Even if the bullets were as dense as a barrage, he could perfectly lead An Jianxiu to evade or even block them.

I have to say, watching An Jianxiu being carried in the air by his other self and wandering around in a panic is really refreshing.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling felt that the tea in the cup seemed a little more fragrant.

And just as he lowered his head to sip his tea.

An Jianxiu's face looked very unhappy.

His delicate face showed an expression of undisguised disgust, as if being held by another self was extremely disgusting, and his eyes were full of impatience.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stop the hail of bullets by himself, and he was also quite afraid of Bai Ling, he would not have acted so easily.

With a few quick moves, An Jianxiu dodged the last bullet and landed firmly beside the whizzing bullet.

He straightened his clothes to make his messy suit look not so bad.

At the same time, he looked at Bai Ling again and forced a smile on his face: "Prophet..."

"It seems like you know something about this attack?"

The other party probably knew about the attack in advance, which is why they were so calm and composed.

Apart from this explanation, An Jianxiu could not think of a second possibility.

Even if you think about it in a dark way, maybe it was the other party who arranged this attack! As for the purpose? If the thing in his hand is known by others, they will definitely be targeted. This is the purpose! With this thought, An Jianxiu's face became more and more unfriendly.

Facing An Jianxiu's gaze, Bai Ling just smiled and said, "Know what? Of course, without a doubt."

"I know the time and location of this attack. I know the purpose and reason of those guys from the Nine-Headed Divine Cult attacking you. I also know the original outcome of your attack..."

As he spoke, he put down the teacup and his voice gradually became colder: "You will die, An Jianxiu. In the future that I once saw, you should be a dead person now. Lying cold and miserable in a pool of blood, like a withered flower that was hit by a broken knife, falling to the ground and being crushed into dust."

"Don't you know clearly? The things you got from the Nine-Headed Divine Cult are not yours to touch. That tooth is their sacred object. If you dare to take it, they will kill you!"

Bai Ling's eyes were as sharp as a sword's scabbard. "If I wasn't sitting here right now, you would be nothing but a corpse! If I hadn't blocked the enemy's retreat route in advance, trapped them, and prevented their offensive from becoming more fierce, do you think you could have held out for much longer?"

"Take a good look at the bullets on the ground, and look at the patterns on them! Think about what you would have looked like if you hadn't noticed the clues in advance, if you hadn't intercepted the attack!"

"And you actually tried to use the maze outside to influence us. Even after we entered, you let your 'shadow' hide underground and wait for it to strike, intending to entangle us..."

Bai Ling stood up, his black windbreaker fluttering up and down, carrying with it a grayish-white mist that spread out like crow feathers.

His voice was cold: "Do you want to start a war?"

Facing Bai Ling's questioning.

An Jianxiu's face looked a little ugly.

He looked at the patterns on the ground, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something.

The scene was at a standstill for a moment.

It took a long time.

It was another An Jianxiu who broke the stalemate.

It suddenly chuckled, and then said to An Jianxiu: "Oh, I told you, what you want to do is not that easy."

"This man is the one who severely damaged Lankong and defeated Qingguang. How could it be so easy for you to take away what you want?"

As it spoke, it walked to An Jianxiu's side, and its entire body seemed to be sticking to him.

On that delicate face that looked exactly like An Jianxiu's, it had a strange smile on its face, stuck out its tongue, and locked onto An Jianxiu like a snake, while licking his cheek gently with its tongue. Its movements were as intimate as the rubbing of lovers: "You want to get rid of me, but that's impossible. We will be together forever, and we will never be separated."

"Because I am you, and you are me. Even if you hate me, I still love you deeply and I wish I could rub you into my body."

"Hmm, just thinking about it makes me excited."

As it spoke, it licked An Jianxiu's cheek as if no one was around, its movements gentle and greedy.

Two identical people locked together tightly not only look absurd, but also have a hint of weird beauty.

At least Wu Xiaoya was watching with her eyes wide open.

An Jianxiu took a deep breath.

He seemed to be adjusting his mood.

About three seconds later, he stretched out his hand.

Then he pulled hard on the head of the guy who looked exactly like him and forcibly tore it away from him.

Then he picked up an ashtray from the side and raised it high without any hesitation in his eyes.

Then it fell down and hit another one of itself on the head!

His movements were fierce and ferocious. The hand holding the ashtray kept rising and falling, and each blow accurately hit the head of another self. His eyes were cold and empty, as if his whole body was like a machine, mercilessly destroying the face that was no different from his own! Blood spurted out from the wound and fell on An Jianxiu's suit, tie and face, staining his beautiful face like porcelain with blood. The bright red blood flowed, like a terrible scar, branded on the side of his cheek.

And "An Jianxiu" who was hit by him was laughing.

The laughter was full of madness and desire, as well as a hint of malice and sarcasm.

It let An Jianxiu hit it, and didn't even look at the blood on its face. It just opened its arms and hugged An Jianxiu's neck, as if asking for something from its other self.

However, Bai Ling and Wu Xiaoya both saw clearly that there was something wrong with its embracing action.

As it tightly gripped An Jianxiu's neck, it exerted a little force, as if it wanted to strangle him to death, eerie and vicious.

But soon, it ran out of strength.

The pair of hands that were raised high lost their support, and like an animal without a spine, they fell limply and silently to the ground.

Only that delicate face still had a smile, and the blood on the forehead was flowing like a small river into its open mouth.

After a few seconds.

It slowly melted away.

It was like black ink, flowing on the table and then slowly melting into An Jianxiu's body.

But An Jianxiu didn't even look at it.

He just dropped his hand and put the ashtray aside.

After tidying up his clothes, An Jianxiu pulled at his bow tie. Finally, as if it was too tight, he simply tore it off roughly and threw it aside.

After completing the basic grooming, he turned around and looked at Bai Ling.

The white face was covered with blood, which made An Jianxiu look less feminine and more solemn.

He said calmly, "I've shown you something bad."

"I was influenced by that guy and made an irrational decision. I hope you can understand."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the side and said with a smile: "Then please continue to sit. I think with your personality, you will not be affected by these little episodes."

After saying this, An Jianxiu just sat down.

He totally ignored the blood all over the floor and the bullet shells rolling on the blanket.

Wu Xiaoya opened her mouth wide and looked at An Jianxiu in surprise.

Why do I feel like there's something... different about this guy?

And Bai Ling also smiled and said, "Of course."

He sat down again and picked up the teacup, his expression calm and composed.

When both parties sat down again, An Jianxiu folded his hands and spoke gently: "I think you should know that my thinking has been affected by that thing."

"It would make me act irrationally and look different from before. If I am calm water now, then I was restless fire at that time."

"In such a situation, you can probably think of something, right?"

Hearing this, Bai Ling also chuckled: "Yes."

"Qingguang is the same," he said with narrowed eyes, "dual personality, or to be more precise, yin and yang."

In response to Bai Ling's words, An Jianxiu admitted straightforwardly: "That's right. I was influenced by Qing Guang before. Or to be more precise, I was Qing Guang's experimental subject."

"He wanted to get rid of his dual soul state and use me as an experiment. Therefore, I was also split into two parts, one yin and one yang."

At the end, he gently touched his cheek to wipe the blood off it, then took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his fingers gracefully.

As he wiped it, he said, "Perhaps it was because my purpose of inviting you this time was too obvious, so it took advantage of the situation and, to a certain extent, took control of my mind, causing me to want to do something bad to you. I believe that with your foresight, you must have seen through all of this."

"In fact, it was because of your insightful vision that I was able to avoid being sniped in advance. I am very grateful for this."

As he spoke, he sighed, "If I get sniped once, I won't die, but that guy will gradually erode me. By the end, I will probably become something extraordinary. So, if possible, it would be best to die less than once."

Bai Ling kept smiling as he listened to An Jianxiu's words.

That's right.

In the future, An Jianxiu's nickname is "The Evil Ghost in the Shadow".

This nickname is a bit vulgar. After all, it doesn't sound like a title for a serious person at all.

But it is very consistent with An Jianxiu himself.

Because of his abilities and his character.

Unlike the "Red Lotus Walker", An Jianxiu's physical fitness is not very good. But in contrast, he has a very good "partner".

The perfect experimental product created by Qingguang that even Qingguang himself was amazed.

That is the other side of An Jianxiu.

The person who has the same face as An Jianxiu has speed, reflexes, and strength far beyond that of humans. He can also pass through walls and drill into other people's bodies to kill enemies from the inside.

Moreover, it would also support An Jianxiu's body. As long as it didn't blast him apart in an instant or destroy his life center, An Jianxiu wouldn't die. Instead, he would stand up again and continue to fight.

This is a powerful ability, no doubt about it.

Being able to fight, resist and revive, it can be said that it is a life-long card draw for anyone.

But contrary to this strength, this ability also has a huge flaw.

I don’t know what means Qingguang used to forge “Shadow”, but after its birth, “Shadow” can almost be said to be a collection of all the negative and dark aspects of An Jianxiu.

It is sadistic, bloodthirsty, has strong desires, and acts rashly and impetuously. If it is not controlled well, it may have a profound impact on An Jianxiu himself.

As a part of An Jianxiu himself, it can influence An Jianxiu's thoughts, making him impatient, restless, and irritable. In this state, An Jianxiu is likely to do quite irrational things. And as the shadow grows stronger, it can even control An Jianxiu himself.

According to An Jianxiu's speculation, when this influence reaches a certain extent, he will disappear and the "shadow" will become the new An Jianxiu.

And every time he loses his mind and dies, Shadow becomes stronger.

It was difficult for him to estimate how many times it would take him to completely lose consciousness, but he had a vague feeling that that time was not far away.

Therefore, An Jianxiu has maintained a good self-control until now and never gets angry easily.

But one day, when he learned about Bai Ling from Qi Guang, An Jianxiu, who had always been calm and composed, became unusually excited.

Because he learned that something Qingguang had always carried with him seemed to be missing.

Combined with the information from Qi Guang, An Jianxiu believed that the thing was probably taken away by Bai Ling.

So, he could hardly hold back himself and went to find Qi Guang the next day, hoping to meet Bai Ling.

However, because of his impatience, he was affected by the "shadow".

Ying definitely doesn't want to meet Bai Ling, so all his actions so far were done by Ying to drive Bai Ling away.

But unfortunately, although he was affected by the shadow, An Jianxiu's own will still played a big role.

This made it impossible to implement many of the original means.

For example, when Bai Ling entered the room, he hung the blackboard eraser on the door, and he was attacked by the blackboard eraser as soon as he entered...

This stupid behavior was stopped by An Jianxiu.

Fortunately, Bai Ling seemed to know something, so he provoked Ying a little, causing Ying to jump out.

An Jianxiu knew that this guy hated it most when people called him a woman.

With this in mind, An Jianxiu looked at Bai Ling and said sincerely, "I learned from Director Qi that you defeated Qing Guang."

"I want to ask, did you get Qing Guang's pistol?"

As he spoke, An Jianxiu put his hands on the table and leaned forward, with a hint of impatience on his usually calm face: "I hope I can make a deal with you."

"In exchange, I am willing to use the 'holy object' I obtained from the Nine-Headed Divine Cult - the snake fang of the Yamata no Orochi - in exchange for your promise!"

"I hope you can lend me this gun..."

At this point, An Jianxiu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "No, it might be safer."

"I want you to take action and use your pistol that can cause damage to the soul to shoot Shadow to death!"

Yamata Snake Fang?! Wu Xiaoya's eyes widened when she heard this.

Bai Ling's movement of holding the teacup also paused slightly.