Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The other workers in the queue were grateful for the boss' kindness and became even more devoted to his work.

But at this moment, Niklas was cursing madly in his heart:
"Damn it, why are you here to borrow money again? Do I look like a good person?"

"These bastards make me nervous every time they give me an advance, afraid that they won't pay me back. I really should secretly put a lot of castor beans in their food. No, maybe I should just make 'castor beans' into a daily dish."

"This way they will be poisoned and silenced, and won't come to me for advances anymore!"

Wu Heng was watching the boss from a distance. His inner thoughts and outward behavior were two completely different extremes.

A particle of white mist, invisible to the naked eye, floated in front of Niklas and silently merged into his soul.

Then Wu Heng felt Nicholas's thinking pattern.

To some extent, this Nicholas is a typical example of 'man is evil by nature' and is a born evil person!

But under the education of his parents and family, he learned to disguise.

He is always plotting all kinds of bad things on weekdays, but he disguises himself as a good person.

It didn't matter at all.

But this evil man is somewhat miserable. There is no place to carry out his evil thoughts. His life is ordinary and dull, and his living is average.

Even any criminals never came to him.

This resulted in him, a bad guy, pretending to be a good guy, and he pretended to be a good guy for his entire life without doing anything too bad.

I've been feeling so frustrated that I'm about to go crazy and become depressed.

However, it seems that he has been disguised as a good person and his true personality has been sealed, resulting in everyone now thinking that he is a good person. Even the gangsters don't bully him or play with him.

This is simply too much.

For him, perhaps the most refreshing thing is to, after playing the role of a good guy, imagine himself as a bad guy in his mind, killing the other person's entire family, etc.

This also led to him being grateful to those people and thinking they were worthless.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he is a real good man who does not seek repayment for any favors!
Wu Heng smiled. No wonder this guy was not chosen by the nightmare power and had his soul taken away. It seemed that he did not have the fear of evil people.

He walked up to Niklas and handed him the item in his hand.

No words.

Just by seeing it for the first time, Niklas knew in his heart that this was what he wanted.

"I want this!" He said it truthfully.

"A villain who has been kind all his life, how interesting!" Wu Heng laughed.

Niklas was not angry, but laughed instead. He even felt a sense of confidant, "Finally someone understands me."

"Want to see real evil?"

"I think!"

"Then it's yours, and you only have three days." Wu Heng suspended the item, which was condensed from 30 million evil souls, one third of which, in front of Niklas.

"Three days? That's enough!"

Nicholas was like a fish that had been thirsty all its life and suddenly saw a clear spring. He couldn't wait to catch it.

He wiped it with great care, then put it to his ear and listened.

He could hear the evil in it. It was definitely not a sound that would relax the soul, but rather a wail of pain, fear, and sin!
When he looked back again, Wu Heng had disappeared.

Dunedin, Scotland.

On the entire earth, on the other side of the earth corresponding to the city of Hamburg.

People on the street are walking leisurely in kilts, comfortable T-shirts, jeans, etc. Flowers are blooming and the sun is warm.

Next to the woods in Dunedin Central Park, a cute little boy was squatting on the ground, poking the ground with a wooden stick.

There are ants moving on the ground.

Every time he stabbed the ants with his stick, he could crush them into a paste. There was already a pile of sesame-sized paste next to it. This was his masterpiece.

"Hehehe, haha!" The little boy laughed happily.

This was his game. These little ants were so fragile that only if he listened carefully could he hear the subtle crackling sound when they were squeezed.

It's like beautiful musical notes.

In the flowers on the other side, a little girl was catching butterflies with a net. She had a pure and innocent smile on her face and approached the flowers carefully.

The net suddenly fell.

The upright little flowers were pressed to the ground, their petals shattered and their branches broken.

A colorful butterfly was in a net, above the tattered flowers, struggling frantically, but to no avail.

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The little girl's tender white hands kept squeezing the edge of the net, shrinking the butterfly's space until it was completely fixed, and then she pinched it out of the net.

The girl caught a butterfly and opened a picture book with a smile.

She placed the colorful butterfly, which was struggling and whose wings were covered with powder, in the middle of the book, slammed the book shut, and then put the book into the pink bear backpack.

The slightly bulging curve of the book showed that the girl had gained a lot, not just this one.

"Pure killing?"

Seeing this scene, Wu Heng walked forward and handed the second evil soul crystal to the little girl.

"Little sister, this thing is for you!"

The little girl carried it away and said in surprise: "Wow, what a beautiful gem. Thank you, uncle."

She took it happily.

The little boy next to her saw that the little girl had caught something, so he quickly dropped the stick in his hand, ran over, and looked at Wu Heng eagerly.

The look in his eyes says it all.

"Sorry, there's only one!"

After Wu Heng said this, he left. His body kept changing positions, and in his hand was the last crystal.

I have kindness and innocence. Of the three good virtues, only the last one is left.

Wu Heng came to a hospital.
A healthy, ruddy-faced old man was receiving a blood transfusion on the hospital bed. Seven young men were surrounding his bed, all of whom were somewhat similar to him.

"Dad, look at Old Eight. He doesn't care about your annual blood transfusion at all. We've been notified long ago, and now seven of us have donated blood, but he's the only one who hasn't come!" A man leaning against the bed said sarcastically.

This is their father. He is in very good health, but the reason for his health is that he needs a blood transfusion every year.

The reason for giving birth to so many children is to provide him with blood.

The annual complete blood transfusion makes him ten years younger than his peers. In his opinion, this is a matter of course.

It is the filial piety of children.

Although the blood transfusion kept his bone age exactly young, he still aged.

His wrinkled skin made him feel unbalanced, and he began to wonder if it was because the blood transfusion cycle was too long.

Then he turned his eyes greedily to the seven children beside his bed, especially the late eighth child. (End of this chapter)