Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

In a remote valley in Shenzhou.

Hundreds of people worked day and night, and a delicate building has taken shape.

As mass-produced mechanical men, Ruhua and others are the ultimate beasts of burden who do not eat, drink or rest.

But humans are super inconvenient creatures, and they need a favorable environment to live comfortably and have fun...

In a comfortable wooden house for people to live in, the absolutely happy young man lying down is still in his daily life.

Lu Piao was lying on the sofa, looking at the huge LCD screen on the TV wall, with a bag of potato chips in his arms and a bottle of iced Cola bubbling with carbonated bubbles at hand.

Leisurely and with great relish, I watch the blockbuster movies that have just been released on video websites.

Old Ma leaned one hand on the workbench and pointed at his chin, sitting on a stool with his legs crossed, looking sideways at the straight-lying salted fish of the Lü family, and let out a deep and long sigh:

"Hey……"

Perhaps it was because of Lao Ma's long sigh that Lv Piao was disturbing his TV watching, and he said idly:

"A young man is sighing and groaning. How shameless!"

Old Ma didn't want to think deeply about Lu Piao's logic. The other party's sarcastic words went in one ear and out the other ear like smoke passing by his ears, and he advised earnestly:

"Brother Lu, Gong Qing has been arrested, but I would say Gong Qing has the best luck. Xia He and Lu Liang who are still at large are the unlucky ones.

The company has decided to kill him. Isn't Xia He your friend? Isn't Lu Liang your relative? Aren't you worried about them?"

Lao Ma felt that he had found something for Lu Piao to do, so he should have some sense of urgency and take action to make some changes, right?

However, I was still too naive. Lying down is not a behavior, but a mentality.

Even though the situation is critical, this guy still goes his own way and maintains his previous pace of life without any rush.

Lu Piao said helplessly:

"We have known each other for quite some time, Lao Ma, don't you realize that I am a piece of crap?

Even AI-hosted Ruhua can beat a hundred of me, what can I do? I can do nothing! "

The other party's shameless look made Lao Ma unable to help but sneer:

"Don't you still have the Soul Transfer Technique?"

Lu Piao lazily reached for the cup on the coffee table in front of the sofa, poured himself half a cup of Coke, gulped it down, and then said weakly:

"Old Ma, aren't you the most uninhibited and freedom-loving person who hates controlling and dominating others?

When Xia He and Xiao Liangzi were kicked out of the circle, I was able to let the company's group of slaves and the strange people who were transferred from Shenzhou to the expedition team experience what it means to be possessed by a ghost.

But this is too despicable. I also have principles and I won’t do that unless it is absolutely necessary.

Only with peace can there be happiness and only with peace can there be joy. Do you think I don’t want the world to be peaceful? I don’t have that ability, you know!

Ma Xianhong couldn't figure out whether Lu Piao was really helpless or just continuing to play badly.

In short, it seems impossible to expect this guy to consciously work hard and be positive. Old Ma had no choice but to use his last trump card:

"You can't help it, I have it!"

"Ah?" Lu Piao stood up and looked at Lao Ma, and said with great energy: "What do you have? Are you going on a long journey to clean up the mess in Europe for me?

Oh, Lao Ma, you are so kind, thank you! You must be careful when you go abroad. Although you have become a master now, foreigners are more eager to kill you. "

Ma Xianhong chuckled:

"You wish! By the way, aren't you curious about what I got from Senior Lu Feng in Penglai?"

Lu Piao was stunned for a moment. Old Ma's reminder reminded him that the Supreme Spirit would give a perfect gift to a fellow Taoist...

But where is my gift?

Not only did Qiongqi's second brother force the job on him, he also didn't even give him the best benefit.

This is so unfair!

While thinking about what he should ask Qiongqi for, Lu Piao asked expectantly:

"What did you get from Xiaoli?"

Just as Lao Ma was about to reveal the mystery, he noticed that Lu Piao suddenly became lost.

Because he sadly discovered that Qiongqi had nothing good to give him, so was he supposed to just ask for toys?

It's not that it's impossible, but it would be too embarrassing. After all, the supreme spirits regard themselves as the creators.

I asked my son for a toy. Even if Lu Piao had a thick skin, he would never do such a ridiculous thing...

Old Ma did not dwell on Lu Piao's change of heart, and stood up and greeted him:

"Brother Lu, please follow me."

……

On the outskirts of London, there is no human habitation within a five-kilometer radius, but there is a special church standing on the hillside.

Feng Baobao took out her cell phone, compared it with the photos on the phone, confirmed that the church in front of her was the same as the one in the photo, nodded, and was about to walk in.

Zhang Chulan quickly reached out and grabbed Feng Baobao's shoulder to stop her reckless behavior:

"Sister Baoer, take it easy. This is the hideout of [Dark Tribute]. We estimate that there are more than 20 black magicians hiding here. Let's go in quietly, and don't shoot!"

After the young man finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the 27 elite employees of Nadutong who had been in disguise and the elite disciples sent by the Shenzhou sect surrounded him...

……

France, the romantic city of Paris.

In several abandoned buildings and factories, a gangster with a nose ring, earrings, tattoos all over his body, and dressed in hip-hop style rushed into the building at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Xiao Zizai, dressed in ordinary clothes of shirt and trousers, stopped in front of the building, adjusted his glasses, looked at the completely unfamiliar buildings, a happy smile appeared on his face, and he walked in without hesitation.

In the dim abandoned building, a figure suddenly pounced down from above, and chopped down at Xiao Zizai's neck with a machete in his hand!

clang!

The machete landed on Xiao Zizai's neck, but there was no blood splattering, instead there was a sound of metal clashing.

The neck that had come into contact with the sharp blade seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, shining with a hard metallic luster.

Before the attacker landed, Xiao Ziyi had already landed a heavy palm on his lower abdomen, sending him flying and smashing a wall.

Xiao Zizai walked towards the attacker calmly, his eyes glowing bloodthirsty red. His slightly trembling hands and the uncontrollable upturned corners of his mouth revealed his uncontrollable perversion and excitement.

However, when the smoke cleared, a burly figure was already squatting in front of the voiceless hip-hop superhero.

"Luckily he's still alive."

Hei Guaner checked the injuries of this foreign alien. Although all his ribs were shattered, the broken bones did not pierce his heart.

The red light in Xiao Zizai's eyes faded away, he turned his head away in disappointment, and said unhappily:

"The two-person operation was superfluous and a complete waste of manpower."

Black Tube looked at the ultimate killer in front of him with a headache, rubbed his messy hair and said:

"I don't want to team up with a pervert like you, but the higher-ups gave me the order to keep an eye on you.

But to be honest, after all, it is on someone else's territory. Even if the target is weak, there is a possibility of failure.

It will be safer if we act together, you in the know and I in the dark."

Chapter 240 Is 1V4 OK?

Xiao Zizai didn't have much objection to this kind of treatment which was almost like surveillance.

"Brother Xiao kills people like he eats food." This is a very appropriate, accurate and perfect metaphor.

For Xiao Zizai, killing his own kind is like eating for humans; it is a necessary requirement for survival.

Appetite is not just about filling hunger. People eat not only to fill their stomachs, but also to satisfy their taste buds.

Humans use a variety of tools, a variety of seasonings, and a variety of cooking methods and techniques to create a variety of delicious dishes with good color, aroma and taste.

Xiao Zizai's pursuit of killing is equivalent to people's pursuit of delicious food.

The "person" to be killed is the food ingredient, and the way of killing is the cooking method. Simply killing is the crudest cooking method, which can only relieve his hunger. This eating experience is very bad.

It must be the kind of killings by a serial killer in a thriller that challenges human imagination and acceptance, and also achieves the effect of "a variety of tricks, color, fragrance and taste", in order to make him feel real pleasure and satisfaction.

In this field that ordinary people cannot set foot in, Xiao Zizai is like a lonely gourmet, practicing the principle of "never tired of fine food, never tired of delicate meat".

However, I don’t know whether it is Brother Xiao’s great misfortune or his great fortune. This man has become so perverted, yet he has extremely correct views.

Xiao Zizai knew very well how wrong it was for him to have this little hobby that he couldn't give up, so he set a rule for himself to be a "bad guy".

That's why I joined the company as a temporary worker and got a stable source of food.

The more a person eats, the bigger his appetite will become. Similarly, Xiao Zizai will want more and more, and become more and more abnormal.

This "crazy foodie" would be happy if someone were watching over him to stop him from overeating.

……

Xiao Zizai looked at this colleague who was world-famous for taking a bath in public on stage. He skillfully treated the injuries of the "delicacy" and smacked his lips with great regret.

I didn't expect that this burly man in front of me not only has superb training skills, but also has such amazing stealth skills that even I can't detect his movements.

Clarinet was still squatting in the rubble, busying himself with the badly injured unfortunate fellow, and asked without turning his head:

"Why are you sighing, Lao Xiao?"

Xiao Zizai stared at the hip-hop alien who was breathing out faster than breathing in, and said with regret and annoyance:

"I smell the scent of a fellow creature from this person. He must have killed many people in the past... If I had known earlier, I would not have been so greedy. I would have used that palm strike more forcefully to kill him directly."

"Oh?" After stabilizing the injury of the person who fell to the ground in front of him, Hei Guan'er clapped his hands and stood up. He tilted his head and glanced at Xiao Zizai with his distinctive eyes hidden under his messy bangs.

"How to say?"

Clarinet is a straight man who never gossips, but he is very curious about his companion's psychology. After all, this European mission is bound to him, and since they are going to maintain cooperation for a long time, it is necessary to understand him.

Xiao Zizai turned his eyes away from the "delicacy". He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself if he continued to look at it:

“Ingredients of this grade are extremely delicious even when made into sashimi.

I shouldn't have held back on the idea that I'd processed the ingredients carefully, and ended up with nothing to eat."