Original God, looking for the heart

The screams were heart-wrenching. The two soldiers looked at each other blankly and stammered that they wanted to go up and check it out.

"Yeah." Mo Bei responded, raised the candle and continued to chop off the remaining chains.

There was a puddle of meat paste on the ground. Correspondingly, the man also disappeared.

"what happened."

"I...we don't know either..." One person hesitated, what happened just now gave him a huge impact,

"We just stayed here, doing nothing... then, then... the man suddenly screamed, his body seemed to be corroded by something, and it seemed to melt by itself... his eyes... intestines... all those things... vomit... flowed out .”

They approached the meat on the ground and looked at the dust-covered eyes after it rolled down.

Sure enough, it was just like what the people above said. Although the skin and flesh melted, the organs remained intact. As if there was some bad taste, the heart in the center of the meat was still beating.

A strong feeling of dizziness and nausea came to my mind, and my throat felt sore.

"Ugh..." In the end, they couldn't control it anymore, and the two ran outside the house and retched.

The woman was so frightened that she moved her legs and shrank into the corner, her mouth open but unable to make a sound.

In the basement, Mo Bei had cut off all the chains. Due to kneeling for a long time, they would be unable to stand up for a while, and fell to the ground after losing the support of the iron chains.

There's no way, I can't take it out. Perhaps it is now difficult for them to even leave the house.

"Have a good rest, no one will abuse you again in the future."

Putting away his weapon, Mo Bei returned to the ground again. He looked at the woman huddled in the corner and silently carried the child to the sofa.

The eyes were empty and the behavior was numb, just like a programmed... Mo Bei speculated that if nothing unexpected happened, what the following people experienced would also happen to these two children. Just now, that couple must have had the same thought about themselves.

He said to the soldiers: "I leave the questioning to you."

Even though he is just a stranger, he still has pressure that cannot be resisted. "His orders cannot be violated." The soldier standing here thought.

As long as Mo Bei is in charge, plus the scene she just saw... the woman told the whole story.

Mo Bei took out two bottles of milk from the space. The trace amount of fire element made the milk warm. He handed it to the two children.

The children held the milk in their hands, and for the first time after seeing the color in the bottles, expressions appeared on their faces - fear.

"Snapped"

One of them failed to grab the bottle, and the sound of falling was particularly obvious in the room. Mo Bei was stunned for a moment. The kid immediately got off the couch and knelt on the floor to pick up the bottle. That doesn't seem to be enough. His "father" would be angry if he stained the floor. (Note: This is not the Hearth House)

There are no cleaning tools...just drink it like before...

The child leaned over and was stopped by Mo Bei.

"I didn't think well, I'm sorry." He took the child back to the sofa again and found the mop under the surprised eyes of everyone.

When passing by a soldier: "Look what I'm doing, have you finished asking me questions?"

They didn't dare to neglect, and then asked for relevant information.

"Because the colors are similar, the milk itself also has a fishy smell..." Mo Bei lowered his eyes, "I accidentally irritated them."

Comforting people was difficult for him. Especially children in this situation. Sure enough, professional things should be left to professionals.

After cross-examination, they came up with the following information:

First of all, they are just a cooperative relationship, not a couple; secondly, these two children are not their biological children, but they are the two they are most proud of after being trafficked; and finally, their status in the organization is only at the bottom.

"My mission is not here." Mo Bei thought, not getting deeper into irrelevant matters.

"My lord, where are you coming from and where are you going?"

"Over there." Mo Bei pointed to the direction where he fell.

"Are you really from...over there...?"

"Yeah. But I don't know where you want to go. To be precise, I need to find someone."

The soldier and his companions whispered to each other, and one of them ran out. The child who spilled the milk grabbed Mo Bei's sleeve and refused to let go. He raised his hand and rubbed the child's head.

……

After a while, footsteps were heard outside the door. Have the relevant personnel arrived? He should be good to go.

The crowd crowded in, one group entered the basement, and the other group surrounded Mo Bei.

Tsk, it’s this uncomfortable feeling again.

"This friend, you might as well come with us."

"How do you treat guests?" It was a malicious breath. At least, Mo Bei was sure that he was not treated as a "friend". "If you have anything, you might as well say it here."

"My friend, please don't embarrass yourself."

"You can't even explain the cause of the matter. You really have no reason for me to trust you."

The two sides were in a stalemate, and the child sitting next to Mo Bei remained motionless.

"You can't handle such a small thing well."

"Lord Skirmisher!" Everyone knelt down on one knee.

Like a thunderbolt, Mo Bei quickly stood up from the sofa.

Sure enough, it was similar to the image in his impression. However, because it was the solstice of winter, in order to make himself look similar to ordinary people, he put on a white mink cloak. A cone-shaped purple crystal hangs from the side of the cloak.

The skirmisher raised his hands, and Mo Bei discovered that he even wore a pair of black gloves.

In such comparison, my own outfit is too strange.

"Executive Officer..."

Mo Bei felt really uncomfortable every time he thought about the stragglers not recognizing him.

He was the only one standing up in the crowd, and it was hard not to catch his eye. Mo Bei took the initiative and met the opponent's gaze.

The skirmisher was shocked at first, then showed disgust on his face: "Tch..."

Mo Bei's heart clenched when he saw such an expression - why are you looking at him like this?

"It's not this person." The skirmisher said, "Remember to see clearly before reporting, you are a bunch of idiots. My time will not be spent on meaningless journeys, let alone listening to your wrong guidance."

After scolding his subordinates, the soldiers then thought of Mo Bei.

He stretched out his hand: "The sixth seat of the executive officers of the fools - skirmishers."

"I've heard of you." Mo Bei smiled, "Mo Yu."

"You might as well come with me."

"Of course, I am very happy to cooperate with you, sir."

"..." For some reason, the skirmishers felt unhappy. Are the eyes bringing back bad memories? It was still the way this person spoke. It was only the first time for them to meet each other, and this way of trying to get closer really made me feel cold.

but--

The skirmisher turned around and gave an order to his subordinate: "Get some warm clothes and put them on him."

Well...the human body is fragile. He just didn't want to have a sick person around him.

That's it.

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