Yan Wushu remembered that this person hadn't eaten for almost a day: "I'll get you something to eat..."

There was food in the refrigerator in the room, Yan Wushu took a sandwich and milk, walked up to the man, and kindly helped him up to avoid choking.

During this process, the man watched him the whole time, and he didn't even enjoy eating, which made Yan Wushu's heart ache.

After the feeding, Yan Wushu heaved a sigh of relief and didn't rush to rest. He thought about Li Xing, and still cared about what Li Xing said, and what happened to Yue Chen.

At the same time, in another luxury suite at the other end of the corridor, the sunny young man who took Yan Wushu away during the day was grabbing Li Xing's collar.

The tone was gritted: "If you were not useful to the boss, I would have killed you, you bastard."

Li Xing didn't seem to be angry at all: "Thank you Brother Ming, Brother Ming is so knowledgeable, the boss must be very pleased to hear that."

Who didn't know that he was provoking that person and was beaten half to death before he joined the sea of corpses and blood. If you want to say who wants that man to die the most, it must be him. The man named Brother Ming's face turned darker:"You fucking—"

"Okay, stop arguing." The crimson liquid slowly flowed in the wine glass, and the man who was holding the glass swayed teasingly, "If you keep making noise, don't sleep tonight, my little ones are all hungry and thirsty, How about throwing you into the sea and feeding them?"

Li Xing and Brother Ming suddenly became sullen and didn't move, obviously recalling some bad memories.

"Your ability is really disgusting at sea."

"Thank you." The man with curly hair and wearing a slim gown was unmoved, taking it as a compliment, and sat on the sofa to continue drinking elegantly.

"Where's that guy?" Li Xing looked around the room, but didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"You mean the clown? You really like him. It's like not seeing him every day."

The man named Brother Ming sneered: "After all, it's rare to see someone who has the same abilities as him, so it's like sympathy."

The curly-haired man raised his eyebrows, and was noncommittal to his statement. Although the clown's abilities were indeed insufficient in terms of rigid attack power, the actual lethality was no worse than anyone present, or even the entire mountain of corpses and sea of blood. No one in the organization had anyDo you bother him, but Li Xing, although his supernatural ability is useful and deadly, it has no obvious effect on his own people, especially the group of people like the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

All of them understand his ability and know how to solve it. It is impossible for them not to take precautions after knowing the danger of this ability. The trust among members of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood is not enough to support them to relax soWhat's more, because it is too deadly, if it is used on members of the same organization for no reason, it is tantamount to shouting at the organization, so it is impossible for Li Xing to use his ability on them, and Li Xing is not a person with backbone at all, so he becameThe existence of the bottom of the combat power, who will always be ridiculed.

Li Xing still maintained a dignified expression: "How is it possible, I just want to know where he died."

The ridicule is all ridicule, the other two are obviously also very interested in the whereabouts of the clown, the public enemy, the curly-haired man took a sip of his wine: "Maybe he is pretending to be someone else and mingling in the crowd again."

"It's really disgusting." Brother Ming showed a stomach ache.

"Speaking of which, he had an intersection with that descendant of the Yan family, could it be..." His expression suddenly became a little strange.

The curly-haired man caught a glimpse of the change in Li Xing's expression, and it was very interesting: "You all seem to care about this descendant of the Yan family? It's just a container. When the boss comes, his existence as a human will expire."

"Could it be that you think that he can fly away in this sea? Or maybe the clown will kill him, so he's not so absurd."

His eyes wandered between the two, looking maliciously.

"How come, I'm just worried that the clown will mess up and let go of important containers." Li Xing's expression did not seem to be fake, it seemed that he was really worried about the organization.

The curly-haired man was noncommittal, but noticed another thing: "Where's your shadow?"

Brother Ming, who was still thinking about the clown and Yan Wushu, was startled for a moment, and subconsciously looked behind him. The shadow under the indoor light was already blurred. He didn't pay much attention at first, but now he realized that the shadow of the clown was really gone.up.

"Really, let me tell you, don't you like to use shadows to pretend to be ghosts, you kid, and I haven't seen you use that trick recently."

Li Xing's expression froze, and he said after a while: "...it's consumed."

After pondering for a while, as if thinking of something, the curly-haired man said, "Did you use it up when you went out with Wei Zheng?"

Li Xing did not deny it.

"I see." The curly-haired man shook his wine glass, "It's a pity, although I haven't seen him before, he should be more useful than you."

Li Xing raised a smile: "Don't worry about seniors, you can still raise them."

"That's good."

Knowing nothing about being a "vessel" in his mouth, Yan Wushu lay down to rest after feeding the hapless hostages.

At night, half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard someone calling him, the voice seemed to echo directly in his mind, and he realized that it was a message from the team, so he got up in fright.

——what's the matter?

——We found supernatural beings on the ship. They had group activities at night. The captain suspected that the cruise ship might be involved in black transactions.

The so-called black trade is the sale of items that are not allowed to be sold by the supernatural world. The bottle of pink potion that Wen Yicheng gave him earlier seems to have come from such a black market.

——Ah, do you want to follow it?

——That’s exactly what they mean, their area of activity is very close to your residence, you should rush over there now, but you’d better disguise yourself, they use masquerade balls to secretly trade, and your face is too well-known in the world of supernatural powers.

good.

Yan Wushu got up immediately, but he had a difficult time disguising himself. There were a lot of "sexy" equipment in the closet, but these alone were not enough to make him change his appearance.

"Do you need help?"

Yan Wushu was startled, and when he turned around, he saw that the blond hostage had stood up at some point, and the rope in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

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