Gunfire, Punk & Necromancers

Chapter 4 Chapter 3 Pink Skull

Seeing Ge Gongdao's back when he was taken away, Zhuang Xuteng couldn't help sighing: That's really a burly guy.

It wasn't so obvious when sitting next to him, but it was especially obvious when PCPD sandwiched him from left to right: the two people together were only slightly wider than him, and on average they were a head shorter.The broad shoulders and thick arms give people a sense of menace, no wonder the thieves here are deterred by him.

The door of the room was closed behind Gegong Road, leaving Zhuang Xuteng and ten other "prisoners" behind, each with their own thoughts.Only four of these people were captured from last night's protest scene, and the others were already here.It's a pity that Zhuang Xuteng didn't know anyone, and he didn't meet any of the workers who survived the chaos.

Several pairs of feet passed by, and some of them belonged to the guy who tried to steal his wallet before, which made Zhuang Xuteng nervous.He held his breath, clenched his fists secretly, ready to protect himself, and at the same time never raised his head, at least he couldn't look directly at them.I heard that these gangsters would take direct eye contact as provocation.

He breathed a sigh of relief as the feet moved away, thinking only of getting out of this dangerous place as quickly as possible.The members of these gangs have a common feature. They have tattoos of black motorcycles on their necks.The more motorcycles tattooed by members of the motorcycle gang, the higher the status of the gang.It is rumored that these people are not only vicious, but also greedy, and they often fight for petty gains, without any sense of proportion.

These people had already set their sights on him before, but they were only temporarily intimidated by the strong Ge Gongdao.At present, Zhuang Xuteng can only rely on himself, the best solution is...

He took out his trousers and jacket pockets and showed them directly: two keys, a synthetic sweetener, and a handkerchief.His trouser pocket was bulging before, and it was this handkerchief that propped it up, not a wallet at all.

"cut……"

There was contempt in the voice, but it also meant that the gangsters of the motorcycle gang had lost interest in Zhuang Xuteng, and he was safe for the time being.Zhuang Xuteng carefully put away the candies and keys, and walked towards the water room next door, clutching the handkerchief.

The detention room is divided into two rooms, large and small. The large room is used to place benches and criminals, and the relatively small room has toilets and sinks.The two rooms are not covered in the outward direction, and the PCPD can see everything through the railing.There is a wall between the two rooms, and going there to wash your face can at least avoid the sight of the Black Bat gangsters.

Zhuang Xuteng needs this relaxation, and he also needs to look at his own situation.

Staggering to the sink, he washed his face, took a few sips of water, and then looked at the aluminum mirror embedded in the wall.Except for some shallow scratches on the face, the person inside is in good condition: the face is rosy and healthy, and the eyes are bright.Zhuang Xuteng frowned, he felt something was wrong.

He knew very well what state he was in last night, it was almost paralyzed and helpless.He once thought that he was doomed, even if he could survive the chaos, it must be a burden on his family, and he might as well die and pull him down.

At that time, his muscles were weak, and he was picked up from the ground by the PCPD, pulled and dragged, thrown into the police car, and thrown into the detention room.After that, his body began to recover miraculously, his hands and feet felt, and his heartbeat became strong again.He struggled to get up from the bench, but before he could sit on it, let alone check himself, he was dragged by the PCPD for interrogation again.

During this period of time, he obviously felt that his body was being continuously repaired by an incredible force.

"Could it be that thing from last night?"

There used to be something like a shadow that got into his body, he thought it was some kind of living shadow, but he wasn't quite sure.On the one hand, because it was very chaotic at that time, the surroundings were crowded, ghost bullets were still flying around his ears, and there was too much noisy information; on the other hand, his body was paralyzed, his limbs were numb, his vision was hazy, and his whole body The mood is also in a state of panic, and he has never seen a living shadow.It is quite normal to misread, hear or remember incorrectly.

"What if my guess is correct?" Zhuang Xuteng looked at himself in the mirror, and thought in his heart: "Except for the shadow, nothing can make me recover so quickly and completely."

Many strong players who use shadow followers can quickly recover from their injuries, and even regrow their limbs, and can survive blowing up half of their heads.Such an effect can only happen through shadows, and it is still something that is beyond the reach of today's medical technology.

Shadows are powerful, mysterious, and ubiquitous at the same time.There are shadows in all electronic equipment, including the toilet in this cell.The fluorescent lights above the head and the monitoring head in the corner are all connected to the core of shadows with wires, and they work in accordance with the commands of the core.

Zhuang Xuteng recalled the basic education given to him by the vocational school: shadow followers are divided into three types, living, dead, and half-dead.The control chips of electrical equipment use dead shadows, live shadows are used in body transplants and enhancements, and half-dead shadows are used in shadow devices such as pistols.

Only living shadows can give people a strong recovery ability, and shadows that can penetrate into the body can only be alive, this is common sense.At the same time, another piece of common sense told him: Without special surgery, living shadows directly entering the body would inevitably lead to immediate death.

So at this point in the analysis, Zhuang Xuteng's common sense had already contradicted himself, and he was even more uncertain.

"By the way, if it's a shadow follower, there should be traces on my body."

Carefully inspecting the body, including the limbs, chest and abdomen, he tried to find the "shadow birthmark".The shadows that enter the body will leave traces as long as they play a role, which will inevitably cause changes in the skin, which are manifested as geometric figures of different colors.The common ones are blood-red hourglass, blue-green eyes with different colors, two rows of teeth biting a purple tongue and so on.They are often located on the limbs, and a few of them occupy the chest and abdomen; most of them appear in a state similar to tattoos, and some of them will show the effect of scar connection.

These birthmarks are not healed by regenerative powers, they only become more pronounced as the shadow is used.It is said that the security captain of the Scarlet Group, the legendary shadow warrior "Badenburg", every inch of his skin is covered by shadow birthmarks, and his original appearance can no longer be seen at all.

After searching on his body, he found no new birthmark, and Zhuang Xuteng thought of another thing.When he couldn't move, the shattered wall skin scratched his cheek. This part of the wound is still there and has not fully recovered.If his paralysis can recover, then this skin trauma should heal sooner.

Is it not possessed by shadows, nor paralyzed?
Just when he had this thought, a cloud of pink mist appeared from behind him, stretching out like a tentacle.The underside of the thing is thinner than a little finger, and the top is about the size of a thumb. It is in a translucent state, and the shadows produced by the uneven surface roughly outline the shape of a skull.

Ugh!what's this!
Zhuang Xuteng took two steps back in fright.He suspected that he was possessed by shadows, and there were many fantasies of "getting rich once", but when he really experienced this strange thing, his heart was full of panic.

What should I do, what should I do?He found that he was not really ready.

Regarding "how to spend money lavishly after becoming rich", he has a whole set... no, he has fantasized about a dozen sets of different plans.But for the first step, that is, how to be rich—or to be more precise—how to deal with Ying Cong, he hadn't thought about it at all.

How to cultivate shadow followers, how to domesticate shadow followers, how to use live shadow followers, schools don't teach, society doesn't teach, Zhuang Xuteng can't!Living shadows have possessed me, and I survived. If something that does not conform to common sense happens, then I can't think about whether it is reasonable, but first think about what to do!
"Calm down, Zhuang Xuteng, you have to calm down." He said to himself in the mirror, and made an earnest reminder: "No matter what, don't lose your shadow, or you will lose everything."

Adjust your breathing, stretch out your trembling hands, and slowly reach out to the pink skull. "Don't be afraid, little guy, I won't hurt you, and don't bite me..."

The shadow follower is not a cat or dog pet, and the pink skull didn't respond to Zhuang Xuteng's words at all.The thing feels cool and slippery, a bit like jelly to the touch.However, this "jelly" is not a real solid substance, and it can be pierced with a little force with a finger-but it will not be damaged by it.

Seeing the restoration of the pink skeleton, Zhuang Xuteng let out a long sigh of relief—he was frightened to death just now, thinking that he had stabbed Ying Cong to death.Immediately afterwards, the skeleton opened its mouth wide, yawned as if tired, then retracted quickly, disappearing from behind Zhuang Xuteng.

Can live shadows be so vivid?Zhuang Xuteng just felt that he was about to lose his mind.No matter how this thing came from, as long as it is a living shadow, it must be very valuable, and this is the most important thing.

To whom?Who can buy it?Of course, there is the most important thing: how to make Ying Cong obedient?
The company must know how to deal with it, but Zhuang Xuteng dare not go to the company unless his own safety and interests can be guaranteed.Just as soon as he thought of this, he knew that this kind of thinking was unreliable.The company still owes him severance pay and compensation, how can he trust the company!
The gang and the company belong together, and they are even more vicious, and they cannot be found.Municipal government agencies may give it a try, provided they can figure out the depth.The same is true for mercenaries, there are also shadow users among mercenaries, there should be a way, but he has no way yet.

Municipality or mercenaries, that is the question.Zhuang Xuteng was unable to make a decision for the time being, so he decided to take one step at a time.

After all, it’s good to be alive now!So many people died at the protest scene, which one of them really deserves to die?Looking back, it was really weird at the time.The workers discussed and decided on a protest strategy early on, and resolutely implemented the principle of "order, no conflict". Why did the fight start out of nowhere?
"Maybe it has something to do with the mercenaries? They actually have another purpose for sneaking in? If that's the case, I definitely can't be with them. Besides, selling the shadows is just a distant water, it can't quench the thirst. Right now, there is no other way than mercenaries." , is there any other way to make money quickly? But you can't join a gang to do bad things..."

Zhuang Xuteng frowned and worried. After thinking about it, he decided to ask Ge Gongdao when he came back.As long as he denies that the mercenaries deliberately caused chaos, he can try the mercenaries.

He thought to himself: Even if being a mercenary is a bit difficult, it is better than having nowhere to go.Find a way to go first, and then consider making a fortune.

"Where there is a movie, there is a future, but where is this birthmark? Oh, it is probably on the back..."

Looking in the mirror, at the back of his heart, there is a pink skull with a strange smile looming, the area is about the size of a thumb.It seems that this is the birthmark of Ying Cong, why is it so small?It seems that this film is never strong, I am afraid it will not sell for much money?
Anyway, I don't know the price, so it's useless to worry about it.But at last there was something in line with common sense, and Zhuang Xuteng regained his backbone.He returned to normal, put on his clothes, and continued to think about mercenaries in his mind.

"It's broken, I forgot one thing, I forgot to tell Ge Heilian about the instrument!" Zhuang Xuteng thought for a while, finally shook his head, and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter, it's just a lie detector instrument, and it doesn't affect the overall situation. .As long as he stops talking nonsense and getting himself into unnecessary trouble, I should see him soon."

Zhuang Xuteng was dragged into the interrogation room, his body was weak and his mood was terrified.Ge Gongdao walked into the interrogation room with his head held high and a smile on his face. He raised the handcuffs that were rattling because of the chains on them, and greeted the PCPD in the room. "You have worked hard, but there is no need to be so troublesome."

His performance directly caught the attention of the blue shirt in the corner.He looked at Ge Gongdao twice more, then lowered his eyes, rubbing his fingers while thinking.

"Don't talk nonsense, sit on the chair obediently!" Three police officers in black uniforms pressed Ge Gongdao's shoulders together, stuffed him into the restraint chair, and then passed the iron chains of the handcuffs and ankles through the fixed chains on the floor. The ring, tightened so that he cannot move at all.

"Hiss, be gentle, it hurts!" Ge Gongdao looked around, pretending to be very familiar, and said with a calm face: "You don't need to trouble, save some effort, I will definitely cooperate, no matter what you ask, I will answer. I He is just a mercenary, serving everyone enthusiastically..."

None of the PCPD people smiled, but their faces became more gloomy.At this time, the blue shirt sitting in the corner said: "Just put him on the instrument and see what he looks like."

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