After awakening the evil god, it was marked

No wonder he felt familiar when he saw Mr. Xia.

The door lock was overwhelmed by the rough treatment and fell of itself.With a light push from Yan Zhijin, the tape remaining on the edge of the door frame fell off by itself.

Zhang Shuo was still holding a small bench for self-defense, his eyes were bloodshot, and his haggard face showed a look of tears of joy: "I finally came out!"

He seemed to have a lot to say to Yan Zhijin, but Yan Zhijin only said briefly: "Let's go."

Zhang Shuo froze for a moment, then calmed down.

He followed Yan Zhijin to the stairs quickly, stopped suddenly, frowned and said, "My camera, phone and computer are with them, I don't know where they put them."

Yan Zhijin knew that what was stored in the camera and computer was Zhang Shuo's painstaking efforts, as well as some historical cooperation materials. Once leaked, it would not be a matter of losing some money.

But now there is no time to find it slowly.

He only took a few seconds to think about it, and said, "You go back first, and I'll help you find it."

"Are you alone?" Zhang Shuo was stunned and shook his head reflexively, "No, those people are not good people. They are in the backcountry, they can do anything."

The cobra next to him raised his upper body, spitting out letters to show his presence.

"I still have snakes." Yan Zhijin's eyes glowed with warmth, and he patted the snake's head.

"Go quickly, if you meet a snake, don't be afraid." The tenderness in his eyes was fleeting, and immediately returned to iceberg-like indifference and determination.

"How many snakes are there?" Zhang Shuo was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"A lot, but they should all go to the poisonous glands. They are artificially raised. You try to avoid them." Yan Zhijin took a short breath after finishing speaking.

Zhang Shuo looked at the black figure coming up the stairs in horror, his legs trembling: "This...what is this..."

The light in the corridor was very dim, and the shadow reflected was extraordinarily huge, like a huge black bear.

When he walked under the lamp, Yan Zhijin realized that it was a person.

A tall, sallow-skinned man with fierce and greedy eyes.

It was the snake catcher he met in the afternoon.

But—the snake catcher he saw this afternoon was not like this.

The snake catcher's muscles swelled twice as much as before, tearing through the clothes, and the knotted muscles were like hard boulders.His cloudy eyes were out of focus, muddled, revealing the cruelty of a beast.If it wasn't for the mouse bite marks on his face and ankles, Yan Zhijin wouldn't even be sure who he was.

Standing there, he could block the entire staircase.

With a low growl, he rushed towards Zhang Shuo, mumbling something vaguely.

Zhang Shuo loves sports and is an alpha. His physical fitness already surpasses most people. In front of him, he has no strength to fight back, and he is too late to dodge.

Even if he has been physically exhausted due to being imprisoned recently, it should never be like this.

In a blink of an eye, the cobra beside Yan Zhijin rushed towards the snake catcher, biting his arm tightly.

The snake catcher howled angrily, turned his spearhead to him, and grabbed the snake by seven inches with his strong and powerful hands.

The snake's body swelled slightly, as if its internal organs had been squeezed out of place.

Yan Zhijin's heart jumped into his throat.

But in the next second, the snake catcher uttered an even more tragic cry, clutching his arms, kneeling on one knee, panting heavily.

The snake's teeth were still stuck in the muscle of his right forearm, and bright red blood dripped continuously from the wound.

The form was reversed in an instant, and the strong man was still waving his arms, but in the eyes of outsiders, everything about him was just impotent and furious.The snake nimbly shuttled between his fists and feet, and suddenly bit his defenseless skin.

The man fell down screaming in pain.

Zhang Shuo stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him.

"Let's go." Yan Zhijin whispered.

Zhang Shuo made an "OK" gesture knowingly, not daring to delay, and hurriedly walked downstairs.

But it was still too late.

Just the few minutes delayed by the snake arrester was enough to make the chaotic crowd downstairs get order and welcome the instigator of the riot.

Mr. Jin was playing with the Buddha beads bracelet, showing a smile that said "harmony makes money", and said, "Little brother, why haven't you come home yet? It's not safe here at night. Well, there are a lot of snakes."

Yan Zhijin saw the corpse of the king cobra lying on the ground.

The belly was fully opened, broken flesh and internal organs were piled up in a mess, and the blood of dozens of snakes joined together to form a small puddle.

It was the snake catcher who did it.His body is so alienated that ordinary snakes are no match at all.

A trace of unbearableness flashed in Yan Zhijin's heart.

If he had known that the snakes would be treated so cruelly, he should have stopped the cobra when he opened the door of the snake pen.

Mr. Jin didn't give him too much time to feel guilty, so he said to the burly men behind him: "It's getting late, prepare the room for the two little brothers, and make them feel welcome, at home, at home. "

***

The ghost marriage ceremony was interrupted, probably because the auspicious time had passed, and Mr. Jin was not in a hurry to continue the ceremony.

Yan Zhijin and Zhang Shuo were separated into different rooms, far apart.

Yan Zhijin's cell phone was confiscated, but the other party smirked and said that he only kept it for him temporarily, and would return it to him after the ceremony was over.

The files in the phone have been urgently encrypted by him, so don't worry about these people finding anything.

The person who came to collect the mobile phone held the mobile phone, muttered, "It's really a good product, and quite rich", and closed the door.

Yan Zhijin was in the house, and he heard the sound of them taping the door, and looked towards the window.

This is the third floor, if you go down from the window, you will either die or be injured, so they didn't do anything to the window.

I don't know if this window can be the key...

As he was thinking, a slender and twisted shadow was reflected on the window, knocking on the window.

Yan Zhijin opened the window without changing his face, and let the cobra in.

Cobra nimbly swam into the house with his mobile phone in his mouth, put his phone down, and wiped the drool off the phone with a piece of paper in his mouth.

Yan Zhijin laughed dumbly.

He picked up the phone, lifted the snake's chin, supported his chin with one hand, and asked, "I ask you, did the person who caught the snake become like this because of you?"

The cobra tilted its head for no apparent reason.

"Your venom." Yan Zhijin tightened his fingers, stared into his eyes, and said slowly, "Your venom transformed him."

The cobra opened its mouth and made a whooping sound, showing off its fangs, as if showing off.

Yan Zhijin narrowed his eyes.

The cobra didn't look at him and didn't boast about himself. He curled up in wonder and scratched his head with his tail.

How to act like a fool.

Did he think wrong, this is really just an ordinary cobra.

No, how could an ordinary cobra beat that snake catcher.

"You didn't do it, did you?" His tone softened.

The cobra's eyes, which were half hidden under its belly, lit up.He nodded.

"I believe in you." Yan Zhijin lowered his hands, closed his eyes wearily, and said, "Go to sleep first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Without him saying anything, the cobra swaggered onto the bed, pulled himself into a long strip, tapped the quilt with his tail, and looked at him expectantly.

"Pet snakes are not allowed to go to bed." Yan Zhijin chased him away, "Go to sleep on a chair."

The cobra hissed vaguely a few times, and reluctantly climbed onto the sofa and curled up into a ball.

"Good night." Yan Zhijin turned off the light, and hid his dark eyes into the night.

After an unknown amount of time, he was suddenly awakened by a noise.

Someone was standing outside the door, silently and regularly making "hissing" noises.

In the silent night, any sound is set off infinitely clearly.

It's like... the sound of him tearing the tape off the door in the afternoon.

Yan Zhijin sat up from the bed and asked calmly, "Xia Shuhe?"

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