Xiao Zhang, who was worried, did not lose his talk with the two women. Instead, he made the two women laugh frequently. In addition, some half-yellow and half-funny jokes made the two women scold him for being bad, but they were still getting closer and closer to him. According to this situation, as long as Xiao Zhang worked harder, the two girls would probably be "drunk" tonight and asked him to take him to the hotel.

But at this time, Xiao Zhang glanced at the entire dance party with some annoyance. He was looking for that person. With the help of the mask, Xiao Zhang's collection and sorting of information have increased a lot. For example, the two women around him. According to Xiao Zhang's observation, they can easily infer from their clothes and cosmetics, various movements and expressions. He can easily infer that the two women should be working as clerks in a small company and their living conditions are not good. This time, they came to this party, and they also had more ideas about Diao Kaizi.

So as long as I talk about something high-end now, show my state from the side, misleading the two of them to think that they are doing well, it will be fine if they both go to bed together tonight. If I were still in the same state as before, I would probably do that immediately, but now it is different.

This mask of unknown origin is likely to bring some danger. If the murderer left a mask mark, then that guy might have mastered another mask. The first tragedy in the alley was about the same time as when he obtained the mask. That guy could easily kill those gangsters in a few seconds. If the owner of the mask had not had a strong fighting level, the mask still had some abilities, or there were levels between the masks.

Not far from the city, Fu Bin once again killed a school bully and began to scribble on the wall with blood. The shadow assassin appeared beside him and said coldly: "You are too easy to expose yourself, and your identity is easily detected."

"They can't find it." Fu Bin had a sick smile on his face, drew the last mask symbol, turned around and looked at the shadow assassin, but said something irrelevant: "Just a while ago, I felt that my mind had become much clearer, but my brain has not evolved, so it has something to do with the face?"

The shadow assassin nodded and said, "The seven masks are connected to each other. If people are regarded as computers, then wearing masks is equivalent to computers being connected together, and your wisdom is superimposed. The host of another mask was just now wearing a mask."

"So what about the allocation of computing resources? Will I slow down my thinking speed because other masked hosts think desperately?" Fu Binruo asked interestedly. In just a few days, he had completely become another person, and he was no longer the cowardly high school student before.

"No, I just liken people to computers, but in fact the two are not the same, and the amount of wisdom and calculation is completely different. Just like there are four people wearing masks now. Due to factors such as conversion, the intelligence is actually about three people, so each host will have the wisdom of three people."

"In other words, when the owners of the seven masks are put on, I have the wisdom of these seven people, and the same is true for the other seven people, right?" Fu Bin nodded and quickly moved the position.

"You said before that I would expose my identity because I would label me with relevant tags when I killed someone. The police would easily find me based on these tags." Fu Bin smiled coldly: "Then Isn't it better to expand their search targets. I will be the God of Justice in this world, clean up the garbage, but there are more than one or two types of garbage."

"It's like that kind of garbage!" Fu Bin looked at the street ahead, a woman was waiting, dressed up in gorgeous and sexy, waiting for people who didn't know the height, shortness, fatness and thinness to take her away.

Fu Bin looked at the blind spot of the surveillance camera and saw no one paying attention, so he whistled to the street girl in the distance. After the street girl looked over, he raised his hand and waved. Not long after, Fu Bin stuck blood and wrote on the wall that someone must die, and drew the mask mark.

"Look, is there another label on me like this? I have a hater of prostitutes, but in fact I have no connection with them. With this label, the police can only expand the search for people." Fu Bin said to the shadow assassin on the side, walking towards a cheap rental apartment, the address he got after interrogating the victim.

"According to the confession of the garbage just now, there is a lot of garbage in this apartment. The garbage is often called by corrupt officials or rich second-generations to party. Then we follow this route to clean up more garbage, so there are more people with these labels. I want to find me, haha." Fu Bin curled his lips coldly.

The woman dressed herself up like a girl. She walked to the hotel door and put on the mask. In an instant, she felt her difference. But before she could come back to her senses, she saw a man wearing a mask leaving the woman beside her and walking towards her.

"It's him!" The woman was stunned. Even the other party's mask was similar to hers. She just stared at the man blankly. Although the other party was wearing a mask, she still recognized him at a glance. Xiao Zhang, who was as arrogant as his name, kept teasing him, just trying to attract his own attention.

But the man stopped not far from her, but never approached him again. The man turned around and left, as if he had escaped from garbage. The woman wearing a mask also reacted, Xiao Zhang was wearing a mask.

The woman looked down at herself. Although she deliberately dressed up like a girl, the flaws she exposed still showed too many flaws. The loose legs and the slightest different smell of cigarettes on her body also had many flaws that ordinary people might not be able to discover, but Xiao Zhang could definitely find out with a mask, and found that he was dirty.

She forced herself to not let her cry, and the woman turned around and left. She had seen him, and there was no need to continue staying there. The man was living a good life and she had no regrets anymore, but why did she want to cry so much?

The woman called a taxi, and now she just wanted to go back to her apartment and cried. She took off her mask. If her head was not so clear, would it be better? So she did not notice the strange atmosphere of the rental apartment. She walked into the apartment that had turned into a Shura field like a delicious lamb...

Xiao Zhang walked into the toilet, took off his mask, threw a handful of water on his face, slapped himself in the face a few times, forcing himself to calm down, looking at himself who was cowardly in the mirror, Xiao Zhang put on the mask with his hands and feet, and the little bits and pieces between them flashed through his mind, but in the end, it was a memory that fell into the aftermath of college. At that time, it was Xiao Zhang's most poor time. The woman asked him to borrow money. After learning that he had no money, she hung up the phone and made him blame himself secretly.

"She... maybe there are difficulties!" Xiao Zhang comforted himself. Thinking of this, Xiao Zhang forced himself to let go of his thoughts about that woman, walked out of the toilet, and picked up the wine that had walked through the waiter's hand plate: "Let me get drunk once!"
Chapter completed!