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

The wide sofa had long been burned into ruins by the raging fire. Black ashes and charred debris were scattered all over the ground. The air was filled with choking smoke, but the fire did not stop. Instead, it continued to spread around.

Jie Shuyi stood there covered in blood, with flesh and blood still on his cheeks from the psychic's self-explosion.

Most of the opponents he faced in the past few days wanted to behead him and get the reward, or tried to replace Jie Shuyi.

This is the first one who wants to die together with Shuyi at all costs.

Xie Shuyi raised his hand and wiped the blood off his face.

His movements were so smooth that he forgot that his hands were covered in blood.

At this moment, the blood on his cheeks and hands was a mess, making it even harder to open his eyes.

The fire on the sofa had already spread to the entire small base. The base was located underground and had no ventilation. At this moment, thick black choking smoke was surging in the house, and there were constant crackling sounds around the burning fire.

Xie Shuyi still stood there. He waited for a long time, wanting the blood on his hands to dry up before trying to wipe the blood from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't notice at all that the beams above his head were already crumbling and the fire had already reached his legs.

It’s better to say that I didn’t care rather than not paying attention.

But the blood in the corner of his eyes was finally wiped dry, and when Xie Shuyi opened his eyes, black smoke rushed straight towards his face.

Xie Shuyi didn't even blink, but just lowered his eyes and looked at his outstretched hands, which were covered in blood.

The burning sensation in his calves told Jie Shuyi that it was time to leave, but he still stood there in a daze.

Xie Shuyi raised his head and looked around, taking in everything here.

Whether it's Taguchi Rokuzo, Akutagawa or Dazai...

Their existence seems like a dream, a beautiful dream that has been carefully woven.

Trying everything to leave a mark here.

But no matter how hard they try to weave this dreamlike web, this beautiful gauze will be torn open with a bloody hole when the truth comes out.

Just like now, any trace of their existence was easily wiped out by a fire.

Perhaps this is what the world consciousness is telling Jie Shuyi.

What should be done should be faced.

He couldn't escape any of them.

Xie Shuyi curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery. He had been dreaming for too long and it was time to wake up.

He walked towards the stairs, and the moment he pushed the door open, he heard the sound of something heavy falling behind him.

Jie Shuyi did not stop for a moment, looking at the psychics in front of him with indifferent eyes. The one in front had bloodshot eyes, and his hands holding the chains were trembling. There was only hatred in his eyes when he looked at Jie Shuyi.

Xie Shuyi sighed lightly, lowered his eyes, and could guess with his toes that the people in front of him were in the same group as the one who had just self-destructed.

"Since I can come out safely, it proves that the guy is dead. If you want to live, get out of here."

It’s not that Jie Shuyi is afraid, nor is he afraid of trouble, but the one in front of him couldn’t win and would self-destruct. Who knows if the ones in front of him will use the same trick again?

Xie Shuyi really didn't want to get soaked anymore.

Every breath he took was filled with blood, and his brain was so sticky that he couldn't even open his eyes. Jie Shuyi felt extremely sick.

But unfortunately, the people who came today don’t know what fear is.

"Ahhh! Give my sixth brother's life back to me!" A burly man on the right charged forward with a knife.

The sword in his hand was not a common traditional Japanese sword, but a rough-looking machete. Its blade was sharp but had many flaws, and it was obviously a weapon that had been through many hardships.

When the remaining people saw the man move, they all moved at the same time.

They each found their exact position quickly, and several of them used their special abilities simultaneously. They skillfully stood still to attack and retreat, and then stood still to attack and retreat again.

Xie Shuyi was surrounded by seven people. Whenever he was about to use his supernatural power to attack someone, the others would attack Xie Shuyi's vital points without leaving any chance.

Although these forces did not cause any harm to Xie Shuyi, they always happened to cause his body to deviate slightly, so that every attack of Xie Shuyi failed.

After fighting for several minutes, Xie Shuyi always felt like he was hitting cotton with his fist.

It's not like Jie Shuyi had ever faced off against a cooperative psychic like him, but he had never felt such a strong sense of irritation.

The people in front of him obviously had a deep relationship and cooperated very well. Not only were they well-trained, but their methods of using the opponent's force to counter their opponent were also quite clever.

Ordinary people don't have the energy to cultivate such people with special abilities.

It can only be someone sent at the national level.

After Xie Shuyi dodged another fatal move, his circle of activities had already been gradually shrunk, and now he was even forced into a corner.

"Damn it! Pay with your life!" The burly man raised his machete and chopped towards Jie Shuyi's head again.

Xie Shuyi looked up, and at the moment the machete fell, his fingertips easily clamped the blade.

"Your cooperation is indeed tacit, but there is a hole in the upper right corner of the formation from beginning to end."

Xie Shuyi used his fingertips to easily break the machete, and then slapped the man on the chest, knocking him away. The latter's body was embedded in the wall of the residential building. The high-rise building continued to shake, and as thick smoke rose, the man staggered to his feet, holding his chest.

Xie Shuyi looked at the man, his fingertips slightly curled up, and then he put his palms behind his back.

Xie Shuyi did not use his full strength in this move.

The whole world knows that Xie Shuyi is invincible in close combat. Except for assassination and long-range attack, there is only one way to die once he gets close to you.

What's more, he had to take the palm strike from Li Shuyi head-on.

It was obvious that he did not use his full strength. The other assassins also noticed this and their eyes were filled with surprise.

"The little guy came to assassinate me on his own initiative, but unfortunately... he is dead. It is useless even if you have a tacit understanding." Xie Shuyi took a half step back.

"You can't beat me, and I don't want to kill you." Xie Shuyi said without giving them a chance to ask questions, and turned to leave.

"Jie Shuyi!" The captain of the team suddenly shouted his name in a very fluent Chinese accent.

Xie Shuyi didn't look back, but ran forward faster and faster.

The corners of his eyes seemed to be wet with something, and he just raised his hand and wiped it away hastily.

Only after he ran until he could no longer see the figure behind him did Xie Shuyi hide in the alley, lowering his head in exhaustion.

He was bent over, his hands resting on his knees.

I don't know what he was upset about, he slammed his clenched fist against the wall.

"grass!"

His body slowly slid down until he sat on the ground, his chest still heaving violently.

In fact, after obtaining the godhood, Xie Shuyi was already dead. He didn't need to breathe, but Xie Shuyi had been deliberately pretending to be no different from an ordinary person. Even his deep breaths were just to tell himself...

He is still alive, he is still a human being.

Xie Shuyi's soft-heartedness today was not because the psychic who came to assassinate him was a Chinese, a compatriot.

Instead, I saw the uncle's shadow in the attack methods of those guys.

......

Those guys were once Odasaku's companions.

It is the organization of supernatural people that Oda Saku joined in China.

Even Lucy and the store manager Jie Shuyi were willing to do that, but today he was soft-hearted...

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!" Jie Shuyi roared loudly as his fist fell heavily to the ground, but after venting he felt exhausted.

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

If one time is not enough, try again.

He moved quickly, but his strength did not diminish at all.

Xie Shuyi's movements were so fast and fierce that his cheeks healed themselves before they even had time to turn red and swollen, leaving only some blood at the corners of his mouth.

After slapping himself dozens of times, Xie Shuyi just wanted to calm himself down quickly.

He wanted to drive those distracting thoughts out of his mind, but when he opened his eyes, the blood all over his body told Jie Shuyi what had happened.

He killed the uncle's companion.

And now the uncle's companions are coming to kill him.

"Damn! Why were they the first to find the base?"

Xie Shuyi was feeling annoyed when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps beside his ears.

Thinking that it was that group of psychics who had caught up with him, Jie Shuyi wanted to use his psychic powers to throw them directly into another dimension and end it all, but when he looked up, he found that the person coming was actually Dun.

Xie Shuyi was obviously stunned. Recalling that he was covered in blood, he looked away awkwardly and slowly stood up at a loss.

He wanted to brush off the dust on his body, but it was obvious that there was more blood than dust. His outstretched palm shrank unnaturally, and he put his bloody hand behind his back as if to cover up his mistake.

"How did you come?"

Dun's eyes glanced at Jie Shuyi's hand. He pursed his thin lips, but stood at the entrance of the alley and did not come in.

Dun just stood there without saying a word, with his head lowered, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Xie Shuyi also noticed something was wrong.

Judging from the time, Mr. Dazai should have returned to the detective agency.

At this time, he was not in the detective agency to listen to Mr. Dazai's plan, but ran out alone... It was strange no matter how you looked at it.

"Dun...what do you want from me?"

Dun hung his head and said nothing. After a long while, he took two steps forward. His face, which was already covered by his hair, now entered the dark alley, making it even more impossible to see his expression.

Xie Shuyi frowned, he stood up and walked towards Dun, waving his hand tentatively in front of the latter, but the other party did not react at all.

Xie Shuyi's brows furrowed even more tightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Is he controlled by a psychic?

Or was he infected with Bram's vampire virus?

But no matter which one it is, Jie Shuyi needs to go and take a look in person.

He raised his hand and wanted to pinch Dun's chin, but just as his fingertips were about to touch his body, the latter suddenly took a step back, and then used his supernatural tiger claws to heavily slap Li Shuyi's hand away.

There was a creaking sound, and Xie Shuyi lowered his head. His forearm was broken in half. A little black smoke came out from the middle through the long clothes stained with blood.

Xie Shuyi didn't say anything. After straightening the bones, he skillfully turned his wrist and activated the passive self-healing function. His body quickly recovered to its original state and the faint black smoke was no longer visible.

The moment he looked up, he met Dun's red eyes.

Xie Shuyi's breathing stagnated for a moment, but then quickly became rapid again.

He was very familiar with this look.

Anger, resentment, hatred...

It is mixed with confusion, pain, and sadness...

The families of every person he killed looked at Jie Shuyi with this kind of eyes.

But the question is why does Dun see himself this way?

Xie Shuyi suddenly realized something and a light flashed in his eyes.

Lucy...

Is it because of Lucy?

Xie Shuyi stared at the golden color in Dunmei's heart, and became more and more excited.

He clenched his fists, trying to use the pain to control his expression and mentality, but he couldn't help it at all.

When Xie Shuyi chose to massacre his own people, he never considered everyone in the Armed Detective Agency.

It was not only because those guys trusted him too much, but also because he was afraid that they would feel guilty after his death.