Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

With a movement of Yu Yan's wrist, a gust of cold wind blew past Shang Heyin's ears, wrapped in a layer of medicinal aroma.

The ox hair needle quickly swept away along the same path.

A short gray figure moved faster, popped out a rope with one hand, and flew towards the roof without touching the ground.

Cong Youyan snorted, and said with a slight smile, "You can't control yourself."

Countless sesame seeds suddenly flew out from the root of the ox hair needle, as if they had eyes, and went straight to Huiying's buttocks.

Not surprisingly, the gray shadow let out a muffled snort, its hands softened, and it fell from the roof to the ground.

Walking quickly from Youyan, he raised Huiying's face with his toes, heaved a sigh, and turned to look at Shang Heyin.

Shang Heyin raised his eyebrows and asked: "What's wrong?"

Cong Youyan stood up solemnly: "Yu Shutian?"

Shang Heyin was also a little surprised when he heard the words, and asked: "Didn't she ask for leave to go back and get married and have children?"

"It's just like her, but it's not her. You'll know after a closer look." Cong Youyan pulled Shang Heyin away from the corpse.

The short gray figure had delicate features, but was less than five feet tall, lying on the dusty floor with its neck crooked, silently staring at its tarnished eyes.From the seven orifices, black blood slowly flowed out.

Shang Heyin looked at it carefully this time, and nodded: "This is... a reduced version?"

Shang Heyin is very adaptable. After being assassinated many times, he is more or less used to it. Although he is much calmer, he just doesn't understand why the assassins always start from him. Does he really look weak and deceitful? ? .

"This child has died of anger, I wonder what tricks these people want to play?" Shang Heyin felt a little regretful.

"Wait, I think of someone, he might have some gossip." Cong Youyan took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, and found Xiaolong's phone number.

The phone has been in the dialing state, but it has never been connected.

Cong Youyan glanced around: "Is this a blind spot? The signal is a bit blocked. I'll go out and fight. Yin'er, you stay here and wait for me to come back."

Shang Heyin: "..." Is the point now to call and ask about the situation?Isn't it called the police?

Walking from Yuyan to the slightly open air vent, avoiding the back and forth of the drama staff carrying luggage, he made another call.

The signal here was much stronger than the signal inside, and the call was connected quickly.

Xiaolong's lazy voice came from inside: "Hello!"

Cong Youyan greeted cheerfully: "Brother Xiaolong, it's me."

The sound of Brother Xiao Long coaxed Xiao Long to smile, and felt that he was much younger, so his tone also became cheerful: "So it's Xiao Cong, what's the matter?"

Cong Youyan: "That's right, my daughter-in-law was assassinated again just now..."

Xiaolong frowned: "Not mine."

Cong Youyan: "Yeah, I know it's not Brother Xiaolong, because that looks like an actress in the troupe, but his body is a child. I just want to ask, Brother Xiaolong, you have a lot of connections, do you have any?" I heard that the genetic fluid modification fluid and the killer after the genetic fluid modification..."

Xiaolong pondered for a moment: "Speaking of gene fluid modification, I know a little bit."

Cong Yuyan's whole body was excited, and urged: "Tell me and listen."

Xiaolong looked out of the window, with the disgust of memories: "I, you, including that Xiong Da, we are all victims of genetic modification fluid. Of course, those people above will say, we people We are all beneficiaries. We were born in test tubes, culture fluid, and were installed with chips. We are like machines, and we are quickly nurtured and grown up."

From Yuyan, I didn't expect that what Xiaolong said here was different from Xiong Da's, so I became interested: "Let's listen to the details."

Xiaolong's words were filled with irritability: "What are you talking about, that's all I know. You insisted on asking me to recall the past, and I took great pains to erase these memories from the past."

Cong Yuyan wanted to squeeze more toothpaste from Xiaolong's mouth: "So, what's going on with this little killer who looks like an actress, I didn't find any insertion point on her."

"We are obsolete products, and we still have our own thoughts and thinking, so they are raised in captivity and sell organs. We are different from these small machines that were born later. They are brainwashed and perfectly transformed products .This time, do you understand? When we were born, there was also competition between us."

"compete?"

"Yes, competing to survive, just like the little bugs you keep in the sapphire vat, each kills each other according to their ability, and the one with the most ability can be released alive."

From Yu Yan's sudden thought of the man who hunted late at night with a lion and a tiger, and the weird man in the lime factory who could draw Liujia talismans, could these people be my kind?

It's just terrifying!

How many such "similar" are there, mixed in the crowd?

Xiaolong didn't wait for a call back for a long time, knowing that the remarks just now shocked Cong Youyan, he laughed viciously, and fanned the flames: "If you meet such a similar kind, don't be soft-hearted, rush up and kill him. If you don't kill him, he will kill you, and he will dig out your heart and eat it, it's very nourishing, oh ho ho ho~"

Cong Youyan rolled his eyes: "Why didn't you rush up to kill me and gouge out my heart that day? It's so sweet."

Xiaolong smiled and scolded: "You bastard, I have already promised Brother Shang that I will not eat people no matter how hungry I am. Don't ruin my reputation, you boy."

Cong Yuyan continued to roll his eyes: "Do you still need me to promote your reputation? Okay, thank you. Hang up, bye."

"Wait, you send me another ten catties of spicy abalone."

On the phone, there was only a laugh and a "Goodbye", and then there was no sound.

"You little bastard!" Xiaolong answered the phone with a smile, and continued to lie on the sofa and play games.

After getting the latest information from Yuyan, while making calculations, he walked to the corner where the props were placed.

Under the rockery in the corner, the man in gray is still lying there, but Shang Heyin is gone.

Could it be that they were called away by the director?

Cong Yuyan frowned, turned and walked towards the stage.

On the stage, there are only a few small choreographers, sitting or squatting, chatting together.Seeing Cong Youyan popping up from the backstage, a certain younger brother asked vigilantly. Someone next to him made trouble with that person, and smiled politely at Cong Youyan: "Brother Cong, come to pick up Teacher Shang."

Looking around from Yu Yan's eyes, there is no protagonist present, including those young actors who like to watch, and they have also disappeared. His eyes suddenly changed, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, and he turned and walked back.

"Not good!" He scolded himself for being careless as he walked, "How could the signal be weak in the backstage, it must have been tampered with."

Going back to the corner just now, a thick black rope crawled out from the gap in the floor, raised his upper body, and bared a mouthful of small fangs.

"Little Fatty, why are you here and not following Yin'er?" Cong Youyan squatted down, and the little black rope limped up to his master's palm, barely shaking Tulu's tail.

Only now did You Yan discover that Xiaopang's tail had been cut off, and there were signs of tears in the section. It seemed that the fight just now was silent but brutal.

"It's no wonder that you crawled out just now with a stiff body. It turns out that you were injured. The person who can injure you must be an expert!" Cong Youyan kissed Xiaopang's round head distressedly, took out the medicine bag, Put Xiaopang in to heal his wounds.

When he turned around again, his complexion became solemn, and he drew a circle of cinnabar on the spot with luck in his dantian, pointed out a piece of talisman paper, and said coldly, "Where is General Liujia Liuding?"

A puff of yellow smoke appeared in response, and two generals walked out of the thick fog, and bowed their hands together: "I come here according to the decree of the law, and I am willing to listen to the order of the heavenly master!"

……

Shang Heyin's eyes were red, and he looked at the man sadly. The muscles all over his body ached inexplicably, and the corners of his mouth, which had been given muscle relaxants, salivated uncontrollably.Even so, he still forcibly controlled the facial nerves, and asked vaguely: "Why, why? I, so... believe... you..."

The man in a white coat standing beside the operating table had white beard and hair, obviously aged. Hearing Shang Heyin's questioning, he smiled without saying a word, and stepped up the advancement of the medicine.

Shang Heyin's limbs twitched and struggled, and he closed his eyelids unwillingly.

……

The smell information left by Xiaopang is extremely strong, and the Liujia Talisman followed the trace accurately.

After the yellow mist passed, Cong Youyan stood up from a pond, shook his head from side to side, moved his hands and feet, patted the dust that did not exist on his trousers, and prepared to walk around to check.

Suddenly, there was a blur in front of him, and at some point, a group of men in gray clothes appeared, surrounded Cong Youyan, staring at him with unfriendly expressions.

These gray clothes seemed to be some kind of special uniforms. The genetically modified people I met several times wore such clothes.

Cong Youyan smacked his lips, and secretly commented: These grandchildren are all good-looking, but the color of the uniform is too ugly, which does not meet the aesthetics of the deity.

Disgraced, it's really ugly!

Cong Youyan laughed loudly, looking at the men in gray clothes in front of him, they all looked similar, like identical twins, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you all genetically modified humans? "

The leading man in gray curled his lips and smiled contemptuously: "Aren't you? We are all! It's just that we are more advanced and more perfect; while you are obsolete products that can only be sold and eaten."

Youyan originally thought that these genetically modified winners would have great abilities, but in the end, they were just pretending to like to fight with each other.

Except for the elder brother who is the leader who has a little spiritual power, the rest of the group of people have chaotic spiritual power, gathered in various parts of the body, and don't know how to gather it in the dantian.

Talking to this group of non-human beings, saying one more word is a waste!From Youyan sneered, and flicked his cuffs, the beetles with him heard the call, and with a "puff" sound, they rushed out of the nest.

The group of men in gray was immediately surrounded by the group of black worms.

The leading man didn't know how powerful it was, so he yelled, rushed over without hesitation, and swung his fists vigorously. He was very angry, and there seemed to be an evil spirit in his fists. Obviously, the person who died under these fists was not there. few.

Cong Youyan tilted his head slightly, and with a simple wave of his hand, he slapped this vigorous man away.