God of Rebirth Investment

After Kipling sent someone to pick him up, Chang Dong came to Basa Luomu Street, looking at the empty street, he suddenly had the feeling of meeting Zhou Yuancheng last time.

He shook his head, told his subordinates to wait outside, stood alone in front of the door, and knocked on the door.

"Kipling Benedict finally has some brains, and knows to send a foreigner, but you go back and tell him that his ant has a big brain, even if it grows a little, it's shit!"

The door is open, but the safety chain is still fastened.

In the extreme stretching distance of the safety chain, a pale middle-aged man's face was revealed. His eyes were red and his mouth was dirty.

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

To be honest, Chang Dong, who was sprayed bloody before the official exchange started, was simply dazed.

He took a step back, looked at the door license plate, knocked on the door again and said, "I'm not from Kipling!"

He knew Arthur Jean was still standing behind the door.

At this time, Chang Dong spoke extremely fluent French.

This language ability comes from Kipling's gift - a spirit talisman made of memory fireflies, which slowly floats up and surrounds Arthur to fully demonstrate the magic of the way of talismans.

Arthur Jean had a panoramic view of this scene because of the celestial eye talisman.

He widened his eyes in astonishment, before he had too many thoughts!

These mysterious runes that revolved around him suddenly retracted, wrapped him up, and merged into his body.

For a moment, his senses could clearly perceive that the pain, which could not be suppressed by painkillers, was quietly receding, and the accompanying sense of comfort made him sluggish on the spot!

After a while, he suddenly opened the door.

Because of the safety chain, the door could only be opened ten centimeters, but this did not conceal the excitement and curiosity in his eyes.

"Can you let me go in and have a sit?" Chang Dong smiled, thinking, I can't cure you yet?

Arthur's lips twitched and said, "Of course, if this is not a temporary hallucination?"

With that said, he was finally willing to unplug the safety chain and opened the door.

Chang Dong stepped into it and looked at it curiously.

Probably suffering from a terminal illness, Arthur's residence is extremely messy. Although the space is large, the ground is full of things, such as dirty clothes, stinky shoes, cigarette butts, and pizza boxes. It can be called a garbage dump.

Facing Chang Dong's scrutinizing gaze, Arthur didn't care. "You should know that for critically ill patients like us, everything else has lost its meaning except life and death."

"Understandable."

"You said that you are not from Kipling, so if my guess is correct, you should be an extremely rare demon hunter, right?"

"Demon hunter?"

Arthur shrugged, "The title I named after the film and television works is the person who hunts the spirits. Well, well, the spirit hunter may be more appropriate, but language is an art, and the demon hunter is more catchy. what do you think?"

"not so good?"

"why?"

"I saw with my own eyes that the demon hunter and the devil you spoke of were mingling together."

"Oh, well, the world is never black and white." Probably the disappearance of physical pain made Arthur full of vitality.

"By the way, how do you know that I am a demon hunter?"

"Simple. There is an electric meter box on the left side of the entrance. I noticed that when you walked in, you were very close. Kipling would not. He would subconsciously distance himself, even if he occupied Kipling's body."

"Oh, you see that Kipling is not Kipling?" Chang Dong became interested.

"Of course, I have studied his behavior patterns and established a personality model for him. It is a pity that his change rate is far beyond imagination. Even if it is death, it should not make people completely change their appearance, especially a few close contacts."

"Good eyesight!"

"It's what I eat."

When Chang Dong said this, he had already entered the living room.

Arthur's living room is very interesting, there is no TV here, the TV wall is replaced by a blackboard, it is full of information, very messy.

But after just a few glances, Chang Dong discovered the abnormality, which was almost all reports of various supernatural events.

If it were seen by outsiders, they might think that Arthur was a supernatural lover, or was looking for hidden clues inside.

But Chang Dong has already learned from Kipling that Arthur deduced all the characteristics of the spirit by relying on these supernatural events and a little bit of tone from Kipling.

Terrible person.

"I'm not a demon hunter." Chang Dong said.

"Huh? The third category?" Arthur's eyes lit up.

Chang Dong turned his face around, with doubts in his eyes.

"This is also the name I created. I think the third category should combine the characteristics of demon hunters and spirits. This kind of people should be very, very rare. No, I didn't even find a case, just through some very trivial clues, made a hypothesis."

"You're right in your assumption, I'm almost the third type you mentioned."

"I'm curious, what was that trick you just did? Did it heal me?" Arthur gestured at the plague-suppressing talisman that just emerged from his feet.

"No."

"It's just pain relief?" Arthur couldn't wait to ask this question, his eyes obviously flashed with disappointment.

"No, it's not." Chang Dong teased, "It's called the Plague Suppressing Linglu. Well, you can understand that it can curb your disease and prevent it from spreading and deteriorating."

"If your cancer cells didn't spread, if you were younger and could withstand enough chemotherapy, this spirit talisman might still save your life. Now, at most, it can only prolong your survival time."

"Oh, you shouldn't have told me this. If it was Kipling, he would have told me that my disease is already cured, or that it will gradually get better with continued treatment."

Chang Dong laughed when he heard the words. He glanced at Arthur's blackboard, carefully looked at every line on it, and said after a while, "You are a smart person, and lying to a smart person is too expensive."

Arthur wasn't proud at all, he looked seriously at Chang Dong's side face and said, "Is it understandable for you to tell the truth because you have other solutions?"

408 Being targeted?

Chang Dong looked away from the blackboard and said, "Unfortunately, basically none."

Arthur looked as usual, still looking at Chang Dong indifferently, as if he knew that Chang Dong would turn around again.