Chapter 264: Inhuman (72) (1st update + 2nd update + 5,800 thunder 3rd update) [VIP]
"What are you doing?" Bai Jinshu was watching when he heard Guan Hongyan's voice coming from behind.
She slipped out of the room, pulled the clothes on her shoulders, looked at the drunk guests and gangsters outside, and walked over stealthily: "Sister Tazi is asleep, no one else is awake in this illusion now, let me tell you something."
"Oh, right..." Bai Jinshu slapped his forehead, "I wanted to talk to you about this, but I forgot."
He had originally planned to exchange current information with Guan Hongyan after entering the nightmare illusion while there were no barrages, but things happened one after another in this illusion, and he immediately forgot about this matter.
"You speak first or I speak first?" Guan Hongyan blinked.
"I'll go first," Bai Jinshu looked back at the drunken courtyard and the tall, thin man in the middle of the courtyard who was rolling his eyes in frustration. He felt that if something was going to happen, it wouldn't happen so quickly, so he found a stool and sat down, motioning Guan Hongyan to sit down as well, "I roughly know where the rice noodle rolls and Xu Zichen are."
"Where?" Guan Hongyan didn't expect that he would reveal such a powerful answer as soon as he opened his mouth, and her eyes widened immediately.
"N Port," Bai Jinshu clasped his hands, "but I can't be sure it's Xu Zichen. I can only be sure that one of the two is Lu Changfeng."
"You go first," Guan Hongyan said, "How do you know for sure? Have you already met?"
"We haven't met before. I can be sure it's Rice Noodle Rolls mainly based on the name," Bai Jinshu shook his head. "We met another team that escaped from Port N before. This team said there was a crazy Gu King in Port N who killed anyone he saw. Next to this Gu King was a man from another team. His name was Chu Shaomai."
"So you guess that the crazy Gu King is Xu Zichen?" Guan Hongyan touched his chin.
"Well," Bai Jinshu thought for a moment and said insultingly, "I'm acting in my true colors."
After all, everyone knows that Xu Zichen is the Gu King who came out of the investment bank.
Although no one knows how he left here and entered the Foundation, it is certain that he must have gone crazy a lot when he was in the Novice Village. He has been here once, so it is not difficult for him to act in his true colors.
"But I don't know why he is killing people indiscriminately," Bai Jinshu added, "and according to the leader, all the teams in Port N have run away. They all suspect that the Gu King will leave Port N and go somewhere else."
"He may not run away," Guan Hongyan thought thoughtfully, "Based on my understanding of Xu Zichen, he usually doesn't do something just to vent his anger. Since he kills people indiscriminately, it means he must want to do something in Port N."
In any case, Xu Zichen had been to the Novice Village once before and knew much more than those of them who knew nothing. No one knew what he had done in the Novice Village, but now he came back and suddenly started killing people. There must be a reason.
"But I feel much more at ease knowing that the rice noodle rolls are with him." Bai Jinshu thought for a moment and spoke.
No matter what, Lu Changfeng at least has a healing attribute, which can be regarded as a life-saving artifact. It is reasonable for Xu Zichen to dare to do some very dangerous things because he has a nanny by his side.
"Ah?" Guan Hongyan was stunned.
She looked at Bai Jinshu a little strangely: "What are you worried about?"
Bai Jinshu:?
He frowned slightly, keenly aware of something wrong: "The fixed attribute of rice noodle rolls is first aid. Xu Zichen deserves to be more at ease because the nanny is next to him. Is there a problem?"
"Fixed attribute..." Guan Hongyan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said something shocking, "But doesn't this thing exist in the investment industry?"
Bai Jin paused.
Fixed attribute does not exist?
How could it not exist?
If this thing doesn't exist, then what are the bunch of personalities that appeared before him, and what is Huai Jiamu in the story of the fox getting married that appeared inexplicably?
But at the same time, a detail that he had overlooked suddenly popped up in his mind.
coriander.
On the first day in the city of violence, when Dita took them to Master Zhan’s big plate chicken restaurant, coriander appeared in the bowl.
Not long after the big plate of chicken was served, an explosion occurred in the kitchen, causing him to forget about the incident.
But now that the issue of fixed attributes was brought up again, the scene after he entered the City of Violence flashed back in his mind quickly, and he immediately located that day.
Guan Hongyan was sitting next to them at that time, and the coriander did not disappear!
He slowly raised his head and looked at Guan Hongyan: "Your fixed attribute...is not taking effect?"
Guan Hongyan: "Ah... yours is working?"
She blinked and muttered, "Could it be a difference in individual physique?"
After all, an investment bank is still another place, and she didn't doubt Bai Jinshu, but she felt that there might be something wrong with her.
"But it's a good thing that mine didn't work, otherwise the direction would be too obvious." She waved her hand casually, putting the matter behind her. "Are you done? I'm going to tell you about my encounter with a few members of the Foundation. When we were in the City of Violence before, we met a tour group."
"Oh, that travel group is a professional name," she added, "It refers to some teams that do not stay in a fixed area for 15 days. The leaders of these teams are not specialized in a certain area, but are used to leading the team members to tour the entire Novice Village, so they are called travel groups. Members are not necessarily all in the same team. Some newcomers will voluntarily leave the initial team and join the travel group, and these people will also be in it."
"There were already five or six members of the Foundation in that tour group, one of whom was an old acquaintance of mine. They joined the European tour group to contact more members of the Foundation in the Novice Village," Guan Hongyan said. "Originally they wanted to bring me in, but at that time we happened to find an S-level ghost story in the City of Violence, and I was the only one who was the best fighter here at Sister Tazi's place, so I thought I would help her finish the ghost story first and then go find them. Anyway, the tour group's route was already fixed. As a result, I just sent them off and entered Monopoly, and I met you there."
Fortunately, she did not join the tour group, otherwise she and her teammates in her organization would have missed it.
"Do they have fixed attributes?" Bai Jinshu suddenly looked up.
"That... I don't know," Guan Hongyan shrugged. "Back then, there was live broadcasting. It's nothing like our current situation. We didn't dare to speak too bluntly. Let alone the members, I don't even know how many people they have contacted. I only know that these team members have a lot of information about their teammates. When we leave the Novice Village, we can contact the main group through them. If nothing unexpected happens, as long as we meet this tour group, most of the Foundation members will leave their identity information for follow-up contact."
"Okay... I understand." Bai Jinshu nodded thoughtfully.
At this moment, he couldn't hear anything Hong Yan said. His mind was full of thoughts about fixed attributes.
Guan Hongyan was the first newcomer he met who was confirmed to be a member of the foundation team. Her fixed attributes had lost their effect, and encountering coriander did not make them disappear.
However, he and Huai Jiamu did not lose their fixed attributes.
Is it that there is something wrong with these two people, or is it that in the Novice Village, whether or not fixed attributes will be lost is itself a matter of probability?
He suspected that Nian Yu was a member of the foundation team. So, was she seen being able to control insects that night a fixed attribute of hers, or was there something wrong with her?
Originally, he was not in a hurry to find Lu Changfeng and the others. After all, it was well known that there was a mad Gu King in N Port. He suddenly wanted to go to that place for no apparent reason, and it seemed wrong no matter how he looked at it.
But now he suddenly became anxious.
Bai Jinshu's fingertips tapped on the table unconsciously, his thoughts racing.
If the fixed attributes of other exploration team members are all invalid, it can only mean that there is something wrong with him and Huai Jiamu. Nian Yu is not an exploration team member of the foundation. She is very likely the Gu King created by the investment bank.
Now, either we go to Port N to find out whether Lu Changfeng and the other person have any relatives, or we leave B City and return to City S to confirm Nian Yu's identity. As long as one of the two can be confirmed, the problem of relatives can be solved.
"Guan Hongyan," he thought for a moment and asked without much hope, "There is a woman in my team who calls herself Nian Yu. She can't speak but knows a little sign language, but she has been seen controlling insects late at night. Have you ever heard of this person in the high-end space of the Foundation?"
"Can control insects?" Unexpectedly, Guan Hongyan thought about it and quickly gave an answer, "It may be Jinling! She is pretending that she can't speak!"
"A member of the Qirita team," she quickly added, "Jin Ling's fixed attribute is that she can control insects, allowing them to kill people silently, and the commission is very high. It is said that she is a saint of some sect in her native world... and she can also raise Gu."
"That... a real Gu! The insect kind... not Xu Zichen." she added.
It’s better not to supplement.
The serious scene was made a little funny by Guan Hongyan's words "It's not Xu Zichen".
Bai Jinshu held his forehead with his hand and said, "That's easy. You two know each other, right? After we solve this weird story about nightmare, you can go back with us and see if we can confirm that Nian Yu is Jin Ling."
The stone in his heart that had just hung in the balance suddenly settled down.
"Okay," Guan Hongyan nodded, "If it's really Jin Ling, then it's easy to deal with. Her fixed attributes are very useful. We can use bugs to collect information. Bugs are her eyes."
She stood up and stretched, looking around the illusion, and exclaimed: "I forgot about this while chatting. What happened to these people just now?"
The gangsters and guests who were drunk in the courtyard just now were all gone. The sky gradually darkened and it seemed that it was night again.
It looked like the wedding was over and everyone went into their rooms and fell asleep at night.
"Cen Bingqi, were you staring at me just now?" She looked at Bai Jinshu.
Bai Jinshu: “…No.”
His mind was just full of the possible problem with the fixed attributes between him and the evil god, and he didn't notice where the people around him went.
"Hiss..." Guan Hongyan took a breath as if she had a toothache, "Don't miss any clues..."
"No clues," Huai Jiamu suddenly said at this moment, "Nothing happened at the wedding, the illusion has changed time."
"Oh my god... I'm glad you're here," Guan Hongyan looked at Huai Jiamu with a sigh and yawned loudly, "Since there's nothing else to do, I'll go back and catch up on my sleep. You two continue to keep an eye on..."
Before she could finish her words, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Open the door! Open the door! Brother Guan!" The person knocking on the door sounded like a young boy, "Brother Guan! Undead appeared in our place!"
A small door closest to the courtyard gate suddenly opened, and the child quickly jumped out of the door and opened it: "Where?"
That small door looks like it's used for gatekeeping, and its function is probably to provide timely response when someone comes for help in the middle of the night.
Children in this period are a few inches taller than before, and their overall body shape can no longer be called "children".
He grew into a teenager.
"Wait a minute..." The kid opened the door and frowned strangely, "You are not... from our gang area, right?"
“No, I’m from 23rd Street!” The young boy who knocked on the door fell to the ground, panting. “We… Undead appeared in our area!”
"23rd Street... isn't it in charge of other gangs?" The kid asked hesitantly, "Why did you come to us?"
Why do other gangs come to them to take charge of their areas?
Under normal circumstances, the areas where the undead appear are those that the city guards do not care about. The undead will appear in these places, and the gangs in Purple Street divide these areas and are responsible for the safety of the residents there.
There are conflicts of varying sizes between the various gangs, but everyone has a consensus that if residents in the area call for help at night, they must respond.
But it also says that it is “within the jurisdiction”.
This was the first time that someone from outside the area suddenly came to them for help.
The courtyard is located deep in Zi Street, so there is absolutely no question of choosing a nearby gang for help. This person came to them specifically to ask for help.
"What's going on?" A small door behind him was pushed open, and the sixth brother came out wearing a coat, "I heard someone."
“Sixth Brother!” The young boy raised his head and shouted, “Undead spirits have appeared in our area!”
"Undead?" Brother Xiang Liu didn't see who it was, and said in a strange tone, "This shouldn't be the case. Undead haven't appeared in our gang's jurisdiction for several years. Which area are you from..."
"Sixth brother, he's from 23rd Street," the child turned around in embarrassment, "not our area."
"Ah?" Brother Six was stunned for a moment. "Isn't your District 23 the base of that... Yang... Yu?"
He remembered that Yang Yu was not tall, usually spoke in a sarcastic tone, and was a psychopath who made enemies everywhere.
"Brother Yang is dead!" The boy lying on the ground shouted, "When I escaped...Brother Yang was dead!"
At this moment, there were many sounds of doors being pushed open in the courtyard.
Many gangsters came out: "What's going on? I heard a noise outside?"
"Who's here? Is there something wrong at this hour?"
"Sixth Brother, what's wrong?"
"Something happened to the gang on 23rd Street," Sixth Brother frowned and looked at the kid, "Are all the people in your gang dead?"
"I don't know..." The young boy's tone was full of helplessness and fear, "When I ran out, I didn't dare to look back..."
"Hiss..." Someone scratched his head in embarrassment, "You guys... we can't overstep our authority. If we take action, wouldn't that mean we're coveting the turf of that psychopath Yang Yuze? Wouldn't he go to war with us?"
"He just said that Yang Yuze is dead." The child turned his head.
"Ah, this..." Everyone was even more confused. "If he dies, wouldn't it be even more troublesome? There are so many problems in their gang. Once Yang Yuze dies, they might be trying to seize power. If we interfere, it will cause chaos."
“Please! Please!” The young boy saw everyone’s hesitation and kowtowed at the door. “Human lives are at stake! Please save us! If no one helps! The undead will kill everyone in our area and move to other areas! I know you are powerful! Nothing has happened in your area for five years! Please! It’s all human lives!”
"Hey, hey, hey, stop knocking," a thug picked him up from the ground, "You... your gang members are still alive and we're interfering with your territory. If everyone in your gang is dead, it would be even worse if this gets out..."
"Go, kid." Just then, the voice of a tall and thin man came from behind.
"elder brother."
"Brother, you're awake too."
"Why did I wake you up?"
All the thugs turned their heads.
Deep in the courtyard, the tall and thin man pulled the clothes on his shoulders and said, "Just let the kid go alone. Don't move. It won't matter even if the news gets out tomorrow morning. He is still young and it's normal for him to be ignorant. If he goes out to manage other gangs' territories, no one will say anything."
"Can the kid do it?" some hooligans worried, "He has never been out alone before..."
The tall and thin man seemed to sneer: "Don't worry."
He didn't dare to say that the child could handle other things, but the undead was nothing to him.
There is no need for a fight. As long as he is nearby, the undead cannot stay.
Generally speaking, when gangs take action, they will clear the area, and as long as there are no other witnesses, they will not be discovered.
"Thank you, Brother Hang! Thank you, Brother Hang!" The young boy kowtowed frantically.
"Alright, alright, I told you to stop knocking!" The thugs lifted him up from the ground, "Just lead the way, ah."
"Kid, don't be so stubborn!" a gangster warned worriedly.
"If you can't beat them, come back and get help!"
"Don't be such a jinx!"
"If it doesn't work, we'll follow you. If you can't do it, we'll take over!" someone suggested.
"I think this will work! Just tell them tomorrow morning that the child is going out alone!"
"Alright," the tall and thin man said speechlessly, "Don't go, the child is fine by himself, you all stay here."
"I'm relieved. I don't know what you're worried about." He looked at everyone with disdain. "It's better to worry about yourself than him. Who came up with the bad idea just now? Come out and practice!"
While the tall and thin man was teaching the thug a lesson, the child quickly followed the young boy and ran towards the scene of the incident.
"Come on, come on, keep up!" Guan Hongyan had long forgotten that she should take a rest and followed with great energy.
Bai Jinshu glanced at Huai Jiamu: "You are here?"
The other party nodded, and he quickly caught up with Guan Hongyan.
The child was running very fast in front with the young boy.
23rd Street, where the accident happened, was far away from here. The two men passed through countless areas along the way, and when they arrived near 23rd Street, they could vaguely hear the sound of fighting.
"Just stay here," the child turned and glanced at the young boy, "it's easy to get hurt accidentally when we fight later, so don't get close."
He was aware of his own peculiarities, and he could not let others know that he could directly stop the undead from approaching, otherwise their gang would probably suffer endless troubles in the future.
Fortunately, the young boy would not doubt this excuse. His lips began to tremble when he heard the sound of fighting. When he heard that he did not need to go over, he nodded hurriedly.
The child ran alone towards the place where the fight took place.
Guan Hongyan and Bai Jinshu followed closely behind in the illusion.
It was more serious than the young boy let on.
When the child arrived at the battle site, the not-so-large residential area was already littered with corpses.
The blood flowing out of the body gathered into a stream and flowed down along the uneven ground. The monster not far away looked like a creature with long deer antlers. The moment it raised its head, the pair of three or four meter long horns were raised, and they were already full of corpses.
The one at the bottom had its stomach pierced straight through by the horn, but it was not dead yet. As the monster swayed, it made intermittent sounds.
"Yang Yuze?" the child muttered in a low voice, "Oh no, why isn't this psychopath dead yet?"
The young boy said he was dead, probably because he saw that he was pierced by the horns and thought he would definitely not survive.
I didn't expect this man to have such a strong vitality. So many people hanging above him have died, but he is still alive.
The moment he saw Yang Yuze, the man also saw him and immediately shouted: "Kid from Front Street! What are you doing here! Who asked you to come here! You people from Front Street really want to seize our territory! Don't even think about it--"
"He's fucking crazy..." The kid was still young after all, and his face twisted when he heard this, "Who comes here in the middle of the night to seize your territory? There are ten big and small gangs between your 23rd Street and our Front Street, and they can't even connect. What do they want your territory for? Are you going to make an enclave?"
Perhaps his curse was too cultured, and the man only understood it as "lunatic" and cursed even more fiercely: "I knew you! You guys in the front street just want to kill all of us! Nothing happened to you in five years! Can you control the undead? Did you deliberately lure this thing...ah!"
As the goblin moved, the wound on his abdomen became bigger, and the child vaguely saw something like a ribbon sliding out from it.
"Hiss... is that intestines?" Guan Hongyan couldn't help slapping her head, "You guys in Zijie are really..."
Such a shocking scene can't be seen anywhere else, but I didn't expect it to be so prevalent in Purple Street.
The intestines that fell out blocked the goblin's vision and were torn apart roughly by it.
For a moment, Yang Yuze's screams were so loud that the children couldn't help but frown.
"If I also had a dual personality, I would let the other personality take the blame right now," Guan Hongyan silently glanced at Bai Jinshu and said weakly, "I feel like my duodenum is starting to hurt..."
Bai Jin said: "It's quite a phantom pain..."
It was one thing for him not to feel any emotions, but it was another thing for him to see someone's intestines being ripped out in front of him and his stomach began to hurt vaguely.
His intestines were about to fall out, but the man was still cursing relentlessly: "None of you guys in the front street are good people! I should have killed you all a long time ago, then you wouldn't covet my territory! Kill him! Kill him!"
His last words were actually directed to the ghost.
The child took a deep breath and asked, "Where are the residents here? Have they cleared the area?"
"Kill him! Kill him!" Yang Yuze could no longer hear his words and could only repeat mechanically, "Kill him quickly! This way he won't take over my territory!"
"The famous psychopath on Purple Street is indeed a psychopath..." The child scratched his head irritably, "How can I get to him if he's not dead..."
If he got close to the ghost, he would naturally disappear, but Yang Yuze, who was linked to it, did not die, so his secret would be exposed.
It will only be more troublesome then.
"He...he is dead." At this moment, a very soft voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Who!" The child looked over suddenly.
In the corner, there was a man in black clothes curled up. He looked gentle and wore glasses.
Seeing the child looking at him, he continued softly, "That man died a long time ago. The one who is speaking now is his remnant soul that doesn't want to dissipate. As long as the ghosts are dispersed, he will dissipate with him. There are no living people here anymore. Everyone is dead."
"Who are you?" The child frowned.
"I..." The man pushed his glasses awkwardly, "I entered by mistake and was planning to run, but there was a ghost in this area. That thing has a special biological force field. Once you enter, you can't leave, so I can only hide..."
"Are you so familiar with this thing?" The child was not stupid, and the suspicion on his face was almost overflowing after hearing this.
"I'm researching this!" The gentle man rummaged through his pockets for a long time and suddenly found a badge. "Look, I'm a researcher at the Institute of Necromancer! I passed the exam with great difficulty and got the position!"
"What is this?" the child said in disgust. "I don't understand it."
Although he couldn't understand it, he could tell from the man's movements that the clothes he was wearing were the so-called "suits" that his brother brought back when his sixth brother got married that day.
"You... aren't from Purple Street?" He looked at the man.
No one in Purple Street dresses like this.
"Ah?" The man was stunned. "This...isn't this obvious?"
He wanted to cry but had no tears: "I got in by mistake! I got in by mistake, big brother! Instead of talking to me, why don't you go fight the monster? Otherwise, we will all die here, brother! I can tell you where its weak spot is, you just need to break off its horn!"
"Then why don't you break it?" the child said silently.
“I…I’m not good at fighting,” the man shrank back in humiliation and said weakly, “Please, big brother.”
"I'm younger than you, don't call me brother," the kid looked at him, "Turn around, otherwise it will be too bloody. You people outside Purple Street are fragile, so you'd better not watch."
With such a big living person here, he had to think of a way to prevent his special abilities from being spread out.
"Hey, you're such a nice guy!" The man's eyes lit up, "Can I just turn around, cover my ears, and count 12345 to solve the problem?"
Child: "...Do you think I'm your fairy godmother? Count 12345 to solve your problem? Of course, don't look back if I don't shoot you."
Of course he could solve the problem in a few seconds, but since there were people around, he had to pretend a little.
The man turned around obediently, and the child took a few deep breaths and walked towards the direction of the undead.
It's easy to get rid of this thing, but it's very difficult to fake the sound of a fight...
With a bitter look on his face, he approached despite the curses of the famous lunatic on Purple Street, and the monster with a pile of corpses suddenly disappeared.
The floating corpses fell like rain, hitting the ground already soaked with blood, splashing a pile of bright red mud. The children picked up some large wooden boards or iron tools from the ground with disgust and began to destroy the scene frantically.
For a moment, the entire residential area was in chaos.
The windows were broken, the roof collapsed, and the few remaining doors were torn down.
That person was right, everyone here is dead.
The more destruction it causes, the more frightened the child becomes. The strength of this ghost is definitely far beyond the average strength of the ghosts that appear in Purple Street.
If he had arrived a little later, this thing would have left this area and headed towards other areas.
In the entire Purple Street, I'm afraid no one can handle this thing except him, his brother and his eldest brother.
Fortunately...the young boy found their door.
He smashed things up a bit, and when he felt the scene was almost faked and the sounds of fighting were almost done, he shook the blood off his hands and walked towards the researcher: "That's enough..."
“Whaaaaaaah!” the researcher screamed. “Don’t kill me!”
"…It's me," the child said speechlessly, "I dealt with the undead, you can leave now."
"You solved it?" The researcher turned around suddenly, "Brother! You will always be my brother!"
“I told you not to call me brother…” The child was even more speechless.
"Boss, you killed him, but where is the horn?" The researcher looked back and blinked.
"It broke," the child was shocked, but his face remained calm, "it turned into powder."
"Damn, what a tough guy!" The researcher stood in awe and hugged his thighs, "Boss! Boss! Please take me in tonight!"
"What are you doing?!" The child looked awkward, "Let go of your hands, are you shameless?"
"No! What's your face compared to your life!" The researcher said confidently, "If you don't take me in, it's so dangerous here at night. If I meet another ghost, I'll be dead. You are so powerful, why don't you take me in for one night and leave tomorrow?"
"Then let go of your hands! Let go!" The child struggled violently, but failed to get free. "Let go! Damn it!"
"I'll take you in for one night, okay?" He was speechless. "But there's no bed. I tell you, you can stay at the stone table in the yard for one night, and get out tomorrow."
He doesn't have the habit of giving up his bed to anyone in the middle of the night.
"Boss, you are such a nice person!" The shameless researcher cheered. A man in his twenties was extremely shameless in front of a boy of thirteen or fourteen.
The two of them just walked away.
Not far away, two human heads appeared on the somewhat dilapidated roof.
"The children have grown up and can actually take care of themselves." Old Guan, who has tattoos on his body that can stop children from crying at night, looks touched.
"Hurry up and leave," the tall and thin man next to him pulled him speechlessly, "If you don't leave now, the children will find that we are gone when they come back."
"Go, go, go!" Lao Guan gave a start, and the two of them jumped off the roof and quickly shuttled through the streets of Zi Street.
"Tsk..." Guan Hongyan crossed her arms, "I just said something so nice, but these two still can't help but follow me."
"Tsk," Bai Jinshu also crossed his arms, "With all three of them here, there's no way to identify the nightmare's owner."
When will they find out whose memory these are?
Guan Hongyan scratched her head and yawned belatedly, "No, I'm too sleepy. Why did I have to stay up all night with you for no reason? I'm going to catch up on my sleep. The three hours are almost up!"
Bai Jinshu glanced at the time and it was indeed almost time.
Xiao Tang and Huang Mao will be the next shift.
When they returned, the illusion smoothly changed to morning. In front of the hooligans in the yard, the researcher held the child's arm and promised very seriously: "Boss! You saved my life! I will repay you! I will repay your parents, too!"
"You are sick! I am an orphan! This is my brother!" The kid was stared at by a group of hooligans, his face turned red to his ears, and he frantically shook off the researcher's hand, "Just leave quickly, no need to repay me! Go, go, go!"
He closed the door quickly.
A burst of laughter and whistles suddenly broke out in the courtyard.
"Stop laughing! Stop laughing!" The child collapsed, holding his head. "Who knew he would be like this? He must be crazy!"
"Boss, you saved someone yesterday." Someone followed suit in a mean manner.
"Stop learning! Damn it!" The child collapsed.
Guan Hongyan rubbed her eyes and went back to sleep. After Bai Jinshu asked Huai Jiamu to confirm that the two brothers chased after them after they left, and there was nothing else, he nodded, woke up Xiao Tang and told her roughly what had happened before, and then asked everyone to get up in three hours, and then went to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by a loud noise.
The sound seemed to come from outside Zi Street.
The noise was so loud that he pushed open the door and woke up all the other sleeping Triggers.
"Hey, I was just about to call you guys," Xiao Tang came in from outside the yard. He was stunned for a moment when he saw everyone got up, and then he said, "It seems that a big shot has come to Zi Street."
"Big shot?" Yuan Shanming frowned in confusion.
"A big shot," Huang Mao nodded, "seems to be a famous family in the City of Violence."
"Ah?" Dita was smoothing her hair, and turned her head to ask curiously, "Aristocratic family? The aristocratic families in the City of Violence are just a few wealthy families. Why are they coming to Purple Street? Don't they always look down on everyone except themselves?"
"If you don't know this, then we have no idea either," Xiao Tang shrugged, "but that famous family is heading our way."
When we say "our side", we are actually referring to this small courtyard.
"Oh my god..." The fitness guy had a wild imagination, "You guys have always said that the big brother surnamed Hang seems to have a good family background. Could he be the rebellious young master of this family? Now the Dragon King has returned!"
"You should read less novels," Dita twitched her lips. "It's impossible. The families in the City of Violence are so arrogant that they look down on ordinary people, and Purple Street looks down on them even more. Even if there is some inexplicably rebellious young master, he will never come to Purple Street."
"Then why are they here?" Huangmao was at a loss.
"I don't know." Dita smoothed her hair and shook her head. "We'll know after we see it. It's something that has already happened."
That's true.
Everyone stood at the door, watching what would happen.
As expected, the group of people stopped at the gate of the courtyard.
A middle-aged man with a slicked-back hair came down from the sedan-like human-powered vehicle. He looked at the shabby but clean yard with disdain and coughed lightly a few times.
Someone laid a red carpet from behind, which spread directly into the yard.
The hooligans in the yard all stood up and asked, "Who are you?"
"What for?"
"Don't move, get out, who let you in?"
Some thugs have already rolled up their sleeves.
The man who was laying the carpet didn't even look at them. He stood back after finishing. An elderly man came out of the team and looked at all of them critically. He asked with a condescending look, "Is there a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid here?"
"What the hell is this got to do with you? Get out!" The thugs couldn't help but want to take action.
"Fifth brother, what's going on in our family?" A head popped out from the edge of the courtyard wall.
He raised his head and with a graceful somersault, he climbed onto the wall.
"I just went out to buy things with Sister Qingshan. Who are these people? The entrance is blocked by so many people that neither of us can get in. We had to take a detour and climb over the wall to get home." The child sat on the wall, looked blankly at the gangsters in the yard who were on the verge of a fight, and then looked at the people at the door who were very stylish.
"Who is this? Are you here to look for my brother?" Sister Qingshan also turned over and looked back curiously, "Where are my brother and eldest brother?"
"It seems like he went out..." The child scratched his head.
At this moment, the old man suddenly cleared his throat and spoke in a pretentious tone, "Thirteen years ago, our young master was with a commoner woman and then broke up. She extorted a million yuan for child support on the pretext of a miscarriage. Later we learned that she did not abort the child as promised, but gave birth to it secretly. When we went to look for her, they said she had drowned after giving birth."
"What the hell does this have to do with us? We didn't kill him," the Sixth Brother cursed. "Thirteen years have passed. Don't try to extort money from him."
The old man looked at him and curled his lips: "We received news some time ago that this child appeared in Purple Street. The DNA verification has passed. The one you have here is the child of our Qiao family who has been missing for thirteen years."
Everyone was speechless.
The child even sat on the wall and pointed at himself, with an incredible look on his face: "Huh? Me? Are you mistaken? How is this possible?"
"Yeah, how is that possible?"
"That's enough, you got the wrong person, bye." The thugs were speechless.
"I've heard of people randomly claiming their fathers, but this is the first time I've seen someone randomly claiming their sons."
"It's all gone, it's all gone. Even rich people have bad eyesight."
Everyone knows that the child is the posthumous child of a newcomer in an investment bank. Pregnant women get pregnant in their own world, and it has nothing to do with this damn Qiao family.
"This... uh, grandpa, why don't you go back and check it out carefully," the child jumped down from the wall, patted the dust off his hands, and said with a puzzled expression after approaching, "I can't be your lost child. Anyone could be, but I'm the least likely."
"No, you are." The old man grabbed his wrist with determination in his eyes.
"No, I really am not like that. Don't I know what kind of person I am? I am an orphan. My mother died of complications during childbirth when I was born." The child explained in a panic.
"We've tested the DNA." The old man remained firm.
"Where did you get the DNA test?" The child died inexplicably. "When did I give it to you? Don't talk nonsense..."
His eyes silently wandered behind the old man. Suddenly, he stopped and stared in one direction.
The researcher.
He was wearing a well-tailored suit that you wouldn't see on Purple Street. Standing among a group of people from the Qiao family, he looked like a person from the same world as them.
When meeting his gaze, the researcher just smiled very brightly.
He opened and closed his lips, making a lip shape in the crowd.
【Repay.】
He said.
The child was stunned.
The author has something to say:
Metal (taking the blame): Oh, I forgot about that.
Hantang (holding his head): Woo woo woo, I'm sorry, I almost forgot, let you exchange information now!
First 20 + random 20 woo woo woo, speaking of which, I saved up for a long time a few days ago and sent them all out in one go. I guess everyone has received a bunch of red envelope messages (smoke)
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