The lights in the living room were completely dim, and what spread was scarlet, dilapidated and decayed. A strong smell of blood filled the air, and white bones were everywhere. Shen Zhicheng sat on the table and chairs, trembling all over his body.

He couldn't tell why he felt this way, but at this moment, he felt like a siren was ringing in his heart, warning him that "Zhao Yu" was very dangerous, just as if this man was a monster in human skin, thousands of times more terrifying than the monster in the mirror.

Shen Zhicheng began to regret coming to "Zhao Yu" today. He ate hot pot and chatted about the mountains, but in an instant he felt like he was falling into hell.

The indescribable monster, the mysterious and terrifying master and the strange bodyguard, plus the sudden strange environment, Shen Zhicheng only hopes that he is having a dream and wake up quickly.

Unfortunately, I sat down on the table and chair and felt the real touch, but I told Shen Zhicheng that everything is fucking true.

It's really a real thing. Shen Zhicheng wants to go home, but he doesn't want to make friends anymore.

………

In the quiet living room, the mysterious villa owner "Zhao Yu" stood there, holding a knife calmly and calmly.

The monster with eight arms in the mirror roared and made a harsh sound. Through the mirror, he confronted "Zhao Yu" in the illusory world.

Shen Zhicheng felt like a fool who had accidentally entered the battlefield of two monsters. He couldn't help but look at "James Bond", but saw "James Bond" sitting in place like a piece of wood, as if he was no longer surprised by all this.

Do these two people often encounter this kind of situation?

Shen Zhicheng felt that he seemed to have entered a world he shouldn't have come from, because... a hot pot meal, people really can't be greedy.

And just as Shen Zhicheng jumped out of his mind, accompanied by the roar of the monster with eight arms, the monster's body quickly shrank, and the eight arms were retracted into his body, as if its entire body had turned into liquid and was recombining.

But for a moment, the monster in the mirror gradually began to look like "Zhao Yu". The black wide short-sleeved shorts and the same appearance were, but compared to the fierce "Zhao Yu" himself, it was colder.

At this moment, it looked at "Zhao Yu" and showed a sinister smile.

Even through the mirror, Shen Zhicheng felt that his breathing seemed to be still.

Weird, mixed in the darkness, and the cold breath pierced into the muscle bones along the skin.

Please give me some fun and kill me...Shen Zhicheng felt despair.

"I don't like what you look like now."

The hoarse voice of "Zhao Yu" sounded again, as if communicating with things in the mirror. The trembling ferociousness on him seemed to be getting stronger at this moment.

The monster who turned into "Zhao Yu" seemed to feel the change of this aura, and instantly became anxious. The next moment, he suddenly rushed towards "Zhao Yu" who was in the mirror.

Shen Zhicheng even worried about "Zhao Yu" at that moment that the monster in the mirror did not exist in the real world at all, but could hurt people in the real world. How should he fight back?

And the moment the monster who turned into "Zhao Yu" moved, "Zhao Yu" himself also moved.

A huge sonic boom sounded in the living room instantly. The terrifying speed of the wind even pierced Shen Zhicheng's eyes. Shen Zhicheng, who was protecting his eyes with both hands, heard a very sharp tearing sound in the explosion, and then he screamed hysterically.

Everything seemed to happen in an instant, and then all the sounds came to an abrupt end.

Who's winning?

Shen Zhicheng opened his eyes. From his perspective, two "Zhao Yu" appeared strangely in one picture. One of them was firmly nailed from behind by a blade to the messy table. Blood flowed down Tang Heng's knife, making tragic screams from time to time.

The other one was holding the hilt with a cold expression. He looked down at the other self who was nailed to the table and said coldly:

"If you don't change, you won't die!"

The hoarse voice makes people shudder.

"Zhao Yu" nailed to the table changed again in an instant, quickly regaining the appearance of eight arms, and the blood also turned into a pitch-black color, and it dripped on the table and made a harsh corrosive sound.

The monster screamed, as if he wanted to escape, but it could not escape and could only wail.

Even if Shen Zhicheng couldn't understand what the monster was called, he could still feel that it was fearing and panic, as if he was extremely afraid of the man behind him.

Hell, it would be fine if this strange monster appeared, but now there is another person who is afraid of monsters. Is it still a human being... Shen Zhicheng confirmed at this time that his feelings were correct. The most dangerous person in this living room is always the owner of this villa.

He was just chatting with such a monster, and Shen Zhicheng felt it was exciting to think about it.

"What happened to Mr. Zhao?" Shen Zhicheng said withstood the fear in his heart.

"Just a little accident, people will always experience countless accidents in their lives, right?" Bai Yang smiled and looked at Shen Zhicheng, "I said that I am the one who helps others solve problems. In the process of solving problems, I always cause some trouble for myself, but fortunately I can solve them, such as such small problems."

Bai Yang said as he pulled out the Tang Heng sword that pierced the monster's body, and black blood gushed out, but he looked at it without any gamble and reached out to press it on the monster's neck to lift him up, like carrying a hunting prey.

As Poplar lifted the monster with eight hands, scarlet, decay, and decayed quickly disappeared. The 107 Hebrew chandeliers in the living room began to regain their light again, and the white bones on the ground quickly covered the floor, and even the blood in the hot pot on the table turned back into red oil.

If it weren't for "Zhao Yu" holding the monster in his hand, everything would be like a dream.

This is not a small problem no matter how you look at it. It is a monster in the illusory world in the mirror. Mr. Zhao, don’t you give it some face... Listening to the words of "Zhao Yu", Shen Zhicheng looked at the restored living room and the monster held in his hand by "Zhao Yu", and said in his heart, but he didn’t dare to say it.

People cannot reason with monsters.

Finally, Shen Zhicheng said slowly: "Mr. Zhao...well...be humble."

"It's not humble, sorry, I'll lose my companion." Aries looked up at the roof, then looked at Spielberg again and said, "James, the matter has not been handled yet. I'll go out for a trip. You'll accompany Mr. Shen here, and make sure to make him... feel at home."

"Okay, sir!" Spielberg stood up and nodded.

Everything seemed to be back to a normal dinner party. The host had something to do and had not forgotten to let his subordinates entertain the guests before going out.

But isn't this kind of warm style at all?... Shen Zhicheng really wanted to say: No need to worry, I'm going home now, and I suddenly remembered that there are still some things at home that need to be dealt with.

However, he really didn't have the courage to refuse.

The last guy who was rude to "Mr. Zhao" was even taken in his hands by "Mr. Zhao".

Bai Yang nodded, walked out of the villa with a screaming monster in one hand and Tang Heng's sword in the other.

I don’t know why Shen Zhicheng suddenly felt a little pitiful to the monster that was held in his hand by "Mr. Zhao".

The living room became silent again, leaving only Spielberg and Shen Zhicheng who were playing "James Bond".

"Mr. Chen, do you still want to eat?"

Spielberg's voice pulled Shen Zhicheng's thoughts back.

Looking at the hot pot that Spielberg pointed at, Shen Zhicheng suddenly appeared in his mind for some reason, the head and broken limbs that had previously floated. He shook his head and said:

"If you want to eat, eat some, I...I'm full."

Although she was still hungry, Shen Zhicheng said that he would not eat this hot pot in one bite.

"It's really a pity."

As he said that, Spielberg took the sauce again and ate it casually.

Shen Zhicheng looked at Spielberg, who was feasting without any grudges, and felt that the master and servant in this family became more and more mysterious. How many such things have you experienced to be so dull?

Shen Zhicheng didn't know that Spielberg had only experienced such a strange event for the second time, but in Spielberg's opinion, these things were small things for Mr. Bai. After all, they were a terrifying murderous man who dared to spy on the authority of the gods.

So Spielberg, who is a big nerve, doesn't take things seriously at all.

Shen Zhicheng became a spectator at this time. After watching for a while, Shen Zhicheng asked carefully: "Mr. James, in your eyes, what kind of person is Mr. Zhao...?"

"Sir is the most terrifying person I have ever seen. Even the Twelve Empires are not taken seriously by Mr. Spielberg," said while eating.

It's so arrogant, but......If it's true, this "Mr. Zhao" may really have a shocking background, and it's far more than just a monster... Shen Zhicheng couldn't help but think of this.

Because based on his ability to identify people over the years, this man named "James Bond" is obviously the kind of person whose muscles have grown into his brain, and he doesn't look very smart. Most of the words such people say are the truth, and they are not very good at lying to others.

"Is there any force behind Mr. Zhao?" Shen Zhicheng asked again.

"There is a force that is very important to cover the sky in the Alpha Empire. As for the rest, I don't know much about it. You'd better go out and not talk nonsense, otherwise it would be too simple if the gentleman wants to die alone."

Spielberg was talking about the two bald forces. Although he did not remember the other party’s name, he knew that the other party had considerable energy in the Alpha Empire.

There is really an amazing force behind it...Shen Zhicheng swallowed.

At this moment, the dull sound of something falling to the ground came from outside. Shen Zhicheng looked up and saw that "Zhao Yu" dragged in three "corpses" at the living room door. The "corpse" dragged a long and wide blood stain on the ground. From Shen Zhicheng's perspective, you could vaguely see the broken limbs and the knife edges with a thick white bones exposed.

"Mr. Zhao..."

As soon as Shen Zhicheng spoke, Bai Yang interrupted him. Bai Yang pointed at the body dragged in with a knife and said:

"Mr. Chen will sit for a while, I'll handle these."

No, can you avoid me when you deal with the body?...Shen Zhicheng always felt that he might be silenced today, but facing "Mr. Zhao" who was holding a knife and his blood was not dry, he just smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, OK."

Bai Yang nodded as if he was quite satisfied with Shen Zhicheng's performance. Then he dragged three "corpses" into the basement, leaving another common blood stain.

I don’t know how long it took, but Shen Zhicheng saw "Mr. Zhao" again. At this time, "Mr. Zhao" had already taken a shower and changed into clean clothes again.

Sitting back on the main seat, Bai Yang ordered Spielberg, "Go and wipe off the blood, and then you can clean up the table."

But I haven't eaten well yet... Spielberg complained in his heart, but in the end he didn't say it, and honestly packed up the table.

After Shen Zhicheng watched "James Bond" leave, he couldn't help but feel upset. He knew whether he could walk out of this door tonight or maybe watch his next performance.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, the villain was frightened by you." Bai Yang said kindly and politely.

"No, no, it can be regarded as giving me increased insight."

Shen Zhicheng quickly waved his hand, how dare he blame "Mr. Zhao" for a fierce man who even ghosts seem to be able to kill, not to mention that according to "James Bond", this "Mr. Zhao" still covered the sky with his hands in the Alpha Empire.

There have always been times when big people blame small people, and no small people blame big people.

"It's good that Mr. Chen didn't blame me, but I still want to ask Mr. Chen for something." Bai Yang said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhao, you can say that I will never postpone what I can do."

Shen Zhicheng said with a "righteousness" that it seemed that anyone who didn't let him do this would be irrelevant with him.

Bai Yang heard this and said, "Actually, there is nothing wrong, but the matter tonight is not something that can be seen. Mr. Chen should not tell others."
To be continued...