The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

When Chen Yifan and Shen Ran came out of the basement, Mu Yang was standing in the middle of the corridor holding a compass in one hand. The blood on the back of his police uniform had turned dark red.

At the end of the corridor in front of him, the wall was peeling off like a living thing, revealing densely packed metal pipes in the wall. What was pouring out of the pipes was not cement, but a dark red gelatinous substance mixed with baby hair, which was condensing into a three-meter-high mechanical giant.

The chest of the giant puppet was embedded with the remains of hundreds of mechanical babies, with bloody umbilical cords wrapped around every joint. Its head was a twisted kaleidoscope, with black and red liquid oozing from the broken cracks in the lenses, forming disgusting mucus on the ground.

Mu Yang held the compass tightly in one hand, and the Sanskrit on the bronze surface suddenly lit up. He said in a deep voice: "Lin Xia! Form the Big Dipper Formation! Liu Yi! Guard the left rear!"

Lin Xia threw out seven copper coins in response, and placed them in the shape of the Big Dipper on the ground, followed by the magic water splashing on the ankles of the giant puppet. Liu Yize raised the Vajra Pestle in his hand and blocked Mu Yang's left side. The runes on the pestle head flashed, and he forcibly blocked the metal pipe swung by the giant puppet.

Chen Yifan held a cigarette in his mouth and twirled the saber in his hand, "Captain Mu, wait and see how I cut this thing for you!" As he spoke, he leaped up and chopped the umbilical cord at the joint of the giant puppet.

The giant puppet made a sharp electric sound, and the mechanical baby debris in its chest popped out and flew towards Chen Yifan. Chen Yifan was not in a hurry. He chopped the debris one by one while swinging his saber, and then kicked the giant puppet in the abdomen, using the force to jump towards the kaleidoscope on its head.

Mu Yang saw the right moment, formed seals with his hands, the compass emitted a dazzling light, and a huge demon-suppressing talisman fell from the air and stuck firmly to the giant puppet. The giant puppet struggled, and the mucus on its body kept dripping, corroding the ground.

Lin Xia took the opportunity to throw out several pieces of talisman paper and stick them on the joints of the giant puppet's limbs, "Liu Yi! Now!"

Liu Yi understood and raised the demon-subduing pestle to smash it against the giant puppet's knee. With a "bang", the giant puppet knelt on one knee.

Chen Yifan seized the opportunity and stabbed the saber into the broken crack of the kaleidoscope lens. He pried it hard and black and red liquid gushed out. The giant puppet let out a mournful cry, and its body began to shake violently, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

Shen Ran was stunned watching from the side. He originally wanted to go forward to help, but found that he could not do anything. He could only hold the talisman paper tightly and pray silently for everyone.

Mu Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Chen Yifan, "Have you solved the problem in the basement?" Chen Yifan nodded, holding a cigarette in his mouth, "How else do you think I got up here?"

Lin Xia and Liu Yi came over, and Lin Xia said, "Captain, this place is too weird. We have too few people this time, and it's too risky."

Mu Yang nodded, "Indeed, I didn't think it through this time. Let's make a good plan when we get back and bring more people next time."

Several people walked out of this strange villa. Shen Ran, who was originally in a car with Lin Xia and the others, now trotted straight towards Mu Yang.

She opened the back door and got into the empty seat next to Chen Yifan. Mu Yang in the front seat glanced at her in the rearview mirror but didn't say much.

Chen Yifan, who was sitting in the back seat, was smoking a cigarette and using a military knife to pry the oil out of the cracks between his fingernails in the warm light of the roof lamp. He didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard the noise.

"Chen, Brother Chen..." Shen Ran shyly asked, "Thank you for what happened just now..."

"Thanks for nothing." Chen Yifan said unhappily, "If you hadn't sprinkled cinnabar on my shoes, I would have been done long ago."

Shen Ran's pretty face flushed red. Seeing that the wound on Chen Yifan's arm was still bleeding, she bit her lip and took out an iodine cotton swab from her backpack:

"Um...I brought some medicine..."

"Need not."

"List……"

"Stop!" Chen Yifan was a typical straight man, totally ignorant of romance. Seeing this, he reached out to stop them:

"I can let go of your reckless behavior just now, but please understand that I saved you because I had no choice. There is absolutely no personal relationship. If you dare to entangle me again, do you believe that I will kill you?"

Mu Yang, who was driving in front, couldn't help but say, "Can you restrain yourself a little? The girl is caring about you."

"I'm happy with it." Chen Yifan flicked the ash off his cigarette. "Why, Captain Mu, are you worried? I should have let your little honey sit in the front row with you."

"Shut your stinky mouth." Mu Yang's voice sank. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll leave you here to feed the mosquitoes."

Chen Yifan suddenly burst into laughter, his body swaying, and the saber slipped from his leg to Shen Ran's feet. She immediately bent down to pick it up, but when she touched the handle, Chen Yifan stepped on the back of her hand.

"It hurts!" Shen Ran exclaimed, and looked up to see Chen Yifan's half-smile.

"It's good that you know it hurts. In my hand, a knife is a tool for making a living, but in your hand, it's a tool for killing." He loosened his feet, pulled the saber back from Shen Ran's hand, and continued to fiddle with it.

Shen Ran rubbed the back of his hand and said aggrievedly: "I, I just wanted to help you pick up the knife..."

Chen Yifan raised his eyebrows: "Help? When you poured cinnabar just now, you spilled more than you used, and now you still want to touch my knife?"

Shen Ran's face flushed: "That, that was the first time... I won't do it again!"

Chen Yifan sneered: "In the future? Who will tell you the future? I am used to being alone."

Mu Yang glanced in the rearview mirror and said, "Chen Yifan, you are so ruthless. You may end up alone."

"I'm damn happy to do that. But Miss Shen is so delicate, why not send her back to the archives room to enjoy the air conditioning?"

Shen Ran suddenly straightened his back: "I'm not a vase! I wrote down all the characteristics of the spirits during this operation, and I can compile them into a report to assist in analysis when I go back!"

Chen Yifan glanced at her: "Report? Do you think you are writing a paper? If you are in a daze again next time, I will flush you down the toilet."

Shen Ran clenched his fists: "There won't be a next time! I...I will learn from you how to deal with it!"

Chen Yifan paused with his fingers holding the cigarette, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "Learn from me? Didn't Mu Yang tell you what I do?"

Shen Ran stiffened his neck and said, "I told you, isn't it the Sky Eye Society? The Municipal Bureau's files contain your dirty secrets. I studied them all night."

"Do you think you can uncover the secrets of the Sky Eye Society?" Chen Yifan pressed the back of his knife against her neck and pressed it against the car window. "Don't think I won't beat you up just because you're pretty. Believe me or not, I'll stab you to death with one knife."

Good news, Chen Yifan doesn't hit women.

Bad news, Chen Yifan doesn't distinguish between men and women.

Shen Ran tilted his head and said, "I have seen it! Last month, you led people to smash the Qinglong Gang's place and chopped off the opponent's boss's hand as a warning.

And the month before last... Ouch, be gentle, I can't breathe, if you pinch me again I'll be really angry..."

Mu Yang couldn't stand their quarrel any longer: "Stop it, both of you! Take your hands away!"

"Who the hell made the noise? She's the one who doesn't know what's good for her, she deserves it!" Chen Yifan still didn't let go, leaning close to Shen Ran's ear and whispering a threat, "If you bring up those old things again, I'll cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs!"

Shen Ran swallowed, stared at the scar on his sleeve, and suddenly reached out his hand. As soon as his fingertips touched his bleeding forearm, his wrist was grabbed, and it felt like it was clamped by an iron clamp.

"What the hell are you doing!"

"Let go!" She struggled hard, "I just want to see your wound..."

"Look at your mother!" Chen Yifan shook her hand off. "When I was in the underworld, you were still eating sandwiches in the foreign school. Want to learn skills? First learn how not to pee in your pants when someone cuts your throat!"