Chapter 847

Ning Shu felt that Mei Ziqing said that the first generation of taskers had the right to live and kill ordinary taskers.

If you are strong, NIMA's abnormal uncle wants to kill her. NIMA will kill him first.

Without power, there is no dignity and the right to speak.

Red. Naked. The naked strong are respected.

After one night's practice, a subtle vitality was cultivated in the Dantian, and the body was much warmer, hands and feet were much warmer and more comfortable.

The wound which was turned over by silk thread was also itchy and red. Ningshu took several anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent fever and inflammation.

Uncle and 795 came downstairs. When Ning Shu saw Uncle, he immediately lowered his head. In his eyes, there were only his long legs and slightly floating coat corners.

Step by step down the stairs, like stepping on her heart, which makes her heart a little unbearable.

She had a fear of the man.

Ning Shu takes a deep breath, recites the heart clearing mantra in her heart, and suppresses the negative emotions in her heart. One day she will become strong, and one day she will revenge and kill him.

Ning Shu was in YY for a while.

"I went, two more people died in the evening, or the Tasker?" 795 shrugged his shoulders. "The task is a dog."

Ning Shu is speechless. If it's not the upgraded amulet, it's just three people.

Especially, it takes a lot of merits to exchange an upgraded amulet.

Ning Shu was so stuffed up that he said tears would come down again.

"Wipe the stool." Uncle Zhao Ningshu waves.

Ning Shu smiled and raised his hand, which was in a mess. "I'm lame."

Lie trough, just wipe her out once, this will let her do things again, do you have any face?

Don't you feel guilty?

795 think about it, use your ass to move on the stool a few times, stand up and say to uncle: "I have wiped it, you sit down."

Uncle glanced at him. He didn't sit in the chair he had sat in. He sat in the chair beside him.

"How did 696 and 6457 die?" 795 asked, a room with the eldest brother. It's very safe. 795 went straight to sleep.

I don't know what happened last night.

Ning Shu took a look at uncle and said, "696 was killed by 6457." To be exact, it was Zhang Jiasen who wanted to kill her. Mei Ziqing was so worried that she was missed.

Ning Shu feels that Mei Ziqing is very anxious. He is probably eager to catch the murderer, finish the task, and become a senior Tasker with merit.

It's easy to make mistakes in a hurry.

795 raised his eyebrows. "Did you kill 6457?"

Ning Shu shakes his head, reaches an indifferent uncle, and says, "is it wiped out?"

795 can't help but take a look at uncle, pull Ning Shu out of the house and ask, "what's going on?"

Ning Shu told 795 the original story.

795 couldn't help shaking his head. "It's time to be wiped out, and don't see what the task is."

"This plane is about to become a super plane. If the law really breaks down, it will be an immeasurable disaster. Hundreds of millions of creatures on this plane will perish directly. The garbage on the plane and the fragments of the law will cause damage to the surrounding planes. The planes are interlinked. Otherwise, why so many passers-by?"

"Everything is task oriented. I hate that 496 bitch so much. I didn't do anything. Gratitude and resentment can be solved after the task is completed." 795 shake your head.

"Especially..." 795 glanced at the room and whispered, "there are the first generation of taskers. They have to clamp. Fart. They are rule makers."

Ning Shu can't help sighing. It's estimated that Zhang Jiasen is a junior task force with too low rank. He doesn't know much about the affairs of the upper class, so he is so impulsive.

I want to get revenge.

795 patted Ning Shu's shoulder, "take your time. It's better if there's no 6457. You don't have to guard against him."

"Thank you." Ning Shu thanks.

"Was the first generation of taskers very powerful, and they didn't use other people's bodies?" Ning Shu asked.

"They just need to suppress the force to the minimum and enter the plane directly." 795 said, "I also want to show up as a handsome man."

Ningshu: →_ →

"my oral ulcer is serious." 795 pouts, "give me some spittle."

Ning Shu turns around and enters the room. Seeing the uncle with long legs up, he Gulu down his saliva. NIMA, the uncle now is so horrible.

In the past, mengmengda could only dissect people with scalpels, and could not wipe the school doctors who killed people with guns.

"Dong Dong Dong......" A rush of footsteps stepped on the stairs, 496 Lu Shanshan said to uncle: "two girls died."

Uncle stood up and went upstairs with long legs.

Ning Shu also hurriedly followed up. When she entered the room, she saw two girls with their backs to be tied up and put into the back of their heads by a wooden stick with the shape of a shuttle.The two men's heads are like a chain of sugar gourds. They are pierced by sticks in their mouths. Their mouths are opened to the maximum and their eyes are protruding.

On the sharp sticks at both ends were blood and brains.

Ning Shu's pupils shrink. It's cruel. Why do you want to kill people like this.

Ning Shu shuddered. What's the deep hatred to kill people in this way when they are pursuing the pleasure of killing? Uncle Ning Shuai looked at the situation of the four bodies with a cold face and gloves. He looked at the other two girls holding the quilt and sleeping in the corner of the Kang and asked, "what happened last night?"

The two girls had been scared into a trance. Hearing the uncle's voice, they had a convulsion and said in horror, "no, no, I don't know. I don't know anything."

A girl holding her head and red eyes cried nervously, "we will die, we will all die..."

"Cluck, cluck..." As she cried, there was a nervous smile on her face.

I'm scared out of my mind.

"Poo Tong..." Once, fan junyang, the president of the club, knelt on the ground. He looked hasty and desperate. He tried to knock his head on the floor. His blood was dripping.

"How could it be like this, how could it be like this..." Fan junyang muttered to himself, "how could such a thing happen?"

Uncle tightly pursed his lips and said coldly, "get the body down."

Ning Shu looks at the scene. Is it the people in the room or the people coming in from outside?

Uncle raised his feet and walked on the Kang. He knocked on the wall and Kang with his hands to see if there was any tunnel or something.

There was no movement when he died.

Every time when she died, she was silent. People would struggle and shout when they felt the pain, but she was awake all night and didn't hear anything.

It's made by people. It's bound to leave traces.

People are killed when they are unconscious, or without pain.

Is it traditional Chinese medicine, or was it injected with anesthetics?