Unlucky black cat

Chapter 222 The Eight-Armed Boy

You said you wouldn't kill anyone this time!

In an alley outside the city.

With his feet on the ground, Wei San suddenly pushed Sanqianqian to the wall.

Oh, calm down, calm down.

Sanqianxin raised his hands innocently, his collar was twisted and deformed by Wei San, but this man remained calm and calm.

Did I kill someone? Didn't that black cat save everyone?

Then what if it can't save people?

Wei San asked angrily.

You don't care about the lives of ordinary people at all!

Yes, I don't care, but the world is so cruel.

As he said this, the smile on Sanqianqian's face faded a bit.

Just like you, the spiritual director, will sacrifice a few for the sake of the many. You don't understand the truth of this world at all, and you don't know what kind of things are hanging over all of our heads. thing.

At this point, the young man had already held the man's arm with his hand.

As the power gradually became unbalanced, Wei San finally reluctantly let go of Sanqianyuan's neck.

No one cares about the lives of others, and selfish nature cannot be avoided. You have to remember that real rights cannot be given and can only be fought for by people themselves. We must let the weak awaken, and the process of awakening will inevitably not Maybe soft-spoken.”

cough!

He knelt down weakly on the ground, and the man covered his throat with his hands.

Just now, the young man's burst of power almost caused him to lose his breath.

I hope you won't be so impulsive next time.

He raised his hand to straighten his collar indifferently, and spoke with the same grace as Sanqian Yu.

Let's go, we should go back. If there is a chance in the future, I will take you to see that door.

Hoo...

The hoarse voice squeezed out of his chest, and Wei San straightened up with difficulty.

The spell you used just now was Manyang's Smoke-Spitting Widowman?

That's right.

Sanqianyuan shrugged his shoulders calmly.

Didn't that thing be handed over to the Bureau of Curses for temporary containment?

Wei San walked unsteadily, holding on to the wall.

I asked someone to take it out again.

Sanqianyuan stated nonchalantly.

It's like taking something from a spiritual tube.

For him, it is not a link worthy of attention at all.

...

Wei San was silent for a moment.

a long time.

But he set off again and followed the young man's back.

He cannot return to the spiritual tube for the time being.

But he still is.

You can cooperate with the spirit tube department to encircle and suppress three thousand resentments.

By then.

Criminals and traitors, no one can escape.

…

The banned live broadcast room, why is it not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

Time and time again, it's about who is blocking us.

“The arrival of the self-media era means the collapse of information barriers!”

Superpowers, monsters, aliens, people need to know the truth!

Is our society safe? Are legends really just legends?

The cat-eared boy with eight arms, I would like to call him an eight-armed boy!

It's decided, this time's cos exhibition will feature the replica makeup of an eight-armed boy!

Why we admire femininity and enchantment? On the aesthetic distortion in contemporary society.

True, false, good and evil, as ordinary people, how should we coexist with the extraordinary?

…

late at night.

In the not-so-big hotel room, she looked at the posts displayed by Xing Tai in front of her.

Jiang Sheng only felt pain in his forehead.

Yes, even him didn't think of it.

The process of fighting between himself and Three Thousand Resentments was actually filmed by a bystander.

It was even posted online.

Although that live broadcast has been completely banned.

But at this moment, there are still many screen recordings and screenshots still circulating.

Under the hype of various self-media people.

These novel topics have reached an unstoppable level of popularity in just half a day.

I felt that there was someone next to me at that time, and even asked Raincoat to cast a little magic on the other person.

But who knew he was actually broadcasting live!

He held his forehead depressedly and complained from the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Sheng sighed helplessly.

Have to admit.

When faced with three thousand resentments, it really didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

Is this all?

With the last bit of luck in mind.

Jiang Sheng only hoped.

I can still go out as usual in the future.

No.

Xing Tai didn't mind watching the excitement and spread her hands.

In fact, these are only part of it, and the official has even deleted part of it. However, the enthusiasm of netizens still greatly exceeded expectations.

Damn it, don't they all have to go to work?

Jiang Sheng flipped through his phone incomprehensibly.

Facts have proved that the appearance of it when it turned into a human has been recorded 360 degrees without blind spots.

You should turn into a cat when you go out from now on.

Xing Tai reminded her kindly.

Just don't tie the scarf around your neck.

As for Xing Tai herself.

She is not the protagonist of the topic, and she does not have any conspicuous features, so she does not need to worry about being bumped into.

Well, that's all we can do first.

Jiang Sheng nodded weakly.

Oh, eight-armed boy.

next moment.

The cat demon laughed at himself in amusement at a certain title on his phone.

That's a really ugly nickname.

I think it's pretty good.

Blinking her eyes with a smile, Xing Tai affirmed jokingly.

It fits your image very well.

Jiang Sheng slowly shook his head in response.

Because those images do not belong to it.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Sheng's cell phone suddenly rang.

Black Cat's expression changed again and again.

It wasn't until the end that he lowered his head and answered the phone.

Why is it so cautious?

That's because the only people who know this number are Yang Momo and Bai Guanji, who are already dead.

Probably only Zhuang Yuan and Li Guoguang, the director of the Spirit Management Department.

Hello.

The cat demon's tone was very calm.

With some subtle vigilance.

Hey, Jiang Sheng.

An old and deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

I am Li Guoguang.

I know it is you.

Ha, let the old man stop talking nonsense. Three Thousand Resentments is in Chongming City, right? How come Wei San is with him? Also, are you willing to assist the Spiritual Management Department in its operations?

How many people are you going to send?

Jiang Sheng stared at the wall indifferently.

Besides, I don't want a traitor.