What Moos felt at this moment was like downloading passionate videos online.

Not only did I open a membership, I also stayed in front of the computer, waiting for hours without blinking.

Finally, I opened it and saw that it was the complete collection of the antenna baby.

I took off my pants and showed me this?

What to play?

Moos gritted his teeth.

When did Maoyan's temper become so good?

Has the endocrine change changed when changing body, causing this guy's temperament to change greatly?

No, if your temperament changes drastically, what is the murderous intent just now?

Or is Maoyan’s own will suppressed during the process of changing the body?

Countless conjectures appeared in Muss' mind.

Looking at the cat's eyes that silently tidied up the operating table, he slowly looked at his palm.

At this time, Moos had a very bold guess.

"You can't...can't attack me, right? Because I was brought by Janus himself?"

Musping raised his left hand and showed the engraved marks in the palm of his hand to the cat's eyes.

And he was very bold and walked forward a full twenty centimeters!

"…What's in your mind?"

Is it useless?

Moos was disappointed.

He thought the seal in his palm was something similar to a token.

What does it mean to see the seal?

But judging from the look of Maoyan's mental retarded eyes, it shouldn't be.

"I won't kill you, just because you're useful to Lord Janus."

Maoyan calmly packed up the surgical instruments: "After all, you have to rely on you to lead the hermit. I will not attack you until Lord Janus's game is over."

Muss obtained two information from this sentence.

A good news and a bad news.

The good news is that no matter how hard you commit suicide, Maoyan will not do anything to himself (temporary).

The bad news is that when the game in Maoyan ends, he may be worse than death.

Moos swallowed: "The end of the game means..."

Maoyan finished tidying up the surgical tools and put the storage bag on the cart: "You are just a bait, and the bait doesn't need to know the content of the game."

"But I can tell you clearly that the game will end at any time, maybe this month or next month, and the slowest time will not exceed one year."

The cat's eyes narrowed and showed a gentle smile: "Why don't we guess, can the hermit save you from me again this time?

As for the bet... let's use your life."

"If the hermit still doesn't appear after the game... I will cut you into 3,600 slices when you are awake.

And you will always ask how many slices you have cut so far. If you say it wrong once, add ten more pieces. Don't worry, I have a way to ensure that you will not die before the 3,600-plus slice is cut."

Maoyan said the most ruthless words with the gentlest expression.

Just listening to his description, Moos felt his skin ached.

This is the second time that Muss faces Maoyan's murderous intent directly.

He really couldn't figure it out. He just said the slaughterhouse. Is it as far as he can't die?

But at present, compared to the reason why Maoyan hates him.

Moose is more concerned about another issue.

That is how you should contact the hermit.

Because even though I knew why Maoyan resented him, Moos was not confident of persuading this lunatic to negotiate with him in a friendly manner, sit down and talk well.

Compared to the principle, Maoyan obviously prefers to use physics.

There is room for mediation with Janus when contacting the hermit.

If you can't get in touch, you're dead end.

Muss is not stupid, he knows how to choose.

But the problem is...

‘Brother Hermit, where are you!’

An unprecedented anxiety enveloped Moos's heart.

The shortest month is not more than one year.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy to find the hermit in such a short time.

If the hermit was really so easy to find, Yang Xingguo, Shi Hongfang and others would not have searched for more than five years without even seeing a ghost.

Run away like last time?

But this time the hunter is obviously not on the same level as the Maoyan Gang.

The people who chased him last time were just small minions from the Maoyan Gang and thugs who came for bounty.

And this time, the character of Maoyan started at the beginning.

Wang Youde was sent away by Mus himself.

Song Jie had just asked Wang Youde for relevant arrangements, but he asked him to deal with the witnesses.

Less than one day apart.

In such a short time, Wang Youde was so twitched.

Although Wang Youde is stupid, his brother is not stupid.

He didn't go to the residence Muss arranged for him at all, but rented a new house with a fake identity.

The killer took a plane and took a special car to Shuimu City. He couldn't find where Wang Youde was in the short time.

But in just under a day, Wang Youde was so till he was not.

Mus thought it was Song Jie at first, and he had no intention of letting Wang Youde go.

But from the moment Janus opened the portal, Muss immediately understood how Wang Youde died.

There is a god-scaping array like Janus, which has its own teleportation ability.

run?

Run away!

You can't run through the space teleportation even if you ride on a rocket!

Besides, they don’t have only teleportation capabilities.

Moos looked at his palm.

What do you know if this thing has special sensing or positioning functions?

If so, it is equivalent to the other party installing a teleportation beacon on his body, so he can open the door and come and take a walk around at any time.

Although Muss has zero understanding of things like weirdness, this does not prevent him from planning the worst.

‘Herdress, hermit, if I had known that you had such a big background, I would not have cooperated with you if I had beaten to death! This time you really hurt me.’

Moos felt sad.

He thought that the hermit was just an ordinary dangerous element with an extreme mind and a little violent one.

It's amazing to add an "lost memory related to the deep blood hatred, and after a while, I spent an ordinary life, but was finally awakened by what I saw and heard in the black area's amnesia buff.

Everyone is normal, everything is still under control.

But who knows...

Mus simulated the image of the hermit in his mind, and the other party directly raised the table and shouted: You're stupid. The super-powered template I used is not the Soldier King template!

‘I’m so stupid, really…’

Muss raised his eyes full of misery and regret: 'I only know that taking the ride-shaking of the Hermit will be hostile to the black zone, but I don't know that the power involved by the Hermit has exceeded the limits of humanity...'

Mrs. Mulin began to complain and feel sorry for herself.

He sat silently on the chair next to the operating table, like Gao Bin who had worked overtime for half a year.

If you fall to the cat's eyes alive, life is worse than death.
To be continued...