It's time, it's time to switch to the cranial doctor

Others have the same attitude. As for Lin Manman, she is a pure fun person, but Zhou Zhuo is here, she can't play around, and acting separately is more suitable for her to play.

"The opinions have been unified." Zhou Zhuo's hand never left the butcher's shoulder from the beginning to the end, "Now let's talk about the priest. How much information do you know about this man?"

Realizing that he was going to walk with this pervert next time, the butcher felt fearful, but also inexplicably excited, because he knew very well that it would be easy for the other party to kill him if he confronted him head-on, but it was not necessarily so after entering the church.

"I don't know the priest very well, and I haven't even met him. I only did one thing for him, and...it failed."

"Failed?"

Combining with the butcher's frustrated tone, Zhou Zhuo suddenly thought of something: "You mean, that encounter at the Brave Proving Ground?"

"Yes." The butcher nodded, "The priest usually issues tasks through an intermediary, appointing us to do something, and rarely meets people in person. My understanding of this man comes from other people."

"Coming together, killer?"

"It doesn't have to be a killer... The mission of the priest is very extensive, and the people who work for him are from all walks of life." The butcher frowned, his scorched face twisted into a ball, "Some of them are not even human."

For this, Zhou Zhuo had expected it, and just now he personally experienced part of the priest's ability - he can forcibly summon the ghast who will do things for him from ten kilometers away, and maybe they will have to fight against the full state again next time. Collector.

"In other words, you don't know the priest's personal information at all?"

"If I have to say it, I have a little understanding. The priest is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with off-shoulder long hair. When he appears in front of others, he only wears a dark blue dress. Black Cross."

The butcher was lost in thought and began to recall the information he had received from others. It seemed that he was also a little apprehensive about this employment.

"The priest has a very good personality—at least everyone who has interacted with him said so. He is gentle and never yells at others. Even if the commission fails, he will patiently persuade him and will not give any punishment. But strangely, there is a place in the church that everyone who has interacted with the priest is terrified of."

"Is it a confinement room?" Zhou Zhuo asked.

"No." The Butcher shook his head, "It's the confessional. I don't know what happened to them there, but everyone changed a lot after they came back, and became extraordinarily calm, sometimes standing like a statue. "

Zhou Zhuo thought to himself that your rude and rude description is quite educated, and the description is so apt, but in a literal sense, confession in religion does have a unique effect of calming the mind.

Then he heard the following sentence.

"If the statue stands in place for a long time, another person will be born from the hardened body... He is still him, but the feeling is completely different."

"Wait." Zhou Zhuo was dumbfounded, "Are you talking about real sculptures? Why are they still cocooned? What will happen to the shells left by those people?"

"It's not really a sculpture, it just feels like a sculpture..."

The butcher scratched his oily head, not knowing what to say for a while, so he simply answered the next question.

"You call that thing a shell? It sounds quite appropriate. I'm not sure. The shell will be left behind and placed in the church, listening to the priest's preaching every day. It's quite scary, but those people haven't had any accidents, so I don't know what will happen."

"If you were given the opportunity to enter the confessional, would you agree?"

The butcher hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "No, life is more important than anything else. That place always feels weird. It's unnecessary. I'll just do some low-level work."

"Just chasing a few weak people and killing them?" Zhou Zhuo said with a smile, "Is this the only ambition? No wonder I have been slaughtering pigs all my life, and I can't even wash a piece of clothing, it's full of oil stains."

His job was humiliated to the point of being worthless, and the butcher was instantly enraged, "What did you say?"

"I said you have no ambitions, and you are no different from those slaughtered pigs." Zhou Zhuo tilted his head and crossed his legs, "Don't accept it? Do you need to shout louder?"

The three big king kong standing next to him stood up directly, surrounded by a triangle, as if Zhou Zhuo closed the door and they would let the dogs go.

The butcher quickly realized his situation, and quickly confessed—it wasn't once or twice anyway, it became a habit.

"Sorry, I may be a bit heavy when I speak rudely, don't mind."

Zhou Zhuo was still counting on the butcher's relationship to sneak into the church, of course he would not do anything wrong, so naturally he eased his tone and patted the back of his hand with a smile.

"Don't mind~ Take it easy, don't get excited, everyone is just kidding with you."

Zhou Zhuo stretched out his hand and pressed down: "Sit down."

Guan Gou compared one finger at the right time, then Sun Cha replaced it with two, and Ma Lou stretched out five fingers, which was stepped on by Sun Cha, and finally retracted, turning into three.

The meaning is probably that this b buddy pretended for you, but then you have to ask for supper to make up for it. Zhou Zhuo blinked and said that there is no problem. Everything will be done according to the old rules. His waist was bent, and he looked like he was ready to bite someone at any time.

"I have a general understanding of the priest's situation. I'm very interested in him. Let's talk about the job. Can you only get the opportunity to work for the priest if you know the middle class?"

The butcher relieved a little from the embarrassing situation, and replied: "It's usually like this. The priest rarely meets outsiders. None of the people who went to the church to look for him out of curiosity came back safely. Over time, it became a rule, but This time it's a little different."

"Why is it different?"

"This time it's not the intermediary commissioning the task, but the priest himself. He said that tonight is an ominous day, and a lot of people are needed to help clean up the dirt in the city."

"What is the task content, or is it the same as before, as long as you kill people?"

"I don't know." The butcher shook his head, "I just got the news, and the rest needs to go to the church for an interview-although it's uncomfortable to say this, but I know in my heart that I haven't reached the point where the priest can entrust me alone. .”

"Have sufficient self-knowledge, such a person, you are already much better than others!"

Zhou Zhuo patted the butcher's shoulder hard, pretended to comfort him, and then returned to the main topic: "So, there is a chance for me to get involved? Are there many people invited?"

"Many, very many. All the killers I know are rushing here. There are at least 20 of them. This is not counting the situation I haven't learned. If you are brave enough, you should be able to try to sneak in."

Speaking of this, the butcher's tone was actually a bit far-fetched, Zhou Zhuo could hear the meaning, and didn't expose it, and fell into deep thought.

Although the butcher's status was low and he knew very little information, Zhou Zhuo still guessed the details of the task that the priest would release through the limited content.

Gather hundreds or even thousands of killers and monsters to clean up the city's dirt. The dirt here naturally does not refer to the literal meaning, but the dirty things that have affected the appearance of the city.

In normal times, it is probably some people who have influenced the priest's actions, but tonight, the main goal is very obvious.

On the Sabbath, all the citizens belonging to the nightmare city put down their work and went home early to sleep. Only the players belonging to the screaming feast will walk this night.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuo became excited, his eyes seemed to be on fire——

This is a war, a war launched by game NPCs against players!

Chapter 269 Jack the Ripper

During Zhou Zhuo's rounds of torture with the three big dog legs, the butcher could be said to know everything he could say, and he was very cooperative, and he was short of joining their team with a green ID on his head.

During this process, the bus keeps moving forward without passing a stop, and it will stop for 15 seconds regardless of whether there are people or people, waiting for passengers.

During this period of time, Zhou Zhuo was also distracted to observe the scene outside the window. Sometimes he could see passing players on the road, and the other party also noticed them, but there was no conflict between the two sides, probably because of a rule in the Sabbath event introduction—— — Do not trespass into closed system buildings.

On the way, I also met some eerie people waiting for the bus, or ghosts with scary shapes. Usually, these passengers would probably get on the bus without hesitation, but today is different from the past. There are already a group of people on the bus. After a brief hesitation, they did not choose to get on the bus, but continued to wait on the platform for the next bus.

Of course, there are also some passengers with eccentric personalities who don’t care about these things. They got on the bus anyway, and just sat down in a relatively remote seat. So far, the bus has passed nine stops, and there are only three more passengers on the bus. The child's long-haired woman, a middle-aged businessman who looks very rich, and a dusty old lady.

What attracted Zhou Zhuo's attention the most was the old lady. She was wearing a lavender gown, a cloak with a snake-shaped family crest on her shoulders, tied casually with red silk thread, and her boots were quite retro. Signs of extensive wear on the sides.

A head of white hair was simply braided with a headband, and there seemed to be something hidden in the ends of the hair, which could barely be detected by the scarlet hunter.

She kept her eyes closed throughout, but her movements were sharp, not blind.

Because the presence of the other party was so eye-catching that Zhou Zhuo didn't speak for a while, this abnormality attracted the other party's attention, the old lady turned her head, did not open her eyes, but precisely found Zhou Zhuo sitting behind, looked where he is.

"Do you care about the old lady?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhuo also responded with a smile, "It is a traditional virtue in our country to take the initiative to help the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. As long as you need help, you can ask me."

The bus had already started, but the old lady was still standing there: "What if I want you to help me kill someone?"

"This is not within the scope of voluntary labor."

"so?"

"I have to pay more." Zhou Zhuo rubbed his fingers.

The old lady grinned and smiled silently, and quickly returned to her original cold look, and said straight to the point: "Unfortunately, I don't need help with this matter, your blood has a strong smell of medicine, are you a patient or a doctor? "

In Zhou Zhuo's heart, this old lady is terrible. Up to now, the only one who can smell information from the blood is the butterfly at the nightmare level. Could it be that the other party is also an equal existence, or does it only have some special ability in this respect?

"Doctor, I'm a doctor." Zhou Zhuo repeated instinctively, "But it's not the same as what you think."

"It doesn't matter. It's just a doctor. I need a bottle of medicine."

Zhou Zhuo really took out a bottle of high-end goods from the auction house, put it in his hand, and handed it over: "The money and the goods are due, and there is no credit."

The old lady stretched out her hand and hung it precisely ten centimeters above the medicine bottle: "The old lady has no money, can you kill someone to pay off the debt?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhuo agreed without hesitation, "A happy transaction."

"It's been a long time since I met a polite young man like you."

"I haven't met such a talkative old lady like you for a long time."

Zhou Zhuo still responded with a smile, but this kind of murderous smile made all the passengers in the car shudder.

The old lady took the medicine bottle, opened the lid, drank it without hesitation, then took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough her heart, liver and lungs out of her throat.

Basically, Mrs. Tu, who had explained all the information she knew, was paralyzed, thinking that Zhou Zhuo had poisoned the old woman's medicine, and wanted to escape immediately, but all escape routes were blocked by the two of them, and the rest The only option is to jump out of the window, not to mention whether the small window of the bus is enough for him to jump out, and there is a person next to him.

The butcher tried his best to squeeze into the seat, and Sun Cha was numb, and lowered his voice: "What are you doing?!"

"Brother, give up your seat, I owe you a favor." The butcher also whispered.

"No!"

Sun Cha is not stupid, knowing that Zhou Zhuo arranged himself here to occupy the "traffic arteries", how could he get out of the way?

The butcher was helpless for a while, and there was really nothing he could do, so he had to squeeze as far as possible towards Sun Cha. If something happened, he would be able to grab a human shield, which made Sun Cha disgusting enough, but the current atmosphere is not good for Zhou Zhuo to take the hammer , had to endure.

After a violent cough, the old lady put away the blood-stained handkerchief, but her complexion recovered a lot, and her blood color was barely there. It should be some way to spit out the blood in the internal organs.

"Good medicine." She praised.

"Wonderful praise." Zhou Zhuoyun replied calmly.

It’s not bragging, the main reason is that this medicine is really mediocre. Some doctors who have learned manufacturing skills mass-produced it. A bottle only costs 100 game coins. If it wasn’t for the lack of space in the backpack, Zhou Zhuo would have ordered [-] to [-] bottles to fight the enemy. Find out what is medicine king.

"Do me another favor." The old lady said again.

"I'm not good at killing people."

Zhou Zhuo refused first, so as not to get involved in more troublesome disputes. The trigger-type side mission in front of him was obviously not suitable for his position. Doctor Skull Crusher is a hunter, and it is difficult to complete the assassination task.

"You don't need to kill people. Next, a cripple will get in the car. Stop him for me. I can teach you something."

"what?"

Seeing that the task was simple and profitable, Zhou Zhuo immediately changed his mind. It would be ridiculous for people like them to save face.

"Some practical killing skills, I rarely trade such life-related things."

The old lady put on an attitude that rare things are more expensive, but Zhou Zhuo really liked this, so she agreed.

"Yes, but..."

"but?"

"But I don't need these, can I teach others?"

Zhou Zhuo kicked Sun Cha, just immersed in the pain of being squeezed by the butcher, he was kicked suddenly, almost didn't yell, but soon understood what Zhou Zhuo meant, and passed the kick, He kicked Guangou hard on the back of his chair.

"what???"

Guan Gou was at a loss, and didn't know why he was brought up, but it didn't look like a bad thing, and he was dumbfounded for a while.

"Just him." Zhou Zhuo said.

"Yes, as a commodity, it's the same whoever comes to learn the skills."

The old lady didn't open her eyes, but turned her head to look at where Guangou was, and raised her nose, as if she was tasting the other person's breath.

"This kid is pretty stupid, but sometimes being stupid is not a bad thing-is our deal established?"

"make a deal."

Zhou Zhuo closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and stopped talking, but the old lady waved to Guan Gou.

"Female junior holding gold bricks, brother, this must be the Swiss bank's vault, right? Cherish it!" Sun Cha was really sick and came back.

Although Gou Youku couldn't tell, but he also knew that Zhou Zhuo was feeding him a special transfer task about the thief, so he stood up obediently, glared at Sun Cha, and then came to the old lady sit down.

"My name is Xuehe." The old lady turned her head to look out of the window and said casually, "You can call me teacher, I like this name. You will follow me from now on, and when things are over, I will take you to a A special place to teach skills."

"is teacher."

Guan Gou nodded quickly, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't get the next sentence. He turned his head and saw that the killer old lady named Xue He had fallen asleep sitting on a chair, breathing evenly, and didn't even respond to touching her arm.

"What a weirdo."

Guan Gou looked at Zhou Zhuo for help, and got three fingers in response. Guan Gou nodded without hesitation, so Zhou Zhuo changed it to four fingers...

"Fuck you!"

Regarding Zhou Zhuo's act of sitting on the ground and raising prices, Guan Gou was about to get up to express his strong condemnation, but the old lady Xue He suddenly spoke up.

"Stop swearing and be respectful of people."