Qin Yun was suddenly a little nervous. In her perception, killing was still a very serious matter.

But Xia Ren didn't seem to take this seriously, and his tone was as relaxed as asking you whether to drink water.

In any aspect, the apostles and humans are not the same species. If we have to talk about them together, they only have similar appearances at best.

Liu Fusheng returned to Jupiter City two months ago. Although he stayed for a short time, only a few days, he didn't know how many people he killed during those days. Including Qin Yun, there were four people who died directly or indirectly because of him that Xia Ren had seen.

Xia Ren didn't believe that he could push the noisy child out the window even if he was taking a bus. He said that he had never killed anyone along the way to Jupiter City.

Of course, the purpose of his question was not to uphold justice for the victims. Not to mention whether he can beat Liu Fusheng now or not, even if he can beat him, he will not add trouble to such boring things.

"Killed, but you've ever asked what you did?"

Liu Fusheng replied casually.

Compared to the issue of murder, his current focus is more on his cousin who has only been five minutes from pregnancy to birth.

Xia Ren looked at the baby version of Lily in his arms and said, "The child is born, please find her some food."

His eyes were gentle, and his tone was full of longing and expectations for a better life in the future, and he was completely like a kind father.

Liu Fusheng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

But to say that, Xia Ren actually wanted to get some achievement points. Jupiter City is so big in total. None of the infected bodies around his home had escaped and were cleaned up by himself. It took too much time to go to a farther place to search slowly. It would be better to ask the walking pollutant spreader around him, which was much more efficient.

As it turns out, as long as you dare to think and do, even an apostle can become your tool.

Liu Fusheng thought for a moment: "If human corpses are needed, there is no need to be so troublesome..."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Xia Ren knew what he was thinking and interrupted: "Just take me to the place where you killed people, just leave the rest to me."

Liu Fusheng looked up at the time: "Now?"

Xia Ren did not give him too much time to think, and nodded and said, "Just now."

"That's OK."

Liu Fusheng agreed without thinking much.

"No further ado."

Xia Ren threw the baby version of Lily in his arms onto the sofa, picked up the key and prepared to go out.

His movements and postures were like throwing a pillow that could not cry or make a fuss, both light and heavy.

Liu Fusheng's eyes twitched, and his eyes followed the baby's arc in the air and fell onto the sofa.

After waiting for two seconds, my little cousin didn't cry. Looking at my aunt's appearance, she didn't seem to worry about any problems, and she didn't even plan to come over to coax her.

So, did they take care of their children before?

Liu Fusheng looked at the eldest cousin standing beside him and couldn't help but feel sympathy. At the same time, he had some understanding of her development as eight or nine years old in a month. In such a harsh living environment, if he didn't hurry up and grow faster, it would be difficult to have the chance to grow up.

...

...

"Have you finished your homework today?"

The mother, who was in her forties, walked into the house and looked at her teenage son who was still holding her mobile phone to watch videos. She ignored her words and shook her head.

"Operation……"

"I know, mom, I can write it when I have time, so you can go to bed."

Wang Xiaoming said impatiently without leaving his cell phone.

"Oh. Then go to bed early and don't stay up late. Your teacher called your dad and said you..."

"I understand! Mom, why are you so nagging?" Wang Xiaoming threw away his phone and glared.

With a sigh, the door closed.

Wang Xiaoming didn't care.

He is the only son in the family. He only has himself for his parents in his thirties. He loves him so much on weekdays, so he can do anything at home.

Just as he continued to watch the video with great enthusiasm, a message suddenly popped up on the notification bar of his mobile phone.

[The anchor you are following: Lao Liu, who has never forgotten his original intention, is broadcasting live, go and watch him~]

Wang Xiaoming clicked in without hesitation.

Lao Liu is the anchor he has been following for half a year. He usually posts some videos and is also considered a food anchor.

However, the reason why I followed Lao Liu at the beginning was because I watched the video of the other party eating dirt.

Wang Xiaoming was very interested at the time. He had seen all kinds of food anchors, but it was the first time he ate the dirt. He clicked on it with a curious attitude, but it took him half a year to see it.

However, he was not very interested in Lao Liu's other videos. His favorite video was the other party eating dirt, and he especially wanted Lao Liu to perform it in person again. This is the reason why he has been following Lao Liu for so long.

And watching Lao Liu's live broadcast will always have a sense of comfort that he can't even say. He will forget the unhappiness in the class, the pressure of exams, and the homework, as if he has been temporarily separated from reality, sitting in a high position, watching others play with monkeys.

Right, watching the show and being high-ranking, especially during the punishment stage when the two anchors PK, is his favorite thing to watch.

But today I clicked on the live broadcast room, but the situation was a little different from usual.

The background of the screen was a little dark. Lao Liu sat on the chair, and did not stick a piece of betel nut with a bandai stick on his forehead as usual. Instead, he wore a smiling mask, covering his entire face, tightly wrapped around his neck with a scarf, and a pair of black gloves on his hands, without any skin on his body.

The broadcast time was just two minutes long, and Lao Liu didn't say a word and adjusted the angle of the camera from time to time.

There are not many people in the live broadcast room, but they are already active than many new anchors.

Wang Xiaoming posted a barrage: There was no live broadcast yesterday. Could it be that he went to secretly eat dirt without hiding it?

After a start, other netizens also started talking about this topic:

It’s not sure, Lao Liu designated to miss the taste.

Send videos and videos. You haven’t eaten any more for half a year. If you don’t eat them, you will be cleared!

We were dove yesterday, can’t we beg for apologizing?

Behind the screen, Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw so many people talking about it along with his topic.

However, someone noticed his strange outfit and asked: Brother Six, why are you wearing this today?

Although it is the end of October, the temperature is not as cold as this. Now Lao Liu is wrapping himself tightly, just like he is about to spend the winter.

Only then did Wang Xiaoming focus on Lao Liu's outfit.

The lights are dim, and the picture is naturally not that detailed. In addition, the screen of the mobile phone is relatively small, so details cannot be seen in many places.

However, when Wang Xiaoming looked at the mask on Lao Liu's face, he felt a sense of uneasiness inexplicably.

Two small circular holes were opened in the eyes of the mask. The light angle was problematic. The circular hole was dark and dark, and nothing could be seen.

But Wang Xiaoming's consciousness seemed to fall into it and gradually lost his mind.

There were only those pairs of black round holes in his field of vision. The picture on the screen seemed to be twisted for a moment. He saw two lines of red blood flowing out of the round holes and sliding down to the mask's red lips, blending into one...

"Sorry, brothers, I came a little late today."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the speaker of the phone, and Wang Xiaoming's heartbeat accelerated, and he stared at the screen with wide eyes.

The mask is still the same mask, but blood is not flowing out of the two round holes, it is clean.

He doubted whether he was distracted and misread, but looking at the mask, he always felt that the smile had a strange evil that made people feel chill in his heart.
Chapter completed!