Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 759 Ball Bag
"This place will soon be ruined. The boundaries have blurred with reality. If you want to leave, you can leave now.

Of course don't think that I'm afraid of you, I just have more important things to do later and want to save my magic energy.

But if you want to fight, I'm happy to play along."

Xia Shou looked at the red line under his feet.

The deadline for [Self-Destruction] is shown to be three hours. Although he has used up the opportunity to backtrack to Self-Destruction, the function of guiding the way is still in effect.

By looking at the shades and thickness of these red lines, Xia Shou could conclude that none of these people could fight against him.

Even though he couldn't even wear a mask and wasn't fully equipped, these guys couldn't pose any threat to him.

If he hadn't taken into account that Su Yue and Wei Yu were almost unable to move and that there were more important things to do, he might have taken some time to kill everyone here.

In addition, there was another reason why Xia Shou didn't want to start a war, that was he couldn't concentrate because Su Yue smelled so good, too good.

If the fragrance emanating from Su Yue before was as tempting as serving a plate of roast duck carefully cooked by a state banquet chef in front of someone who had been hungry for ten days.

The current Su Yue is no longer comparable to delicious food. It is a "tempting smell" that can inspire all kinds of beautiful imaginations.

Although Xia Shou can force himself to focus on the battle, this kind of forced self-discipline will still distract his attention. In high-intensity battles, such subtle influences may affect the final result.

Suddenly, Xia Shou felt a slight pain in his neck.

The next second, Xia Shou directly exchanged positions with someone in the crowd. The extraordinary person who exchanged positions with Xia Shou had a big hole on his neck at the moment the teleportation was completed.

Xia Shou, who suddenly entered the crowd, was like a drop of detergent falling into an oily stain, and the people around him dispersed instantly.

"Someone attacked me. I don't know who it is, but if it happens again, you will all die." Xia Shou said coldly, then walked to his original position with an expressionless face.

Some people started to withdraw immediately. These speculators gathered here and they all had their own thoughts. Everyone was calculating others and wanted to be the one who benefited from it, but now the risks and pros and cons have become very clear.

If we attack together, we may be able to destroy the witch's trump card, but how many people will die?
People with insight have already recognized that Xia Shou was using the ability of [No Injury].

If that’s the case, then what’s there to fight about?

Are you looking for death by staying here?

The group of people who retreated first seemed to have given a signal to others, and more people began to leave one after another.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, Li Mingzheng hesitated for a moment, glanced in the direction of Su Yue, and turned around to evacuate with the crowd.

Xia Shou appeared calm on the surface, but his eyes were already quickly searching for the key item that Ke Hen mentioned.

Golf bag, the most crucial painting is in that bag!

Xia Shou looked carefully at every person who left, but none of them had a golf bag, so he began to search among the corpses on the ground.

Finally, he found the golf bag!
Xia Shou stared at the golf bag, waiting for the people to leave, while being on guard against the remaining people and protecting Su Yue at the same time.

Li Mingzheng originally wanted to pick up the golf bag containing the paintings, but just before he was about to act, he suddenly noticed that Xia Shou had already set his eyes on the golf bag!
Li Mingzheng looked embarrassed. He slowed down his pace and looked carefully in the direction of the golf bag.

Do you want to get it?

Is he really looking at that bag?
In just a few seconds, Li Mingzheng experienced a fierce struggle between his conscience and his desires. In the end, he walked in the opposite direction and gave up on retrieving the golf bag. Anyway, the painting had been used and had become an ordinary painting. Even if someone saw the painting, they would not be able to guess the real truth. It should be fine if he left it alone, Li Mingzheng thought.

Finally, all the people had left. The moon in the sky was gradually fading, and even the sky began to brighten. The power of this realm was about to dissipate.

Xia Shou glanced at the golf bag, then quickly glanced at Su Yue and Su Weiyu, and asked, "Can you still hold on?"

"I just don't have the strength anymore. I'm afraid I can't fight for the time being." Su Yue replied softly and smiled gently at Xia Shou, as if to show that she was fine.

Su Weiyu lay on the grass and sighed, "I'll just lie down for a while."

"I'll take you back soon, but you have to wait for me for a few minutes." After saying that, Xia Shou ran to the dead body and picked up the golf bag.

The person carrying the golf bag was not actually a complete corpse, but a piece of human skin!
It seems that the kidnapper has escaped, Xia Shou thought.

Without thinking about all this, Xia Shou immediately unzipped his bag and took out the paper that was rolled into a tube and tied with a thin linen rope.

Xia Shou untied the rope and unfolded the painting in front of him.

The painting shows a child with white hair, about the same age as Huiyu.

Can’t be wrong!
This is the self-portrait imagined by Naganuma Jusaburo!

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When Bai He and Ke Hen returned to the Control Bureau, it was already very lively. When they walked into the Control Bureau, they heard a lot of laughter and the atmosphere was more relaxed than ever before.

"I won, I actually won!"

"I really didn't expect Minister Shangguan and Xia Shou to be able to defeat that monster. That guy is definitely EX-level. If we really want to determine the exact level, it must be level eight!"

"Isn't level eight too exaggerated? But there must be a level seven, and the abnormal level is not the most important. The key lies in the writer's performance. His ability is simply ridiculous!"

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you guys so excited about? It's not over yet, the sweep isn't finished yet, at least we can talk after the sweep is finished."

"I understand, but it's great that we're alive. The next raid shouldn't be a problem. The other branches are surrounding this place outside. Even if we can't handle the remaining free men, we should be able to negotiate a fixed-term sentence, so it's not an exception."

Everyone was chatting, and after the most difficult writer was eliminated, it also indicated that the peak of the disaster had passed, and the subsequent finishing and aftermath would not be more difficult than before.

Although many people died, many people are still excited about surviving the disaster.

Human beings are such animals that are easily optimistic. Even if they suffer the heaviest blow, as long as there is a little hope and a sign of improvement, they can raise their heads again.

Bai He walked through the crowd, asking around for the whereabouts of his colleagues and Hui Yu.

He still had something else to do. Although he didn't understand why Xia Shou asked him to do that, he could tell from his expression that this matter was very important.

"Xiao Bai? They're all alive, that's good."

A familiar voice came from the corner. Bai He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Mo Ying, with broken arms and legs, lying on a hospital bed in the corner of the command room.

(End of this chapter)