Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"What's the matter with that woman?"

In the office building, Cicada Qinran looked at Yin Shuang'er, who was walking hand in hand with Lin Hun on the street. The back of his hand holding the shutters was bulging with high blue veins, and a few bloodshot eyes burst out in his eyes.

"Why is this woman so close to Lin Hun!"

Watching Yin Shuang'er feeding Lin Hun the cone in his hand, Chan Qin once again couldn't control his strength, and directly crushed the water glass he held in his other hand into slag.

She was angry.

"Why is this! Obviously I am the first!"

The teeth creaked, Cicada Qin's heart was mixed.

Anger, wronged, unwilling, sad.

Various negative emotions emerged, causing her body to begin to rise up with a black mist representing the unknown.

A wave of bad thoughts began to churn in her mind.

"If I let that woman disappear, can I take her place?"

Looking at Yin Shuang'er, who was interacting closely with Lin Hun, this thought appeared in Chan Qinran's heart.

But the next second, this idea was suppressed by her.

"No, it's wrong!"

He shook his head and got rid of this dangerous thought.

Cicada Qinran took a few breaths hard.

"Why did I have the idea of ​​770 births?"

Frowning, Chan Qin felt something was wrong again.

Although she had a good impression of Lin Hun, she was not distorted to the extent that she could not see other women by his side.

Just now, she actually had the urge to destroy the woman who was with Lin Hun.

This state is obviously wrong.

Silently returned to the office.

Cicada Qinran began to check his condition.

There is no problem with the body.

The spirit is also normal.

But in her consciousness, there was a strange symbol in many places.

This symbol is similar to a twisted Y.

"This is!"

Feeling this symbol, Cicada Qinran's face changed.

She recalled the fear of being dominated by capitalists.

And this symbol is the unique symbol of capitalists.

"My employees will always be mine, no one can take it away!"

An evil and cunning voice sounded in his mind, and Chan Qin paled again when he heard this (chcf) voice.

She will never forget this voice.

It was the voice of the capitalist, which made her fall into the horrible existence of the reincarnation of labor.

"no, do not want!"

After two steps back, Cicada Qinran's face paled.

She felt the horror of fast approaching her in the dark, and her face kept changing.

She wants to go to Lin Hun for help.

But she was also worried that Lin Hun would be no match for the unfathomable terrorist capitalist.

She wanted to escape, but she was worried that the capitalists who had come across the border would turn their anger into the paradise of death.

In the end, she stood sullenly and stopped talking.

She decided to accept her fate.

Let the capitalists take her away.

At least in this way, Wansheng Paradise and Lin Hun will not be affected.

Thought of this.

Cicada Qinran was relieved.

"At least like this, I can still make a contribution here."

At this time, Cicada Qinran already felt the breath of capitalists appearing in this room.

The big hand, which had been fat, tore open the barriers of the space and grabbed it straight towards her.

Facing this palm full of horror.

Cicada Qinran closed his eyes recognizing his fate.

But at this moment, a familiar voice rang from the room.

"The contribution you are talking about is to kill as you are now?"

"You look down on me too much, your boss.

Accompanying the sound was a sweet knife chirping.

A dazzling bloody knife light flashed in the air.

"what!"

The screams that are not like humans sounded.

This big hand that broke through the space barrier was directly cut off by the root and fell to the ground.

The palm of the hand that fell to the ground kept trembling and jumping, and even supported the ground with five fingers, just like a monster with consciousness, but also fierce.

But at this time, a long knife that fell from the sky directly penetrated the back of the palm and nailed it to the ground.

The terrifying killing intent fused with a strong suppression force to erupt.

Just make this huge palm no longer move as if it was dead.

Lin Hun, who appeared in the room, blinked sharply and looked towards the void ahead.

He could feel that the guy who just handed his paws to his site was not an ordinary black disaster.

This guy has not inferior to the butcher and horror and obsession.

He is also a near-god existence.

"Great young man, since you have the ability to keep my hand, then this hand will be given to you."

An evil and cunning voice rang in his ears, Lin Hun's expression remained unchanged, he was silently recording the breath released by the other party.

He was going to come personally to let this guy who dared to stretch his paws on his lair know what a wrong choice he had made.

"What a fierce look in your eyes, you must hate me very much. If that's the case, look for me all the time. I'm waiting at the Reincarnation Casino."

The voice gradually faded, and the big hands on the ground no longer struggle.

This hand gradually decayed and condensed into a black mist, leaving only a blood-red invitation letter with jet black lines on the ground.

Looking at the invitation letter, Lin Hun mocked and found a gold box and a gold tweezers from the office.

With this set of props that can isolate the supernatural power, I picked up the invitation letter on the ground and put it into the golden box.

Lin Hun took out a simple welding torch and completely welded the gap in the box.

"A fool do what you say?"

The gold box was completely sealed, and Lin Hun put it in the safe.

The middle finger was firmed up to the position where the capitalist had just disappeared.

"Wait, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. I've written down your grudge!".

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