After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the skull of the blood gu fish reflected pale light in the dark.

Ye Jia knelt down and scratched its chin gently.

The little black hand poked his head out from his shoulder, let out a long sigh of relief, and said in shock, "My god..."

In the past few hours, it felt as if he had been on a roller coaster.

Ye Jia originally wanted to put it down before reaching the battlefield, but the little black hand wanted to prove his steadfastness, so he would rather die than let Ye Jia tear it down.

Fortunately, the last two didn't really fight, otherwise the little black hand would have been scared out of his wits before they made a move.

The blood gu fish raised its head, looked at the little black hand on Ye Jia's shoulder, and seemed to be ready to move.

The little black hand trembled, and slowly hid under Ye Jia's hat.

"Thank God..." Its voice came muffled from under the hat: "But... why did you suddenly think about it, big brother?"

Although he was very satisfied with the result, the little black hand couldn't help being a little curious.

After all, judging from the appearance of the opponent just now, it seems that he has made up his mind, and ten horses will not be able to pull back.

How could he give up at the last moment, the little black hand really couldn't figure it out.

Ye Jia paused slightly when he touched the blood gu fish, but he didn't reply.

But the little black hand can also think about it. Seeing that Ye Jia didn't answer, it didn't press the question, but slipped off the opponent's shoulder secretly, and hid in the room farthest from the blood gu fish——

Anyway, life matters.

That fish is really scary!

The little black hand wants to cry but has no tears - it doesn't want to be fish feed, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes, his thoughts drifted a little.

——The previous strong killing intent has cooled down and been replaced by rational thinking.

One fact emerges with incomparable clarity.

Ji Xuan could not die.

Ye Jia is still unable to judge what Ji Xuan's position is, but if his subordinates did not suppress the rebellion in Xicheng District last night, I am afraid that it would be difficult for human beings to hold their ground under the attack of the army of ghosts and monsters. Harm to human beings", this one alone is worth reconsidering his decision.

More importantly, Ji Xuan's current battlefield is not far from M City.

If Ji Xuan dies, Ye Jia is not sure whether that "mother" will continue to carry out the plan of last night and directly order those monsters to attack M City.

With the current state of human beings, it is no longer possible to deal with the next wave of wars with monsters.

No matter what grievances and grievances he and Ji Xuan had, at least for now, the existence of the other party is necessary.

Ye Jia slowly took a deep breath, dark tide surged deep in his light-colored eyes.

There are plenty of opportunities to settle the accounts between him and Ji Xuan.

Only, not now.

The blood gu fish under him seemed to be very happy to be stroked, it turned over and rolled, and the swing of its tail became more violent.

Then, without warning—

"Kangdang" Kacha".

The sound of something being knocked over came from not far away, and it was deafening in the darkness.

The movements of one person and one fish are all stiff.

Ye Jia suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

Then, as if he didn't believe his eyes, Ye Jia closed his eyes forcefully, then stretched out his hand, and turned on the light in the living room with a "click".

The overhead light came on, illuminating the mess in the room.

As if a tornado passed by, everything that could be broken was broken to the ground. The table was missing a leg and was pitifully tilted to the ground. There was a clear tooth mark on the corner of the table, as if it had been chewed as a molar stick. The living room, which was originally neat and clean, now looks as if it has been ransacked, and it is almost impossible to see what it used to be.

Ye Jia lowered his head slowly, looking at the blood gu fish under his feet.

One person and one fish, big eyes and small eyes.

The blood gu fish raised its head, looked at Ye Jia with its black eye sockets, and wagged its tail cautiously.

"Bangdang-"

Its tail hit something again, and the porcelain vase fell down, cracking and shattering on the ground.

Ye Jia: "..."

At a young age, he had a taste of myocardial infarction.

——"Get smaller!" "You get smaller for me!"

Cheng Cezhi, who was climbing the stairs, paused, and looked up in the direction of the sound. There was a faint sound of ping, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang from inside the closed security door, which was very clear in the narrow corridor.

Cheng Cezhi: "???"

He and Zhao Guangcheng behind him looked at each other in surprise, then cautiously approached the door and knocked on it.

There was another clanging sound from inside.

Immediately afterwards, the door was opened.

Ye Jia's face appeared in the crack of the door. When he saw the person coming, he reluctantly hooked the corner of his mouth and asked:

"……What's up?"

For some reason, Cheng Cezhi could hear the gnashing of teeth in his voice.

Cheng Cezhi stammered and said:

"That's right, we haven't contacted you all morning, so I came to see if you're okay?"

He sniffed, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Although the casualties in our department are not as serious as those in the combat department, several colleagues have entered the hospital, and they are still in the intensive care unit and have not woken up yet."

Cheng Cezhi looked at Ye Jia with tears in his eyes: "It's great that you're fine!"

Seeing that Cheng Cezhi was rambling on and couldn't get to the point, Zhao Guangcheng stepped forward, interrupted him, and said straight to the point: "... Besides, there is one more thing, that is, the higher-ups have assigned a mission, the three of us together, Responsible for the follow-up cleanup of the three nearby blocks."

Ye Jia nodded: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, before the two people outside the door could reply, he hurriedly added: "I'll change my clothes."

Immediately afterwards, he slammed the door shut in front of the two of them.

Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng: "..."

This is too ruthless!

After closing the door, Ye Jia turned around.

He looked at the blood gu fish that was swimming quietly to his side, still maintaining its original size, and pinched the center of his brows with some headaches.

Before putting the blood gu fish into his room, Ye Jia really didn't expect that it would actually tear down the house.

Actually understandable.

After all, compared to Ji Xuan's territory, his room is indeed too small.

but……

It's too miserable here now.

Ye Jia raised his head, looked around his now disfigured room, and couldn't bear to look directly away.

——Families that were not well-to-do made things even worse.

Ye Jia knelt down and discussed with it with some headaches: "Why don't you go find your master?"

Maybe there is a need for it in Xicheng District.

The blood gu fish shook its tail and put its head on Ye Jia's lap, as if it was not ready to leave.

But Ye Jia can't go to Ji Xuan now, and then give him the blood gu fish on the battlefield: fish for you.

Ye Jia was really worried.

The two people outside the door were still waiting for him, and the change of clothes would not take long.

But Ye Jia didn't dare to leave the blood gu fish alone in his room anymore. He made his furniture like this in a few hours, and he might have to demolish the building all day—it was him after all. It's rented, and he still wants to get his deposit back.

However, it doesn't seem appropriate to take it away either.

Last night, the gates of ghosts were wide open, and Yin Qi gathered, and I don't know how many people opened their spirit vision.

And with the strength of the blood gu fish, even if the opponent does not activate the spirit vision, as long as it wants to, it can be seen by ordinary people.

Ye Jia had a flash of inspiration.

He said to the blood gu fish in a negotiating tone: "If you can become smaller, I will take you out."

The blood gu fish raised its head and seemed very interested.

"Are you hungry?" Ye Jia smiled and coaxed, "I can take you to eat delicious food."

The blood gu fish began to frantically wag its tail.

It hesitated for a moment, and then seemed to finally make up its mind - what use is the dignity of the blood gu fish and the face of the evil spirit beside the king!Nothing compared to the temptation to go for a walk and be fed!

Ye Jia watched the blood gu fish shrink little by little in front of his eyes, and finally became a size that could be carried in his pocket, he hooked his lips in satisfaction:

"good."

He put the blood gu fish into his pocket, then pulled out a whole set of clothes from his crooked closet, quickly changed the clothes from last night, and opened the door.

Seeing him coming out, Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng turned to look at him.

Ye Jia smiled at them: "Let's go."

·

The follow-up cleaning work is very complicated.

Moreover, although most of the ghost monsters have receded, there are still some remaining, so they must be extremely careful, in case they suddenly encounter enemies jumping out of the corner after dealing with them.

Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng walked in front, while Ye Jia deliberately landed a little closer to the mouth.

They deal with the corpses of ghosts and monsters, and place the collected Yin Qi in special containers.

Ye Jia's method is much more environmentally friendly.

He fed most of the yin qi to the blood gu fish in his pocket, leaving only a small part symbolically in the container, so that his catching fish would not be so obvious.

The blood gu fish rolled happily in his pocket, accepting the feeding.

The two in front walked and chatted.

Ye Jia, on the other hand, was feeding the fish while listening to each other.

They speculated about the reason for the opening of the ghost gate last night, and the possible measures of the Authority, including the public's possible reaction to such explosive news.

In the end, the topic of the two fell on...

"Did you see it last night? That mysterious man?" Cheng Cezhi asked enthusiastically.

"Of course!" Zhao Guangcheng also suddenly became excited: "At that time, my team and I were at the corner of the street. We were cleaning up those low-level monsters, and then they suddenly appeared from the side alley. A huge ghost, completely black, with a blue and white face exposed in the middle, it looks terrifying, our detector value immediately exploded, and the chirping people had a headache. At that time, I really thought we were all going to die there ..."

What he said was vivid and immersive.

Cheng Cezhi swallowed nervously, and asked, "Well, what then?"

Zhao Guangcheng had a longing look on his face:

"Then...that mysterious man appeared. None of us saw where he came from, as if he appeared out of thin air, and suddenly stood before our eyes.

At that time, my mind froze because of fear. Looking back now, I can only remember the white light that followed. There was no moon, but the blade seemed to be shining, so light, all of a sudden. , the ghost fell down and disappeared.

I swear, I have never seen a person who can easily fight a high-level ghost so easily, and win so easily, it is really too strong..."

Cheng Cezhi listened fascinatedly: "...Wow."

Zhao Guangcheng took a deep breath slowly, turned around and looked around, and after making sure no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said:

"Do you still remember when I was attacked in that school?"

"Remember." Cheng Cezhi nodded vigorously.

Zhao Guangcheng said mysteriously: "I think that the person who saved me back then was that mysterious boss last night. I heard that ghost called him ace, like a code name or something. I think he might be something , a member of some kind of mysterious organization that maintains world order, but a lone wolf who hates organizational disputes and comes out to maintain world peace alone, "

Cheng Cezhi suddenly realized: "It's possible!"

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus: "It's so cool!!"

Ye Jia: "..."

Damn, this is too fucking high school.

At this moment, Cheng Cezhi suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at Ye Jia: "Hey, Brother Ye, didn't you go to that school too? Did you see anything?"

Ye Jia: "..."

I see the head.

He took a deep breath: "No."

"Sigh." Cheng Cezhi sighed, "It's a pity that the division I was assigned to last night happened to not meet him."

Zhao Guangcheng patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Hey, other colleagues in the bureau also talked about it today. This boss is only picking up dangerous places. It's a good thing you didn't come across it. It means that you don't have many people there. A high-level ghost."

Cheng Cezhi looked at Ye Jia: "Where's Brother Ye? Did you meet him last night?"

Ye Jia: "…………No."

Last night, not all the people from the Occult Administration were present.

Probably only 40.00% of the employees arrived at the scene in the end. This is normal. After all, this kind of thing is indeed the first time in the world. Some employees may have been attacked by monsters directly in their homes, or they did not receive any information at all. Information, even if neither of the above two situations happened, it is justifiable to simply panic. After all, non-combatants in the Supernatural Administration still account for the majority, and they cannot be required to respond to such emergencies freely.

If he hadn't been there last night to pick up the communicator, Ye Jia even wanted to say that he didn't go at all.

Cheng Cezhi and Zhao Guangcheng sighed regretfully at the same time: "It's okay, I don't care, I believe there will be opportunities in the future."

Ye Jia: "..."

Thank you very much.

While the three of them were chatting, suddenly, the detectors in their hands beeped an alarm.

Cheng Cezhi took the detector and turned around in place, then looked in one direction: "There!"

They turned left and right and came to a residential area.

The sentry post at the door was empty, the automatic railing was broken from the outside, the sawdust at the break was stunned, and there were still many sticky and dried blood stains, which looked shocking.

The beeping sound of the detector pointed to one of the residential buildings.

The door of the residential building was open, and the corridor was pitch-black, and it was almost impossible to see anything from the outside.

Zhao Guangcheng took out the gun and said to the two people behind:

"Be careful and follow me."

With that said, he walked towards the door of the building.

The overhead lamp was broken, and it was flickering non-stop. The damp and cold breath came from the darkness, and there was also a faint smell of rancid blood, which was quite frightening and terrifying.

The detector didn't respond on the first floor, but when it was aimed at the upward stairs, the value on it began to jump.

As soon as they went up to the second floor, the stinky smell of blood became more and more intense, almost suffocating.

One of the doors was ajar.

A vague, viscous sound came from the gap in the concealed door—"Dang" "Dang" "Dang"—very blunt and regular, but it was impossible to make out what the sound was.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Zhao Guangcheng held the gun in one hand, and opened the door carefully with the other——

There was only a "squeak" sound, and the rusty turning sound of the door shaft broke the silence in the dark corridor.

When they saw the scene inside the door, everyone was stunned.

Shocking scarlet blood splattered on the wall, and even the ceiling was covered with splattered blood droplets. Broken minced meat and internal organs were hanging from the lamp above the head, slowly dripping downwards.

The room was badly damaged.

In the very center of the living room, a woman was lying in a pool of blood, her gray and pale skin showed a lifeless look, her pair of lifeless and cloudy eyes were fixed on the direction of the door, her expression of despair and fear was frozen by death, her chest The lower part of the abdomen was almost chopped into a meat paste, and the original appearance could not be seen at all.

And a man covered in blood knelt beside her, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and slashed at the woman's broken body again and again. The blade had already made a gap in the bone, but he was still mechanical. The ground chopped down, the blade pierced through the pulpy meat, and chopped on the ground, making a regular "dang dang" sound.

At some point in time, the detector in Cheng Ce's hand stopped beeping.

The man seemed to have noticed the three people standing at the door, and slowly raised his head, revealing a blood-splattered, frenzied and terrifying face, his lips were twisted, showing an almost smile look.

Holding the kitchen knife, he stood up crookedly, and rushed towards the leader, Zhao Guangcheng, without warning.

At that moment, Ye Jia's pupils constricted.

The depths of his eyes reflected the man's face.

——That distorted and terrifying expression overlapped with another face in memory.

In the dark night, it was pouring rain outside the window.

The door was ajar.

The boy stretched out his hand and carefully opened the door.

Lightning flashed suddenly outside the window to illuminate the room. The woman was lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the house, her pale and gray face was covered with blood, her lifeless eyes were looking out of the door, her stiff lips were half-opened, as if Still want to say something.

The high bun on the top of her head was already parted, wet with blood, and dried into locks.

The favorite pearl necklace around her neck was broken and scattered in a pool of blood.

The man he called his father squatted next to the corpse, raised the kitchen knife over and over again, and chopped at the mutilated corpse of the woman.

The boy stood stiffly at the door, his pupils constricted, and his breathing and time seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

The next second, the man seemed to notice him standing at the door.

He stood up unsteadily, with a kitchen knife in his hand, and walked towards the young man standing at the door step by step. The blood under his feet made a sticky sound, which was covered by the heavy rain outside the window.

The white light of lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the narrow room and the man's face at that moment.

His pale face was stained with blood, his bulging eyeballs were fixedly staring at the front, and his whole face showed a weird and crazy expression, which looked particularly terrifying on this rainy night. His lips were raised high, forming a A crooked smile.

——"Boom!"

The belated thunder sounded.

"Boom-boom-"

Two gunshots pierced the silence, pulling Ye Jia back from his long memory.

In front of him, the man's body fell heavily on the ground, the kitchen knife in his hand rolled down, and blood spread from under his body.

Zhao Guangcheng panted heavily, his face was still in shock: "What's wrong with this man?"

"You killed him?" Cheng Cezhi's voice became sharp because of the tension.

Zhao Guangcheng shook his head wildly: "No, no, I avoided the fatal part..."

Ye Jia stepped forward, knelt down and checked.

Indeed, the two shot sites on the man's body, one in the shoulder and the other in the arm, were not fatal.

His eyes were bulging, staring fixedly at the ceiling, with a twisted smile on his lips.

Ye Jia stretched out his hand and pressed the man's cold neck.

—has no pulse.

It turned out to be dead.

Ye Jia took a deep breath, turned to look at Zhao Guangcheng and Cheng Cezhi standing behind him, and said, "Call the police."

He wiped the blood on his hands, stood up, and walked out.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't turn his head to look at the woman lying on the ground with her chest and abdomen chopped into flesh, as if he didn't want to cast his gaze away.

·

night approaching.

Ye Jia and the other two returned to the management office to communicate with each other.

Due to the critical situation and the urgent shortage of manpower, there were too many affairs to be dealt with, so all the remaining uninjured employees worked together in the lobby.

"Hey, hello!" Cheng Cezhi elbowed Ye Jia: "Collector."

Ye Jia seemed to come back to his senses: "...Oh."

He handed over the collector to Liu Zhaocheng, then lowered his eyes again.

Cheng Cezhi asked with some concern: "Brother Ye, what's wrong with you? Why do you seem to be out of your mind after calling the police?"

Ye Jia hooked his lips, the expression on his face was the same as usual, and he was exceptionally calm: "It's nothing, just tired."

He parted from the two men and turned around.

The smile on his face melted like snow in the sun, disappearing without a trace.

Ye Jia walked to his desk in the hall expressionlessly and sat down.

There was a thick pile of official affairs waiting to be processed on the table. Ye Jia's eyes fell on the paper, but what he saw were dense black ink dots instead of individual words. He seemed to be lost in thought.

There seemed to be a commotion at the gate.

But Ye Jia didn't seem to hear it.

He was immersed in messy and chaotic thoughts, like a drowning person struggling to get out of the water in the ocean current, the slightest noise from the outside world could not really reach his ears, and he could not get him out of his mind. Pull it out.

Until the blood gu fish began to writhe restlessly in Ye Jia's pocket.

Ye Jia frowned.

He lowered his head to look at the blood gu fish in his pocket, reached out and patted the outside of the pocket lightly, trying to comfort it, but it didn't seem to feel it, and the churning became more violent.

At this time, Ye Jia heard the noise like a wave in the hall.

——and a steady and regular sound of footsteps, walking in his direction from far to near.

Then he stopped at his desk.

Ye Jia saw a pair of shoes appeared in his lowered vision, high-end handmade leather, dark in color, with half-dried blood and minced meat remaining on them.

He looked up in amazement.

A tall man stood in front of him, his eyes drooped, his browbones were deep, his dark and deep eyes were hidden in the depths of the shadows, and a dark red light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, then stretched his hands towards Ye Jia, the sleeves slid down, revealing his pale wrists.

The voice is deep and magnetic, almost like a lover's whisper:

"I surrender myself."