Chapter 40: Being controlled by others

Although Fang Mingwei was sure that the God of Death, known as the number one in the killer world, was not an idiot, when he heard this, he really felt like he saw an idiot.

Accompany me to the Monster Empire...

What's this? Although I don't know whether this monster will form an empire or where this empire is, Fang Mingwei can still understand this meaning.

That is to accompany him to the monster's nest.

Fang Mingwei's eyes subconsciously looked towards the rolling white fog, turned his head, and saw the God of Death nod slowly.

His face suddenly turned pale and there was no more blood: "Your Excellency, are you really planning to go into the white mist?"

"Yes, as far as I know, there is a passage to the Monster Empire in the white mist."

Fang Mingwei nodded, he could guarantee that the big pit below must be a passage to the monster's nest, but the problem is that he and he are humans. Once he remembered the inevitable consequences of the two humans entering the monster's nest, Fang Mingwei felt a burst of coldness.

"This...that, Lord Death, why do you want to go to the Monster Empire?"

"I want to see where these monsters come from and why they keep harming humans."

Fang Mingwei's wide mouth could no longer be closed. If this sentence was from the mouth of a hero who was sad and pitiful, it would be somewhat credible. But from the mouth of a famous assassin, it would be very funny.

"Senior Death, are you sure you're not kidding?"

The god of death slowly took off the black scarf from his head, revealing a thin and bloodless face: "Yes."

After seeing the true face of the God of Death, Fang Mingwei felt more and more chilling in his heart. Since he had seen all his true faces for you, he naturally would not be allowed to refuse.

After pondering for a long time, Fang Mingwei finally said, "Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request."

"Why?"

"Because there are my family, my friends, and my career here. All my foundations are in human society, so I don't want to leave everything behind and go to a completely strange world full of crisis." Fang Mingwei said heavily: "I have my responsibilities here, and I cannot shirk my responsibilities."

The corners of the god of death seemed to twitch, and he mocked: "What responsibility is it just that you can't bear to be glorious and wealthy, and you can't bear to be this life."

Fang Mingwei's face turned slightly red, then raised his head and raised his chest, saying, "Yes, I can't bear to give up this life, nor can I bear to give up my future. I don't want to die in the monster's nest like this."

"Glory and wealth are empty in a blink of an eye. How long can you enjoy this life?" The God of Death said with a smile: "If you go in with me, if you find the origin of the monster and help mankind eliminate this disaster forever, you can become the most famous hero in human history."

Fang Mingwei hesitated for a moment and said, "If you want to be a hero, you must pay a sufficient price. I can't do the adventure at the cost of life."

The God of Death sighed and said, "You are very honest, much more honest than I did."

Fang Mingwei stared at him with his eyes tightly, slowly took a few steps back, and said, "Your Excellency, I can't agree to this condition. Now I have to evacuate this planet. Take care of me."

Fang Mingwei dared not be slouched or contemptuous of this top killer. He was not relieved until he was far away from him and had not seen him move.

Taking out his mecha from the identity ring, Fang Mingwei took the last look in the direction of Bai Wu.

The biggest regret this time was that Shi Sheng suddenly entered the white mist quietly. If he had known this, he would not have come to this unlucky place even if he had died.

However, getting the hidden technique of the God of Death can be considered a small compensation. Once you have achieved success in your cultivation in the future, you will never be afraid of other people's assassination.

Holding the mecha's mechanical legs, Fang Mingwei sighed regretfully. When the God of Death had suggested entering the white fog, he was really moved once. However, it was not to explore the secrets of some monsters, but to find Shi Sheng's whereabouts. However, after thinking for a long time, Fang Mingwei still expelled this idea.

In the white mist, there are unpredictable dangers. Even for Shi Sheng, you cannot fill your life in it.

With his feet exerted force, Fang Mingwei was about to board the mecha when a warning suddenly appeared in his heart. He immediately let go and rolled sideways, and at the same time he took out an exquisite energy knife.

However, before he could open the energy knife, he felt a slight pain in his neck, and a thin black thread was already tightly wrapped around his neck.

Fang Mingwei's face suddenly turned as if he was ashamed. Although he had been wandering on the vertex of death several times, it was the first time that he had fallen into the hands of others without any ability to resist.

I glanced at the corner of my eyes and was slightly stunned. In front of the white fog in the distance, the figure of the god of death was still standing there. I just looked around me again, and there was another familiar pale face.

What's going on? Are there two death gods?

Fang Mingwei was not convinced. The biggest reason why he was so easily restrained by the God of Death was that he focused most of his energy on monitoring the God of Death in the distance. Therefore, once he was attacked, his reaction would inevitably be slower by half a beat. In the end, he would be wrong and lose all his life.

The God of Death in front of him waved his hand from afar, and the God of Death in front of the white mist flew over immediately.

However, the posture he flew over was very strange, but it was a bit like a matchmaker, a little stiff.

With a light sound, the god of death fell in front of Fang Mingwei. After a closer look, Fang Mingwei's seven orifices were filled with smoke. It turned out that this thing was not a real person, but a vivid model.

He looked up carefully and looked at the expressionless God of Death, Fang Mingwei finally lost and convinced him.

The ability to complete the action of replacing pillars under Fang Mingwei's nose is absolutely extraordinary.

The two of them confronted each other silently, but the host and guest had completely reversed.

"Your Excellency God of Death, you won." Fang Mingwei said cheerfully: "I am willing to go to the Monster Empire with you, and I am willing to provide you with camouflage services for free along the way."

"Don't you think about it? Monster Empire is very dangerous."

Fang Mingwei smiled bitterly, and his neck was held by your weapon. You could be stabbed by you at any time. I'm just thinking about it.

Of course, the Monster Empire is very dangerous, but no matter how dangerous the area is, there is at least a glimmer of hope. But if you don’t agree now, then there will be no glimmer of hope.

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and Fang Mingwei said, "Don't worry, since I agree, I will definitely do it."

Silently, the thin lines on his neck suddenly disappeared. Fang Mingwei shook his neck with lingering fear. He knew that the god of death had indeed had a strong intention to kill. As long as he had any fierce reaction or still refused to enter the Monster Empire, he would take his life mercilessly.

Standing up slowly, Fang Mingwei felt a little hesitant in his heart. Should he regret it immediately?

However, before he could make up his mind, he saw the God of Death step forward and pressing himself tightly.

He immediately understood that although the killer had retracted his weapon, he did not relax. At such a close distance, as long as he was willing, he would definitely be able to take his life at any time.

With a wry smile, Fang Mingwei complained: "Your Excellency, although I express my greatest admiration for your skills, your methods seem to be a bit despicable."

The god of death said coldly: "I am an assassin."

Fang Mingwei immediately said something indifferent, yes, discussing this kind of issue with an assassin would not cause trouble for oneself.

Perhaps seeing Fang Mingwei's dissatisfaction, the God of Death suddenly said: "Don't protect against the virus."

Fang Mingwei was slightly surprised and asked, "What?"

The God of Death looked at him with great meaning and said, "You have also used poison to me, so you are not qualified to say to me."

Fang Mingwei's head suddenly felt cold sweat. It turned out that when he was using the small necklace, he knew it and didn't say it.

Alas, this killer is so powerful. When I meet him, I am always restrained and never gained the upper hand.

However, he didn't know that Death God Huocao had tried all his best to deal with him. With their age, Fang Mingwei was proud of this step.

The god of death's gaze floated around Fang Mingwei's body, as if searching for something.

Fang Mingwei was creepy when he saw it and couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency, what are you looking at?"

“I’m thinking about a problem.”

"What?"

"I'm thinking about how you blocked the second attack that I was bound to win, and why this time it was so easy to be restrained by me."

Fang Mingwei felt ache in his heart, and his eyes involuntarily looked towards Bai Wu.

Shi Sheng, where are you!
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