purgatory artist

Chapter 291 Individual Actions

The truck staggered to a stop in front of a construction site.

The four got out of the car, turned around and left.

"Wait a moment!"

The driver got out of the car and yelled at them.

"Anything else?" Liu Ping asked.

"No matter what you want to do, not having an identity is a big problem. There is an address here. It is the best policy for you to spend some money to buy an identity." The driver handed over a note.

Liu Ping took the note and looked at the other party.

"That's how we came in at the beginning. Of course, you are rich people, and you are not the same as us who make a living." The driver shrugged.

"Thanks." Liu Ping patted him on the shoulder and walked back with the note.

They left the site.

Xingchen said quietly: "The driver just now emitted a hazy white light."

"It seems that he feels that he is doing something good." Tiger said.

"Then this note?" Liu Ping asked.

The head of the group said: "Take it first, if you really need it, go get an identity, but I guess we won't stay here for too long..."

By this time the night was getting darker.

The streets are dimly lit and crowded with people, as if this is the beginning of people's life.

Go through an alley.

The four witnessed a bloody fight between the two gangs.

Go through another alley.

Melodious music sounded in the bar, and people drank comfortably, singing and dancing.

Cross a road.

Gunshots sounded.

A paunchy man was shot dead as soon as he got out of the car.

The killer quickened his pace and left quickly.

Onlookers rushed forward and snatched the man's wallet, clothes and shoes.

Liu Ping casually picked up a drunk on the side of the road, and asked in a low voice, "Is there no one here?"

The man was so drunk that he laughed and said: "This is a city of ruins, one or three murders are not worth one's life, two or four or six robberies are not illegal, and all acts on Sundays are innocent - you are from the countryside, rookies. "

Trembling, he reached into his arms and took out a pistol.

Liu Ping didn't move, still thinking about what he said just now.

The tiger took a step forward and gently pushed the man into the wall.

The people around looked at him coldly, and they were a little ready to move at first, but they rationally withdrew their gazes after the tiger showed his hand.

The leader laughed and said softly:
"No wonder so many people are praying in my ears..."

"Having said that, how do we find clues?" Tiger asked.

"What I care most about is the summoning body of the purgatory sacrifice in the rabbit's hand. It already smells like a prisoner—let's start looking for clues from those extremely evil sacrifices and see if we can figure it out." The head of the group road.

Several people quickened their pace, passed through many streets, and came to a relatively remote area.

Quiet all around.

Abandoned buildings are everywhere.

It is rare to see people walking on the street, and occasionally you can see those drug addicts who are staggering like walking corpses.

——This is an old city abandoned by prosperity.

The four of them walked for a while.

"Is anyone following me?" asked the leader.

"Five, kill three, and there are two minors, let them go." Xing Chen chuckled.

She pointed to a building not far away:

"There is a lot of resentment in that place, and no one has dared to approach it for a long time."

"Not bad." The head said.

They changed direction, and soon came to the building, gently climbed into the wall, and walked slowly between the corridors.

All the way up to the fifth floor.

The head of the group stood still and said with satisfaction: "This place is good, we will meet here in the future."

Xingchen took a few steps forward, took out a few cards from the void, and said in a low voice:

"Mourning Star, now."

Streams of light flew from all around, forming a pitch-black color on the card in her hand, completely sealing the card.

Xingchen handed the two cards to the leader and Tiger, and said: "I will build a star cave leading to Yongye here, once you are in danger, activate the cards and return here immediately, and we will return to Yongye immediately. "

"Okay, let's go then." The head said.

Tiger nodded.

The two disappeared instantly.

In this abandoned building, Liu Ping and Xing Chen were left.

Xingchen opened the card book, pulled out the cards one by one, and slowly put them together.

"Rabbit, do you have any plans? If you have nothing to do, just wait for me for a while, I have finished decorating the star cave, and I can play cards with you."

Xingchen said.

Those cards gradually exude starlight, which looks quite spectacular.

Liu Ping hesitated and said, "I want to go for a walk in the city."

A card flew from Xing Chen's hand and landed in Liu Ping's hand.

"With this card, if you encounter any situation that you can't handle, just crush it and you can reach me immediately." Xing Chen said.

"Thank you, is there anything else that needs attention?" Liu Ping asked.

"You can get out of the dark drama by yourself, so I don't think you need to tell me anything." Xing Chen laughed.

Liu Ping sighed.

Yes, although it is chaotic here, it does not have the darkness and despair of Yong Ye at all.

Even if I see someone die in front of me, I still feel that this is the smoke and fire of the world, full of traceable and logical sense of security.

——In Yongye, I don't know what I will meet, let alone when I will die.

If it wasn't for defeating the prisoner, turning him into a dark death puppet hanging on his waist...

I can't imagine.

Liu Ping looked at the cards in his hand.

I saw that it was pitch black, the face of the card could not be seen clearly, and there was no fluctuation of power at all in the hand.

A line of burning small characters emerged:

"Card: Black Hole."

"Escape card, one-time card."

"Crush it, and a powerful star power hole will be formed around you, which will immediately teleport you to the location you have already set."

Xingchen said: "Go and play. At your age, it's time to experience the world. If you are in danger, use this card to come back immediately."

"Thank you, Xingchen." Liu Ping said.

"You're welcome, when you reach level 50, you won't have time to play," Xing Chen said.

"What happened to level 50?" Liu Ping asked.

"Starting to break through from level 50, you can't rely too much on card battles. You have to experience the strangeness of multiple rules by yourself-you will know when the time comes." Xing Chen covered his mouth and smiled.

"Go play and have fun."

she said finally.

Liu Ping nodded, and disappeared from this meeting point in a flash.

In the abandoned building, silence was restored again.

Xingchen stretched his waist, and muttered, "I'm alone guarding the teleportation point again..."

She waved to the depths of the darkness and said, "Wraith, come here, play cards with me."

……

Liu Ping walked through the streets and came to the address written on the note.

This is a remote alley, and there is no one knowing what kind of business it is on both sides. There are dim lights, but no one can see coming in and out.

"Gate 6..."

Liu Ping walked to the door and knocked a few times.

The door opens.

A thin old man looked at him and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"I was introduced."

Liu Ping handed over the note in his hand.

The old man took a look and said, "Come in."

Liu Ping was welcomed in by him.

I saw that this place didn't look like a place for certificates, but a morgue.

In the hall of the room, dozens of corpses were covered with white cloth, and a long message was written at each foot.

"So, what kind of identity card do you want?" asked the old man.

"Official ones that can stand inspection," Liu Ping said.

"That's not cheap, and they don't accept cash, only gold coins." The old man said.

"Money is not a problem." Liu Ping said.

"Very good, a few fighting teenagers just died in West City 10 minutes ago, the youngest of them was 16 years old, his identity and formalities were complete, and their gang brought the bodies over—"

The old man went inside and opened the white cloth of a dead body.

Under the white cloth was the corpse of a young man with many scars, his face still looked a little immature.

"It's him." Liu Ping said.

The old man took out a box and handed over the ID card inside.

"Only the ID card?" Liu Ping asked.

"That's right, I have nothing but an identity card—this is the cleanest type of identity, and it requires 50 gold coins, so I guarantee there will be no trouble," said the old man.

Liu Ping squatted down and looked at the boy carefully, and asked:
"How did he mess up so badly?"

The old man said calmly: "I want to learn boxing from others and become a thug in the gang, but I didn't survive the first night."

"What good is punching for the gangsters? It's all courting death." Liu Ping said.

"No way, gangsters have boxing skills."

"and then?"

"If you learn boxing, you can participate in the selection—the devil has started to select slaves again, and even those who are shortlisted will be rewarded. It's a chance to skyrocket. Who wouldn't be jealous?" said the old man.

Liu Ping nodded, counted out fifty gold coins and handed them over.

"Money and goods pay off."

"Thanks for your patronage."

Liu Ping threw another gold coin and said, "Bury him."

"The boss is benevolent." The old man took the gold coin and said.

Liu Ping patted the corpse of the young man on the ground, and said, "I will bury you on your behalf, don't blame me too much."

After speaking, he took his ID card and walked out the door.

Bang!
The door is closed.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head; "Turn off the lights, we won't be doing business tonight."

The two corpses suddenly came back to life and got up from the ground. One of them was puzzled and said, "Boss, just now that boy casually took out a lot of gold coins. It's obviously a fat sheep. Why didn't you give a secret signal?"

Another person shouted: "Yes, we will definitely kill him!"

While speaking, several tough men came out of the inner room with the same doubts on their faces.

"A bunch of idiots."

The old man suddenly scolded: "When did you ever see a 14-year-old boy face a room full of dead bodies, and chat with me so easily?"

He spat, pointed at a group of people and cursed: "If he panics a little bit, I will kill him, but he is calmer than your boss, I don't even know what he does, who among you can guess it ? Tell me?"

A group of people looked at each other.

The old man couldn't help but point to the boy's body and said, "Look carefully."

Everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw that the corpse on the ground had become intact.

The boy closed his eyes, his expression was lifelike, there was not a trace of wound on his body, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

——He seemed to hear the old man's words, and seemed to come back to life at any moment.

There was an inexplicable chill in everyone's heart.

"Leaving me, the boss, you blind black-hearted pigs want to live in this city? Hmph! You will definitely be eaten to the bone by others!"

The old man sighed, and said tiredly: "Let's go, follow me to bury this boy."

A burly man said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Is it really going to be buried? His organs... I have made an agreement with the black doctor Zhao, and I will come to pick them up right away. I will get 1000 yuan afterward."

"Tell the black doctor Zhao not to come," the old man said. "I took the gold coin from that young man. If we don't bury this scapegoat, we will all bury him, believe it or not?"

The big man gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and said, "Who says you don't believe me?"

The crowd dispersed in a hurry.

The man who spoke had his legs go limp, and he didn't even run, but collapsed on the ground.

As expected of the old man who has gone through a lot of troubles, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter what he said, I am the boss, we will bury you immediately!"

The young man glanced at him indifferently, and then said: "Remember, if you take the money, you will bury me, or I will kill your entire gang."

After speaking, he lay back and closed his eyes.

The whole room was silent.

The old man took out his handkerchief and wiped the bean-sized beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Let's go to bury people."

He said hoarsely.

(End of this chapter)