"A separate space... well, then there's a need to absorb it."

Adam was clearly stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered and flashed that perfectly disguised smile: "That's rare. I didn't expect you to be able to get from number 2..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yu picked up a wine bottle, weighed it in his hand, and then smashed it heavily on the other man's temple.

Adam instantly lost consciousness and fell backward, but the attack did not stop. He Yu straddled him and pulled a solid ashtray from the table, smashing it against Adam's head again and again.

In less than a minute, he had almost smashed the man's head to pieces, with blood and brain tissue flowing everywhere, and his teeth and tongue were smashed out. It was truly the extreme of violence. In the words of the Eoubs circle, this kind of behavior has a special name: "rational venting." Every operative with an excessively high level of mental pollution will take the time to do this once, and it is incredibly satisfying.

After he finished, he showed no discomfort on his face, not even the brief pleasure of killing. It was as if he had just done something he should have done long ago and found it extremely boring.

Carlos's jaw nearly dropped. Who the hell is this? He wouldn't believe it if you told him it was He Yu.

Only Merlink looked at him with a calm and indifferent gaze, staring for a long time before speaking in a deep voice.

"Your body has lost all color."

"What exactly happened?"

"Fuck...are you two playing a riddle?"

Carlos was shocked. Although he felt great about Adam's death, how did the plot suddenly take such a dramatic turn?

He Yu picked up a piece of the shard still containing alcohol, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

After a long pause, he finally replied.

"This is what they call fairness."

"And I have simply learned to see the world from its original perspective."