Evil Tattoo: The Ten Great Yama Tattoos at the Beginning

ten in the morning.

The city gate of the shelter slowly opened, and with the sound of the engine sounding, a total of eight identical minibuses drove out of the shelter.

The cars all had black bed curtains drawn and were driving leisurely on the road.

Next to the only way out of the city, on the roof of a building, Du Gong and Riyou were monitoring the entire convoy with binoculars.

"The eight cars are exactly the same. We don't know which car Yang Dingguo is in yet. Let's report it like this first!" Riyou said slowly.

Du Gong on the side continued: "Just because I don't know now, doesn't mean I never knew."

"He Yang Dingguo can't always stay in the car. He always has to get in the car to poop. Let's pee!"

As he spoke, Du Gong activated his tattoo power, and a black alms bowl appeared in his hand.

Du Gong is good at voodoo. This alms bowl was formed by the power of his tattoos. There are all kinds of poisonous voodoo in the bowl.

Du Gong's combat power is not very strong, but his poisonous poison has all kinds of weird abilities.

After the words fell, Du Gong flicked his finger, and two phantoms flew out from the alms bowl. If you look closely, what flew out from the alms bowl were two transparent moths with fluttering edges.

The two fluttering moths flew above the convoy, flying at the same speed as the convoy.

Because the moth is transparent, it cannot be seen with the naked eye.

With these two moths monitoring the convoy, Du Gong could know which car Yang Dingguo got off and then which car he got into.

After releasing two flutter moths to monitor the convoy, Du Gong said to Riyou: "My two voodoos can sense within ten miles. Just use the voodoos to keep an eye on them. Let's not get too close."

"If Lin Yuan discovers the two of us, we will die without a burial place."

"I don't want to do this cannon fodder job for a day!"

Du Gong was still afraid when he mentioned Lin Yuan.

Du Gong used poisonous poison to monitor the convoy, and Lin Yuan had already left a mark of fire on Riyou's body in advance.

Now, Lin Yuan also knew the location of Riyou and the others very well.

At this time, one of the eight identical minibuses.

"Hey, I'm so tired!"

Zhang Zhen, pretending to be Yang Dingguo, was in the car with his legs crossed and drinking a drink.

On the other side, Yang Dingguo, who had changed his appearance, was still handling various official duties.

The bed curtains in the car are all drawn, so Zhang Zhen can do whatever he wants in the car. Once it's time to get out of the car, Zhang Zhen has to hold his body upright.

He looks like Yang Dingguo now, so he can't look like a carefree, little gangster.

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Hangcheng.

In a secret room at the headquarters of the Conspiracy King Party.

"what!"

"Ah! Ah!"

Painful roars kept coming from the secret room. This voice was very familiar. It was Yang Jing's voice.

Several dark iron chains tightly trapped Yang Jing. Yang Jing was rolling on the ground, with a look of pain on his face, and he kept roaring.

Repercussions!

Although Yang Jing survived after being implanted with Xie Sui's organ, he was left with serious sequelae.

At least [-]% to [-]% of the organs in his body came from evil spirits. People eat whole grains, but evil spirits eat people.

Yang Jing's organs come from evil spirits, so if he wants to maintain the operation of these organs, the energy he needs is...

human blood.

Ever since he was replaced with these evil organs, Yang Jing has become addicted to human blood. He must drink human blood every day to ensure the normal operation of his organs.

Otherwise, there will be bone-breaking pain all over the body, as if every cell is being torn apart.

Yang Jing's body was replaced with various evil organs, but his brain was still his own.

The thinking is still Yang Jing's own thinking.

Therefore, although Yang Jing was physically dependent on human blood, he was still very uncomfortable psychologically.

The reason why he had people tie him up with iron chains was to get rid of his dependence on human blood.

However, it is impossible.

Because Yang Jing's withdrawal from blood is different from drug withdrawal. Drug withdrawal is a psychological dependence, not a physical need.

Therefore, as long as the willpower is strong enough, detoxification can be achieved.

However, Yang Jing's dependence on blood is different.

His organs are organs from evil spirits, and the nutrients evil spirits need is human blood.

The dependence of Yang Jing's organs on blood is like a car's dependence on gasoline.

If you want the car to run, you have to refuel. If you don't refuel, the car won't run.

The same is true for Yang Jing's organs. If you want these evil organs to function normally, you need human blood as nutrients.

Unless Yang Jing dies, he will never be able to relieve his dependence on human blood.

It has to be said that Yang Jing's willpower is very firm.

He had people tie him up with chains, and he endured the pain that felt like tearing all over his body.

However, without the intake of human blood, his organs began to go into hibernation, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker.

Yang Jing had secretly sworn that he would never drink human blood again.

He cannot, absolutely cannot become a monster that feeds on human blood.

If that were the case, he would rather die.

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"The leader."

"The leader, the leader."

The leader led a group of people to the secret room, and the fate masters guarding the secret room all bowed and saluted.

"Is that boy Yang Jing still struggling?" the leader asked the person at the door.

Naturally, the fate master at the door didn't dare to hide anything, and answered truthfully: "It's been a whole day, and there's not a trace of blood on it."

"I sent people in several times, but he scolded me every time."

The leader looked in through the window on the door. At this time, Yang Jing was lying on the ground squirming.

That's right, squirming, not struggling.

Due to ischemia, most of the organs in his body had entered a dormant state. At this time, he had no strength to struggle at all.

Even the roar in his mouth was almost inaudible.

Even Quebec admires Yang Jing's willpower.

This is a talent!

As long as he can be completely conquered, he will definitely become his right-hand man.

"Open the door!" the leader ordered towards the fate mark master at the door.

After hearing the leader's order, the fate-marker guarding the door quickly opened the door, and the leader led the people in.

"Bring the blood!" the leader ordered to the men behind him.

Immediately, someone came over with a tray with only a red wine glass on it.

However, what was in this red wine glass was not the 82 Lafite, but blood.

"Drink it."

"Drink it and it won't be so painful!" The leader's voice was bewitching.

Yang Jing's organs had entered a dormant state due to ischemia.

At this time, Yang Jing was groggy, his mind was blank, and his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

"Gudu!" Yang Jing opened his eyelids with difficulty and looked at the red wine glass in the leader's hand. He swallowed hard and felt like there were ants crawling all over his body.

A hundred claws scratching the heart, this is the feeling of a hundred claws scratching the heart!

Faced with the extreme longing of his body, Yang Jing used his willpower to suppress it. He said in a hoarse voice: "No, it's impossible!"

"I won't drink it!"

Yang Jing's firm willpower makes even the leader feel ashamed.

"This is blood from the hospital's blood bank. No one was killed."

"Drink, if you continue like this, you will die." The leader's voice was full of temptation, giving people an irresistible feeling.

Yang Jing opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were a little distracted. He knew that the reason why he became this inhuman and weird look was all thanks to the man in front of him!

However, he couldn't hate the leader.

If there was no leader, he would probably be dead by now.

"Kill me, please kill me!"

"I don't want to be like this, where I'm not human, I'm not weird."

"Kill me, kill me!" Yang Jing's voice was hoarse, but extremely firm.

From Yang Jing's words, it can be heard that he wants to die now.

Yang Jing wants to die, will the leader let him die?

Certainly not.

You know, he invested a lot in Yang Jing.

The blood pills snatched away by Yang Jing from the Zhang family and the evil organs consumed to revive Yang Jing are all resources of the King of Guilty Party!

The essence of a leader is actually a businessman.

Businessmen never hesitate to invest, but the capital they invest in you will definitely be recovered tenfold or a hundredfold.

Yang Jing wants to die now?

It is impossible for the leader to let him die.

There was absolutely no way he would let Yang Jing die before draining the last bit of Yang Jing's value.

The leader has achieved the ultimate in controlling people's hearts.

He knew that Yang Jing must be able to ignite the hope of living and be willing to be used by him.

Otherwise, Yang Jing's trump card would be a useless card.

"Yang Jing, you can't die."

"Your sister has woken up. Don't you want to see her?" The leader's voice sounded in Yang Jing's ears.

"what?"

"Chan'er is awake?" Suddenly, a force seemed to be injected into Yang Jing's body, and his voice became a little louder.

After being excited, Yang Jing's face showed a look of decadence again, and he said to himself extremely lonely: "No, I can't see her."

"I don't want Chan'er to see me looking so weird."

"I can't see her, I can't see her."

Seeing Yang Jing's appearance, the leader's eyes sparkled, and he knew that Yang Jing already had the desire to survive.

"I have a way to help you recover, but there is no free lunch in the world. You need to give an explanation for the Zhang family's blood pills, and the organizational investment in you also needs to be recovered."

"You have worked for me and the organization for three years, and we are settled. By then, you can live an ordinary life with your sister."

"Of course, I am a businessman, and I will not buy or sell by force. I will wait for you in the office next door. If you are willing to trade, just drink this blood. I will wait for you next door." After saying this, the leader stood up leave.

In the office next door, the leader was leisurely making tea.

He made two cups of tea, one cup in front of him and one cup on the opposite side.

Obviously, he was sure that Yang Jing would come.