The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 93 The Secret Technique of Eating the Heart, Rejuvenating Youth

There is such a magical secret ritual!
  The lackey general [Huang Dahu] lurking under the sand and stones faithfully conveyed everything he heard to his controller.

Zhu Mingyao sat on the meditation mat next to the bus, his eyelids trembling slightly, showing that he was quite uneasy in his heart.

You only need to be ruthless to kill an innocent person, fuse his soul into his heart and devour it together, and you can permanently deprive him of part of his vitality.

There is no need to practice hard, no need to lament and linger in front of bottlenecks, as long as you let go of your poor, meaningless, moral concepts, you can easily get rid of your aging body and regain your youth without any hidden dangers. It is as beautiful as a dream. , it’s simply too attractive…

wrong! This is too much nonsense!
  Zhu Mingyao bit the tip of his tongue gently, and the slight sting made his mind wake up.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch. Everything has its pros and cons!"

He analyzed the information he heard clearly.

If the magic ritual is as perfect as the target says, then why is he running?
  Just by showing off his skills a little, he can immediately become the guest of those high-level bosses, and the murder charges on him will disappear in an instant.

The young man knows the virtues of those powerful people very well!
  Regardless of past life or this life, these people have always looked like birds!
  As long as they are sure that they can truly regain their youth, what unethical things can they not do?
  Not to mention the death of a few innocent people, even if they killed a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, they didn't care.

Since this Quinn chose to kill someone and then go on the run, it means that there must be huge hidden dangers hidden in the secret technique!

What's funny is that old Bob was so stupid that he didn't even think of this simple truth.

However, perhaps in his subconscious mind, he was instinctively unwilling to doubt the other party's statement. After all, for people who are about to drown, they are willing to believe anything on the water that looks like a life-saving straw.

The despair of losing vitality from an aging body was unimaginable to me as a young man.

There is great terror between birth, old age, illness and death!
  After sighing, Zhu Mingyao was about to continue listening.

At this moment, under the dusk sky, a blue-red light flashed in the distance, and it quickly approached here. When I looked closely, it turned out to be a half-new police car, with the lights on the top flashing. Police lights came from the road everyone came from.

Charles frowned slightly and whispered an order. The two agents stationed at the four corners of the tent immediately adjusted their sitting postures, slightly raised the muzzles of their guns, and pointed them at the police car from their respective angles. At the same time, he also raised his He lifted his arm and motioned to the driver to stop.

The people in the police car seemed to see his gesture, and they slowly stopped on the side of the road thirty or forty meters away from everyone.

One hand pushed open the car door, and then a bloated white policeman, holding a paper bag in his hand, struggled to get out of the cab.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the two dark muzzles of the guns opposite. The fat on his face trembled unnaturally.

"Hey guys, can you please stop pointing your guns at me? Be careful of misfires."

As he spoke, the policeman shook his head and slowly walked towards the tent.

"Please stand there and don't move. Are you... the one just now... huh?" Charles also recognized the other person's appearance at this time. He was one of the leaders of the local police search team just now, but he couldn't remember his name at the moment.

"Mark, my name is Mark, we just met at noon! Are all the FBI's in big cities like you so forgetful?" the white police officer said with a depressed look on his face and an unpleasant tone of voice.

As a veteran in outreach work, Charles was very thick-skinned. He laughed tactfully and changed the subject:
  "Oh, Officer Mark, what's the matter?" He smiled and said firmly, "Also, please put your gun in the car first, and then stand still and don't move."

There was a hint of irritation on the fat police officer's smooth face, and he took two steps forward, "I have cooperated with the FBI before, but I have never seen you like this. I am a policeman, not a prisoner!"

"Sorry, sorry, it's just a routine during special operations." Although Charles' words were polite, his attitude was unyielding.

Seeing that as he approached, the armed agents guarding the other two directions also intentionally or unintentionally turned their guns to this side, the so-called Officer Mark finally gritted his teeth and stopped in place angrily, not daring to Move again.

"I'm bringing you some bad news." Officer Mark took off the gun by pressing the tire-like fat on his belly, then bent down with difficulty and placed it on the ground.

Probably because of his body shape, a few simple movements made him very tired. The sweat he had just wiped off began to seep out from his forehead again. He took a deep breath and said solemnly:
  "Guys, someone just found traces of the target in another direction. We may be chasing the wrong place!"

"What?"      How?"

"impossible!"

Several questions came one after another from the mouths of Charles and the two fortune tellers.

Michelle, who was taking the time to rest in the divination room and regain her energy, suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Ms. Lisa, and said anxiously:

"But I clearly saw him. I'm sure he's right in front. There shouldn't be anything wrong!"

Before Ms. Lisa could speak, she heard Officer Mark yelling over there.

"Little girl, I don't know what you mean by seeing? But someone did see the target due south, and we also found the torn clothes he left behind!"

He raised the paper bag in his hand high.

"Here you go...forget it, you better take it and see for yourselves." As soon as the fat police officer took a step forward, he saw several armed agents' hands on the trigger, so he had to stop on the spot and shake it. Paper Bag said angrily.

Charles spread his hands, showed him an apologetic smile, turned his head and nodded an agent's name, asking him to take the bag, and asked seemingly casually:
  "But why didn't you just say it in advance in the communication? Then we can notify the people in front and change the search direction."

"It seems that you big city gentlemen are really forgetful!" Officer Mark said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
  "Didn't the people from the search team tell you when we met at noon that there used to be magnetite nearby. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, it still has some impact on communications. We are just a group of country bumpkins, and we don't have such expensive high-power equipment. .”

Zhu Mingyao, who was sitting next to the bus, didn't care much about this incident. At this time, he was listening attentively to the message from afar.

……

In the dark and quiet tunnel.

The complicated and lengthy secret ritual was finally explained.

"...Okay! I'll lure them away later. You just stay here and wait for my signal..."

From the transparent lizard spirit, Old Bob's contented voice came. After saying this, he was ready to disappear and wait for the main body to come with someone to kill the guy in front of him.

"...Haha, please help yourself. I'm going to taste the blond snack first. It's called...Michelle, right? Such a young and beautiful fortune teller is really rare..."

The lizard spirit suddenly looked back and stared at the tall and thin man Quinn in surprise.

"I only remember telling you about the professions of the extraordinary beings in the hunting team. How do you know their names and looks?"

The muscles on Quinn's face squirmed, and her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth were all trembling, revealing an extremely weird smile.

"Why? Haha... Of course it's because...

——They are standing opposite me now! "

opposite?

After hearing the words, Zhu Mingyao, who was sitting on the meditation mat in the distance, felt as if a bucket of ice water was poured on his head, and his whole body was trembling.

He suddenly opened his eyes and yelled at the agent who had just taken Officer Mark's paper bag:

"not good!
  He is not……! "

　A few brothers tipped me some starting coins, but I don’t need them. My book is just a small piece of writing. You can just collect it and read it. It’s not worth the money you spend. My highest goal is to live on subsistence allowances. , everyone’s rewards should be reserved for the books you like＠(￣-￣)＠

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)