"This is Lin Guang's temporary residence in District 11. He has been touring District 11 recently..." Myron stuttered in reply.

"Who is Lin Guang?" Su Mingan asked.

"Lin Guang is the agent of the 'gods'. He is someone we cannot disobey. He can dispose of our life and death at will..." Myron said:

"He, he has a special hobby. He likes all people with black hair and gray eyes, no matter men, women, old people or children... There are not many such people, we... we finally found one today. So, I think

Exchange you for money..."

Su Mingan frowned.

...Is this Lin Guang an existence similar to the Pope? This world obviously looks like science fiction, but he actually believes in gods?

Science fiction and fantasy are mixed together. What kind of messy and weird world is this?

"What god are you talking about?" Su Mingan asked.

"No, I can't say it." Myron looked desperate: "If I say it, I will die, I will die!"

"I'll let you say it." Su Mingan's fingers moved down and came close to Mailon's thick neck. The extinguished black light had melted the surface of the skin.

Myron's originally sticky and wretched eyes showed extreme fear. He was struggling in his heart, and deep fear restrained his lips. He opened his mouth, but could not spit out a word.

"Click." Su Mingan's left hand came forward and crushed Myron's left metacarpal bone.

The strength of the Ming state is great, and it can play "squeezing fun" on human bones. It is as light as crushing dry noodles, and it is a bit addictive to pinch.

"Uh ah ah ah" screamed like a pig, and tears flowed from Myron's eyes. Seeing that Su Mingan's hand was still moving, he said desperately:

"The gods are the gods who rule over our world! Although they never show their faces, they can indirectly rule our world by cultivating 'agents' among humans. We must listen to the whispers in our ears. Anyone who disobeys the oracles

All will be executed."

Myron's words stopped abruptly.

Myron's strong body suddenly fell to the right, with strong despair and fear in his bulging eyes.

A silver-white bullet with patterns engraved with butterflies and lilies landed on the car from Myron's right temple with a "ding" sound. It wasn't until it hit the ground that blood flowed from Myron's temple.

This shot was so fast that even Su Mingan didn't feel that someone was taking aim.

Su Mingan looked to the left and saw a man holding a gun.

Through the broken car glass, Su Mingan saw the man. His face was expressionless and bloodless, like a dead man crawling out of a graveyard. His pale hair was filled with light magenta, like snow.

in vivid blood.

Su Mingan couldn't identify the gender of this white-haired man. His facial lines were extremely soft.

This man looks very similar to the man No. 6 in the night meeting, but his facial features are a little more youthful and soft.

The white-haired man moved his gun and pointed it at Su Mingan. His extremely indifferent eyes were like a transparent mirror that could reflect anything.

"Are you Lin Guang?" Su Mingan said.

He realized that this was the person Meron was extremely afraid of, the most powerful person in the world who could control everyone's life and death.

...This Lin Guang's strength is extremely terrifying. If Lin Guang had targeted him before, he might not have been able to dodge.

He won't... hit the camp boss again at the start, right?

Lin Guang didn't speak, but tilted his head slightly, as if he was observing the characteristics of Su Ming'an's black hair and gray eyes.

Su Mingan noticed that in this villa, some people were standing stupidly, as if they had lost their souls, some were sitting on swings, lowering their heads motionless, and some were locked in golden iron cages, their eyes dull.

, like a bird in captivity.

One thing they all have in common is black hair and gray eyes.

They looked silly, like exquisite dolls dressed in fine clothes.
Chapter completed!