People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 39 Non-mainstream

Guan Cai subconsciously uncovered a piece of clean and tidy human skin spread on the frame, which can reveal a transparent texture under the light of the mobile phone.

The more Guan Cai looked at it, the more frightened she became. She was amazed at the superb skill of the skinner.

There was no trace of blood left on the peeled off human skin, and there was no trace of resentment attached to it. It was as clean as a delicate work of art.

"Uncle Chen, come and see!"

Guan Cai seemed to have discovered some clues, holding up the human skin in her hand to call Chen Jin.

Chen Jin heard the sound and got closer, but found that Guan Cai's expression was very serious.

"This human skin seems to belong to Mr. Mo Pingping."

"Although there are no eyes and the outline of the overall face shape, the eyebrow shape and facial details on this human skin are exactly the same as the Mr. Mo Pingping I saw that day!"

Chen Jin frowned and looked at Guan Cai.

This means that the last time Guan Cai came, the "Mo Pingping" he faced was probably already a dead person!
After realizing this, Guan Cai and Chen Jin started sorting out the human skin on the ground with their mobile phones.

After comparing it with the gallery personnel information on the mobile phone, it was found that all the human skins on the ground came from the teachers and students of the gallery.

Even the owner of the art gallery, Mr. Mo Jingchun, was included and turned into a shriveled and wrinkled human skin!

After discovering this situation, Chen Jin began to fiddle with the mobile phone constantly, contacting the members of the polling bureau to obtain relevant weird information.

Soon, a corresponding piece of strange information was sent from the polling bureau headquarters.

Chen Jin called Guan Cai and clicked on the strange information on his phone.

According to the big data analysis of the on-site situation, the weirdness that fits the description is as follows. 【a-020: Painted Skin】

[Strange feature: Painted skin is a strange thing that has existed for a long time, and there are related records 3000 years ago. 】

[It is cautious by nature, and will quickly flee once it detects abnormalities and dangers, making it extremely difficult to hunt down. 】

[Painted skin has no fixed shape, and what is displayed in front of ordinary people is usually the peeled skin of others. 】

[The only feature that would be inconsistent with the original owner of the human skin is the charming aura that the painted skin cannot conceal. 】

[The human skin used by Huapi has the effect of covering the breath. 】

[The way to enhance the strange power is to obtain the skin of a powerful being. 】

[Strength evaluation: meme level. 】

After watching Guan Cai who sent back the information, she subconsciously glanced at the human skins on the ground.

Is this painting skin?
What I encountered at that time was the weirdness that Song Ge told himself to burn down? !
Guan Cai's expression was a little annoyed, she didn't expect that she would let go of the painting skin that Brother Song was thinking about.

Let a cruel pervert slip through his fingers.

"So it's this thing..."

Chen Jin on the side muttered to himself, then shook his head helplessly.

According to the intelligence of the polling bureau, it is very difficult to capture or eliminate Huapi.

The people searched in the bamboo forest for a long time, but there was no other gain.

Except for these few human skins, the entire bamboo forest was normal and harmonious.Seeing that there was no chance to capture Hua Pi, Chen Jin sighed helplessly and said to Guan Cai.

"It seems that this painting-skinned trickster is really cautious. Before we could react, he had already escaped."

"I have reported it to the headquarters, but I guess there is no good way to deal with it. At most, I can send a notice as a warning."

Chen Jin shook his head as he spoke, feeling a little sad.

Some weirdness is like this, which is beyond the scope of the polling bureau's control.

In fact, this is the normal state of the work of the polling bureau. A situation like Song Zhong's situation of suppressing everything as soon as he appears is simply a rare occurrence in a century.

After a while, Chen Jin regained his energy and said to Guan Cai.

"Come on, Guan Cai, gather up these human skins."

"According to the headquarters, these things are good things. They can cover up the smell of resentment and have miraculous effects in some cases."

"Oh, okay."

Guan Cai hesitated for a moment, and said to Chen Jin.

"That... Uncle Chen, I want a few of these painted skins."

Without even raising his head, Chen Jin asked without thinking, which made Guan Cai stunned for a moment.

"Is Boss Song useful?"

"Huh? Um... yes."

Chen Jin waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

The old man knew that Guan Cai had a lot of secrets, especially the secrets related to Song Zhong.

But he never asked, because if he knew something clearly, he had to write it on paper and hand it over to the headquarters.

And once the headquarters of the polling bureau knows about some things, it cannot turn a blind eye to it.At that time, Guan Cai's situation will definitely not be as free as it is now.

"Take less, save a few pieces of human skin for me to file."

Chen Jin gave Guan Cai a word, pretended to yawn, and patted Wang Chen on the shoulder.

"Come on, Mu Mu, get in the car, I'm sleepy."

Guan Cai was left alone in the bamboo forest, cleaning up the paint on the canvas.

Guan Cai hesitated for a moment.

She wasn't sure whether these human skins would be of any use to Song Zhong, nor did she know what style he wanted.

He simply picked four painted skins of men, women and children and put them away, then folded the others together and carried them out.

With Guan Cai's departure, the bamboo forest returned to Wan Lai's silence.

"Clap."

Suddenly, a bamboo in the bamboo forest broke through the outer layer of green bamboo skin.

A trace of blood seeped out from inside, as well as lumps of tumbling and squirming flesh.

……

After returning to the polling bureau, Guan Cai quickly put the human skin into the file.

Then he found a gap and ran out of the gate of the polling bureau with four human skins of different sizes in his arms.

Finding a place to draw a white circle, Guan Cai lit the money in his hand.

Then, looking at the four exquisite characters in his hand that were like works of art, he murmured.

"Brother Song, I found the painted skin you wanted!" In the strange world.

Song Zhong, in a black suit, was leading the bald-headed Biao and his younger brothers, standing downstairs of the headquarters building of the Pond Group.

Song Zhong's idea is very simple.

Land grabbing, gang fights.

If you want to rob, you have to steal the house opposite!
Otherwise, it would be troublesome and not very effective to run from small bases one by one.

As the battle between Song Mo and his younger brothers started, the thugs of the Pond Group also rushed out of the group building upon hearing the news.

However, looking at the leading thugs, Song Mo suddenly lost interest.

It's not interesting, all the people here are small fish and shrimps.

He didn't even need to take action, Hotpot could do it for them.

When Song Zhong felt bored, the thugs from the Pang Group opposite him didn't think so.

Especially the leading thug who looked like a thin, sick and consumptive ghost, pointing at Song Zhong with his stick in his hand arrogantly.

"You are the Tiandi Group?"

"Based on your few cloves of rotten garlic, how dare you come to our group door to call your name?"

"Hey, especially you, the gay one in gay with an iron stick. What? It's awesome if you're big? Believe it or not!"

Song Mo looked at the consumptive man pointing at him in surprise, looked left and right, only to find that he was the only one holding a small iron stick in his hand.

In the eyes of the bald man with a suppressed smile, Song Mo became angry for no reason.

td How do I look gay?

What a hanging iron stick, this is the whip of the gods!

Hit God... an iron whip!
Just when Song Zhong sneered and was about to attack, he suddenly felt a familiar drowsiness.Fuck?
Why is the sponsor’s father calling me at this time?

Make a date!The gangs are negotiating! !

Before Song Mo could do more, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground in full view.

Bald Biao was shocked when he saw this. The boss was very familiar with this job!

Every time the boss opens his eyes, he can spend a little time to live.

Immediately, the bald-headed Biao waved and shouted at the younger brother behind him.

"All of them! Back ten steps!"

"The boss is about to go crazy and hold back his big move!"

As soon as he finished shouting, the bald-headed Biao took the lead to take twenty steps back, hiding in the back and watching the sleeping Song Zhong from a distance.

The thugs of the Pond Group standing opposite looked at each other in blank dismay.

How come the leader on the opposite side fell first before we started fighting? !
Touch porcelain?
The atmosphere in the originally tense underworld fighting scene suddenly became strange.

The root cause of all this was Song Zhong lying quietly in the middle.

At this time, Song Zhong didn't know what happened after he fell asleep, and he didn't care.

Because as soon as he entered the dreamland, he fixed his eyes on the thing to be burned in Guan Cai's hand.

Human skin?No way……

Could it be Chen Pingping that I have been thinking about? !

I finally have a chance to return to reality!When Song Mo looked at the human skins with great interest, Guan Cai's words poured cold water on him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Song, I met Huapigui, but I didn't recognize him for a while, so I accidentally let him go."

"But this is the human skin that the painted skin used weirdly. It is said that it has the effect of covering the breath."

"I don't know if this is what you want, I'll burn it for you first."

Following Guan Cai's thoughts, Song Zhong felt a little uneasy.

It's just that the human skin used by Chen Pingping, I don't know if it can cover the aura of the big bosses on her body.

Just as Song Zhong was thinking about it, his consciousness returned to the strange world again, and several human skins suddenly appeared in his hands.

Ignoring the stunned stares of others, Song Zhong couldn't wait to try on the human skin burned off by Guan Cai.

The battle with the Pang Group had long been forgotten by Song Zhong.

What site is not important!
I want to go back to the real world to find the sponsor father!
Just like wearing a doll costume, Song Mo put on the human skin on his body.

After looking around, Song finally showed a satisfied look.

"It fits pretty well..."

"Wait...how come there are two pieces of skin on the chest?!"

"Is this a woman's skin?"

The corner of Song Zhong's mouth twitched, and then he flipped over the human skin in his hand.

In addition to the woman's skin he was wearing, there was also an old man's skin, a man's skin...

Why are there still children? !
Chen Pingping, you are a little bit shy!

Song Zhong frowned, with a murderous intent in his eyes.If there is a chance, I will send Chen Pingping to die with my own hands.

Perhaps because he was disturbed by Chen Pingping's murderous style, Song Zhong just tried it briefly and took off the human skin.

Now the barrier between the weird world and the real world has not been loosened. Only when the weird invades reality next time can Song finally return.

Song finally packed up the four human skins, looked up and looked around, and found that both his employees and the thugs from the Pon's Group opposite were looking at him with strange eyes.

Especially the thugs of the Pond Group on the opposite side, they were all stunned.

Good guy, I've seen everything before the fight, but it's the first time I've seen the one in women's clothing before the fight.

Is the guy on the opposite side trying to make the beauty trick fail? !

After being stunned for a while, the leading tuberculosis ghost swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and raised his knife to point at Song Zhong.

"Don't...don't do those things that are there but are not!"

"My nickname is Liu Xiahui, Huaixi Road, I won't let you do that!"

"But I see that you are so sincere, it's not impossible to talk about business matters, this, this... we have to talk about it at the dinner table!"

Song Zhong sneered as he looked at the consumptive ghost in front of him who suddenly became shy. The whip in his hand changed from an iron stick to a long whip at some point.

Talk about business?Talk at the dinner table?
You really treat me as a traitor, don’t you?

court death!

Before the lewd tuberculosis ghost could finish his chanting, Song Zhong blew his head off with a whip!

Under this whip, the sick and tuberculosis ghosts were completely wiped out, and there was no resentment left!
Flicking the white paste on the whip, Song Mo showed a dangerous smile in the watchful eyes of the thugs of the Pond Group.

"Bald Biao! Chop them up for me!" Bald Biao is the leader of the Black Society.

For the Black Society, killing people is a very neat job.

For Bald Biao, the only troublesome thing about beheading people is that they need to change clothes after beheading them.

Under the headquarters building of Pond's Group, a bloody bald man scratched his big bald head with a big grin.

Behind him is a messy Pond Group thug.

After wiping the blood off his face, Bald Biao asked Song Mo.

"Now that we've got the boss, what's next?"

Song Mo, who was sitting by the side in a daze, rolled his eyes helplessly when he heard Bald Biao's words.

"Have you never robbed or robbed anyone? Clean up this whole building."

"In an hour, I want to see everyone standing in this building and call me boss!"

The bald Biao happily took the order and left, leaving only Song Zhong sitting leisurely at the door.

Listening to the howling of ghosts and wolves in the building, and the turbulent waves of resentment, Song Mo couldn't help but lament that it was a wonderful afternoon.

While Song Mo was waiting for the bald-headed Biao to smash and loot, he suddenly felt a majestic and violent resentment emanating from the building of the Pond Group.

A large number of bald boys who had swarmed into the building before were thrown out in an explosion of resentment!
Like dumplings, they were thrown at Song Zhong's feet one by one.

At the same time, before Song Zhong could react, a sharp gaze locked him tightly.

Song Zhong followed that gaze.

A giant man three meters tall wearing a vest walked out of the Pon's Group building.

The man was covered in bronze, with a bald head in one hand and a huge gleaming ax in the other.

The most peculiar thing was that the giant man wore a shining nose ring on his nose.Ah!Non-mainstream!
Song Zhong looked the giant man up and down in confusion. The giant man also felt Song Zhong's gaze, casually shook the bald Biao who was like a rag bag in his hand, and asked in an angry voice.

(End of this chapter)