Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　Finding this, Lin Hun was slightly taken aback, and he became a little interested in this car.

　　"Interesting, I'll see how long you can resist."

　　Lin Hun stepped on the starter lever again and blew it hard.

　　Chu Chu Chu!

　　But in exchange, it was a chug of the motorcycle, and there was no intention to start it.

　　"Okay, yes! I want to see how long you can last!"

　　He stood up again and stomped down.

　　Still the familiar sound.

　　The car still wouldn't move.

　　"........."

　　With blue veins bulging on his forehead, Lin Hun's heart gradually became hotter.

　　[You kicked the 240 motorcycle for ten minutes, but it didn't start. You wondered if the car was running out of fuel. You opened the fuel tank and found that the fuel tank was indeed empty. You threw a grievance crystal fragment into the fuel tank as fuel. , you successfully launched the blood hate motorcycle. 】

　　"........."

　　Silently looking at the reminder from Future Vision, Lin Hun realized that it was not that the car could not start, but that there was no fuel.

　　"And consume resentment crystals? I have to find a way to earn some."

　　Shaking his head and sighing, he twisted the lid of the fuel tank, Lin Hun took out the smallest piece of resentment crystal and threw it in.

　　He didn't know how long a crystal of resentment could make the car run.

　　Therefore, he decided to use this smallest crystal of resentment as fuel to give it a good test.

　　Tumbling... hum!

　　Depressing the start lever again, the motorcycle finally started with a sudden sound.

　　With the roar of the engine, wisps of stench of blood spurted out of the motorcycle's exhaust pipe.

　　It felt as if there was a corpse hidden in the engine of this motorbike. .

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　　"Uh... This kind of underworld special effect really fits the style of this world."

　　Looking at the blood spurting out of the exhaust pipe, Lin Hun shrugged and simply drove the motorcycle around Moon Bay.

　　He found that this seemingly old and broken car was very powerful.

　　Much stronger than before he was transformed.

　　Moreover, this car can also absorb the power of the ghosts that he released, and escape in the ghosts.

　　Whether it is the dark space of ghosts and shadows, or the blood mist of ghosts and blood, they can be perfectly integrated and shuttled in it.

　　Even when he uses the shadow double to perform the swap, he doesn't need to consume more power. By wrapping the motorcycle in it, he can complete the swap and flash.

　　"really not bad."

　　Finding this, Lin Hun liked this motorcycle even more.

　　Although the car looks earthy and bulky.

　　But absolutely nothing in terms of performance.

　　Very suitable for yourself.

　　Riding a car, I came to the vicinity of the soul locust seedling.

　　Lin Hun felt the cold around him, and the figure of Cicada Qinran appeared from the air.

　　"You're here, the car is nice."

　　She smiled and greeted Lin Hun, glanced at the blood-hate motorcycle, and praised.

　　"Thank you."

　　Hehe smiled, Lin Hun took out a mineral water bottle from his body and handed it to Chan Qinran.

　　"This is the fertilizer I prepared for the soul locust. This bottle can be used for three days. You can mix in a little when you water it every day."

　　"Ok?"

　　Taking the bottle and feeling the familiar aura emanating from the bottle, Cicada Qin Ran was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

　　"You're really willing to 々々."

　　Looking at the slightly reddish liquid in the mineral water bottle, he sniffed.

　　"Apart from the crystallization of resentment, there is a strange and delicious taste, a bit familiar, what is it?"

　　"Hey, guess what."

　　Lin Hun didn't tell Chan Qinran about the mixing of his own blood in this bottle. He wanted to know what kind of existence his own blood was to other swindlers.

　　"It's a bit like blood, but a little bit different, at least in my memory, no blood can exude this kind of smell full of human nature and vitality, this thing... It's a great complement to the quirky, where did you get it? ."

　　The more she smelled, the more addicted she became. Cicada Qinran had an inexplicable urge to drink the liquid in the bottle.

　　However, when he remembered that this thing was the fertilizer of the soul locust, he suppressed this desire.

　　"It's a secret."

　　Cicada Qinran's expression changed Lin Hun's eyes. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, without exposing his blood.

　　"Hey! Be stingy!"

　　I don't know if Soul Huai has sucked away too many negative emotions, but now Chan Qin Ran is more and more like a living person in terms of personality.

　　"Don't forget to fertilize the soul locust, and...don't drink it secretly, I left beforehand."

　　He waved his hand, drove the blood and hatred, and walked away.

　　"Who do you look down on! Who will drink fat water!"

　　Stomping her feet, Chan Qin Ran felt that her personality had been insulted.

　　She angrily took out the watering can, poured one-third of the bottle of water into it, and carefully watered the soul locust seedlings.

　　"This taste...it's really good~"

　　Smell a watering can that still smells enticing after being diluted.

　　Looking at the soul locust seedlings that became more watery after being watered by someone like this.

　　Chan Qinran was silent for a while, and picked up the water bottle containing Lin Hun's blood.

　　"Licking the bottle cap shouldn't be considered stealing..."

　　She unscrewed the bottle cap, sniffed the strange smell of blood remaining on the bottle cap, and had a fascinated expression on her face.

　　"It's an unbearable taste..."

　　Sticking out her tongue, Chan Qin Ran brought the bottle cap to her mouth, took a deep breath and licked the few drops of liquid attached to the bottle cap.

　　"Forehead!"

　　Filled with the smell of life force, like an electric current, it runs through the whole body from the tip of the tongue.

　　this moment.

　　Cicada Qin Ran felt a slight drunkenness.

　　A touch of warmth like living rose from her body where she had been dead for some unknown time.

　　".〃what!"

　　This feeling made Chan Qin Ran let out a sigh of admiration.

　　pity.

　　The power contained in a few drops of liquid is really too little, and it has been exhausted just to make her feel refreshed.

　　"Forehead……"

　　In an instant, Cicada Qinran felt that she had fallen from heaven to hell.

　　The huge gap directly made her mentally depressed.

　　She looked at the half bottle of fertilizer water left in her hand with a painful expression.

　　She felt that she was now like a beggar who had been hungry for three days. There was a large table in front of her, but she could only see that she couldn't eat, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

　　"Hu! Hu! Hu! Cicada Qinran, you have to live up to your expectations, but you said you can't drink fat water, you must hold on!"

　　With blue veins bulging on her forehead, Chan Qinran tightened the bottle cap with trembling hands. (did it)

　　Feeling the smell of blood that had finally turned pale, she hurriedly put the bottle of water away.

　　"Damn it..."

　　Licking her lips and recalling the taste just now, Chan Qin Ran's expression was a little frightened.

　　She now has some doubts whether this bottle of water was made by Lin Hun with some kind of bizarre ghost puzzle with bewitching power.

　　Otherwise, how could these waters make her fascinated by this treacherous person.

　　"It seems that this thing is not something I can grasp, it is better to stay away from it."

　　Holding his legs in his hands, he looked at the water bottle not far away.

　　Cicada Qinran's expression was complicated.

　　Dread, desire, entanglement, aftertaste.

　　Fight for a while.

　　Her mentality is like opening a dye shop, colorful and inhumane. .

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