In the dim basement, there were several dull sounds, and the floor trembled slightly.

After a moment, a figure slowly straightened his back, and the blood light spread on his arms gradually converged. The four blood eyes were so terrifying that they slowly closed one by one.

Qin Nuo gently covered his mouth and nose, looking at Jesse, who was covered in blood in the corner, whose eyelids were hanging down, and his last breath was like a string that would break at any time.

"Don't pretend to be dead. This level of damage will be a beating for you at most."

Qin Nuo kicked it with his feet and said.

Jesse looked at Qin Nuo and was still struggling with the question: "How did you... solve the problem of that white silk female ghost?"

Qin Nuo smiled faintly: "Instead of getting involved in this topic, it's better to think about yourself."

"Thanks to you, I gave me such a good ghost."

Hearing this, Jesse was stunned: "What do you mean is to conquer that white silk...how did it?"

Qin Nuo did not answer, pushed Jesse and changed the topic: "Don't you know what's going on with your other friends?"

Jesse pulled her eyelids and said hoarsely: "I think... they are collecting the bodies of your friends."

"You are wrong. They are just friends, not friends with deep feelings." Qin Nuo said calmly.

Jesse smiled: "It seems you are the same type of person as me..."

Qin Nuo looked calm and continued, "But, it's just a friend, can you help me casually."

Jesse was pulled on her collar, glanced at Qin Nuo sideways, and said, "What can you do?"

“There are too many ways.”

While speaking, Qin Nuo took out the white silk from the toolbar again.

Bai Ling was full of vitality and struggled constantly in Qin Nuo's hands.

But after just struggling for a while, I became quiet.

Obviously, the White Silky Girl has figured it out.

The system toolbar has an absolute imprisonment effect, and it is not long for half a year. It is much better than being imprisoned by those ugly rats.

Qin Nuo felt the white silk in his hand, softened it down, and slowly spoke: "Have you figured it out?"

“Now, help me do the first thing.”

After Qin Nuo whispered a few words, Bai Ling immediately rushed out and disappeared into the darkness.

When Jesse looked at this scene, she naturally understood what was going on. She didn't care about her teammates' life or death. She just stared at Qin Nuo, and the doubts in her heart became deeper.

He didn't understand why the other party took down the ghost from the source in just this short period of time?

At this time, the black fog around it dissipated little by little, and the field of vision gradually became brighter.

Qin Nuo pulled Jesse and walked towards the end of the corridor on one side.

The ghost in his body repaired his injuries. Jesse could resist a little longer now, but he had no intention of this. He knew that any resistance would be futile on this right hand.

"Why not kill me?"

Jesse looked at the bloodstains he dragged out and asked.

"I'll help you answer, keep me and leave it to the central bureau to pry out useful things from my mouth."

Qin Nuo didn't say anything because he really thought so.

"Don't worry, this daydream will be shattered, because the initiative is not on me..." Jesse smiled, and this smile made Qin Nuo frown slightly.

...

At the same time.

A dull sound came from another dark corner.

Then, a figure walked out of the darkness.

With a blond hair of 300% and a rebellious and handsome mask, he naturally changed his appearance. The crutches in his hand turned into sharp and exquisitely crafted Tang swords.

But at this moment, half of the face was covered with blood, and the blood stimulated the right eye, wiped it away with your hands, and then flowed down from your forehead.

"Tsk..."

Brother Yu's expression was a little bored, and the corpse spots climbed the skin, covering the area became larger and larger.

He looked at the watch and murmured: "There are about three minutes left."

The ghost in his body is a relatively special ghost. Every time he is woken up, his time rings can be reversed, and he returns to the best time period to gain powerful ghost power.

But every time he wakes up and the contractor falls asleep, his age will regress and his limited lifespan will be shortened again.

After spending so long with the contract ghost, he probably found out the fatal sequelae.

Wake up the contract ghost in the body once, sleep in the first ten minutes, and your lifespan will be doubled.

But once ten minutes pass, the life expectancy price will increase exponentially.

He once fell into a hard battle. In order to get out of the predicament, he relied on the ghost in his body to fight for more than an hour, but he paid the price of a full year and a half years of life!

Of course, if I didn't do this, I'm afraid I'll explain it there.

Two years ago, before he contracted with the ghost, his age was less than forty, but now because of the sequelae brought by the contract ghost, his age has reached seventy early.

The original contract took away his thirty years.

Moreover, the cost of this contract is still increasing!

A contract with a ghost is mostly a regret, it is tantamount to a contract with a demon, but at that time he was dying, what else could he do besides a contract?

He is already in his 80s and he doesn't think so much about it.

Now the world has completely changed, security is no longer guaranteed, and deaths abstinence occur every day, and being covered up as accidental deaths, but too many people are still in the dark.

In his opinion, he is like suffering from a terminal illness. Since he is a terminal illness, why not enjoy it and do what he wants to do in the last limited time?

He walked into the darkness.

In the corner, Mihawk's face twitched, his face full of signs of decay.

The injuries on his body were much worse than those on Brother Yu.

The body was full of dense, full of terrifying knife wounds, flesh-cutting, bloody and even terrifying style.

He got up and rushed out like a train the next second.

Brother Yu was swept out instantly and crashed through several walls in succession.

The steel bars and cement fell all over the ground, and Brother Yu was stared at the deepest part of the wall, and dense cracks spread.

Mihawk's whole body was filled with a scorching scarlet ghost spirit, and one hand pierced Brother Yu's abdomen, sinking deep into it, and blood dripped down his wrists to the floor.

Brother Yu's face was filled with pain, and his hands suddenly grabbed Mihawk's hand.

The next second, Mihawk's hand was crushed, his flesh and blood shattered, and his blood vessels burst.

Mihawk's mouth twitched, and Brother Yu hit the former's face with an elbow, slamming him hard on the ground.

Before he could get up, Brother Yu stomped down hard and smashed the floor directly through.

A large amount of smoke and dust rose up. Brother Yu came over and grabbed Mihawk with one hand. The flesh and blood pierced in his abdomen were kneaded like cotton to recover.

Mihawk was already exhausted, but Brother Yu was still not tired at all, and he was even more braver as he fought.

After all, this is the ghost power exchanged for burning life.

"Your strength... is not just the strength of Group A at all."

Mihawk spoke. He had fought with a member of the S group of the Central Sister in an overseas mission, but he did not have such great pressure.

Brother Yu looked indifferent: "It's just that I don't want to join the S group. After entering, there are too many trivial matters, and I don't want to die so quickly..."

"I see."

Mihawk gave up on resistance and hoped to get some fun.

Brother Yu didn’t have this plan. He had too much important information on such a person, so he naturally had to keep it.

"Didi..."

It was also at this time that the time for the watch was up.

Brother Yu listened to the sound, put away the corpse spots and ghost energy on his body, and let the ghost in his body sleep back.

The skin on my body has dense wrinkles, my face turns back to aging, my blonde becomes pale, and I fall a lot of it off. My straight back is hunched down a little bit.

Brother Yu coughed twice and held his back with both hands.

It looks a little older.

Mihawk fell to the ground, and when he saw Brother Yu’s changes, he probably understood something.

"Because of the ghost in your body... should you say that you are lucky or unfortunate if you contract such a ghost?"

Brother Yu picked up the shirt on the ground, tied it back, looked at Mihawk on the ground, and slowly spoke: "In my opinion, I'm lucky."

"At least, it made my mediocre life much more interesting."
To be continued...