"Yaz, how could you do this? When did you become a transcendent?"

The old foreman's eyebrows drooped, and it was difficult to see his mood.

"Old man, when I blocked that knife for you, I walked around the gate of hell and suddenly figured out, what is revenge, what is resistance to oppression, how can my own life be important, how can I live a comfortable life?

"Now I am a transcendent person, and I have glory and wealth, endless sleeps with women, and endless money."

Yaz spat,

"Why do you guys still look like such cowards after ten years of work?

"Isn't it because what you are doing is unreasonable? I will get no benefits from following you, and you will die if you are not careful. Who the hell is going to help you?

"Since you don't want to die yourself, why not give it to me as a ladder to prosperity and wealth?"

When he said this, everyone around him looked a little ugly.

"That kid Ellen is really your dog. I persuaded him to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, but he actually didn't want to die.

"Tell him that he sent you false news. He actually had his hands and feet broken and crawled over to tell you the news. With all due respect, I have never seen such a stupid person."

He sneered and looked at He Ao, his red eyes staring at He Ao's calm cheek, "You started taking action when I took action. Did you guess it? How did you guess it?"

He knew that He Ao was very powerful, so he kept following He Ao. When he did it himself, He Ao had already taken steps, but he saw that He Ao was walking towards the middle-aged woman, and thought that he

Deceived He Ao.

As a result, He Ao turned around and appeared in front of him in an instant.

All this happened in a flash of lightning, the speed was too fast, and he didn't react for a moment. Now when he looked back, he realized that He Ao had noticed his movements from the beginning and was playing tricks on him.

But He Ao, who acted almost at the same time as him, most likely knew that he was the mole early on.

The old foreman guessed that he could still understand it, but He Ao, a newcomer on his first day, guessed that he couldn't understand it.

"Your acting skills are terrible."

He Ao shrugged, indifferent.

Yaz's face froze, and he suddenly pulled out another dagger from his waist, "I want to see if you are as powerful as the rumors say."

He Ao glanced at him, put his other hand on his waist, drew his sword, swung it, and sheathed it.

Everyone only saw the red sword light flashing across the sky, too fast to catch any shadow.

The young man Yaz's face froze, and he looked at He Ao in disbelief. His body was scratched from the side, split in two diagonally, and fell to the ground.

He Ao was actually a little confused.

If you want to 'try' his level, for a C-level person, he can still be more serious, but this guy's body is only a D-level assassin, and he really doesn't know who gave him the courage.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman was also rushed and suppressed by the people around her, struggling wildly.

He Ao looked up at her, activated his super memory, and used mental interference to shatter the purple shadow attached to her soul. Her body went limp and fell directly to the ground.

There is nothing wrong with this middle-aged woman, she is just controlled by some special ability.

"This guy died too easily."

Ivo came over, cursed and kicked the body on the ground.

The old foreman stood nearby, silent.

"He's not dead."

He Ao shook his head, squatted down, reached out and pinched Yaz's cheek. He pinched off a thick layer of mud-like substance, revealing the true appearance of the corpse. It was a man similar to Yaz's description.

This man looked stiff and must have been dead for some time.

He Ao rummaged through his body again and found a blood bag that had been drained cleanly.

Yaz probably killed an 'assassin' who looked similar to himself, took control of his body, and then found a disguise master to disguise the body into his own appearance.

That master of disguise must also be a transcendent person. He Ao has met a "make-up artist" who can roughly change other people's appearance before.

He had prepared that bag of blood a long time ago to verify his identity as a 'living person' at critical moments.

However, this kind of 'disguise' is not a complete change of appearance, so there are still flaws, which is why He Ao just felt something was wrong.

This flaw appears extremely obvious under Super Memory's observation.

There should be extraordinary abilities to manipulate corpses, and there are quite a few of them. The tombkeeper He Ao once met was able to manipulate corpses. The puppet crystal ball he obtained from the tombkeeper could even directly transform people into puppets.

Controlling a middle-aged woman's sudden madness should also be a kind of extraordinary ability, but I don't know if it comes from Yaz himself or some kind of extraordinary prop.uuReading www.uukanshu.com

However, this kind of manipulation is also easily discovered by super memory.

Of course, there is another possibility, that someone else took control of the body and pretended to be Yaz.

But He Ao prefers that the controller behind the scenes is Yaz himself. Without someone's memory, it would be difficult to pretend to be strange in front of acquaintances who get along day and night without being noticed.

He Ao has deep experience in this aspect.

And in front of a thoughtful person like the old foreman.

This situation was unexpected by everyone. Yaz became a supernatural being, and he was the kind of supernatural being who could control corpses and looked very evil.

In order to avoid being exposed and caught, he also killed other people as stand-ins.

Everyone was silent for a while.

"This person is not Yaz, so where is Yaz?"

Ivo asked the doubts in everyone's mind.

"That's probably the worst case scenario."

Heao sighed.

"Brother, please don't talk like that," Ivo scratched his head. "You make me feel like we are not from the same mother."

His words immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him, and the originally dull atmosphere was broken a lot.

The IQ gap between these two brothers does seem a bit big???

For a moment, a thought crossed everyone's mind.

"Maybe my mother had better food when she was pregnant with me," He Ao shrugged, "Brother, please give up, there are some things that we were never born with and will never have in the future."

"How do you talk to your brother?"

Ivo snorted and tried to pull He Ao's face again, but He Ao grabbed his hand.

The two brothers' fight made the originally depressing atmosphere a little more relaxed.
Chapter completed!