Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 847 Who Is the Murderer 8

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Only then did Ning Shu feel that Mei Ziqing said that the first-generation taskers had the right to life and death over ordinary taskers.

If she becomes stronger, and Nima's perverted uncle wants to kill her, Nima will overthrow him first and kill him.

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

Naked. Naked. Naked strong respect.

After practicing for a whole night, a subtle qi was cultivated in the dantian, and the body became much warmer, and the hands and feet were warmer and more comfortable.

The wound that was strangled by the thread was also itchy and red, and Ning Shu took some anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent fever and inflammation.

The uncle and 795 came downstairs. When Ning Shu saw the uncle, he quickly lowered his head, only his slender legs and the slightly floating hem of the windbreaker were in his eyes.

Walking down the stairs step by step, like stepping on her heart, made her heart a little unbearable.

She was terrified of this man.

Ning Shu took a deep breath, and silently recited the Purifying Mantra in her heart to suppress the negative emotions in her heart. One day she will become stronger, one day she will take revenge and kill him once.

Ning Shu stayed in YY for a while.

"I'm going, two more people died in one night, or the tasker?" 795 shrugged his shoulders, "This task is really a mess."

Ning Shu was speechless, if it wasn't for the upgraded amulet, three people would have died.

What the hell, it takes a lot of merit to exchange for an upgraded amulet.

Ning Shu was really overwhelmed, tears were about to come down again as she spoke.

"Wipe the stool." The uncle waved at Ning Shu.

Ning Shu smiled, and raised her messy hand, "I'm lame."

Fuck, I just killed her once, and this will make her do things again, do you have any face?

Don't you feel guilty?

795 thought for a while, moved his butt on the stool a few times, stood up and said to the uncle, "I wiped it, you sit down."

The uncle glanced at him, didn't sit in the chair he had sat in before, and sat on the chair next to him.

"How did 696 and 6457 die?" 795 asked, sharing a room with the boss, it was extremely safe, and 795 fell asleep directly.

What happened last night, I don't know anything.

Ning Shu glanced at the uncle, and said, "696 was killed by 6457." To be precise, it was Zhang Jiasen who wanted to kill her, and Mei Ziqing was too anxious, so she was hit by mistake.

Ning Shu felt that Mei Ziqing was very anxious, probably because she was eager to catch the murderer, end this mission, and gain merits to become a high-level mission holder.

It is easy to make mistakes when you are in a hurry.

795 raised his eyebrows, "Then you killed 6457?"

Ning Shu shook his head, glanced at the indifferent uncle, and said, "Was it obliterated?"

795 couldn't help but glanced at the uncle, pulled Ning Shu out of the room, and asked, "What's going on?"

Ning Shu told 795 everything.

795 couldn't help but shook his head, "It should also be obliterated, and I don't even look at what kind of mission this is."

"This plane is about to become a super plane. If the laws really collapse, it will be an immeasurable disaster. Hundreds of millions of creatures on this plane will perish directly. Cause damage to the surrounding planes, the planes are all connected, otherwise why are there so many traversers."

"Everything is focused on the task. I hate that bitch of 496 so much, and I didn't do anything. The grievances can be resolved after completing the task." 795 shook his head, "If the task fails, the souls of the dead 100,000 taskers will not be stable. The collapse of the living plane."

"Especially..." 795 glanced at the room, and whispered: "There are first-generation taskers here, so you have to clamp your ass. They are the ones who set the rules."

Ning Shu couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It is estimated that Zhang Jiasen's level is too low now, he is a junior tasker, and he doesn't know much about the affairs of the upper class, so he is so impulsive.

I want revenge so much.

795 patted Ning Shu on the shoulder, "Take your time, it's fine without 6457, don't be on guard against him."

"Thank you." Ning Shu thanked.

"Is the first-generation tasker very powerful? Doesn't he use other people's bodies?" Ning Shu asked.

"They only need to suppress their strength to the minimum and enter the plane directly." 795 said, "I also want to appear as a handsome deity."

Ning Shu: →_→

"I have severe oral ulcers." 795 pouted, "Give me a little spit."

Ning Shu turned around and entered the room. Seeing the uncle with his long legs crossed, he swallowed with a grunt, "Fuck, the uncle is so scary now."

Where did the cute school doctor who used to only use a scalpel to dissect people but not kill people with a gun go?

"Dong dong dong..." There was a rush of footsteps on the stairs, and 496 Lu Shanshan said to the uncle: "Two girls died."

The uncle stood up and went upstairs with long legs.

Ning Shu also hurriedly followed, and when she entered the room, she saw two girls tied up with their backs facing each other, and a wooden stick shaped like a shuttle was inserted from their mouths to the back of their heads.

The heads of the two were like candied haws on a string, and their heads were pierced by a wooden stick from the mouth, their mouths were opened to the maximum, and their eyes protruded.

wooden stick with sharp ends

There were bloodstains and brains.

Ning Shu's pupils shrank, she was so cruel, why did she kill people like this.

Ning Shu felt shuddering. After all, it is a perverted killer who pursues the pleasure of killing. What kind of deep hatred is there to kill people in such a way?

The uncle had a stern face, with a chill on his body, and checked the condition of his four bodies with gloves on. Looking at the other two girls who were hugging the quilt and nestled in the corner of the kang, he asked, "What happened last night?"

The two girls had been frightened into a trance, and when they heard the uncle's voice, they convulsed and said in horror: "No, no, I don't know, I don't know anything."

A girl hugged her head, her eyes were red, and she cried nervously, "We will die, we will all die..."

"Hehehehe..." As she cried, a nervous smile appeared on her face again.

Was freaked out.

'Plop...' With a sound, Fan Junyang, the president of the association, knelt on the ground, his expression panicked and desperate, and he knocked his head on the floor desperately, dripping with blood.

"How could this happen, how could this happen..." Fan Junyang muttered to himself, "How could such a thing happen?"

The uncle pursed his lips tightly, and said coldly, "Get the corpse down."

Ning Shu checked the scene, did the people in the room commit the crime, or did they come in from outside?

The uncle walked up to the kang, knocked on the wall and the kang with his hands, to see if there were any mechanisms or tunnels.

There was no movement at the time of death.

Every time she died, it was silent. People would struggle and scream when they felt pain, but she was awake all night and didn't hear any sound.

It was made by people, and it will definitely leave traces.

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

Is it a traditional Chinese medicine, or was it injected with an anesthetic?

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