??Chapter 80: Chapter 68: The Killers This Ti Are of Poor Quality – Part 1
Chapter 80: Chapter 68: The Killers This Ti Are of Poor Quality – Part 1
Weakness…
This was an emptiness coming from the soul, in the less than a second just passed, all his strength had been drained away.
At this mont, Chen Xiao slumped against the wall, not wanting to move even a finger, his breathing so faint he could barely feel it. He exerted all his energy to barely keep his eyes open, not allowing himself to pass out.
Because the guy who called himself “Angel” was still in front of him, if he passed out now, who knows what might happen.
Suddenly, he saw the “Angel” sister approach him, smiling as she said, “The cost of this ability is quite significant, so don’t misuse it, otherwise, I’d really be upset if you died.”
She spoke in an adorable tone, then, it seed like she suddenly rembered sothing.
“Oh, right, try not to use this ability near devices that detect ‘strange things’, or else you might end up being locked up and used as a research subject. You wouldn’t like that feeling.”
She said, laughing, as if she had experienced it herself, then, she waved at Chen Xiao and softly said, “See you next ti.”
Gradually, the things in front of him started to blur, a hazy mist enveloped him, then slowly dispersed, and Chen Xiao saw the soft lighting, the slanted table, and the clean floor.
He had returned to his apartnt on Shell Street.
Another wave of dizziness hit, and Chen Xiao could no longer resist; everything went black, and he passed out.
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Like this, a long ti passed.
Chen Xiao slowly opened his eyes.
What woke him was hunger.
Inside his stomach, it felt like a fierce fire was burning, his stomach spasming and howling. The feeling had spread throughout his body, wave after wave, growing more and more turbulent, and Chen Xiao even felt his life was threatened.
“Ah… I can’t go on like this, I’m going to beco the first Foundation employee to starve to death at ho,” Chen Xiao thought.
“There’s really nothing to eat at ho, what a miscalculation, knocking on the neighbor’s door in the middle of the night claiming I’m starving has almost zero chance of getting food, but a good chance of getting beaten with a stick. It doesn’t look very late outside, the coffee shop downstairs should still be open, from here to there it’s 10 minutes, then counting the ti until I can eat, about… hey, hey, stop thinking about it or I really will starve to death.”
Chen Xiao stopped his wild thoughts; it was either the desire to survive or a last-ditch struggle, but sohow, he squeezed out a bit more strength, enough to stand up.
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At 10:30 at night, the streets were sparsely populated, insects struck the street lamps, making a “pattering” noise, and a few cars occasionally drove down the road.
Chen Xiao exhausted himself moving down to the apartnt building, the coffee shop owned by Boss Xiaoyu was not far ahead.
“Ah… it’s really good to be a single fat nerd with no girlfriend, so idle that he hasn’t closed the shop yet.”
He muttered in his mind as he moved forward.
But just then, out of the alley in front of him, unfortunately, a man suddenly rushed out.
“Huh?” Chen Xiao was startled for a mont and instinctively glanced over,
About 20 years old, well-built, obviously a regular at exercising, with sowhat ssy hair, dressed in plain clothes, not a student… At this mont, the other party looked panicked, breathing heavily as if he had just been frightened, what caught Chen Xiao’s attention was… his clothes were covered in bloodstains…
Upon seeing Chen Xiao, the man also visibly hesitated for a mont and followed Chen Xiao’s gaze to look down at the hem of his own clothes. Then, his face paled dramatically, he quickly glanced around, and seeing that no one else was around, a decisive glint flashed through his eyes.
“Hey, hey… Don’t tell , I’ve been unlucky enough lately, and all I wanted was to grab sothing to eat!” Chen Xiao, realizing what was about to happen, displayed an utterly miserable expression.
“Actually, I didn’t see anything…” Chen Xiao muttered as if talking to himself, seemingly without any expectation that the other person could hear him.
Right after that.
“Ugh… Alright then!” he grumbled reluctantly.
Because before he could finish his sentence, the man had already charged over and swung a punch, aiming directly at Chen Xiao’s head.
At that mont, Chen Xiao had trouble even standing, so he simply didn’t dodge, letting the punch hit him while thinking resignedly, “What’s happening… It feels like I’m passing out more and more frequently now.”
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The roaring sound of a washing machine spinning filled his ears
He opened his eyes again to find himself lying on the floor of a small, dim single bachelor’s apartnt, perated with the distinctive scent of a “single man’s room” mixed with a faint sll of blood, clothes thrown about haphazardly, mineral water bottles, instant noodles, and so indecipherable books and magazines piled on the floor. He heard heavy, rapid breathing from nearby, the person clearly in a state of intense anxiety and fear.
At the sa ti, what caught his eye was his own knees drawn together. He reflexively moved his limbs and realized his legs, ankles were bound… There wasn’t much friction, probably tape, and his wrists seed to be in contact with sothing hard, tal – without looking, Chen Xiao was certain he was handcuffed to sothing like a water pipe or radiator.
“Ah… What kind of crazy situation is this… I’ve actually been kidnapped…” Chen Xiao thought helplessly.
Right after that, he strained to move his head, following the breathing sounds and looking over to where there was a bed. By the window sat a man, the one who had knocked him out. Right now, he was sitting with his head down, fingers buried in his hair, and even without light, it was apparent his body was trembling continuously.
Once Chen Xiao had assessed his surroundings, without any particular emotion surfacing, all he wanted to do was to say sothing, so he weakly called out to the man who had kidnapped him by the bed.
“Hey… got anything to eat?”
Of course, the man, as if he hadn’t heard, didn’t respond at all.
Chen Xiao, observing the man’s trembling figure, said wearily.
“It’s just a murder, being scared won’t help at all, you could be doing sothing more useful with your ti.”
As he spoke, there was a hint of disdain in his voice.
Upon hearing this, the man suddenly stood up, angrily approached Chen Xiao, grabbed his collar, and roared with eyes filled with panic and bloodshot, “I damn well didn’t kill anyone!!!”
Chen Xiao, with a dead fish-eye, weakly replied, “Oh, got it, but you shouldn’t use the washing machine though, right? Once you open the lid, the sll of blood will definitely spread everywhere. Even if you cut up the clothes, mix them with toilet paper, burn them, and flush them down the drain or sothing.”
He said this while observing the other person’s gaping, incredulous expression, thinking to himself, “Ah… this generation of murderers really is incompetent.”
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