This time I chose Paladin

Nie Weiyang let out a silent breath, which turned into a light laugh.

"I'd like to meet them and talk to them," he said. "I'd appreciate any introductions."

Too busy to do it, I'm going to slide like crazy

Chapter 100 The road ahead is long and the guide is lost

"Eh?" Li Mingzhe uttered a sound. He had thought Nie Weiyang would keep him here and sort out some problems... or something like that.

But, well, this Night Heron Paladin never seemed to play by the rules.

Then, Nie Weiyang knocked on the window frame and whispered politely, "Please ask someone to ask the military to send people over to surround this place."

"Huh?!" Li Mingzhe widened his eyes.

No, there's someone outside?!

And what does "surround" mean? Isn't this a story about mystery, danger, secrecy, taking place under the cover of night, and involving evil sacrifice? Why did they fast-forward to the part where they're surrounding the place?

"If possible, please send two infantry fighting vehicles over here, and arrange for a few snipers." Nie Weiyang added, "I suspect they've been hiding for so long, they might have summoned something."

—No! There's really no need for such high pay!!! And why do you know so much about "Voice of Sacrifice"? And you seem so experienced in handling this kind of thing!

The two guards quickly left. Li Mingzhe looked at Nie Weiyang in a trance, and saw the latter turn back to the shadow of the room and took out a toolbox.

Li Mingzhe: “?”

Nie Weiyang took out a razor, cosmetics, a wig, fake skin, a card knife and other things from the toolbox, and began to make changes to his face skillfully, quickly and orderly.

Li Mingzhe was stunned.

This toolbox was clearly prepared before the apocalypse... Holy crap! Who would be tinkering with this in the 21st century?!

Besides, it was midnight in China when everyone traveled through time! Why did you bring this thing here? You slept with it, right?

"Big... Big Brother, what did you do before..." Li Mingzhe's tongue was straight, and after blurting out this question, he almost wanted to slap himself. Is this the question you should ask, Li Mingzhe?

"Ordinary people." Nie Weiyang said.

As he spoke, he expertly transformed himself. In just two minutes, his features had dramatically changed. Just five minutes later, the man sitting there had transformed from a handsome young man into a muscular middle-aged man.

Oh, the middle age is made-up, the physique is his own.

Li Mingzhe almost didn't dare to look at this scene. It was even more terrifying than the death threats he had received before. But Nie Weiyang hadn't yet retracted his words, "If you look away again, I'll kill you sooner." He could only try to keep his eyes clear, letting them rest on Nie Weiyang's collar.

Ordinary people? No one would believe that!

Normal makeup and beautification were fine, but now, disguising oneself as someone else in a short period of time? What ordinary person could possess such skill, to quickly become a force that frequently appeared in public notices after arriving in the new world, to have close connections with the authorities, and even to have the military cooperate in operations?

If there were such a person, he would hang himself on the wall right now. But now, the extremely terrifying question arises: What the hell is involved in this incident that would make such a person disguise himself to investigate? What the hell is that book they found?

Nie Weiyang knew that this boy was quite smart. He applied some stickers and quickly finished his makeup. He put on colored contact lenses and a wig with swift movements, then took out a pair of myopic glasses, thought for a moment, broke half of the lens, and put them on his face with a fake beard.

Now, he is a middle-aged man with a slightly ordinary appearance. His messy gray hair covers his eyes, and his gray-black beard mixed with white conceals all the bone details of the lower half of his face. His skin is a healthy wheat color, his hands are rough, and his vaguely visible eyebrows were added with a few strokes by Nie Weiyang, turning the handsome sword-like lines into a faint sense of decadence and melancholy.

Even the gentle eyes with drooping tails have been reshaped by the tape pulling the skin and flesh, and some wrinkles have been added at the corners of the eyes.

Nie Weiyang stood up and packed his things, taking off his armor and putting away his windbreaker, then changed into a set of ordinary cloth clothes.

His tall and straight body quickly 'collapsed', and in the blink of an eye, he lost all his energy and spirit. He looked like a middle-aged man who had suffered a huge blow. His profession was a melee type, and his abilities might not be very strong, but he was definitely serious and responsible - at least that was the case before he was hit.

As for the reason why he was so devastated that he lost all his energy and spirit?

In this world, a middle-aged person who suddenly encounters a major change can be destroyed by ten thousand reasons.

"I'm 'Lao Zhang,' an assassin who just lost his wife and child." Nie Weiyang... no, 'Lao Zhang' said, rubbing something on his exposed skin, filling in some of the skin color that might reveal his identity. "If it were you, how would you recognize me?"

By now, Li Mingzhe certainly knew what he was doing. Thinking about what was going to happen next and what would happen to his friends, he swallowed his saliva and became strangely excited.

What an interesting thing...!

"As long as we meet and exchange a few words, I will take the initiative to get to know you," he said, "because of 'material'."

"Source?"

"You look like you have a lot of stories to tell, Nie... Lao Zhang." Li Mingzhe grinned. "They will like you. They always like people with stories. Art should be mined from life. We don't have much experience ourselves, so we need to know other people's stories..."

"Oh." Old Zhang nodded. His expression was not as calm and peaceful as Nie Weiyang's. Instead, it was filled with depression, pain, self-loathing and world-weariness.

His voice gradually became low and hoarse. "I'm from Lang City. I've met the World Boss's second administrator and Nie Weiyang myself. I've even dealt with Nie Weiyang before. Are you interested?"

"I'm interested." Li Mingzhe answered subconsciously, then suddenly realized that something was wrong. He muttered something awkwardly: "I mean..."

"You would be interested enough to introduce me to your friends, right?" asked Lao Zhang.

"I do." Li Mingzhe murmured, "But... many people saw Nie Weiyang enter my room."

"He left." said Lao Zhang.

“No one saw…”

"Of course no one saw it, because among the five people around here staring at your window, three of them occasionally slacked off, and the remaining two were playing cards. No one thought Nie Weiyang was here for any serious business, and the window of opportunity they had for surveillance was shockingly long."

The way Old Zhang shook his head was completely different from Nie Weiyang's. He looked melancholy, sullen, and filled with disappointment, as if he was about to die. Most importantly, he was speechless at what he saw.

"What you said during the day hasn't spread because your voice wasn't loud. At most, three people heard it: the singing lady and one of the two soldiers. They weren't the kind of people who would spread the word," Old Zhang said. Otherwise, You Yan wouldn't have achieved such fame later on... No, she might not even have lived to see that day.

"...Nie Weiyang's arrival in Gushi is bigger news, and people don't have much energy to care about multiple things at once.

"Compared to believing Nie Weiyang was out to kill, they might be more inclined to believe he was just visiting because you didn't have the guts to tell him the truth, much less the guts to actively join forces with him. If he were a normal person, he wouldn't have found the answer so quickly.

"As for me, I made an appointment with you to come find you. An assassin certainly wouldn't let anyone easily discover his whereabouts. They didn't see me because they are too useless."

Lao Zhang's voice was dull.

Li Mingzhe whispered, "We can't hide it for long..."

"It won't take long, alas." Lao Zhang muttered in a low voice, "Let's go, you lead the way. By the way, if you are confident that you can escape me and the Gushi military, you can reveal my identity."

It won't be long before those people will be forced to confess everything with the barrel of a cannon pointed at their faces. What is happening now is just a trick of time and information gap.

Nie Weiyang... no, 'Lao Zhang', was just preparing to verify some speculations before killing someone.

……

The place of worship is a resident's room.

This place belongs to a family of three, so the space is not small, but when Lao Zhang followed Li Mingzhe in, there were already eight people inside.

These eight people included men, women, young and old, and a woman holding a child - the child was not considered "one" here because he could not actively participate in this matter.

They were either standing or sitting, talking in low voices. When Li Mingzhe brought people in, they all turned their heads and looked at the two of them.

"Hey, our famous musician with a lot of connections is here?"

A tall and thin man stood up, brushed his black, half-long hair with golden tips, and walked over casually: "You didn't bring Nie Weiyang with you, did you?"

He leaned over to look behind Li Mingzhe, as if he didn't see Lao Zhang.

"Isn't he here yet? It seems like he has nothing to do with you?" The man grinned and put his arm around Li Mingzhe's neck. "Let me guess... You want to use his influence to get rid of us, huh?"

"I..." Li Mingzhe's voice trembled slightly as the arm strangled his neck: "No...no."

This panic was genuine, because he was truly frightened by this man.

"Brother..." Li Mingzhe's voice trembled, "I really didn't..."

The long-haired man strangled Li Mingzhe and looked closely into his eyes, finding panic and pain in them with satisfaction.

Then he pushed Li Mingzhe hard and threw him to the ground.

"Alright, whether you're really dead or not, get out of here." The long-haired man said coldly, "You've been involved with someone like Nie Weiyang. I wouldn't dare take you in if you dared to stay. Get out within the next two days! By the way..."

He threw a knife.

"Cut off two of your own fingers and you can go back now."

"Brother!" Li Mingzhe's voice was sharp and trembling. "I'm a... I'm a performer!"

"Performer? Oh, so scary~ so precious~" The long-haired man pinched his throat and made a hypocritical sound - then suddenly lowered his voice: "Chop.

"Otherwise, we'll chop it for you."

Hearing this, men and women from all directions stood up and stared at Li Mingzhe.

Li Mingzhe was trembling all over. If he had imagined what was about to happen before he walked through the door, now he was filled with panic and confusion.

"Old Song, Sister Yan, Xiaoyu..." He muttered, glancing at the people around him.

"Old Song, Brother Song, have you forgotten how much I've helped you before? I lent you so much money on Earth, and I even kept watch for you a few days ago..."

The man called 'Old Song' looked at him indifferently, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"So?" Old Song asked back, "It was just a small favor, and now you want to use it to kidnap me? Does the money from before have anything to do with me now?"

Li Mingzhe's eyes widened: "This, this isn't... Sister Yan, Sister Yan!" His lips trembled as he turned around and tried to get closer to a beautiful woman: "When you opened the coffee shop, I was the one who contributed the most! I helped you build your store and even promoted it for you! Sister Yan! You can't just ignore me!"

Sister Yan looked away helplessly and waved her hand to tell him not to come closer.

"Xiao Li, you have to understand our difficulties.

"You know too much. If you don't leave something behind, it will be hard for us to rest assured."

"Would I betray you?! We've been together for so many years!" Li Mingzhe's voice broke as he roared, his voice tinged with tears: "What do you think of me?!"

"A dog." Old Zhang at the door said, "If it's good, feed it grain. If it's bad, give it meat."

These words... are really heartbreaking.

Li Mingzhe's nose felt sore and tears rolled down his cheeks. This time, he really cried.

Suspicion-LP

Taking the opportunity to promote songs ()

Chapter 101 But I want to say, people

Damn it. Is this necessary?

Is it necessary to chop off his fingers while hitting him in the heart?

Tears blurred his vision; Li Mingzhe was truly crying. He hadn't had many friends in his younger life, only a few in total, and now that he was being treated like this, he felt like he was being stabbed eight times in the middle of the night...

"Lao Zhang!" he roared, "Why are you joining them in making trouble?"