How Am I Still Alive?

The place to meet is a high-end hotel in the city center.

There was a lot of traffic around there, and the newly built "An Nan's Grocery Store" was just next door, and the flow of people was guaranteed enough.

The exact meeting place is not the private room on the second floor, nor the living room on the third floor, but the tea hall on the first floor where people come and go.

Is this welcome? obviously not exactly

"You two, it's been a long time. It's really like not seeing each other every day."

In a corner of the hall where people come and go, two bigwigs at the regular level sit facing each other.

But after looking at each other in blank dismay, after the simple opening remarks, they were a little embarrassed with each other, not knowing what to say.

miss? This is complete nonsense, the blood banquet path is special, so the members are always on guard against each other.

But maybe it is what is lacking and what is missing, people always need helpers, and lonely hearts often need company.

In the blood feast, the master-student inheritance is roughly equivalent to father and son, both relatives and helpers, and they are often extremely reliable with each other.

But the "iron law" in the past in this organization has also been ruined by the people in front of him. Zhao Yan's popularity has been ruined. If he hadn't possessed the strength of the rules, he would have been kicked as far as the core layer.

Su Xingying, Sun Ye's disciple, was sitting on the side, carefully watching the situation around her. She made no secret of her wariness and distrust of someone.

The three of them sat together, staring at each other, and didn't speak for a long time.

And the reality of people coming and going made the three of them more anxious. The monkey-like eyes of those Yu clans and their pointing from time to time aggravated this negative emotion.

"Which representative of His Excellency Quasi-God you mentioned, where is he?"

Sun Yan became more and more impatient, and the eyes around him made him even more irritable.

In an international metropolis, foreigners are often seen, and locals will not be rude to an outsider pointing fingers.

But now, the Yu clan in this "countryside land" don't know what friendship is, especially when they are pointing and saying "hairless monkey".

I'm afraid, in the final analysis, it was due to the various "hunters" who made the news on the spot, and Mr. An Nan's "hairless monkey factory supervisor" also deepened this impression.

These people who point and say "monkey" are not necessarily malicious in themselves, they are just a little surprised when they encounter a very rare creature.

But for the parties involved, the malice is full.

"If you don't think this is the right place, chat somewhere else."

Zhao Yan sighed. He actually made an appointment to meet outside the city, but for some reason, during the interrogation, Sun Yan firmly refused and asked to meet in public.

In this way, the trust between the two parties is obviously negative, and it is still the kind that does not need to cover up each other.

"Which quasi-god's spokesperson hasn't come yet? Or, are you the spokesperson?"

The malice and defensiveness in these words are not concealed, and it is short of directly saying "Have you already betrayed?"

But at this moment, Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, this is not the worst situation.

What he was really worried about was that the other party smiled and communicated with him, and treated him like a brother. In the blood feast mode of getting along, that is often the precursor to killing each other.

Now that the chariots and horses have been made clear and the distance has been opened, it shows that there is a minimum level of trust and a willingness to cooperate.

Yes, it's just so awkward, and swearing at each other is the premise of cooperation.

This is not an outdated version of tsundere, but simply expressing one's "desire", pulling away one's "stance", and keeping a safe distance.

We are neither friends nor enemies, but a pure third relationship, a relationship of interest.

"Of course I am not the spokesperson for any of you, but the spokesperson is too special to appear in public. I can take you to see him."

This, in fact, is also said in the past.

But when the three parties were about to get up and turn the scene, a group of uninvited guests suddenly arrived.

"Your Excellency Sun Yan! I have something to say here."

A group of blood feast guests walked over with grief and anger on their faces.

On their shoulders were the blood-colored coffins, which might be empty, but at this moment, each step was taken one step at a time, weighing as much as a thousand catties.

The three parties who were once brothers and allies met in an extremely strange way at this time.

The only thing in common is that they have all deviated from the so-called faith and loyalty.

——

To open the gates of hell, perhaps, all it takes is a face-to-face date with the Grim Reaper.

No one can survive independently, and people are doomed to be incomprehensible. If there is any magic that allows people to understand each other overnight, then they will fight each other even more fiercely!

".Everyone and every individual has their own luxury demands and desires. Every ethnic group and every country has its own resource area and production space. Those who shout to strengthen communication can solve all problems. Everything is misunderstood and not stupid. Bad, but most likely still stupid and bad."

Lu Ping'an could see clearly that the blood banquet people, the people in the refugee camp, and the rule-level Zhao Yan all had their own desires.

Even though the local rules limit their fighting, it is only suppression rather than prohibition. The "root" still exists and continues to ferment, and it is destined to detonate in the end.

"Is the plan ready?"

"alright."

"How did you convince him? Zhao Yan is always at the rule level."

"Hehe, he should be the one who convinced us."

Lu Pingan played with the gold coins, smiled, and enjoyed the taste of the red wine.

Now that he is an adult, at least under the supervision of his guardian, he can enjoy a drink.

Zhao Yan, you said you have a plan? Uh, are you sure that your "plan" was not guided by others?

As of today, Lu Pingan still hasn't made any real "hands-off".

"When I don't use violence, when I don't appear on the main stage, my ability is the strongest. The best way to use it is not forcibly guiding, let alone outputting against the wind, but only quietly when necessary. Somebody pushed in the back like that."

From the beginning to the end, Lu Pingan just "exported with the wind", he just magnified the favor of some people, magnified the disgust of some people, magnified the fear and anxiety of some people, and magnified their actions in desperate situations. "Rage" of extreme choice.

He is like a ghost that does not exist, but also like a stone lion that has always existed, he just watched silently, watching all this happen

"...Being a policeman, you are really inferior." Xia Qin was a little helpless, she had already thought about it, and when she went back to hand in the report, she probably had to add new jobs.

"Actually, I thought so too. Being a special agent really wronged me."

Even though it was the first time he used the ability, he showed extremely terrifying talent and adaptability. So far, he has never appeared on the stage, but he has established an extremely good relationship with most of the actors on the stage.

"Who would doubt a native NPC who keeps his duty and only sends out tasks and rewards?"

". But if you don't strengthen your guidance, what will happen if they don't follow your arrangement and have conflicts? How to put it, they are all brothers of the same society, and no matter how big a conflict is, it can be resolved."

Hearing this, Lu Pingan laughed.

"When order and authority are still there, conflicts can naturally be resolved, but now, it's just a group of beasts without masters. If you want them to believe that other beasts won't eat you, you ask them if they can change to a vegetarian diet?"

Lu Pingan played with the gold coins on hand, he was not in a hurry, not at all.

"Then, how can you be sure that there will be disputes between them, can't they just calm down and have a good talk? If they talk, maybe they will be able to notice something is wrong"

"Snapped!"

Lu Pingan threw out a gold coin casually, and that gold coin disappeared without a trace when it hit the ground.

It has been used up.

"So, a little accident is needed, and I happen to be good at making accidents."

"Don't drink, this tea is poisonous!"

In the blood banquet line, someone suddenly pointed at the hot tea in front of Sun Yan and screamed hysterically.