Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Moreover, in a sense, these hooligans have a lot of professional ethics—just like the young men in China.

Xu Fang only treated them to a meal, and these people regarded Xu Fang, whose face they couldn't even see clearly, as a brother they would risk their lives for, putting loyalty above all else and feeling obligated to help.

Even if Lin Jiaming discovers it, these people can simply say that their purpose is to steal money.

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Lin Jiaming walked down the street, exuding a cold and aloof aura that kept strangers at bay.

"Gah~~~~~~"

Strange noises came from the mental world, sounding like both mockery and screams, unbearably noisy.

But Lin Jiaming's expression didn't change at all, as if he had already gotten used to the voice—or rather, his body had adapted to it.

As for whether his soul was still his, even Lin Jiaming himself couldn't say for sure.

Lin Jiaming still remembers the warm, fishy smell of the blood splattered from that inspector, and the thrill of piercing his heart with one hand.

Having lived a life of following the rules, breaking through the taboo in one move—that feeling is thrilling and addictive.

Lin Jiaming recalled a joint operation where he captured a man in gray from the Black Court. Seeing the man's excitement and madness, he felt a pang of envy.

After Salang escaped the catastrophe in the ancient capital, he also felt a great sense of relief.

He idolized Salam, the villain he once despised and hoped to kill one day.

It wasn't just him; after the catastrophe in the ancient capital, countless imitators appeared all over the world, and countless cities suffered. The number of people who worshipped Salan was so great that they could stretch from the ancient capital to Paris.

Those young people who usually stay at home and suffer from the resentment of society, when they are alone, don't they also have the distorted thought that "Sarang is really awesome"?

Social experimenters have proven that laughter is contagious, and so is evil.

Those thugs in the Black Court who torture and harm people like animals might have had this thought when they were upset, and then acted impulsively in a fit of rage after something escalated it... They were just honest, hardworking people before.

If there were a button in front of you that, if pressed, would destroy the world, how many people do you think would be unable to resist smashing it?

Lin Jiaming was not a righteous person at heart; he was obsessive and insane.

Before, he at least had a parasitic plane to rely on and his own personal guards, but now he has none of that.

Before, he was at least willing but not daring, and he only harbored evil thoughts in his heart. But the Bo City blood disaster and the ancient capital catastrophe occurred one after another.

Before, he still had a sliver of humanity left, but after the Chongming Island incident, when faced with the invasion of the remaining dead Poison Mother, the parasitic creature that had been hiding in his body appeared and completely swallowed up that sliver of humanity.

All he wants now is to find Xu Fang and extract the same source power from him.

Then, he built his own vast criminal empire.

A nation even crazier than Salam!

Chapter 290 Chase and Counterattack, Trap!

Name: Xu Fang

Occupation: Assassin (temporary)

Attributes: Magic, Poison, Disguise, Trap

Current mission: Assassinate Lin Jiaming, the former leader of the Demon Slayer Squad and a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, who has defected.

PS: The mission can only succeed; failure will result in having to restart.

—If Xu Fang had a system, such a panel would definitely appear in front of him.

We shouldn't be afraid of any killer we encounter. We should face them with a smile. The best way to eliminate a killer is to become a killer and take them down!

Xu Fang also obtained some information about Lin Jiaming's strength.

He was already at a high level back then, and he still is at a high level now.

According to the Forbidden City Army's speculation, the parasitic creature attached to him must have absorbed his power in order to complete the initial attachment.

Back then, when Xu Fang first used the Purple Demon Cloud, he was also unconscious for several months.

Judging from the traces left on Chongming Island, Lin Jiaming's strength suddenly surged.

This likely indicates that Lin Jiaming's method of increasing his strength is to devour individuals of the same origin, which is probably also the reason he sought out Xu Fang.

"Boss, the suspected target has been identified, the location is..."

The broken cell phone he bought locally rang. Xu Fang glanced at the message on it, then casually squeezed it, and the phone turned into a cloud of pungent smoke that drifted away in the wind.

at the same time.

A hotel.

Lin Jiaming stood by the window, coldly looking down at the scene outside.

"If we swallow that kid, we can become super-level mages. How do you feel about that now?" Lin Jiaming's lips curled into a mocking smile.

His expression immediately turned cold: "Shut up."

"Why pretend to be a good person?"

Lin Jiaming continued, "Look at those ridiculous memories in your brain. How foolish it is to possess supreme power and yet want to protect those weak prey."

"I said shut up!"

"Didn't you have a good time when you killed someone last time? I didn't interfere at all, hehehehehe..."

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Lin Jiaming was like a schizophrenic psychopath, shouting several times in a row, but his other self seemed to be branded into his soul, and his struggles and resistance only became the other person's pleasure.

In his rage, his pupils gradually turned from black to red, and blood vessels spread out around his eyes like octopuses.

Boom boom boom!

A knock sounded on the door, and a nonchalant male voice asked, "Hey inside, wanna have lunch?"

Lin Jiaming frowned but remained silent.

To his surprise, the next second his door was opened from the outside, and several black men with dreadlocks walked in.

"Some people didn't even call out, they thought you were dead."

The black man grinned, revealing a set of crooked, yellow teeth.

"roll."

Lin Jiaming said calmly.

"You yellow-skinned monkey, how dare you talk to me like that? Do you know what I mean..." Before the black man could finish speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

I instinctively looked down and saw a hand pull out from my chest, clutching a steaming heart.

"what!!!"

The other Black men were stunned, their minds went blank, and they instinctively wanted to scream.

Lin Jiaming's gaze sharpened, and their voices abruptly ceased. They stood upright like atretic apes, their hands hanging down.

Their eyes were dazed, their brains were brutally invaded, and their information was casually browsed.

"Found you..."

Lin Jiaming gave a cold laugh and casually tossed the heart aside.

The only surviving Black man present was so frightened that he wet himself. The already strong body odor combined with this fishy smell made Lin Jiaming show a disgusted expression.

Da...da...da.

As the serial killer left, the black man collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. He tried to get up, but his legs were too weak to move and he had no strength left.

He remembered Xu Fang's warning, which told him that this was an extremely dangerous person and that he should never provoke him.

But he was too busy eating and drinking to take those words to heart.

In his mind, the most powerful person was no more than someone who would take an axe and chop people in the street, leaving blood everywhere, and still be able to come out the next day without changing his expression.

Lin Jiaming's violence was beyond his comprehension!

All he wants now is to leave, to be a law-abiding citizen, and even making up for his elementary school years isn't so hard to accept... Tsk!!

His body froze.

On his chest was a purplish-red scar, which gradually spread like wildfire.

He tried to scream, but no sound came out, until he became a smooth skeleton.

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Following the memories of the Black man, Lin Jiaming moved between buildings, almost becoming a purplish-red ghost.

Seabird Park.

Lin Jiaming stopped in his tracks, his cold gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

Swish!

He suddenly reached out, his arm stretching out in alarm, disappearing into the bushes.

When he pulled his hand back, he had a rabbit in his hand. The rabbit was not white, but had an eerie purple sheen.

Lin Jiaming opened his mouth wide and actually swallowed the rabbit whole.

"This taste..."

Lin Jiaming's smile was sinister and terrifying; the prey was more delicious than he had imagined.

"This could be a trap."

"So what if he is? He's just a kid."

After the two personalities finished their conversation, Lin Jiaming continued walking, completely ignoring Xu Fang.

In his opinion, what kind of trouble could a dish possibly cause...? Whew!

Lin Jiaming's foot suddenly gave way, and half of his body sank into the ground. The cold air quickly climbed up his right leg.

Ice cave?

Why did an ice cave suddenly appear in this perfectly good place?

Before he could even pull him out, a thick cloud of white mist appeared in front of him, enveloping him completely.