Chapter 606 Ability
Oriental Song.
Luo He took out his mobile phone and clicked the screen a few times casually. Then, a sad melody floated in the air, with a touch of ethereal feeling. .
There is no need to ask Boss Sang for help anymore, his performance has said it all.
When the melody just started playing, he was trembling all over like a frightened rabbit, looking at Luo He as if he had seen a ghost.
"Sakura Falls"
What he played was "Sakura Falls". Although it was not very clear, once you hear this melody once, you will never forget it.
It is a ballad sung in Yoko's hometown.
But at this time, this ballad has been entangled with ghosts in everyone's hearts. Wherever the ballad appears, terrible things will happen.
"You, how could you...?" Boss Sang's face was full of fear. Obviously, he connected the person in front of him with what happened last night.
Now things have gradually become clearer. If the man in front of him did not lie, then the identity of this ghost can be determined.
In line with their previous guess, he was an Oriental.
A Japanese from the same place as Yoko.
But to be precise, this is just the form he showed. Digging deeper, this Japanese man was once a disciple.
But looking at it now, he has been completely eroded by the door in his body and turned into a walking zombie.
Huaiyi thought to himself that he was similar to Xiang Nan in the hospital book.
Lin Wan'er turned her head and looked at the photos posted on the wall, "So you found all the photos and posted them on the wall to find this Asian man?"
"No. Wrong!" Boss Sang gasped. He didn't know where he got the courage. He put one hand on the wall and stood up shakily. "It's strange. Although I didn't see the face of the Asian man, I only saw it through the curtain. I can't see his shadow, but..."
Boss Sang gritted his teeth and said, "But I just think he looks familiar. I seem to have seen him before."
"To be honest, I have. I also hate these Japanese people. I won’t deal with them if I can, but when they come to me, I don’t dare to refuse. All the Japanese people I have come into contact with ask me to take pictures.”
Boss Sang's thinking is very clear. He has limited ways to get to know Japanese people. If someone looks familiar, there is a high probability that he has taken photos with him.
That’s why he found all the photos of Japanese people and identified them one by one.
"Have you found it?" Pi Ruan asked.
Hearing this, Boss Sang shook his head, "No."
After saying this, Boss Sang turned around and looked at the photos on the wall with a strange look on his face, his lips moved. , as if he had something to say, but didn’t know how to say it.
In everyone's opinion, it was normal that he had not found them. After all, it was impossible for him to save every photo of Japanese people he had ever taken. That would be unrealistic.
Also, human memory is very deceptive. In extreme panic, it is possible for Boss Sang to admit the wrong person.
He is just an ordinary person.
Just when Huaiyi was about to speak, Boss Sang suddenly turned around, looked at them, and said, "I know what you are thinking. Do you think I have remembered all this incorrectly?"< br>
“But I tell you, no, absolutely not!” As his breathing quickened, Boss Sang’s tone became tougher, “I can feel it, he is here!”
"He's right here!"
"Here he is. Look at me!"
Seeing that Boss Sang was about to lose control of his emotions, Luo He quickly reached out and covered him with one hand On his face, his thumb and middle finger were placed on both ends of Boss Sang's temples, and then he exerted a little force.
A sharp pain struck Boss Sang's head like lightning. Gradually, he calmed down and his breathing was not as rapid as at the beginning.
"Boss Sang." Luo He looked at him, his blue eyes as calm as the deep sea. He slowly retracted his hand and said in a soothing tone: "Please calm down."
Boss Sang took a long breath, "I'm sorry."
The moment Luo He put his hand on Boss Sang's face, Huaiyi's expression suddenly changed. For no reason, he felt I had a strong feeling of palpitations.
It was as if an invisible hand suddenly grabbed his neck.
As a disciple, his perception is much keener than ordinary people, especially for that kind of thing.
His mind was in a trance.
In the haze, a tall and majestic figure seemed to appear behind Luo He.
The figure is holding a huge book in his hands, with a black cover, simple and solemn, full of a strong religious atmosphere.
The holy light stung him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.
The pressure displayed could even rival the shadow behind Jiang Cheng, and an ominous premonition suddenly emerged in Huai Yi's heart.
According to what he learned during this period, Lin Waner, Jiang Cheng, and Wang Fugui are all official members of Crimson, and their methods can be imagined.
And according to the momentum displayed by Luo He, he is definitely an extremely difficult character among the night watchmen, as well as the lolita who often swears
Huaiyi glanced at Fu Fu quietly with an unnoticeable gaze, which made Luo He What made him feel a chill was that Fu Fu was also staring at him, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Sure enough
Luo He and Fu Fu came prepared.
Such a person would never take action just for a mission that barely reaches B level. The only explanation is that their goal is not this mission at all, but Crimson!
This mission turned out to be a scam, just to trick Crimson in and then kill all their elites.
While Huaiyi was thinking, he suddenly noticed another line of sight. Following the line of sight, he saw Lin Wan'er.
She just looked at herself silently, her eyes were obviously emotionless, but Huaiyi understood.
Then, a strange feeling that he had never felt before exploded in his heart.
It is different from fear, it is a kind of uneasiness.
This woman seems to have seen through herself, her own entanglements, helplessness, hesitation, fear, and vacillation
Her eyes are like a scalpel, dismantling herself into small pieces, and then A little bit of analysis and cannibalization, I have no secrets at all in front of her.
Whether it is the present, the past, or the future
In her eyes, her life seems to be just a straight line whose end can be seen at a glance.
What is this?
Her ability?
No, no, how could such an ability exist? Even the Weird Gate would not brew such a thing.
My feeling must be wrong!
Huaiyi had a very bad premonition. He seemed to be involved in a huge whirlpool. A random splash of water in it could make him irrecoverable.
And the beginning of it all was meeting that man.
Deep red, Jiangcheng.
It was too late to consider quitting now, and he was not a troubled person. Against Fu Fu's gaze, he stepped forward firmly and walked to Lin Waner's side. (End of this chapter)