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Iris didn't say whether he agreed or not, perhaps he couldn't speak, he just looked at Hagen with the black leather cover that covered his entire face.
Hagen still had the same attitude, with a smile on his face, as if he was sure that Iris would agree. Iris stared at him for a long time, then he tilted his head and looked at Jiang Kexin creepily as if he was observing some hateful little animal.
When Jiang Kexin saw that guy staring at him like that, he felt like his breathing was about to stop. He had a hunch that he was about to know the deepest secret here.
Or maybe they had never concealed it, but he had never thought about it deeply. Now that the reality was before him, he had to think about it even if he didn't want to.
These people may not be ordinary people. Just look at this guy who has a leather case on his face with no holes in it but can still breathe and look at others accurately.
And they never hid anything in front of him. Maybe Hagen hid it, but he didn't continue to hide it. He could have found another of the same kind to take care of Jiang Kexin, but he still chose this obviously inhuman existence.
It was like cruelly pushing Jiang Kexin into the acid rain and watching him drenched to death, then saying leisurely, "See, it's so dangerous out there. Those monsters don't love you like I do. Fragile humans will only have this fate if they leave my protection, and you only have me."
Jiang Kexin almost immediately associated these details with the inhuman side of Hagen and Stanf. Jiang Kexin was very smart. Once he found something wrong, he could find out all the wrong things that he had ignored or deceived in the past.
He thought at the time that these people were just ordinary people who were entangled in this village, but now it seems that this is not the case. What ordinary person can chat with this strange guy in front of him so calmly, what ordinary person can talk about killing Stan with an expressionless face, what ordinary person will repeat this cycle over and over again. Just because they didn't show their true colors in front of him doesn't mean that they are not monsters.
So what exactly are these? Jiang Kexin had originally determined that this case was neither a folk custom nor a mystery, but now he is not sure again. He wondered with tears in his eyes whether he was involved in a case adapted from folk customs, but these folk customs were too niche.
So what are these? Are they ghosts? Or paper figurines? Or monsters? No, that's not right. These guys are foreigners. So what are they? Vampires, elves, goblins?
His palms became moist. Jiang Kexin originally thought that they were all human beings, so he felt at ease taking advantage of them, because he was also a human being, and humans understood humans better.
But once it comes to non-humans, even someone as calm as Jiang Kexin will have a moment of retreat. It's not his fault. Who knows if non-humans can think like humans? And how can they be used?
If Jiang Kexin couldn't control herself, she would be torn to pieces.
Jiang Ke thought that perhaps he shouldn't take advantage of this inexplicable love. What if these monsters' idea of love was to eat him? Doing so would be like walking into a trap.
Hagen seemed to sense Jiang Kexin's discomfort and knew that she wanted to escape. He tilted his head and looked at Jiang Kexin who lowered her head together with Iris.
It was as if as soon as it sensed something was wrong with him it would reveal its true form and swallow him up.
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