What's wrong with being a salted fish?

When Cheng Yu deservedly won the first place, the second and third people who had been spared by him were lying on the ground unable to move. If the three people had not been left behind, and the referee had blocked them, Cheng Yu would have had to put these three people away. The two men were sent away on the spot.

The crowd also burst into cheers for him. Those who didn't know it thought they had won money by betting on Cheng Yu. Unfortunately, no such service was provided at the scene.

When Cheng Yu won first place, he subconsciously turned around to see Lin Zhuo, but found that Lin Zhuo's place was empty.

My wife left without watching me take first place? Then who is he showing off his pretentious poses on the court?

The one who presented him with the reward was Mo Lao, an old man with a white beard. Because the boss didn't want to show up on his own, and his team's boss "Gu Ting" had already left early, Mo Lao was responsible for awarding the reward, not to mention Mo Lao's age. It's big and looks more majestic, so it's very suitable for attending such a scene.

"Congratulations, uh, He Huohuo, I didn't expect that kid Xiaogu to have such a good talent like you." Mr. Mo handed Cheng Yu a card with usable credits in it.

"Thank you, is this the only thing you can ask for? My captain told me at the time that it was okay, um, something that would help me break through." Cheng Yu suddenly started to squirm midway through his words, looking at Mr. Mo with bright eyes, filled with signs of getting stronger. eager.

Seeing the strong man in front of him with such an expression, especially his name, Mr. Mo shuddered, but seeing Cheng Yu so eager to become stronger, Mr. Mo showed an unfathomable smile: "Of course there will be. Wait until the day after tomorrow, and you can get your reward when you come to the institute."

......

into the night.

The matchmaker had just been showing off, naked and dripping with sweat, but she suddenly changed her attitude and kicked the man on her body against the wall. The man tilted his head and passed away on the spot.

The quality of this batch of pets is getting lower and lower. It seems that they need to go to Zhu Qin's research department. In fact, He Huohuo, Gu Ting's man today, has a pretty good figure, and his face is barely visible, but it's a pity that the boss wants him by name.

When Gu Ting was mentioned, the matchmaker got angry. She asked what was wrong with her, but her age!

The matchmaker took a small mirror from the bedside and took a closer look at herself. She usually paid great attention to her own care, which was completely different from those old women who had gone through vicissitudes of life. Anyone who looked at her would have to say that she was in her prime.

Suddenly, she found a few fine lines in the corners of her eyes. She couldn't believe it. She touched it a few times and found that her hands seemed to have become much rougher. She smashed the mirror with a bang.

The matchmaker couldn't accept that she was aging so quickly. She pressed a button from the side of the bed, and a moment later there was a knock on her door. A man in a tuxedo held up a few chains with dull eyes. Behind him were several equally soulless men. They seemed to have no consciousness of their own and could only move their bodies in a daze.

The matchmaker wrapped herself in a blanket and walked forward, stroking the face of one of the men with her hands.

He looks the youngest, with a tight body and the face that the matchmaker likes. The matchmaker breathed softly at him and touched his body with her hands, but the man didn't respond.

Suddenly, the matchmaker penetrated his heart with her right hand, and a strange red light emitted from the wrist. Some tiny light spots entered the matchmaker's body through the red light. The man began to age gradually, his skin began to relax, and his hair began to fade. She turned gray, but the matchmaker was radiant, like a banshee who had been filled with energy.

After that, she penetrated the chests of other men one after another, and also plundered them into white-haired old men. Then she stopped with satisfaction. She waved her hand, and the man in the tuxedo dragged them out like garbage.

The matchmaker looked at her fingers that had turned green again, then went to the mirror to look at herself again, and found that she was indeed young and beautiful again, with no wrinkles, and expressed great satisfaction.

Okay, it's time to sleep, the matchmaker thought and walked to her bed. Suddenly, she felt a cold feeling on her back, and subconsciously turned sideways. A silver-white baseball flew past her arm, penetrated deeply into the wall, and continued to roll. She could only imagine how hard the person had exerted it.

"Hey, I came at the right time. Looks like you just had dinner? No wonder you look so human." A man's voice sounded from her window.

The matchmaker felt that her arm that had been rubbed was stinging. She covered her arm and looked at the person.

Lin Zhuo squatted against Gu Ting's face on her window, with the silver-white baseball bat on his shoulder, and his other hand was still playing with another baseball. Fortunately, the window of the matchmaker's residence was big enough for Lin Zhuo to squat down, otherwise he wouldn't be able to assume such a pretentious posture, and no matter how he tried to think of other postures, he wouldn't have much momentum.

"Xiaogu, what's the matter with coming here in the middle of the night? You can't just want to spend the night with your sister." The matchmaker stiffly tugged at the corner of her mouth.

"Auntie, how old are you and still call yourself sister? Are you really not ashamed?" Lin Zhuo felt embarrassed when an old witch who had lived for who knows how long still called her sister.

"Tsk, what's the matter with you!" Hearing Lin Zhuo's words, the matchmaker couldn't stop laughing. She mentioned her age again and again today. Isn't this little kid mean? Is it a secret not to know a woman’s age?

Lin Zhuo poked at her sore spot, and the matchmaker's face didn't look good. She lowered her face and looked at Lin Zhuo.

"Why are you still okay?" Lin Zhuo raised his tone and said in a sinister tone: "You gave me such a great gift, of course I have to repay you." With that, he jumped off the window sill and raised the ball again He swung the ball mercilessly with the stick, and the baseball flew straight towards the matchmaker's face.

He made a sudden and deadly attack, and the matchmaker had no time to dodge, so she could only jump back and retreat, falling on the bed, the baseball grazing the tip of her nose.

"Damn kid! Are you looking for death?!" The matchmaker turned over and sat up from the bed. When Lin Zhuo said the gift, her heart skipped a beat, but she didn't expect that "Gu Ting" would really dare to kill her. She thought at first "Gu Ting" is just here to show off his words. After all, his normal behavior is very childish. Although he can lose his temper, most of the time he sulks himself and then finds a place to vent his anger. Except for that guy Zhu Qin, otherwise Gu Ting won't even fall out. So merciless to colleagues.

If Lin Zhuo knew what she was thinking, he would only say: Thank you for the invitation, I am not Gu Ting, why should I not kill her?

He left the scene early to go back to rest. He was so sleepy that he had to take the dog off the spot. As a result, in the distance to Gu Ting's house, he avoided three assassinations, and he could not worry about the two "accidents". After all, Lin Zhuo felt that his work for the day was over. He just wanted to lie down and figure out the rest later.

As a result, just when he finished washing and was about to take a nap, he just closed his eyes and sensed something. He suddenly opened his eyes and found a strange man facing him. He could even see clearly that the man was expressionless. With bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Lin Zhuo kicked them away and found that he was still holding a dark sharp knife in his hand.

After being kicked away, the man didn't make any sound. It seemed that he slipped into Gu Ting's house quietly like this. The man struggled to get up from the ground again, waving the knife and rushed towards Lin Zhuo, but Lin Zhuo raised his hand. Frozen into ice sculptures.

Grass! Lin Zhuo cursed secretly, who can accept that there is someone suddenly in front of him when he opens his eyes? It’s good that he wasn’t scared crazy! This fright made his heart beat violently, and his head ached.

Lin Zhuo pressed his temples and sat up from the bed, getting close to the man who was frozen into an ice sculpture. He found a thin red thread on the back of his neck, which was exactly the same as the thread the matchmaker waved in front of him.

He just said a few words about her age, and she was taking revenge on him like this? Holy shit!

Lin Zhuo lamented again not to inquire about a woman's age. If he hadn't learned from Gu Ting, he wouldn't have talked like this at all.

Apart from this wave, Lin Zhuo quietly hid in the dark, waiting for different puppets one after another, including men, women, and even children, to sneak into Gu Ting's house and search for himself.

Lin Zhuo knocked them down one by one and confirmed through the texture that they were all real people and not puppets made of other things. However, they were all unconscious and at the mercy of others. They were no different from puppets. What they had in common was their necks. There are red lines on the back.

Lin Zhuo couldn't stand it anymore. How could he sleep in this situation? ! Is it so hard for him to take a break?

He turned around and left Gu Ting's home, no matter how many waves of people there were coming, he wanted to find a place to rest now! Is it so difficult for him to lie down for a while? !

He first returned to Qi Duanming's home and found that due to Qi Duanming's death, his villa had been reclaimed by Xingxi and had now been allocated to new residents.

After thinking about it, Lin Zhuo later kicked open the door of Cheng Yu's temporary residence. At that time, Cheng Yu had just finished taking a shower. He was only wearing a bath towel around his waist. He was wiping his hair when the door was blocked by Lin Zhuo. Zhuo kicked away.

Cheng Yu thought that Lin Zhuo missed him. A little goodbye was better than a newlywed. Just when he was about to make some firewood, he found that Lin Zhuo passed over him, lay down on his bed, and closed his eyes comfortably. Lin Zhuo felt as if he had returned to his own territory and had % trust in Cheng Yu. He believed in his heart that he would never be harassed by Cheng Yu, so he closed his eyes and started to sleep.

Cheng Yu was helpless. A naked and beautiful man like himself was here. For Lin Zhuo, he was not as attractive as the bed.

Cheng Yu had no choice but to wipe it casually, use his fire power to dry himself, put on a pair of pajamas, got on the bed and wrapped Lin Zhuo around him. Lin Zhuo's subconscious behavior of rolling into his arms directly soothed Cheng Yu's jealous heart.

Lin Zhuo had a comfortable sleep. Of course, the first thing he did when he woke up was revenge. He grabbed the bat and rushed out aggressively. Cheng Yu looked at him like this and didn't know who had offended him. Follow him and cover.

"You like to do assassinations, don't you?!" Lin Zhuo banged another ball. The matchmaker quickly dodged it, but she still had to hold up the quilt to prevent her from spreading out. She didn't want to appear naked in front of Lin Zhuo. .

"Fuck you! Do you have evidence?" The matchmaker gritted her teeth. She never thought that she would be discovered by Gu Ting. After all, with Gu Ting's character, it is not surprising for anyone to seek revenge. Moreover, Gu Ting is not only arrogant but also reckless. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be found so accurately on myself.

"Put away your things!" Lin Zhuo threw a handful of red threads on the matchmaker. He picked them from the puppets. These red threads seemed to be rooted in their bodies and were integrated with them. Lin Zhuo It still took some effort to dig it out.

Seeing these red lines, the matchmaker understood how she was exposed, but at the same time, she also understood another thing: "You are not Gu Ting! Who are you!" Gu Ting didn't know how to look for clues carefully. He just smashes up anyone who pisses him off.

Lin Zhuo raised his eyebrows and wiped away his disguise. When he revealed his face, the matchmaker's breathing slowed down, for fear of being surprised by the man who looked like he had walked out of a painting.

But at the same time, the matchmaker was sure that she did not know Lin Zhuo. Which base was he from? When did you sneak in? What's the purpose? All kinds of questions were swirling in her heart, but she still controlled her red line and approached Lin Zhuo quietly.

Such a stunning face, even if it was made into a specimen and placed there, the matchmaker felt that she could admire it all day long.

Kaka! Her red lines were all frozen with ice. If she hadn't escaped quickly, the ice that exuded a faint cold air would have frozen her along the red lines.

"Guessed it right, but there's no prize." While Lin Zhuo was controlling the ice with his aura, he was also moving his hands, swiping the ball.

Ice power? ! He is the guy who killed Qi Jinhua!

The matchmaker really wanted to pass this message on, but she couldn't find a chance, so she could only keep avoiding and stalling for time. On the other side, her red thread was still looking for opportunities, trying to penetrate Lin Zhuo's back, and she was also dragging it. Her puppet butler rushed up with other puppets.

At this time, she began to regret why she lived so far away from the center. No one came to help her when she made such a loud noise, so she had to rely on herself.

Snapped! The matchmaker's movements were slow and she was a little tired. Lin Zhuo did not miss this opportunity and hit her left leg joint with a pound ball. The matchmaker knelt down on the spot.

"Uh! -" The matchmaker couldn't suppress her voice due to the severe pain in her legs.

"You should enjoy the feeling of constantly playing with the prey like a cat catching a mouse. Otherwise, why would you send people here again and again to provoke someone's nerves?" It was impossible for Lin Zhuo to admit that he was indeed fooled. Very headache and very irritable.

"Now, how do you feel about becoming this caught mouse? Huh?" Lin Zhuo hit his back with a bat while still throwing a baseball in his hand.

The matchmaker didn't know where he got so many balls. She remembered that Gu Ting didn't like to use baseballs. There were only a few. Gu Ting said that he liked the feeling of the bat hitting people and smashing them. .

If she asked, Lin Zhuo might kindly reply to her, "I bought a basket with fifty credits on the street."

"Why don't you just kill me! Don't you dare?" The matchmaker sneered and spat. She tried to anger Lin Zhuo, looking for an opportunity to pierce the red thread into Lin Zhuo's body in an attempt to control him, and at the same time wondered why her puppets hadn't come up for so long.

Lin Zhuo didn't give her this chance. The moment her red line approached, the crackling began to freeze quickly. The matchmaker is a control-type superpower. She doesn't seem to have a second superpower. This also means that once her red line cannot get close to others, she doesn't have enough puppets. No matter how high her level is, she will become very passive.

"You don't think I came here alone, do you?" Lin Zhuo seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

What's the meaning? One person is not enough, how many people have sneaked into their base?

As he said this, Cheng Yu kicked the door open and walked in, holding an unknown number of red threads in his hand. He didn't know how many people the matchmaker controlled.

"Cheng Yu! Why are you here!" Cheng Yu came in using his original face. His face had been heard in every base, and basically everyone knew about it, so when he saw him At that moment, the matchmaker screamed. She didn't understand how the people guarding the base let Cheng Yu in. Didn't they do any inspection? !

"Your little toys are a bit rough." Cheng Yu shrugged and threw the handful of red thread in front of her.

The matchmaker was trembling. Was the entire army wiped out? In such a short time? Cheng Yu is a monster! And this guy!

She gouged out Lin Zhuo, then lowered her head and begged for mercy: "Let me go, I was wrong, I don't want to die!"

Lin Zhuo knelt down in front of him, "You answer whatever I ask."

The matchmaker nodded.

"How is the pink potion made? Why can it help others develop superpowers?"

"Zhu Qin's super power is extraction. He can extract the super power from the human body and compress it into something like a capsule, but it cannot be used directly. But he got an inspiration and combined this type of capsule with what he extracted from the zombies. The regenerated cells are made into a pink potion, which actually transfers other people's abilities to another person," the matchmaker said.

Therefore, every time a dual-system superpower is born in Xingxi, a fresh life will be lost behind it.

"What about the others?" Lin Zhuo asked again.

"I'm not very clear about this, but basically they are extracted from superpowers and zombies. Especially Zhu Qin discovered that the effect of extracting it from living people will be twice as strong, so he has been extracting it from living people recently. Do experiments on yourself.”

"Where is his laboratory?"

"The fifth underground floor of the institute."

"Is this why you actively accept people with various powers?"

The matchmaker nodded, everyone wants to live, and in order to survive, they can only become stronger by all means, no matter what method is used.

It seemed that the petri dishes were all Zhu Qin's previous experimental materials. After he started experiments on living people, these old materials were arranged like specimens on the four underground floors for Zhu Qin to appreciate.

Lin Zhuo didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and was about to leave with Cheng Yu. It seemed that he had to kill Zhu Qin first. This man was crazy to his core. It would not be an exaggeration to say he was insane. He actually used living people and zombies to conduct experiment.

The matchmaker looked at their leaving figures and thought they had let her go. Just as she was about to deliver the message, an ice pick pierced her throat. She widened her eyes and couldn't believe that these two people didn't keep their promise. .

Lin Zhuo's voice came from the wind: "I only told you to answer, I didn't tell you that you could live."

......

Lin Zhuo crossed his legs on the table and yawned lazily. He was called to a meeting early in the morning, and now he was listening to the people in front of him intensely discussing the murder of the matchmaker.

He had an impatient and sleepy look on his face, and he didn't make any comments. Gu Ting's relationship with everyone was average anyway, and he had a bad temper. He didn't take the initiative to speak, and there was no one to cue him.

Lin Zhuo was very satisfied. There was nothing more comfortable than fishing during a meeting. However, unfortunately, Zhu Qin was still unable to attend. He didn't know how long he would have to stay in the hospital.

"That's enough, stop arguing." The boss interrupted the discussion of several people.

"I'm afraid someone has already sneaked into our base."