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Author: Sweet and Sour Tentacle Monster

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Zuo Cang's consciousness was hazy, his brain felt as if it was filled with lead and it was as if someone with thousands of mouths and throats was constantly roaring.

Whispers from the warp are confusing.

He can no longer think about anything correctly and rationally.

Instinctive impulses took over.

The filthy heart beats rapidly.

Until, a bright beam of light shot into the endless darkness, and Zuo Cang saw his scarred sister lying on the ground. Her eyes were closed, and there was blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. She was obviously seriously injured.

But he was gradually getting closer to her. The strong impulse brought Zuo Cang's spirit to the verge of collapse. He wanted to stop himself but was still unable to do anything.

Zuo Cang already knew that he had lost control and allowed the black sun to return to reality.

Evil thoughts, malice.

Wandering in the heart of the dark sun.

"stop……"

Zuo Cang could only roar with all his strength, but even with all his strength, he could not stop Hei Ri from raising his palm.

The palm of the hand is getting closer and closer to Zuo Yue.

"I said! I told you to stop!"

Zuo Cang roared angrily and raised his left hand with all his strength. His left hand turned into a sharp claw, regardless of his body's instinctive reaction.

It penetrated hard into his abdomen until it protruded from his back.

Pull harder.

Dark green organ fragments gurgled out of the body along with blood.

With a plop.

The black sun cursed beast shrouded in black mist knelt on the ground. It never thought that it wanted to kill itself.

They would rather harm themselves than drive themselves away, and even have the intention of dying together.

When the black fog dissipates, the black sun rises to the sky again, and the black sun returns to its human appearance.

Zuo Cang, who had a big hole in his stomach, was lying in a pool of blood. He raised his blood-stained left hand and smiled helplessly: "This kind of stabbing in a family tradition really hurts..."

Fortunately, Black Sun didn't get what he wanted.

However, this price is a bit too high.

Originally, Zuo Cang wanted to stand up as much as possible, carry Zuo Yue and the other injured magical girls back to the car, and take them to the hospital.

However, Zuo Cang no longer had any strength left.

"Strange... why can't I stand up..."

His whole body was paralyzed, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the world in front of Zuo Cang became blurry.

He knew he might have to take a nap...

Before losing consciousness, he vaguely heard someone calling him and someone running in front of him.

"A wounded person is found here! Quick! Stretcher! Ambulance!"

"Hello!? What's wrong with you?"

The world is dark.

By the time Zuo Cang suddenly woke up, it was already past one o'clock in the night.

He sat up from the bed, looked at the date and time, and after confirming that he had only slept for a few hours, Zuo Cang let out a long sigh of relief.

He quickly took off the clean hospital clothes on his body. The wound on his abdomen had completely healed, leaving no wounds. He gently pulled it out with his fingers, and his skin was smooth and smooth, as pink and tender as a teenage girl's face.

No signs of injury were visible.

Zuo Cang knew that it was normal for this kind of thing to happen to his body.

However, when other people saw it, it was difficult to explain how an ordinary person with his stomach stabbed could be able to jump around so quickly.

So Zuo Cang has always avoided getting himself injured, let alone bleeding.

Fortunately, Hongfeng provided a cover for Zuo Cang and did not announce Zuo Cang's injury to the public. He kept Zuo Cang alone in the ward to recover.

Waiting for Zuo Cang to wake up, he heard the movement in the room. Hong Feng, who was guarding outside, pushed the door open and entered. She yawned and looked very sleepy.

After coming in, he didn't say anything to anyone else.

Just asking: "The black sun comes out again?"

Sitting on the hospital bed, Zuo Cang was silent and clenched the quilt covering his legs. The emotions in his heart could not be calmed. Of course, he knew what it meant to lose control.

"Still can't control it?"

Hongfeng asked again: "Is there no way?"

"I still don't even know what Black Sun is, how can I control it?"

Zuo Cang smiled bitterly: "Even the name Black Ri was given by the old men from the Magic Control Bureau."

"Then find a way to prevent it from coming out again. Let's first talk about what happened in Zhushan Park. Who did you meet?"

Thinking of the tragic situation in Zhushan Park reported by his subordinates, Hongfeng was filled with fear. If Zuo Cang was really completely out of control, how could humans stop an SSS-level ultimate cursed beast?

Although humans do not understand the existence of Black Sun, based on existing clues, they still classify Black Sun as a cursed beast, a transcendent cursed beast that is rare in the world.

The reason is unknown, the origin is unknown, and the identity is unknown. The only thing that can be determined is that Hei Ri and the magical girl Cang Yan have the same identity. They were both transformed from Zuo Cang. They seem to be two completely different extremes, one is controllable and the other

Uncontrollable.

There are extremely few people who know the existence of Black Sun, and Hongfeng is considered one of the parties involved in the Black Sun incident.

Therefore, Hongfeng can better understand how terrifying Hei Ri will be when he goes completely berserk. That kind of appearance is simply the natural enemy of all life.

Then the question comes one after another, what kind of enemy can force Black Sun out.

Although the magical girls Ming Yue and Qing Ning were both involved, they were both lying on the hospital bed due to their serious injuries and only woke up in a short while.

Now only Zuo Cang knows what happened at that time.

Under Hong Feng's questioning, Zuo Cang rubbed his head to reassemble the memory fragments.

A mysterious man wearing a dark hood.

"I saw the mastermind behind the scenes, I seemed...as if..."

The memory of transforming into Black Sun was too vague. Zuo Cang frowned and thought hard.

"I seem to have seen what she looks like. She has blond hair and is a pretty beautiful woman, but it's just too vague and I can't remember the specific details at all."

"Woman? Blonde hair? Foreigner."

Hongfeng touched his chin and smiled coldly: "Interesting."

"It seems that we haven't gained anything this time. Next time the old man calls me, I will have something to report to him."

It was too late, and Hongfeng didn't want to disturb Zuo Cang's attention.

"Zuo Cang, please take a nap first. We'll talk about other things tomorrow. Recuperate in peace and don't leave any sequelae."

However, after Zuo Cang slept for a few hours, he only felt that he was energetic and not tired at all, but he also had too many worries in his heart.

He quickly called Hongfeng to stop.

"Don't go, don't go. I'm not sleepy. I still have something to ask you."

Who would have expected that Hongfeng rolled his eyes at Zuo Cang, lengthened his voice in a strange tone, and even used a dialect.

"Big pot? If you're not sleepy, I'm still sleepy. Do you know how troubled I am outside? I don't dare to sleep. The phone calls come one after another, and I need to deal with them. I still have to guard you, a street boy, at the door.

All in all, I’m going to go to bed first. If there’s anything else, I’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

"I have important information here."

Zuo Cang sat on the hospital bed, patted the bed board hard, and signaled Hongfeng to sit down and talk carefully.

Reluctantly, Hongfeng sat next to Zuo Cang. She wanted to hear what Zuo Cang had to say about earth-shattering events.

Zuo Cang bit his right thumb and recalled carefully, sorting out his words before speaking out his conclusion.

"I think the swan curse beast is good."

"ha?!!"

Who would have thought that Hongfeng would jump up with an exaggerated expression, as if he smelled the smell of snail noodles.

Zuo Cang's speech was entirely based on his defense.

She reached out and touched Zuo Cang's forehead. The temperature was not high, but even a little cold.
To be continued...