I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 28 I am the leader of "Tomorrow"
After throwing Ji Qianqin to the ceiling and then smashing it down again, the monster grabbed Ji Qianqin's face with one hand.

It hunched its back, and its tongue leaked a little saliva, sticking to Ji Qianqin's side face, making people feel slippery and disgusting.

At this time, Ji Qianqin felt like her body was like a rag doll, every cell in her body seemed to be suffering severe pain, and several bones seemed to be broken.

Hiss, it hurts...

Those guys from "Morrow" are not lying, are they?That's right, I'm so stupid to listen to the barrage to watch other people's live broadcasts.

Her body swayed weakly in mid-air, and Ji Qianqin's thoughts were as hazy as if she was drunk: "After all, I'm a professional anchor. Isn't watching other people's live broadcast rooms just like rounds? Anyway, after the rounds, my performance is not good. It's so bad, doesn't it mean that my status as an 'anchor' is completely disqualified?"

Forget it, in the end, even the makeup was spent, showing such an ugly look in the live broadcast, the embarrassment of embarrassment...

You're so stupid, you've just started to get started, and you just hang up like this.Ugly and stupid, if a friend sees him, he will cry and laugh at the funeral.

Ah, I have a headache...

In just a short moment, Ji Qianqin thought of many things.

Then soon, a deep voice came from her ear: "You."

"Tell me," the monster looked like it was going to eat her head, but it was just whispering something in her ear, "How do you know that I'm hallucinating?"

Is it really an illusion?

No, no, I must have hit it before, and the pain now is real.

That is, did this guy go from hallucinatory to real?

Tsk, if I had done it earlier, would I have been able to expose this guy's cover?

Looking at Ji Qianqin whose hands were drooping weakly, he couldn't help but frown.

"This guy knows that I am an illusion, which is very wrong, because I have never revealed my ability to anyone," it thought in its heart, "and even if it knows, it even has cracks on the illusion objects I created all know……"

If you know that you are hallucinating, you can still use "amazing powers of observation" to explain it, then it is really confusing to be able to say "there is a crack in the hallucination".

Although he used the illusion to create two students, he always kept these people behind his back when he dismembered the "students".In other words, it is impossible for them to see the specific process of their own dismemberment, let alone see what is wrong.

And the hallucinations I created before are all in the dark night, it is impossible to expose it...

Obviously it should be like this, but this guy actually revealed his situation directly as if he knew everything.

If it wasn't for absorbing enough "fear" to strengthen it to the next stage, maybe it would really be solved by this guy.

It's an unprecedented dangerous situation.

The guilty face's eyes gradually turned cold.

It looked at Ji Qianqin, considered for a moment, and then continued: "I'll give you one last chance."

"You tell me how you know those things before, and I can let you live," it said, "I mean what I say."

Looking at the guilty face who had already started biting her hair, Ji Qianqin also fell silent.

After a while, she couldn't help laughing.

"Who would negotiate terms with an ugly B like you?"

Ji Qianqin raised her hand with difficulty, and raised two middle fingers towards the sinful face: "It's ugly and disgusting, even if it's placed on the platform, it will at most be criticized by people for being mentally retarded, and the culture of judging ugliness is not desirable. Form your own food chain in public restrooms!"

"You just wait quietly, anyway, you never know who knows your secret well. As long as you exist, you will be troubled by this matter. Because you don't know whether those who know your secret know how to deal with it. your way."

Ji Qianqin laughed, and her middle finger stood upright like a sword: "So you just eat shit, stupid [beep]!"

The guilty face looked at Ji Qianqin silently.

It is not provoked, and people who can manipulate emotions are rarely dominated by emotions.Only by controlling your own emotions can you control the emotions of others.

It's just a pity: "It's a pity, I really planned to let you go..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shook his head.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Ji Qianqin was stunned for a second, "Ah, is it true or not?"

"Really, because I really mean what I say," Guilty said with a serious expression, "This is one of my few strengths."

As soon as this sentence came out, even Ji Qianqin was a little stuck.

She could only bear back the pain in her body, and secretly looked at the sinful face: "Then I will say it right now..."

"Unfortunately, it can't be done," Zui Mian shook his head, "As I said before, I always keep my word. I only give you one chance, and I only give you one chance."

After speaking, its fingers gradually tightened, and its mouth slowly opened.

The bloody mouth opened slowly, and countless teeth were turned outward on the lips, densely arranged like crystal pinballs.In just a few seconds, Sin Mian's head showed a strange exaggeration, and his nostrils even reached the ceiling.

However, just when it was about to completely devour Ji Qianqin.

In the next second, a gentle voice came from outside the operating room: "As I said before, the body of the 'Sinful Face' is not a human being. It is more like an object than a living thing."

"It can grab the fear of human beings and gradually grow, which will make it have a real body. That is to say, if the 'sinful face' at the very beginning is an illusion, then it will become more and more real after that. Until, it becomes real."

At this time, another man's voice came.However, the man's voice was muffled, as if wrapped in something: "Then how should we deal with it, Prophet?"

"There are two ways to deal with it, one is to treat the symptoms, and the other is to treat the root cause," the man called "Prophet" said with a smile, "The symptom is to eliminate its real body, and the root cause is to find its body .”

"Then what we have to do now is to find its body?"

"No, we want to treat both the symptoms and the root causes."

The prophet's tone was soothing and calm, and even sounded a little careless: "We must find its body and solve its current body, so that it can be called healthy."

The voices of these words came closer and closer.

In the next second, the door of the operating room was opened, and these words broke into the entire dilapidated operating room.

Looking at the person standing in the shadows, Zui Mian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Putting down Ji Qianqin in her hand, she stared at the three people in front of her with a sinful face.

Or to be more precise.

From the very beginning, it looked at the smiling young man.

It was a man wearing a thick scarf and carrying a handbag in the summer.

Guilty's eyesight is very good, so it can easily see the paleness around the crevice of the opponent's collar - from its own understanding, this is definitely not the fair complexion of a normal human being.

Very strange.

Sin Mian thought so in his heart.

Not only because of the appearance of the other party, but also because of the expression of the other party who seems to have a well-thought-out plan, and the previous conversation.

In the sight of Zuimian, the man slowly stepped forward and took a few glances at Zuimian, Ji Qianqin and those students.

"So that's it," the man suddenly realized, "I thought it was the second stage, but I didn't expect to have entered the third stage."

"You should have had a good meal, right, 'Sin Face'," the man looked at the monster, "using people's fear as food, reflecting from illusion to the real world, and then strengthening his ability, from 'ordinary' to 'Dangerous'."

Listening to the man's words, the sinful face looked at him silently.

After a while.

It opened slowly: "Who are you? Why do you seem to know me so well?"

The man who was asked this question rubbed his hair in distress: "I always feel that I have been asked this question all the time these two days...

"But forget it, I think you will be asked more and more questions in the future, and now it's just a drill if you say it a few times."

The man tugged on the scarf, smiled and said, "'Sin Face'... no, this is your future name.

"Before the pointer moves, time is flowing backwards. Maybe you should be called 'Zou Ye's Mask', right?"

Zou Ye...

The guilty face pursed his mouth and stared at the man intently.

Under its gaze, the man said calmly and indifferently: "As for me, you can call me, 'Prophet'."

Facing the protruding eyes of the sinful face, the prophet spoke with a smile: "He is the leader of the 'Tomorrow' organization who came here specially to deal with the problem."

(End of this chapter)