Yiliao clasped his fingers and pressed him down.

"what!"

Zizania yelled. Crap, what kind of stuff do you do, and you fall directly from heaven to hell.

Hundreds of thousands of points, how much fun is it?

[Six whips. 】

Zizania was alive, and it took six strokes in such a short time. Then he only needs to bear the remaining twenty-four strokes, which is fine.

Good shit.

Ziobac fell trembling, screaming continuously, rolling on the ground in pain.

The dart on his back hadn't been pulled out, and it had penetrated even deeper. Blood stained the surrounding clothes.

The guards were shocked with their headphones on. How much pain does it take to scream so miserable.

The problem is, no one hit him.

Cen Jingmo squatted down, he coughed and pressed Ziaobai, the body under his fingers twitched, it was a reaction of extreme pain.

"Eight...uh...nine...ah—" The soft flesh inside Zibai's mouth was bitten, blood splashed out with his screams, and landed on Cen Jingmo's face.

"Mr. Jiao, can you hear me?" Cen Jingmo pulled out the dart on his back, and covered his bleeding wound with his hand.

After saying that, Cen Jingmo stared blankly at the young man, seeing that his eyes, which were always bright, were covered with gray, covered with mist, and tears rolled down his face.

What has this man become in the Shen family? He is so invincible that he can still cry in pain.

"Damn..."

Cen Jingmo lightly frowned, "God's wrath."

The door of the dark room was suddenly opened, and several people who survived the killing rushed in, bringing in a pungent blood.

The guards outside were under too much psychological pressure. They unconsciously distracted and gave the opponent a chance.

It's all down now.

Zhang Zhen ran to Zaobai covered in blood.

Yu Ling rushed to the direction of the turntable to rescue his younger brother, while the others all stared at the guards in the dark room.

The guard shot at them and said viciously, "Don't **** move!"

Cen Jingmo lost interest in this game, he made a move on the guards.

When the guard heard this, he immediately retracted his gun.

The next moment, his master was grabbed by his clothes and lifted up. He remembered that it was the Qi family, Qi's secretary.

The guard raised his gun again.

The tense atmosphere was interrupted by screams.

Zhang Zhen wanted to pick up Ziobac, but was exhausted due to the gunshot wound, so he knelt down on him.

"It's not artificial,"

Zhang Zhen stuffed his hand into Ziabania's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.

"This is the second time Baibai has done this, the second time, Baibai..." Zhang Zhen was at a loss.

Everyone was helpless, they all surrounded Ziabai, they could only watch him crying and screaming in pain.

"Poor thing..." Cen Jingmo took a few breaths while grabbing the clothes on his heart, he threw all the darts at will without looking at the turntable, and hit hearts in all of them.

No matter how much you know, it's not like being pinched by fate.

Pitiful.