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"Come in." The altar lowered his voice.

However, there was only a bang from the door, and there was no sound.

The altar frowned, and he reached for a hook and pulled out a short blade from his coat. Then, he carefully approached the door and looked out of the room through the cat's eyes.

Outside the door, I saw that the subordinate who sent him out was on the door and did not move. There is no shadow behind him.

Got it?

However, the owner felt a little bad in his heart. He quickly opened the door and tightened his muscles, ready to fight at any time.

When the door opened, the subordinate who had arrived at the door suddenly fell over to him.

The altar extended his hand and pulled it into the room.

He carefully observed the door again and determined that no one was found.

"What happened?" He looked at the subordinates in his hand and asked in earnest.

When the voice just fell, the altar owner only felt a sinking in his hand, and the subordinates in his hand twitched and fell softly on the ground.

The altar master immediately reached out and pressed on the wrist of the subordinate. The pulse has stopped beating, and the heart and blood have dissipated - completely dead? I didn’t even say a word!

He frowned and inspected the body of his subordinates.

There is no trace of scars on the subordinates. There are no traces of fighting with people. Only the mask on the face has blood.

The altar master carefully picked up the masked towel with a short blade and saw the blue face of the subordinate. The huge eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and there was stinking blood flowing out of the mouth.

The blood was mixed with stench, and when the altar accidentally smelled the smell, he suddenly felt his head dizzy.

"It's poison!"

The subordinates are poisoned and died, and this drug is extremely overbearing! Even in the blood of the subordinate's body, he turned blood into poison. Now, only the astringency of the subordinates' poisonous blood is highly toxic.

The altar owner hurriedly took the detoxification, and the operation of the gas to drive away the toxins in the body.

It’s just a secondary toxin. It’s so overbearing. How terrible is this poisonous itself?

"That Song Shuhang, it really is not a mortal."

Damn, what ‘Jiangnan University City One Freshman’, ‘just 18 years old boy’, ‘parents are alive, and others are gentle’ are all false news.

Especially the **** ‘waiting for gentleness’, how could a guy who is so poisonous might be a gentle person?

These information are used by the Song Shuhang camouflage identity, and it is certain that the other party... is in the red dust!

Look at his mama, why do you want to make it so realistic? It’s a dog.

"Oh, this poison can not be driven out!" The altar master gnawed his teeth, and the toxins in the body actually took root in his body and it was difficult to get rid of it. If you want to completely remove the toxins from the body, you may have to retreat.

But now he has no time.

This stupid subordinate, after poisoning, even came all the way here, pig-like teammates, this is leading the way to the opponent!

Maybe Song Shuhang has been chasing his subordinates to come here.

This place should not stay for a long time!

The altar master organizes his belongings as quickly as possible.

Before leaving, he sprinkled some corpse liquid on his own body and destroyed the dead.

After doing everything, the altar master covered his mouth and nose and jumped out of the hotel window. Under the cover of the night, he jumped away from the hotel.

After the plan has changed the body and the poisonous drive out, you have to think of other ways to contact the ‘Song predecessor’ and exchange it from his hands.

The night... is still very long.

In the night, some people are happy, some are distressed, some are sad... life is full!

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At 5 am on June 6th.

Song Shuhang opened his eyes and was full of energy.

After blinking, his brow suddenly wrinkled.

After quenching, his sense of smell is much sharper than that of ordinary people, and a faint **** smell is condensed in the air.

And the bedroom door turned on - in June, Song Shuhang and the other three roommates would never open the door to the bedroom when they were asleep. Because this season is the most arrogant period of mosquitoes, if you don't have the awareness of feeding mosquitoes, you won't go to sleep.

"Is it Tubo, are they coming back?" Song Shuhang guessed.

But looking up, I did not find the shadow of roommates.

Through the bedroom, it is faintly visible that the landing door of the rooftop is also open.

"Is it a thief?" Song Shuhang was in a tight heart. It was not the first time that a boy’s dormitory was met by a thief. Especially those who lived on the second floor were the floors that thieves liked to visit.

Not good, Song Shuhang turned and jumped up, he was too lack of vigilance! In his locker, there are twenty-one ‘tanned herbs’ Danfang herbs, which are hard to buy.

If these medicines are stolen, he must cry in the toilet.

When they were together, the eyes of Book Air were fixed on the ground - there was a blade with no handle. Sharp and unusual, with a cold light.

This is a thin knife with a sharp handle and no handle. It should be used between fingers or other tools. If you want to use such a blade, you need a certain skill. It can't be used by non-masters. This knife is definitely not used to cut fruit, this is the murderous blade of killing people.

Thieves, there is no need, no strength to use this kind of partial weapon.

Plus the **** smell in the air...the other party is not a thief!

Not for money, that is for life?

Who is the other party to kill?

Who else can be... There is only one person in the dormitory. Moreover, the three roommates are just ordinary college students, and it is unlikely that they will recruit killers to deal with them.

Killing the body.

For a moment, Song Shuhang carefully watched the liver and jumped several times.

He picked up the blade on the ground, and his mind was filled with thoughts, and his mind could not calm down.

When I remembered that I was sleeping like a pig yesterday, someone came over and wanted to give him a knife, and I was scared for a while. Although I don’t know why the other person didn’t kill him, he was on the line of life and death!

Even if he started building the foundation, he was still an ordinary college student two days ago. Suddenly someone is going to kill him. If he is as calm as a senior monk, there will be a ghost!

However, Song Shuhang only let himself confuse three breaths, then he murdered the "True My Meditations" and let himself be forced to calm down.

"Since I chose to become a monk, I was not afraid of death." Song Shuhang opened his eyes and his mind was more determined.

When he said this sentence and strengthened his consciousness as a monk, the "True My Meditations" was instigated and went one step further. The ‘true me’ in consciousness exudes an extraordinary and refined atmosphere. This is ‘true me’ to recognise yourself, no longer an ordinary person, but a monk!

When he opened his eyes again, Song Shuhang gently pressed his heart.

The heartbeat... is still somewhat quick, but not afraid.

This is a kind of deep out of the heart - pleasure!

The other party’s assassination, this may face the feeling of death, let him feel... very interesting!

Even if he is the one who was assassinated. However, this kind of thing that does not happen in the ordinary world student 'screenplay' really makes him feel entertained and happy.

At that moment, Song Shuhang had some doubts about whether he was wrong with a certain rib in his mind.

"If you really want to take my life, maybe... I can't get rid of the guy who collected my information at school the day before."

Song Shuhang thought, playing with the sessile blade between the fingers, the blade shuttled between his fingers, like a butterfly dancing.

When he learned from Zhuge Yuekou that someone was searching for his intelligence, he thought about the identity of the other party.

"The bad things outside the school can be ruled out. They are ordinary students, and they live under the legal society. It is impossible to ask the killer because of a little conflict. If the bad guys are so hanged, the world has long been unified. It is."

"In addition, it is unlikely that the followers behind the pharmacist will follow. Most of the people who follow the pharmacist are seeking pharmacists. Unless they are extreme guys, they will give birth to the idea of ​​kidnapping me to threaten the pharmacist. But this possibility too low."

"In addition to this... there is only the event of Yukoko." Song Shuhang pulled out the pendant and looked at the ‘Fengshi Ice Beads’ on it.

The ice beads are uploaded with a cool breath, which makes his head more flexible, quick-thinking, and wide-opened.

In the incident of Yurouzi, there was one thing that made Song Shuhang think about it now!