You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

"Feng Zixuan."

"what?"

The young man holds a computer in one hand and a bag containing antibiotics in the other.

He stood in front of the bed in the master bedroom. There was a person lying on the bed. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, and his face was rosy.

Obviously, the young man is not talking to the person on the bed.

—he was talking to himself.

"I may be away for a while, and I need you to watch the house. Now I will teach you what these instruments represent." "Little Chen Ke" said.

"Ah? Then I'm the only one left? Can I use this body to fall in love with Ah Liu?" Feng Zixuan remained straightforward.

"No," said "Little Chen Ke", "Aliu is dying."

"what???"

The exchange of information between personalities is always fast and convenient, unless the connection is cut off actively, as Chen Ke's main personality often does.

Normal two personalities can quickly share information, but in just a few seconds, Feng Zixuan grasped the latest situation known to "Little Chen Ke".

"Let me go," Feng Zixuan said, "you stay and look after the house."

"No," "Little Chen Ke" said, "In that world, there is no cultivation setting, and you can't even use your skills. Moreover, if you want to get close to Theus, you can't break through by violence, you must use your brain."

"We are using the same brain, I don't think you are superior to me." Feng Zixuan was also anxious, and suddenly became eloquent, "And I am not familiar with these strange instruments and equipment, Ah Since Liu's body is staying here, and Lao Chen asked you to stay as a housekeeper, then you should stay obediently."

"...Now I am the master controller. I call you out, not to discuss with you, but to inform you." "Little Chen Ke" said coldly.

"Oh, are you hanging?"

"Little Chen Ke" originally planned to fight Feng Zixuan for [-] rounds, but the doorbell suddenly rang.

The people who come are talkative.

As soon as "Little Chen Ke" opened the door, Hua Lao stepped in with a stride, his movements were as nimble as a loach.

As an editor, Hualao has been developing his various skills in an all-round way since he joined Chen Ke, so that he can accurately beat his psychopath writers anytime and anywhere.

No, today he just read the skin-picking stickers on the White Lotus Forum, and was so upset that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he took a taxi and ran downstairs to Chen Ke's house.

There have been a lot of posts by Palan Keren, such as "Deep Peeling: The God of Tanmei pretends to be a man for that", "Tree Hole: A Studio of the God of Tanmei asked me to use it as a gun, should I follow it" "Real Hammer: Bad Ke Ren Plagiarized My Novel"... However, I should thank Chen Ke for keeping a low profile and basically not revealing anything dry.

But this time is different.

"Boss," the chatterer took out the pad as soon as he came in, and showed "Little Chen Ke" the post on the White Lotus Forum, "I know that your husband and wife are harmonious, but you don't need to write Zhou Yan into every novel. Right? In the first two days of "Tyrant Theus", Theus suddenly called Hyacinthus Zhou Yan, you changed it at first, but you didn't change it in the past two days... You know what happened ?"

"Little Chen Ke" pushed the chatter away: "I'm going to sleep, please go out."

The chatter didn't care whether "Xiao Chen Ke" liked it or not, and continued directly: "...I don't know where the news leaked out, someone in the building broke the news, saying that your name is Chen Ke, and it's Feng Zixuan. The mysterious young man whose golden finger turned into the Jinmao Building appeared in the anti-theft chapter, and Zhou Yan is an old classmate you have been entangled with for a long time..."

"Little Chen Ke" didn't listen carefully to what Huachao said, but Huachao repeatedly mentioned the senior's name, which made him extremely irritable. The senior's life was at stake, but he still had to deal with Huachao and Feng Zixuan in the real world. people entangled!

"...They said that you have a problem with your style, that you want to force straight men to submit in this way..."

"None of my business?" "Little Chen Ke" was on the verge of an emotional outburst, and his dark eyes stared at Hua Nao, causing him to shiver.

Suddenly, the consciousness of "Little Chen Ke" was suppressed by a rampant force, his eyes suddenly became slack, and then condensed again, becoming radiant, full of confidence and a little arrogant.

In this split second, Feng Zixuan took control of his body - except for Feng Zixuan and "Little Chen Ke", no one would know.

Even talking so close at hand just feels weird.

Feng Zixuan said, "Will you take care of vegetative people?"

"Huh?" The chatter was stunned.

Feng Zixuan was a little impatient: "Quick, I have limited time, come with me." Then he turned and entered the master bedroom.

For some reason, in the middle of the night, in the empty living room, Huachao felt chills down his back.

Follow Feng Zixuan into the master bedroom, a huge room surrounded by beating instruments, surrounded by the sleeping person in the middle.

If Hua Lao hadn't seen such a battle once, he would have been scared to pee when he saw it in the middle of the night.

Even so, he still tremblingly held on to the door frame: "It's getting late, why don't I go back first, boss, if there's anything else I'll do tomorrow—"

Feng Zixuan turned around and grabbed him, pushed him to the bed, pointed at the instrument and said, "What is this?"

"Heart, heart rate monitor..."

"what about this?"

"Hemoglobin..."

"What about this?"

"breath rate……"

Feng Zixuan showed a handsome smile, and pinched Hualao's shoulders with both hands. For some reason, Hualao felt his heart beating faster, only to hear Feng Zixuan say: "Very good, you passed the test, now I want to leave Here, go to another place, please take good care of him, if anything happens to him—” Feng Zixuan raised a finger and pressed his lips, his voice suddenly sank, “I will not come back either. "

"Ah? Ah?" Hua Nao looked confused, "Boss, where are you going? And, and, how could Zhou Yan..."

"Don't talk too much, I'll entrust it to you." Feng Zixuan stared at Huachao.

This time, the chatter had a feeling of being over-charged, and the gloomy feeling before disappeared.

"It's all right now." Feng Zixuan said to himself as he walked towards the study, "We can both go there, you go to save Aliu, and I go to kill Sieus, the goal is the same, each depends on its ability, how about it?" ?”

Hua Nao stared blankly at him walking forward, and then heard another voice—also from the boss, but it became softer and the tone was gloomy—saying: "Alright, this time You're smart."

Feng Zixuan picked up the medicine and computer placed at the door of the study, turned a corner, and disappeared from Chatter's sight.

He heard a "boom", as if someone jumped up and fell to the ground.

After the sound, there was a dead silence in the room.

Chatting and chattering, with cold sweat constantly breaking out on his forehead, he leaned on the wall, moved, and called out tentatively: "Boss? Boss—don't scare me. I'm timid. I haven't married a wife yet. Are you going home, boss?"

No one answered.

Finally moved to the door of the study, Hua Nao looked over, and saw——

The study was empty, not a single ghost.

"Boss??" The chattering voice was already crying, "Boss, where have you been, Boss?? I'm going home, Boss, woo woo woo, don't scare me..."

The empty room echoed with chattering cries, mixed with the slight sound of instruments running.

Drip—drip—

In the wee hours of the morning, it sounded particularly pervasive.

At the same time, the Golden Palace.

Standing on the top of the mountains by the sea, the Golden Palace is like a bright lighthouse that never goes out all night, and the golden pillars always shine with the light of burning expensive ointment.

The owner of the Golden Palace, His Majesty the Tyrant, is also suffering from insomnia at the moment.

In fact, he hadn't slept for three whole days.

The black shadow left traces of fatigue on his cold face. At this moment, the bedroom was extremely quiet, and the doctors outside the cubicle were driven out by Sius in a rage and whipped because they gave A diagnosis that irked him.

The black-haired young man lay quietly in Sieus' arms. Due to the prolonged high fever, his lips began to crack and dry, and his face began to swell.

On the ground at the foot of the bed, there was a stone tablet, the surface of which had been cracked.

"It's useless at all." Sius hugged Saturday, and the faint scent of medicine on the young man's body made him feel powerless. "The methods they said are useless at all. They are all lying to me. People in the real world, Don't you like to deceive people?"

Rubbing the corner of Saturday's mouth with his fingers, he continued: "I figured it out. You don't want to stay with me, but I don't want to let you go either. There is only one way..."

His eyes fell on the golden cone: "I will help you free, you don't have to suffer anymore, stay in this world with me."

Said, Sius lowered his head, kissed Saturday's face, reached out to pick up the golden cone, and aimed at the heart of the person in his arms.

"You often say that you are uncomfortable in your dreams, and you will not be uncomfortable soon," Sius looked at Saturday obsessively, "Don't be afraid, you will not go to unknown places alone, I will be with you. ——But don’t think about meeting Chen Ke, that kind of opportunity will never come your way.”

His hand was just raised in mid-air, his originally steady and determined arm was trembling like a towering old man.

Waves of pain similar to electric shocks hit Sius' palm, from the palm to the position connected to the heart, as if a nerve was constantly being bent and twisted, so painful that even the muscles tensed up.

"Damn it, I can't do it..." Sweat broke out on Sius's face, and his forehead was shining brightly in the light of the night pearl.

After exhaling heavily, Sius's arm dropped, and the golden cone fell to the ground with a "ding" and rolled away.

At this time, there was the sound of running in the corridor.

Gaius said loudly outside the door: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is an old Chinese doctor from the East asking for an interview, and he has brought medicine for the treatment of traumatic infections!!"