GBT Chapter 92

Chapter 82 (1)

Jiao Bai’s consciousness awoke, his body still being stitched and patched up on the operating table.

This time, his soul didn’t leave, nor could he feel any pain. He was communicating with the Little Assistant, who refused to reveal the situation outside, so he could only ask about other things. This question blew up in his face.

Last year, Jiao Bai wanted to change servers, and the Little Assistant said he needed points. At that time, his points were 0, and he had completely forgotten about it afterwards.

Now, Jiao Bai suddenly remembered and asked, only to find out that a player would receive one million points for each friend who joined the group. Four friends, four million points. He hadn’t used them all this time.

That Little Assistant was really something; he wouldn’t say anything unless asked!

Jiao Bai wanted to change to a smoother server but was told he didn’t have enough points…

Not enough?!!!

Jiao Bai was dumbfounded. Before this, he thought a server would cost somewhere between a few hundred thousand to a million points, leaving him with a lot to spare, unsure how to spend them.

Because he remembered the Little Assistant revealing that points could give players a comfortable and pleasant sensation when enduring whippings. However, after suffering mental whipping once, he resolved to avoid offending the Little Assistant’s glass heart as much as possible, never wanting to suffer that torment again.

So, he thought his remaining points were useless, a huge loss.

But now,

He didn’t even have enough points to buy a server.

That was four million points!

“Little Assistant, every single point is my hard-earned money, don’t you think you’re ripping me off?” Jiao Bai tried his best not to curse.

[Upon inspection, 3.72 million of player Jiao Bai’s four million points have been used to increase his life value.]

Jiao Bai was stunned: “Wait, when did that happen?”

[Continuously.]

Jiao Bai: “…Continuously meaning?”

[From the moment the player’s first friend joined the group, starting with 10,000 points.]

Jiao Bai: “…”

So, the reason he survived that whipping last year was because the points increased his life value.

Before completing the missions, he was relying on points to extend his life?

He was really earning his life in a sea of ​​dog blood. Swimming forward one meter allowed him to grasp a bit of life force.

Jiao Bai sighed: “Usually, only the protagonist gets abused physically and mentally, subjected to all kinds of torture, even if reduced to ashes, they still won’t die. I was wondering, during the whipping incident, the shipwreck incident, and now being locked in the small dark room, every time I should have been completely dead, but I didn’t die. Am I the protagonist in this butterfly effect I brought? Turns out my life value was being sustained by points. Life is valuable, four million is not enough to spend.”

The Little Assistant didn’t respond.

Jiao Bai’s consciousness began to blur: “When life value is increased, can it make me painless? Is there a package for that?”

The Little Assistant responded this time.

[Player, the world you are in has an early abuse setting, a collection of dog blood, this is the essence, the framework, and the structure. The experiences brought to you by the characters in this world cannot be painless, it’s not compatible.]

Jiao Bai wanted to say something but forgot: “Alright, alright, I get it.”

Okay, reasonable, no problem.

Anyway, once the mission is completed, his life force will be at full capacity, this body will be fine everywhere, and he will be fine everywhere too.

Jiao Bai’s consciousness completely disappeared.

“The Shen Corporation has changed hands.”

This was the first sentence Jiao Bai heard when his consciousness recovered. The voice was right next to him, seemingly talking to himself, the tone cold, familiar yet foreign.

The next second, two panels of manga appeared in his mind.

It turned out that the sentence “The Shen Corporation has changed hands” was a line from the original work, also spoken by Zhang Zhen.

Now, the original scene was playing out.

The two panels of manga showed the Shen family’s young head, a rising star in South City, attending a press conference.

In the manga, Shen Er An appeared before the cameras, his messy black short hair combed back, his school uniform replaced by a suit, and his sneakers replaced by custom leather shoes. From top to bottom, he exuded luxury. He raised a hand, his cufflinks reflecting a cold light.

The teenager was gone forever.

This was the second Shen Ji, too similar in appearance and temperament.

But not him.

Shen Er An and Shen Ji were completely opposite in two ways.

One: Shen Ji was promiscuous and affectionate, while Shen Er An was extremely obsessive.

Two: Shen Ji naturally ascended to his high position, his other brothers were all useless, not even worthy of being called rivals, and didn’t compete with him. They were very sensible, as long as they had money to spend, who needed power?

But Shen Er An conspired with outsiders to usurp the throne.

Shen Er An would lead the Shen Corporation further and stand higher.

The two panels of manga disappeared one by one.

The words “Broken Wings” appeared, lingered for a while, and then gradually became transparent.

Broken wings, breaking Li Jue’s wings, broken by Shen Er An.

Having come to this point, Jiao Bai couldn’t sit back in the audience anymore after seeing “Broken Wings” again.

Jiao Bai’s thoughts returned to him. His eyelids fluttered, wanting to open his eyes, but he felt it was very difficult. His internal organs were heavy with pain, and it was as if wind was leaking from everywhere. He laboriously inhaled a breath, but it dissipated.

Zhang Zhen was sitting by the bed, holding Jiao Bai’s hand that wasn’t receiving an IV drip, talking to himself: “Bai Bai, the front yard of the Lanmo Mansion is still empty. Third Brother said to wait for you to wake up and plant seeds. When are you going to wake up?”

“There are still many things I haven’t done. If you don’t wake up, I won’t be in the mood. Please wake up soon.” Zhang Zhen spoke incoherently, “The Shen Corporation is holding a press conference today, and there’s a banquet tonight. Almost all the celebrities in the country will attend, it’s a grand scale. When you wake up, I’ll show you the live broadcast.”

“My friend who is re-investigating your classmate Liang Dong’s case said that there has been great progress in the case. Liang Dong found Old Pan and forced out the mastermind behind the scenes, but even if he’s found, it’s useless, the law can’t punish him. Your classmate might take matters into his own hands, possibly at tonight’s banquet. When you wake up, advise him to wait, the timing isn’t right…”

Jiao Bai wanted to call Zhang Zhen, but his throat was very dry and painful. He slowly opened his eyes and found that he was wearing an oxygen mask and had many tubes inserted into his body.

What about Zhang Zhen?

Zhang Zhen stared blankly at him.

Jiao Bai sighed in his heart. People in TV manga could talk while wearing oxygen masks, but he tried and couldn’t, it was too exhausting.

He really wanted to take off the oxygen mask and breathe fresh air, it was so uncomfortable.

And it hurt, it hurt everywhere.

This was the feeling of being alive.

Jiao Bai slightly moved his lips, and puffs of white gas escaped from the oxygen mask, blurring his vision.

Zhang Zhen’s hand was gently held back, and tears suddenly streamed down his dry, red eyes.

After Jiao Bai finished writing, he lifted his eyelids. The person in front of him was wearing a blue hat, a mask, a medical gown, and foot covers. He looked much thinner, his brows furrowed in a silent cry.

The beauty had aged.

Jiao Bai was examined by a doctor Zhang Zhen called, and he fell asleep again. When he woke up again, the person in the ward was no longer Zhang Zhen, but Qi Yi Liao.

The old pervert had really become an old pervert. Not only had he aged, but he also exuded a sickly aura.

The golden-eyed big cat with snowy fur had turned into a blood cat again. The wound at its severed neck was fresh, the blood flowing. Its eyes were closed, and its bloody body rose and fell very weakly.

Jiao Bai thought, he was struggling, and Qi Yi Liao was struggling too.

Now that he had survived, Qi Yi Liao could also do it, right?

Qi Yi Liao leaned his upper body forward, his arms pressed against the edge of the bed, his fingers interlocked, his left thumb rubbing the tiger’s mouth of his right hand, and sighed softly: “Two months have passed.”

Jiao Bai opened his eyes in shock. Had he been lying down for so long!

“Xiao Bai,” Qi Yi Liao looked at him, a hoarse laugh escaping from his mask, “If you don’t wake up, A Zhen is going to break down.”

Jiao Bai glanced at the blood cat.

It was bleeding, weakly “meowing” at him.

Its golden eyes slightly opened, a glimmer of tears shining in them.

Then, a tear slid from its eye socket.

The cat was crying.

Jiao Bai frowned slightly. Why was it crying? Was it in pain, or what?

“You need to recover. I suggest you take a year off from school and return next year,” Qi Yi Liao said, smoothing out the wrinkles on the quilt.

Jiao Bai regained his senses. Seriously, he was prepared for you to process a leave of absence for me, why haven’t you done it yet?

“I’ve negotiated with the principal,” Qi Yi Liao said, “The procedures are for you to complete yourself, after all, this is your personal academic matter.”

Jiao Bai pursed his lips, Fine.

The curtains in the ward were drawn, the lights were on, and it was bright and quiet everywhere.

Jiao Bai’s eyelids drooped, but he forced them back up. He continued to look at Qi Yi Liao by the bed and the cat crying to him.

Qi Yi Liao asked, “Do you want to watch the Shen Corporation’s press conference live?”

Jiao Bai shook his head.

What was so good about watching that? It was nothing more than announcing the reason for the Shen Corporation’s former chairman’s resignation to the public. Everything the outside world knew was the part that the Shen family, led by the successor, wanted them to know.

“Then we won’t watch it.” Qi Yi Liao got up, “You rest, Uncle is leaving.”

Jiao Bai’s fingers moved, Don’t leave, there’s still something.

“Hmm?” Qi Yi Liao bent down.

Jiao Bai’s eyes turned downwards, and his head also tilted, his gaze falling on his hand.

Qi Yi Liao stretched his hand over.

The young man’s pale fingertips touched his bit by bit, Qi Yi Liao raised an eyebrow and turned his palm upwards.

Jiao Bai wrote two words in Qi Yi Liao’s palm: Liang, Close.

“I’ve heard Zhang Zhen mention the Liang family’s case,” Qi Yi Liao said, “I’ll have Zhang Zhen lock up the Liang family child and not let him go to tonight’s banquet.”

Jiao Bai was satisfied. It was convenient and easy to deal with smart people.

Thank you.

Jiao Bai wrote again.

Points could increase his life value, but it also required his will and external force.

From last year to this year, the three near-death experiences in the Xi Garden, the deep sea, and the unfinished township building, all involved the Qi family’s resources.

Qi Yi Liao frowned: “Just these two words?”

Jiao Bai: “…”

“You need to repay the kindness, Xiao Bai.” Qi Yi Liao closed his palm, leaving the young man’s fingertips in his palm.

Jiao Bai rolled his eyes. Repay, I’ll repay you when I’m better, I’m keeping a record of it, I won’t owe you. Except for the money for those four bottles of wine.

Jiao Bai huffed, the oxygen mask was covered in layers of white mist, and his chest rose and fell with difficulty. The countless tubes were maintaining his life.

“Buddha amulet…”

Jiao Bai hadn’t written the words yet, nor had he shouted, he just thought it in his heart, and a voice sounded above his head: “The Buddha amulet is in the study. The tracker has been replaced with a new one, and the rope has also been replaced. When you go back, put it on yourself.”

Good that it wasn’t lost. Jiao Bai closed his eyes.

The fingertips in Qi Yi Liao’s palm unconsciously curled up a few times, vaguely catching his index finger.

Half a month later, Jiao Bai took off the oxygen mask, could breathe normally, and could also speak for a while. When his energy and spirit improved a little, he began to check the progress of the mission.

After this check, good heavens, the activity level of the fifth friend had rushed to above 50.

“Little Assistant, such a joyous thing, why didn’t you remind me?!”

[Reminded, the player’s consciousness was asleep, no response.]

“It’s fine as long as it wasn’t delayed. You also know, my dog blood is one scoop after another, I can’t keep a close eye on the account updates at all times… Hahahaha, my good days are coming!”

Jiao Bai couldn’t help laughing loudly in his heart. He really didn’t think that the first of the remaining four friends to break 50 would be Cen Jingmo.

It was actually Cen Jingmo!!!

The little fat chinchilla in the melon field, he, self-attacked.

So cute.

Damn, if all the friends on the list were so well-behaved, that would be great.

Obviously impossible, he wouldn’t even dare to dream that.

Therefore, Cen Jingmo’s preparations to join the group, without Jiao Bai doing anything to him, seemed very refined and detached. His activity level didn’t generate anything else after passing 50, just interest.

This wasn’t strange, Cen Gongzi’s male second position came from curiosity.

A tyrannical young master who would later strike fear into the outside world, liked to eat the melons of his opponents, eating them with relish.

Cen Jingmo’s childhood treasures and memories were all “None”.

In the third section, “Youth Achievements”, there was a row of albums, all filled with Li Jue’s photos. He was eating in the villa where he lived with Shen Er An, drinking water, spacing out, cleaning, holding Shen Er An’s shirt with a infatuated face, sadly trimming the flower branches… Mostly taken secretly, with the feel of a private detective.

Besides the albums, there were also recordings.

At the beginning of each recording was Cen Jingmo’s laughter, he laughed heartily, joyfully, excitedly.

The end of the recording was the same words.

—I won another time to be with Little Li Jue from Shen Er An.

Jiao Bai sighed, when he was following the comic, he felt that Cen Jingmo loved Li Jue, loving Li Jue’s morbidly obsessive love for Shen Er An.

The first four friends who joined the group all had middle and old age, but Cen Jingmo didn’t, he died in his youth. So the last two sections were both “None”.

However,

Cen Jingmo’s world house had something the other four didn’t.

It was a small blackboard, decorated like a kindergarten bulletin board, with a strong childish touch, with a title in the middle.

—What I want to say to myself in the next life—

1: Meet Little Li Jue before Shen Er An, my lover. I think he and I are a meeting without calculation.

2: Don’t fight with Shen Er An, nothing is more important than Little Li Jue.

3: When the opportunity is given to me, I must immediately put down everything in the Cen family, put down power and glory, and take him away.

Just three points, all related to Li Jue.

It seemed that Cen Jingmo had fought with Shen Er An for so long, and finally realized it.

The small blackboard suddenly slid down, and a new board came out.

The board was in a question-and-answer format.

Q: Cen Jingmo, which do you choose, the next life or redoing this life?

A: I choose two.

The small blackboard disappeared, and the world house turned into a deep sea.

On the surface of the sea, there appeared a line of writing composed of water droplets, eight words—If life could be redone

A big wave came over, and everything was gone.

Jiao Bai’s expression was very calm when he saw this, he wasn’t an idiot. After Zhang Zhen’s last wish came out last time, he became suspicious and planned to wait until half of the people were in that situation before saying anything.

Now it was already half, it could be confirmed.

This was…

“Second loop,” Jiao Bai muttered to himself. Because he felt the signs in advance, he wasn’t excited now, nor did he want to curse, he calmly accepted… Like hell he accepted.

Except for Li Jue, who only looked forward to the next life when he was dying, the others had all restarted, right?

Going back in time, an old setting. As an old manga fan, Jiao Bai had seen that kind of manga, he understood the related rotten routines.

According to common practice, the last thought of the remaining three friends, Qi Yi Liao, Yu Ling, and Shen Er An, when they left this world would definitely be that.

Everyone didn’t have the memories of the first loop. Some people restarted their lives once, and had the butterfly effect brought by him, a variable, but still repeated the same mistakes, while some people could be reborn.

What about me?

No, it’s Wang Chu Qiu, no, it’s me, then what about me, was I summoned by someone in the second loop?

Jiao Bai self-denied, no, no, no, he was originally going to the twenty-person battlefield, but there was an error in the teleportation process that brought him to this world, bound to Wang Chu Qiu.

So, was I summoned by Wang Chu Qiu? Did he also want to redo it?

He felt like there was another possibility he had overlooked.

The way to describe this phenomenon in one sentence was: Cleverness can be ruined by its own ingenuity.

To put it in more common terms, this principle is called, the more you try to grasp, the more you will miss.

Jiao Bai had a headache, he looked at his blank avatar, and looked at it for a long time before looking away. Jiao Bai wouldn’t find the Little Assistant to inquire about the second loop, it was obvious he couldn’t find out anything.

Usually, for these types of level-breaking modes, as long as the player finished the instance, it was a big reveal. The Little Assistant would proactively tell him a lot.

Then let’s finish it.

There were only three friends left who hadn’t joined the group, it wasn’t worth worrying about.

Jiao Bai smacked his lips. The friends’ world houses were their endings in the original work, and the expectation at death was if life could be redone. This direction could actually be said to be very obvious.

Last year, when he saw that sentence in the world house of the first friend, he had a guess, but he told himself that he couldn’t be rash, look again, this year a second, a third, a fourth appeared, enough, enough.

“Second loop…” Jiao Bai thought of the endings of some people that hadn’t changed from the original work, or had changed very little. He wouldn’t feel sorry for them, he could only say that it was hard to change one’s nature, a dog can’t stop eating shit, serves them right.

Jiao Bai entered the Unforgettable for Life group and saw that Qi Zi Zhi’s avatar wasn’t white, he sneered.

The old dog secretly tested him with the “Qi Zhi Zhang being deceived and killed” incident, to see if he was sad or not.

When he was in the small dark room, he was out of it and didn’t check the account, otherwise he could have started a string of curses on the spot, in his heart. He didn’t have the strength to curse out loud.

Jiao Bai lay peacefully on the hospital bed. He asked the Little Assistant at what time his fifth friend broke the 50 level.

The Little Assistant said it was when his fifth friend learned that he had fallen from the building, and Shen Er An had rushed over.

Jiao Bai was speechless.

Okay then, Cen Jingmo didn’t need to be touched, but Cen Jingmo would come and touch him.

Because Cen Jingmo and Shen Er An were like natural enemies, fate destined them to face each other. Then he, as Shen Er An’s friend, could he be useless? No.

Let’s talk about it later.

By the time Cen Jingmo touched him, he should be able to take down Yu Ling’s activity level. Just like when he went through the small dark room, he took down Li Jue and Zhang Zhen’s activity levels.

The characters in this circle are always connected.

In the single ward, Jiao Bai didn’t even have anyone to chat with. He looked at all the cold instruments in his field of vision, and when his eyeballs were tired of turning, someone came to see him, someone he didn’t expect.

“My dear, I’m here again.” Jiang Yan appeared at the door of the ward, his red dress enchanting.

Jiao Bai was stunned: “Why are you still carrying a suitcase?”

“I’m here in West City for a performance.” Jiang Yan closed the door of the ward and came in, “A bar here hired my band for a month.”

Jiao Bai took the opportunity to ask: “Is the money good?”

“Super good.” Jiang Yan winked.

Jiao Bai tentatively believed him.

Jiang Yan put the silver suitcase aside, leaned against the railing of the hospital bed, stared at Jiao Bai for a moment, and sighed quietly: “The first time I saw you, you were wearing a respirator, tied to the hospital bed, with a stomach tube, a catheter, and so on inserted. Your whole head was swollen badly. I thought, who is this? Is this not my dear?

Recalling that scene, Jiang Yan was smiling, but his eyes were red. He pouted his red lips and complained, “The second time I came, you were unconscious and hit me.”

Jiao Bai couldn’t believe it, really? He had no impression at all.

“Absolutely true.” Jiang Yan’s lips turned down, “Zhang Zhen and Lord Qi didn’t tell you?”

Jiao Bai shook his head, not at all.

Jiang Yan stopped talking. However, Jiao Bai already knew that he was awake in the operating room, and later he recovered and heard Zhang Zhen talking. The part in the middle had no memory.

It seemed that he had been crazy during that period. The human body structure was truly a wonderful mystery.

“It’s all in the past.” Jiao Bai turned around and comforted Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan blamed himself for letting the cat out of the bag. He secretly tried to determine whether Jiao Bai was pretending to be strong, but after trying for a long time, he didn’t see any signs of pretense. Jiang Yan was both relieved and slightly complicated.

The reason why he was drawn to Jiao Bai was because they belonged to the same type of person. But his level was a little worse, and he would still look back a few times. Jiao Bai, however, always looked forward.

Jiang Yan recovered his usual unrestrained happiness. He pointed to a place and said that there used to be a lot of micro-infusion pumps, all medicine, he had never seen so many in his life.

Seeing Jiao Bai was distracted, Jiang Yan put his hand into the quilt and massaged his leg muscles, skillfully: “General anesthesia may affect memory, how do you feel?”

Jiao Bai grunted comfortably: “Very good.”

Jiang Yan looked at the scar on Jiao Bai’s forehead. He opened the zipper of his crossbody bag and pulled out a round blue bottle.

“Use this scar removal cream.” Jiang Yan put the cream on the cabinet and continued to massage his legs, “Although it’s not as expensive as the one the Qi family prepared for you, it works well.”

Jiang Yan smiled brightly: “Brother has personally experienced it.”

Jiao Bai thanked him.

I’m disfigured, Jiao Bai thought, it doesn’t matter, after completing the mission, all the diseases and scars on the body will be repaired.

Jiang Yan didn’t leave after a while. Qi Er conveyed Zhang Zhen’s instructions to him, hoping that he would accompany Jiao Bai more.

Even if Zhang Zhen didn’t order him, he would do it.

Jiao Bai chatted with Jiang Yan, listening to him mention Karen, saying that he was a very powerful person.

Jiao Bai wasn’t surprised by that point. In the dog-blood world, the doctor friends around the gong or shou were all immortals, omnipotent.

“Mainly handsome.” Jiang Yan tickled his feet, and the coquettishness ran out of his bones.

Jiao Bai’s mouth twitched: “Fallen for him?”

“He’s straight.” Jiang Yan shrugged, “It will be condemned by God to bend a straight man.”

Jiao Bai said: “Then don’t bend him?”

Jiang Yan winked at him: “Bend.”

Jiao Bai was convinced.

Jiang Yan pressed Jiao Bai’s legs for nearly half an hour, and he didn’t wash his hands. He directly took a bunch of seedless grapes from the fruit plate on the table, picked it up, and bit one into his mouth, looking up.

Jiao Bai wanted to roll his eyes. Even eating grapes was so coquettish. He suddenly noticed that Jiang Yan was looking at him, so he met the other’s gaze.

“Dear, aren’t you going to ask me something?” Jiang Yan hinted.

Jiao Bai’s lips twitched. Since you took the initiative to mention it, then I’ll cooperate.

“Before at your house, you told me that the situation would be reshuffled, and in the end, someone who had received my kindness would benefit. That person is Shen Er An,” Jiao Bai said, “You are Tan Jun’s man.”

Jiang Yan rolled the grapes with his bright red tongue, and one side of his cheek bulged. In this way, the hot and unrestrained style was less, and more childishness was added.

“You know a little bit about the situation, but because you signed a lot of agreements, you can’t tell me clearly,” Jiao Bai continued, “So you gave me a hint, wanting me to seek refuge with Shen Er An, the master of destiny.”

“Master of destiny?” Jiang Yan’s teeth broke the grape, and he swallowed it together with the skin without even chewing, “That’s a good description, accurate.”

Jiao Bai was silent, waiting for Jiang Yan to expand.

Next, Jiang Yan told his story. He originally sang with a band in a bar in North City. They sang whatever the customers asked for. He had a good voice and was a little famous. One day, Tan Jun found him.

Jiang Yan, someone who played in an underground band, knew about South Shen West Qi, intimate friends, big shots. When he heard that Tan Jun wanted him to go to the Qi family first, and then to the Shen family, he felt like he was listening to a heavenly book.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t confident, but the circles were too different.

Tan Jun was very confident. He told Jiang Yan that the Qi and Shen families were on good terms, but not intimate. More of a superficial high society game.

He came from being by the side of the Qi family’s person, so he would be different from Shen Ji’s other little lovers. It was like gilding himself in the Qi family, increasing his worth, and he would be valued by Shen Ji a lot.

Tan Jun took out one million. That money was a godsend for Jiang Yan at that time. He went to West City alone and was successfully discovered by the Qi family’s people, who took him to Lord Qi.

After that, he studied, earned money, and studied. Until Lord Qi went to South City to attend Shen Old Madam’s birthday banquet, he successfully seduced Shen Ji in the private room, and after a while, he went to South City.

Tan Jun wanted Jiang Yan to stay by Shen Ji’s side, to become the first among all his little lovers. He didn’t say to steal any confidential documents, just stay there first, and then decide depending on the situation.

Jiang Yan lived in Shangming Garden. Shen Ji was fascinated by his body. Almost every time he served him, it was all night long.

He was a donkey pulling a mill, one round after another. He could only rest if he pretended to be unconscious.

Jiang Yan thought that he would just stay there, but Jiao Bai came out halfway and took away the privileges Shen Ji placed on him, causing him to be kicked out of Shangming Garden.

Tan Jun was not only not angry at him for breaking the contract, but was also very happy, saying that he didn’t need him anymore.

When Jiang Yan said this, he gave Jiao Bai a meaningful look. Tan Jun wanted him to approach Shen Ji, just wanting him to be a disastrous monster, disrupting Shen Ji’s life with a little lover during work hours, and controlling the rhythm of his life just right.

It was best if he could gain Shen Ji’s exclusive favor, causing his little lovers to fight to the death, so that he couldn’t properly relieve his stress, his backyard would catch fire, he would be distracted and disturb his work.

Jiao Bai appeared, and took the route that he hadn’t taken yet. Although there were deviations, the goal was achieved. Tan Jun really didn’t need to use him anymore.

“That’s all.” Jiang Yan ate the last two small flat things on the bunch of grapes and spread his hands.

Jiao Bai tsked. Jiang Yan’s part was a hidden plot in the comic. Tan Jun was the one who died the worst in the entire comic, and also the most awesome supporting character.

The support wasn’t for Li Jue and Shen Er An’s love line, but for Shen Er An’s career line.

Jiao Bai looked at Jiang Yan out of the corner of his eye. He fell in love with Shen Ji in the later period. It was estimated that Qi Shuang had already done what Tan Jun wanted him to do before he did, so he didn’t need to act.

After Shen Ji was robbed of his position by his son, he was a useless person. Tan Jun didn’t need to guard against him anymore.

Jiang Yan didn’t move, and in the end, he was driven away by Shen Ji to make room for the official couple.

Shen Ji didn’t know until he died that the person who had been with him for more than ten years was taking two salaries, one was paid by him, and one was paid by someone else.

He was still thinking of keeping the person by his side to be a companion for his official couple.

Jiao Bai was too lazy to mock him.

Footsteps came from outside the ward, and the doctor came in for a checkup, mentioning Jiao Bai’s gunshot wound on his right arm, and told him to do it well when he did rehabilitation in a while, and it was still possible if he wanted to be a doctor in the future.

Jiao Bai self-comforted, it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay, after completing the mission, I’ll be a good man.

After the doctor left, the ward was very quiet. So quiet it was oppressive.

Jiang Yan looked at Jiao Bai’s injured arm, pursed his lips, and was rarely silent.

“I heard that Shen Ji was sent from South City to West City by Shen Er An, have you thought about how to get revenge?”

Jiao Bai remembered that the old thing was also in this city in the original work, hiding in the corner, struggling to survive, unwilling to give up, and still wanted to turn the tables, but didn’t until his death.

“I know a kind of medicine, if you feed it continuously for a period of time, it can turn a normal person into an idiot, who won’t think all day long, just knowing how to eat, drink, and shit, just like a pig.” Jiang Yan’s eyes were dark.

“Can’t let him become an idiot.” Jiao Bai didn’t agree. Wouldn’t he be carefree if he was an idiot? How nice would that be? Let him be aware of how failed he is while he’s awake.

Jiang Yan understood Jiao Bai’s thoughts, and he looked cold: “He has to taste the sins you’ve suffered several times.”

“Why not find a group of strong men, charge by the hour, whoever’s diligent earns the most, guaranteed to make him leak excrement all over the floor.” Jiang Yan licked his lips, a malicious light flashing in his eyes, “Then chain him up, leak wherever he goes, take him for a walk. Call him to eat the leftovers from the trash can, and if he doesn’t eat, pour it into his mouth. Make him kneel on broken glass and kowtow, covering his face with glass shards. Then cut off his tendons and draw him a few days with whips soaked in salt water, put him on the branding iron, dig out his heart meat, and bleed him.”

Jiao Bai sounded quite happy, it seemed that Little Chili had seen a lot of ancient style manga, the whole set was complete.

“Physical attacks don’t have much effect.” Jiao Bai still didn’t agree, “That kind of person has a set of overbearing president worldviews that destroy the heavens and the earth, you can’t treat him with a normal person’s way of thinking, you have to see what he values most, prescribe the right medicine, and then he can feel the pain.”

Jiang Yan didn’t mention the idea anymore. Jiao Bai had an idea in his heart, he still had to take revenge himself.

“You have Qi Er contact Chen Yi Ming, tell him to come over, I have something to ask him,” Jiao Bai thought for a while and said.

Before Chen Yi Ming arrived, Qi Yi Liao came.

Jiang Yan left carrying his suitcase, and before leaving, he mouthed “See you tomorrow” to Jiao Bai.

Qi Yi Liao and the cat appeared in front of Jiao Bai, Jiao Bai looked at the cat first.

That body of blood was too glaring.

And that activity level representing interest and the desire to survive, wouldn’t take a step without a whip.

Jiao Bai tried to tell Qi Yi Liao what Jiang Yan had revealed, and chatted with him, letting him catch his vibe.

There was only Jiao Bai’s voice in the ward, and he added water a few times during the period. His voice was hoarse, and finally infected Qi Yi Liao.

The activity level jumped from 26 to 33.7.

Jiao Bai thought, let’s make the desire to survive a little stronger, old pervert.

The original book didn’t explain your follow-up, Zhang Zhen’s world house indirectly mentioned that he went to your grave to see you in middle age, which shows that your life is really…

I hope my butterfly effect can give you an old age.

Jiao Bai couldn’t help but sigh. If he died, Qi Yi Liao would most likely die on the spot.

This was based on evidence.

Last year, when he was punished and fainted, Qi Yi Liao came to the hospital to see him. The exterior hadn’t changed, but the white cat was covered in blood, its neck was broken, and only a layer of skin was hanging, it was dead.

The time on the sea, when he opened his eyes, he also saw only a dead cat.

This time it was still the same.

Qi Yi Liao was more miserable than him, he had at least cut a bloody path himself, Qi Yi Liao’s neck was strangled, he had to be rescued.

But the person he chose was a lonely soul, who had to do missions to get a body, all kinds of involuntary.

Maybe it was because he wasn’t human that he was chosen.

Qi Yi Liao believed in ghosts and gods, he must have studied deeply, or personally experienced something, and could sense his special shape, that was about the situation.

Jiao Bai was startled, why didn’t he think of this level before?

Damn.

Qi Yi