Old Chapters

Back in time a little, Fu Bin was carrying a backpack without even taking off the mask on his face. He was walking on the street at night in a panic. Now his mind is in a mess. After simply packing up some things, he ran out. Home, no destination, just want to get out of there.

No matter what the reason, he killed his own father with his own hands. The moral condemnation and the majesty of the law made him rush to escape from there, and went out of the city in a hurry. Then, when he was passing an alley, he was wearing a black mask. , Those **** **** actually laughed at him, which made all his memories of being bullied in the past come to the fore.

The black substance overflowed from his skin and wrapped it. The out-of-control consciousness only wanted to vent. The black planktonic algae floated around like black smoke. These black substances condensed into tentacles under Fu Bin's frantic consciousness. , grab a few thugs.

A De, who was on the phone, dropped his mobile phone not far away. Fu Bin rushed towards a gangster bound by black tentacles in pitch black, attacking his head mercilessly, while those bound by the tentacles of the planktonic People can only face the abuse of each other powerless.

Those planktonic algae formed different shapes according to Fu Bin's mind. At the same time, Fu Bin also endured the messy information from all planktonic algae and became more violent, holding a pitch-black long sword made of plankton. , The long sword kept flying plankton, as if a black flame was ignited. Under his physical fitness enhanced by plankton and shadow magic, a sword cut off Ade's foot, causing him to fall on the ground. on the ground.

At this time, Zheng Long's call came. After A De, who was lying on the ground, struggled to connect the phone, he only said a few words, and was stabbed to death by Fu Bin with a sword. He stepped on the phone with one foot. It returned to Fu Bin's body like black smoke, and his consciousness woke up again.

It's just that this time he didn't run away, but stood at the **** scene and cried while saying: "It's not my fault, it's their fault, they are the trash of society, I'm just cleaning up the trash, all this trash is damn, it's all right Cleaned up!"

Most people make excuses for themselves at the first moment of doing something wrong. They always like to make their behaviors correct. Fu Bin, who has killed two people because of his emotional out-of-control, also began to find excuses for himself at this time. excuse.

The reason why I killed my father was just because he was a scumbag, and the reason why I killed these **** was also because they were the **** of society. Fu Bin found an excuse to let his excesses have a For the "correct" reason, he gradually brainwashed himself, self-hypnotized himself, and installed himself as a righteous cleaner.

Thinking like this, Fu Bin wiped a handful of blood on the ground with the hand of the black planktonic algae, stopped his trembling body, and even wrote a few big characters on the wall with a morbid smile: Damn it!"

Because of this self-hypnosis, Fu Bin began to identify with his own behavior, and his confused and chaotic thinking became clear. First of all, although this place is relatively remote, the four people who died can't hide it, and he doesn't have that much. Time to clean up the scene.

The good news is that there is no surveillance on the way out of the house. It was in the middle of the night and no one was there, and he was wearing a mask. His clothes and backpacks were very ordinary. The material is wrapped, fingerprints and hair are not left behind, that is to say, as long as some of the backhands are cleaned up, then they will not be found.

There is also the scum at home. He drinks at home all year round, and occasionally goes out to either gamble or go to prostitutes. He has no neighbor relationship at all. Even if he does not see anyone for more than half a month, no one will worry. My righteous identity will not be exposed.

So Fu Bin went back the same way again. In order to mislead the monitoring, he also controlled the black material to raise a little higher under his feet and make his body a little fatter. Although this is inconsistent with the time of arrival, it will cause confusion, but it can also mislead some people.

Watching Fu Bin around him all the time, tremblingly, he returned to the unmonitored residential area where he lived. In fact, the monitoring of this kind of place has already been scrapped. There is no management property, so seeing no one, Fu Bin is extremely bold. returned to his "home".

Fu Bin looked at the house that was a little messy because he was carrying things, took a breath, and began to calm down and start cleaning up the house. When he finally opened the door of his room, he saw his father, no, the garbage was gone. fly.

In an instant, Fu Bin's cold sweat broke out. His first reaction was that the garbage was not dead, and then he reacted immediately. If the garbage was not dead, then because of his injury, he would have to call an ambulance. It's quiet here. Quiet, it doesn't look like there are traces of an ambulance coming.

So Fu Bin bit his lip and said calmly, "Come out, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com you hand over the mask to me, and help me pick up the trash, so you won't even dare to meet!"

"So? What do you want, Fu Bin?" The shadow assassin looked at the calm little boy in front of him with his scarlet eyes, walked out of a corner, and said in a cold voice.

"Sure enough, it's you, why did you give me the mask?" The black substance on Fu Bin's body surged, and he said viciously, his tone was full of worry and greed. Changes, from the panic at the beginning, to the self-proclaimed social garbage cleaner, the black mask supports all of this. He doesn't want to lose the mask, and now the original owner of the mask is here. , how did he not worry.

"You don't need to be nervous, that mask is yours!" The shadow assassin looked at the planktonic algae that changed with Fu Bin's mind, nodded and said, "Now you at least look like a host."

"The mask you are wearing is the mask of God, there are seven pieces in total, and my face is one of them." The shadow assassin said solemnly: "And each mask will bring different abilities to the host, and although I Also one of the hosts of the masks, but also the custodian of all the masks of the gods."

"Every once in a while, our custodians will send out masks and hand them over to the corresponding hosts. We don't care what the hosts do with them. On the contrary, we will help the mask hosts gain a firm foothold in the early stage."

"Our only requirement is that you continue to use the mask..." The shadow assassin said seriously.

"Is that so?" Fu Bin murmured, his ambition was also aroused, looking at the dark world outside the window, he smiled morbidly: "Then let me change this world, clean up the dregs of society, and become this God of justice of the world!"