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After finishing speaking, Liu Yi put on his red student union armband and walked out of the building.

Gao Ming did not stop him, and the remaining weird things in the shadow world and the community automatically avoided Liu Yi.

When he was at Hande Private Academy, Gao Ming felt that Liu Yi was very familiar to him, but since then, Liu Yi has become more and more difficult for him to see through.

The two people in Class 13 that Gao Ming cares about the most - Gao Yun and Liu Yi - both happen to be members of the student union, but one is the president of the Red Student Union and the other is the president of the White Student Union.

"Liu Yi didn't lie to you. We did see a future behind the door that you never want to see. People... have become the most miserable synonyms." A group leader mustered up the courage to walk to Gao Ming: " Congratulations on finding yourself again. There were some misunderstandings between us, and it must have been the Lord Jingtuo and the General Administration who stirred up trouble."

Seeing that Gao Ming was silent, the team leader quickly explained: "We have been in the death game in Xinhu for too long. The General Administration just treats us as knives in their hands. They actually don't trust us. Give me a If you have the chance, let me explain it to Wan Jie!"

"Come from the Xinhu Death Game?" Gao Ming smiled slightly: "No one has really left Hanhai, and the so-called Xinhu you went to is probably not the real Xinhu."

Gao Ming killed K, the security team leader, and tricked Wanjie and others several times, but he himself suffered no loss: "The truth is getting closer, and you should be able to recall everything soon."

The city of Hanhai is a prison, and all memories about the past have been modified. Behind every force here may be the figure of the Lord of the Blood City.

This is what Gao Ming figured out in the future god's memory. There are thirteen candidates in the remains of the Blood City in the Vast Sea. Coincidentally, including the Vast Sea, there are exactly thirteen blood cities in the boundless black mist world.

Screams continued in the apartment building. Gao Ming's eyes looked up. After merging with the heart of the future god, his perspective on the problem also changed from before. This was the transformation from a chess piece to a chess player.

"I will take you to find Wan Jie. He was chased by the Jing Tuo God. Now we are on the same boat." A group leader seemed determined to help both parties resolve their misunderstanding, but Gao Ming waved his hand and refused.

"They will be here soon." As soon as Gao Ming finished speaking, the clock in Xiang Shengyong's apartment began to move rapidly, a large amount of blood spattered on the ground, and his voice echoed in every room.

A few minutes later, the door to the safe passage of the building was pushed open. Wan Jie, who was covered in injuries, stood with several security team leaders. Heads rolled down in the corridor on the other side. The tall Zhuo Jun and Yuan Hui brought their own The men walked out of it, and all the ghost marks on their bodies came to life. For a moment, it was unclear whether they were human beings? Or a ghost?

Seeing Gao Ming at the entrance of the corridor, both sides were very afraid, but fortunately the ghost pattern had been restored, so they were not without the strength to fight.

"Where are the surviving Guaitan players in the building?" A team leader asked Wan Jie in a loud voice, a little anxious.

The female security team leader, whose whole body was wrapped in black cloth, opened her scarlet eyes and pointed at Zhuo Jun: "They were all sacrificed in blood!"

"What the hell!" He Jing, who was hiding in the crowd, said immediately. He moved out of the way, followed by a large number of weak Guitan players. These people seemed to be almost used as sacrifices and blood food. They were painted with Full of all kinds of disposable ghost patterns.

"When we found these ghost talk players, they were already tied to the altar. You bastards from New Shanghai have long been corrupted by ghosts and gods. You don't treat people as human beings at all!" He Jing said in a loud voice. , the female team leader over there was also defending.

When the strength is strong enough, enemies can also throw dirty water on each other in order to prove their "innocence".

"Stop arguing!" Zhuo Jun said suddenly. He stood at the front of the security personnel in the East District, his eyes fixed on Gao Ming.

When we first met at Hendricks Private Academy, he was the director of the Queen's Investigation Bureau. He could decide life or death of Weird with just one sentence and had a bright future. He didn't take high life seriously at all, but when they met again , the other party actually exuded an aura similar to that of the future god, like a fierce god who had ignited a divine fire.

"Gaoming, keep us to be useful to you. The General Administration will come up with conditions that are enough to make you happy to redeem people." Zhuo Jun knew in his heart that the mission assigned to them by Lord Jingtuo had completely failed, and neither of the two mission targets were killed. , now their situation is very dangerous.

"It's not easy to make me fall in love." Gao Ming stared at his old classmate: "When we were in the dormitory, everyone thought you were honest and down-to-earth. Who would have thought that your hands would be stained with the blood of your classmates."

"Juduo God has set up a trap for all the Kaitan players and Wanjie, and joined forces with the past and future clay sculptures to trap you. He mobilized the power of the general bureau to ensure that nothing goes wrong, but he also expected that you would take this opportunity to go Gangbei New City investigates the details of the General Administration." Zhuo Jun seemed to be just stating a fact: "Your ghost friends are probably under the control of the General Administration."

Xuan Wen, Zhang Ding, and Da Gou did not come to save Gao Ming. It was not because they were unwilling, but because they also had their own tasks to fulfill.

The General Administration used a large-scale screening to trap Gao Ming. Of course, Gao Ming would not sit back and die, but the hidden power of the Investigation Bureau was too amazing, causing problems on both sides.

"The General Administration has its own dream ghost." Zhuo Jun's words were like a giant anchor breaking through the ice, setting off waves in everyone's hearts: "Otherwise, why do you think Situ An is so obedient?"

"It's as I expected." Gao Ming raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Jun: "Contact Lord Jingtuo, I want to talk to him."

"Are you going to let me go?" Zhuo Jun didn't expect Gao Ming to be so easy to talk to.

"It's right in front of the courtyard of Xiangshengyong Apartment. If he doesn't dare to come in, I can go find him." Gao Ming's eyes flashed with the figure of Lord Jingtuo. There was him in the past and him in the future. After a long time, he saw The Jingtuo God in his eyes was slowly assimilated into flesh and blood and disappeared: "You just stay here for now. I want to see how much you are worth in the eyes of the General Administration?"

"Gao Ming, we can have a good chat." The ghost marks on the team leader's body have recovered, but he has no idea of ​​taking action. He keeps running between Gao Ming and Wan Jie to spread the word. Unfortunately, Gao Ming is not ready now. Let go and leave.

Opening an exit for Zhuo Jun, Gao Ming waited for him to leave, then stood alone in front of the courtyard door of Xiangshengyong Apartment. He pressed his chest gently with both hands and pierced his chest with his fingertips: "Execution House, open!"

This is the first time he has opened the torture room with all his strength after melting the heart of the future god. What he has to do is also very simple, that is, assimilate the area at the door. He wants to forcefully drag God Jingtuo in. In the torture chamber!