No way, this kid's funeral is full of bosses

Chapter 34 Abilities, join us

"Hehe, you're so funny, I don't even know what you're talking about, whether you're dead or not."

Ou Yingzi did not answer in a hurry, but smiled and looked at Qin An carefully.

Today's Qin An is very different from his usual days.

First of all, Qin An's attire.

The clothes Qin An was wearing were ripped off from an old beggar. Not only were they old-fashioned in style, they were also tattered and exuded a faint sour smell.

However, Qin An himself didn't seem to care about these.

Even though he was dressed like this, Qin An's jealous tiger eyes still showed extraordinary confidence and pride.

Moreover, Qin An's overall temperament still has a strong aristocratic atmosphere.

It can be seen that the aristocratic aura of Qin An does not come from the external decoration, but emanates from the inside out.

Finally, Ou Yingzi stared at Qin An's breathtaking tiger eyes, smiled with satisfaction, slowly raised his pale right hand, and waved to the waiter in front of the counter: "Waiter, please have two glasses of ice water, thank you. "

Soon, the waiter brought two glasses of ice water on a tray.

Ou Yingzi had an elegant smile on his face and politely said thank you.

Qin An's lips were slightly chapped. He didn't know whether it was because he hadn't drank water for a long time or for some other reason. When he saw the two glasses of ice water on the table, he picked them up and drank them all in one gulp.

Both cups were drunk by Qin An alone.

This move may not be abrupt.

But in Qin An's capacity, it is unlikely that he would snatch the glass of ice water in front of Ou Yingzi and drink it together without Ou Yingzi's consent.

Seeing Qin An's abnormal behavior, Ou Yingzi didn't feel displeased at all on his face. Instead, he smiled deeper. He leaned forward slightly, looking at Qin An's moist lips instantly with interest: "How about it? I drank two glasses of ice water. Do you feel better?"

"I"

Qin An pursed his lips, and quietly touched his stomach with his right hand under the table. He seemed to notice something abnormal, and then said seriously: "What is going on? What did you do to my body! Since that night, I felt like my body was changing."

Ou Yingzi shrugged, sat up straight, took out a 20cm long cone-shaped iron tool from the black bag he carried, and slowly handed it to Qin An: "Try using this to prick your hand, or any other part. , the deeper it is penetrated, the better.”

Qin An took the iron object and stared at it for a while.

Iron objects of this shape have claimed no less than 20 lives in the recent period!
Ou Yingzi looked at Qin An expectantly, and urged: "Try it, try it and you will know."

Qin An hesitated for a moment, then put the iron on the table: "Don't tell me, this is how you commit crimes, why should I listen to you."

With a slight smile on Ou Yingzi's face, he took the iron utensil on the table and inserted it into his palm without hesitation.

Puff!
At that moment, Ou Yingzi's palm was completely pierced by the iron object.

However, when Ou Yingzi pulled out the iron object from his palm, he couldn't even see a single scar on his palm.

"See, that's it." Ou Yingzi finished the task, still with a relaxed smile on his face.

but
What's happening here?
Is it magic?
Qin An couldn't take his eyes off the cone-shaped ironware in Ou Yingzi's hand, and stretched out his hand to Ou Yingzi: "Show me."

Ou Yingzi handed the ironware to Qin An again.

Qin An held the iron tool in his right hand, slowly stretched out his left hand, imitating Ou Yingzi's movement, and lightly pricked his palm: "What's the matter, it doesn't hurt?"

This surprised Qin An.

Qin An could clearly see that part of the iron in his hand had been pierced into his palm, but he didn't feel any pain in his palm.

Ou Yingzi smiled: "Continue."

Qin An moved his left hand, not only did he feel no pain, but he was able to move freely, as if he was not injured at all.So, with a slight effort in his right hand, he pierced his left palm with the iron tool in his hand.

However, the pain still does not exist!
Qin An frowned, and pulled out the iron weapon from his palm in great confusion.

Qin An's palm did not bleed, nor did he show any scars.

Is this iron tool a prop used by magicians?

Qin An held the iron object and looked at it carefully for a while, but he couldn't find any mechanism on the iron object.

So, Qin An tried to prick his clothes with an iron tool.

hiss!
The clothes were easily pierced, leaving a big hole.

Ou Yingzi has been watching Qin An's every move. Seeing Qin An's seriousness, she smiled softly on her face: "Let me tell you the truth, since that day, you have become the number three in the world." Kind of people."

Qin An stopped what he was doing, looked up at Ou Yingzi, and asked suspiciously, "The third type of person?"

Ou Yingzi nodded: "Yes, there is a third type of people in this world besides the living and the dead."

Qin An looked puzzled: "Who is that person?"

Ou Yingzi took out a red diary from his black bag and handed it to Qin An: "Open it and have a look. After reading it, you will understand."

This time, Qin An didn't hesitate at all. He took the diary in his hand and read it carefully.

The diary is written by a man named Hook.

The content reads: Originally, I thought that after a person died, he would reach the end of his life.

It wasn't until I crawled out of the dark underground and saw the ever-new bright sun that I realized that there is a third kind of people in the world besides the living and the dead.

Such a person, in the sense of the world, is dead.

But objectively speaking, he is not dead.

My body is changing every day. At the beginning, my body was very dehydrated. I had to drink at least two catties of water every hour to maintain my strength.

Later, my body gradually liquefied, and no matter what object stabbed me, the wound could heal itself in an instant.

In the long section in the middle, the hook tells about his body mutation process.

Finally, the hook came to a conclusion.

The third type of person is a person who was already dead, but unexpectedly gained a new life and gained at least one supernatural power.

Qin An read the contents of the diary carefully, and his brows suddenly furrowed deeper.He turned his attention to the iron tool on the table, took it in his hand, and stabbed his left hand no less than 10 times in a row!
This move seems a bit crazy at first glance.

If an uninformed person sees it, they will either think that Qin An is a madman, or like Qin An at first, they will think that the iron tool is a professional prop used by magicians.

However, Qin An is not a madman.

The iron objects in Qin An's hands were not props used by magicians either.

He pricked his left hand no less than 10 times without bleeding, and the wound healed instantly.

Qin An was extremely shocked by this.

In this world, do supernatural beings really exist?
And Qin An actually became a superpower?
Ou Yingzi squinted and smiled: "Join us, with your strength, there is a great hope to become the fourth type of person!"

【Ask for a collection, ask for a recommendation ticket! 】

(End of this chapter)