[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

Tachihara Michizo fought back with all his might, the fragments penetrated Jie Shuyi's body, countless cuts appeared on his frail body, blood splattered out.

At the moment Xie Shuyi was knocked away, his sharp fingertips accurately poked into Tachihara Michizo's eyes.

He pulled his wrist back and applied force with his palm. Along with the sound of the round object bursting, he seemed to feel a slight chill on his face.

Xie Shuyi shook off the sticky liquid on his hands expressionlessly and just stared at Liyuan Daozao, or rather, he was coveting the blood on the latter's face. He couldn't help but licking his dry lips.

Tachihara Michizo covered half of his face with one hand, and blood flowed out through his fingers.

The severe pain made his tone unstable, "Jie Shuyi, do you know what you are doing?"

Tachihara Michizo didn't know what had happened to Jie Shuyi. Even though he guessed that the person in front of him was no longer someone he was familiar with, he still refused to admit it.

Xie Shuyi, a member of the Armed Detective Agency, Joker's experimenter 21, who once played the port mafia around, and who recently scared the leaders of various countries half to death on the artificial moving island, at this moment... can he really...

He tried to make Xie Shuyi realize his mistake.

"Jie Shuyi, wake up."

Tachihara Michizo didn't want...for Xie Shuyi to have such an ending.

Xie Shuyi's expression did not change at all when he heard this, but Fudi Yingchi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "When did you two become so familiar with each other?"

Xie Shuyi lowered his eyes. The supernatural power that Li Yuandao had just created hit his calf, piercing his leg bone. At this moment, his body was in danger and he could hardly stand.

But he was still in the mood to twist his ankle, as if doing a pre-war stretch, and then...

As expected, it broke.

Xie Shuyi shook his hand slightly, raised it subconsciously, and then grabbed nothing.

After doing this, he was obviously stunned.

why...

Subconsciously, I felt that there must be someone here who could support me?

Who is it?

Xie Shuyi quickly stood up straight, glanced at his master who was watching the fight, and silently withdrew his gaze.

He bent down, looking down at his broken right leg that had fallen to the ground.

Xie Shuyi turned around again and handed over the severed limb in his hand.

Although he was very hungry, his master was more important.

Fudi Yingchi frowned. In his impression, his relatives should not have so many self-emotions.

He glanced at Jie Shuyi with undisguised suspicion, and after meeting the latter's empty eyes, he withdrew his gaze.

Tsk, he actually doubted Plum's ability.

As a gust of sword wind knocked the stumps to the ground, Fudi Yingchi's voice was filled with impatience, "Quick battle, quick decision."

Xie Shuyi lowered his head, silently picked up his calf and put it to his mouth.

With the intake of raw meat and blood, Xie Shuyi's originally scarred body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He shook his ankle, getting familiar with the newly grown limb, and his eyes were full of madness and murderous intent.

Supernatural energy continuously emerged from his body. Li Yuan Daozao could feel that Jie Shuyi's aura suddenly changed, becoming more blatant and more extreme, as if he was overdrawing his soul and life.

The reason that led him to this state was just Fukuchi Sakurachi's words "quick battle, quick decision".

The black eyes were completely covered in black. Jie Shuyi bent his knees slightly, and when he suddenly exploded, an extremely powerful force swept over him.

Like a wild beast freed from its chains...

Tachihara Michizo retreated again and again.

Xie Shuyi can no longer be called a human being...

It's a bloodthirsty monster, it's...

A mad dog protecting its master.

The bloodthirsty murderous intent cut through the air. Tachihara Dozo crossed his elbows in front of his chest, barely blocking the fatal blow, but his body was uncontrollably blown dozens of meters away.

Until he hit the wall, his blood-stained clothes were deeply embedded in the dust, and he felt so dizzy that he almost lost consciousness in the next second.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer. Jie Shuyi stood in the sunlight, lowered his eyes and looked quietly at Li Yuan Daozao who was covered in blood. Without any hesitation, he sat astride him.

"Woo." Xie Shuyi happened to sit on his wound, and Li Yuan Daozao let out an uncontrollable groan.

He barely opened his only remaining eye, blood dripping into it. Li Yuan Daozao's eyes were all red, and he could only vaguely see Jie Shuyi's figure.

"Jie Shuyi..." The moment he opened his mouth, his voice became very hoarse.

The latter just looked at him steadily. Jie Shuyi pursed his lips. Deep in his eyes was a strong desire for blood, but he restrained it well.

He is waiting for his master's instructions.

Tachihara Michizo gave a pale smile, he was too weak to struggle and collapsed to the ground, no longer struggling.

"Kill me, I've already made up my mind."

He didn't have the energy to wonder about the reason for Jie Shuyi's current appearance. He raised his chin weakly, trying to find a comfortable position. However, there were broken bricks under him and his back hurt no matter what he did.

The only eye that could see drooped slightly and glanced at the Fudi Yingchi beside him.

"The Port Mafia won't do such a pitiful thing as begging for mercy from you. Just kill me."

Tachihara Michizou wanted to die, but unfortunately, Xie Shuyi, the only one of the two who had the intention to kill, was now a puppet controlled by others, and he was afraid that no one could fulfill his wish.

The moment Fudi Yingchi approached the two of them, Jie Shuyi stood up obediently, took half a step back to give his master enough space, and then sat down cross-legged.

With his blood-stained hands supporting himself on the ground, Xie Shuyi's body leaned forward slightly. Perhaps because of the excitement and joy before the killing, his body was shaking slightly.

He stared at Tachihara Michizo's neck without blinking, and there was no distracting thoughts in his scarlet eyes.

All we want is blood.

There is only blood.

"Did anyone mistake me for a murderer who enjoys killing people?" Fudi's voice was full of ridicule and helplessness.

He half-knelt down and looked at Tachihara Michizo at eye level.

"I am the Five Signs of Death for the Celestial Beings. I will bring the five signs of death to the Celestial Beings. Liyuan, you are not a Celestial Being. Do you know who the Celestial Being I am talking about is?"

Tachihara Michizo didn't look up at him. He closed his eyes, feeling the blood on his nose and the pain in his body.

After a while, he pulled the corner of his mouth.

"I'm so sorry, I skipped literature class."

In response to his contempt and unreasonableness, Fukudi Yingchi simply shook her head, and her expression gradually became colder as she spoke.

"The gods send the lower class to the battlefield without their own hands or personal appearance. They themselves hang high above, indulge in greed, wealth and pleasure. They hold the lives of others in their hands, while they themselves sit in the unreachable heaven. These are the rulers. Their indifference caused the war. They must die. And their death must be accompanied by endless pain. Therefore, we hold the butcher knife in our hands."

Perhaps, this is the reason why the hero Fudi Yingchi voluntarily fell and became the Five Degenerations of Heavenly Being.

"This... is your motive for committing the crime."

As if he heard the disdain in Tachihara Michizo's tone, Fukuchi Sakurachi stood up and looked down with a cold gaze at the guy on the ground who was covered in blood but still stubborn.

"It's a crime now, and next year it will be the prologue to the hero's autobiography." His tone rose slightly, as if he was expecting it, "Just use the power of the pages."

His eyes swept across Jie Shuyi on the side, and when they rested on Tachihara Michizo again, the smile on Fukuchi Sakurachi's face became more obvious.

"Well, I'm busy too. I have to get half the country's population under my control before the final stage of the plan."

"Half?" Hearing this, Tachihara Michizo couldn't help but laugh.

"You think I can't do it?"

Fudi Yingchi waved towards Jie Shuyi, and the latter obediently came to his side.

Like a well-behaved puppy, he let Fudi Yingchi ravage his hair.

"Haven't you always been curious about why he became like this?" Fukudi Yingchi exerted force on his palms, and with his five fingers, he pulled Jie Shuyi's hair forcefully and pulled the boy's head in front of Tachihara Michizo.

Tachihara Michizo looked up at the face that was so close to him. Because he had been pulling his hair so hard, Xie Shuyi's face was now clearly exposed in front of him.

Blood and sweat mixed together, the boy's face was like a painting, half of it was like a god polluted by dust, fragile and pitiful, and the other half, Liyuan Daozao pulled the corner of his mouth, looked at Jie Shuyi's exposed bones, and raised the corner of his lips.

"Is it really okay if Dazai Osamu finds out about you doing this?"

Xie Shuyi blinked and looked at him in confusion, dodged the hand that Liyuan Daozao extended, and then raised his head and looked at his master obediently.

He felt a little pain when his master grabbed him, but that didn't matter. The delicious food was right in front of him but he couldn't enjoy it. Jie Shuyi was really hungry.

He licked the corner of his lips and looked at his master with longing eyes, and the word "hungry" was almost written on his face.

"Unfortunately, he doesn't recognize Dazai Osamu anymore. After being transformed by Plum, he is a bloodthirsty vampire who recognizes his master. I think it is more appropriate to call him a monster. You have just witnessed this."

Tachihara Michizo closed his eyes. "Even if there is a supernatural power that can control people, you can't convert half of the world's population into vampires in a short period of time. Physically, there is no supernatural power with such strong infectious power."

The smile on Fukuchi Yingchi's face suddenly widened, "Yes, if there was, the world would have perished long ago. But that's the premise that there is only one person with the ability."

He paused for a moment, as if Tachihara Dozou thought of something. He suddenly raised his head, met those smiling eyes, and his breathing suddenly stagnated.

The captain's special ability is to amplify the power of the weapon he holds 100 times, so!

Fukuchi Yingchi grabbed Jie Shuyi by the collar and came closer, "Liyuan, you are my important subordinate. From now on...you must serve me too."

In just a moment, Tachihara Dozo swung forward with a sharp blade in his hand. It was the last blow of a dying man. The speed was not fast and it was also full of loopholes. Xie Shuyi had no intention of fighting back at all, but just slightly turned his head to avoid it.

However, he didn't expect that the direction of the blade suddenly changed and it went straight towards Tachihara Dozao's neck.

The moment the cold dagger touched his skin, it cut his neck with a slight pain, but it stopped when it was about to go a step deeper.

Jie Shuyi grabbed his wrist. Tachihara Michizo's eyes were full of despair and pain. He could no longer make a sound. His breathing became rapid and he tried to retreat with his remaining strength.

Jie Shuyi broke his hands easily. Li Yuan Daozao's eyes were too hot and complicated. Jie Shuyi lowered his eyes and stopped looking. Naturally, he did not see clearly that the last bit of luck in his eyes disappeared.

It was not until this moment that Tachihara Michizo finally believed it.

Jie Shuyi...has really become a vampire.

Jie Shuyi held his face with both hands, leaned down, and the fangs hidden under his lips slowly appeared.

As the sharp teeth bit through the skin, the prey beneath it twitched slightly, blood poured into its mouth, and the strong smell of blood lingered at the tip of its nose.

Obviously, this was an endless temptation for the vampire Jie Shuyi, but he only took two quick sips.

After confirming that the prey had been transformed into its own kind, Xie Shuyi quickly stood up and turned to look at Fudi Yingchi.

There was still traces of blood on his lips, but his eyes, which had been dull in the past, were unusually bright.

Xie Shuyi thought that he would be praised after completing the task, but after standing still, the curve at the corners of his lips disappeared instantly, and his face was filled with helplessness.

Fudi Yingchi had already turned and left after seeing Jie Shuyi transform Liyuan Daozao into his own kind.

As if he noticed the person behind him was stagnant, Fudi Yingchi paused slightly but did not look back.

"Handled it."

After saying this, he left quickly.

After all, Fudi Yingchi had other tasks to do this time, so there was no need to continue wasting time here.

Even though he knew his master couldn't see him, Xie Shuyi still nodded obediently.

After he suppressed his smile, it seemed that even the muscles on his face became stiff. He twitched the corners of his mouth...as if he couldn't control his expression.

Xie Shuyi raised his hand blankly and touched his cheek.

Feeling the stiff muscles and strange expression on his face, his other hand suddenly raised up and placed his fingertips on his chest.

Why is my heart beating so fast...

What were you expecting just now?

Xie Shuyi lowered his head, but he could not ignore the feeling of disappointment.

In the past...it seemed like there were always people praising me.

My heart began to beat rapidly, and that familiar yet unfamiliar figure kept flashing in my mind.

who...

who...?

Who the hell is it?

His heart was beating faster and faster, as if it wanted to jump out of his chest. Xie Shuyi could not control it, nor could he understand the conflicting emotions at the moment.

He simply stopped thinking about it.

Looking back at Liyuan Daozao, Jie Shuyi half squatted down and stared at him intently.

Waiting for him to convert to the same kind.

Until a sudden male voice appeared behind him.

"What are you going to do with my men?"