"?" The buzz-cut guy was puzzled, but thinking it might be someone the boss had hired, he smiled politely despite his gloomy mood.

Ka...doo.

The sound of a game failure came from the phone.

The young man narrowed his eyes and put away his phone.

"Lost again.... This level is really difficult." He reached out to smooth his black shawl hair, looking at the buzz-cut black jacket outside the elevator.

"?? You...aren't coming out? Friend." The buzz-cut black jacket frowned. The elevator doors had been open for more than ten seconds, but the other person hadn't moved.

"Ah...sorry, I forgot what I came here to do." The young man looked suddenly enlightened, lowering his hand.

"Thanks." He lifted his foot and stepped out of the elevator.

Shh!

In an instant, a red light flashed across the buzz-cut guy's throat.

The light was so fast that only a red line remained in the buzz-cut guy's vision.

Blood splattered.

He stood there dazedly, raised his hand, and touched his neck. He felt nothing.

"I...." The buzz-cut guy opened his mouth to speak, but he realized he couldn't make a sound.

A sharp pain then rapidly spread from his neck, permeating his whole body.

'I.....was killed!?'

He staggered back two steps, clutching his throat tightly with both hands. Agony, lack of oxygen, despair – all sorts of negative emotions surged forth.

Hiss.

The red light circled around and flew back into the young man's palm.

It was a palm-sized, fiery red mechanical knife.

The entire blade was formed from intricately fitted parts, with dense, tiny silver-blue sparks shooting out from the end.

A string of characters was engraved on the blade, seemingly some kind of encrypted language.

The young man walked out of the elevator, brushing past the buzz-cut guy.

He walked all the way to the living room door.

He stopped, not pushing the door open, but raising his right hand.

"Thank you, Fire Scythe."

He seemed to be talking to something.

Buzz....

In an instant, streaks of red light flew out of his pockets, floating in the air beside him.

Within that red light were palm-sized mechanical knives.

Standing in front of the door, the young man reached out and pressed his hand against the door panel.

Poof.

Shh shh shh shh!!

In an instant, more than a dozen streaks of red light suddenly pierced through the door panel and flew into the living room.

The red light drew out streaks of red lines, like curved scythes or a school of nimble red fish.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The young man retracted his hand and gently clenched it.

Immediately, more than a dozen streaks of red light flew out of the holes in the door panel and back into his pockets.

"Perfect." The young man turned around and walked back to the elevator with ease, pressing the button for the first floor.

At that moment, a slight breeze blew, and the living room door panel slowly tilted, falling to the ground with a crash, revealing the scene inside.

Inside the entire living room, the gang members who had been waiting there were sprawled on the sofa, lying on the floor, or sitting with their backs against the wall.

A patch of crimson flowed from everyone's throats.

And on the balcony, Meng Mingcheng lay half-reclined on a lounge chair, a fiery red mechanical knife stuck between his eyebrows.

At this moment, complex red lines slowly lit up on the blade, like some kind of special circuit diagram.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a ball of flames exploded from around the blade.

The fire engulfed the entire house, and even though there were no combustibles, it mysteriously spread to the balcony, living room, bedroom, kitchen, and all other spaces.

The eerie air burned, and after igniting all combustibles, another explosion came from the very center.

Bang!!

The exploding flames spewed out from the balcony, illuminating the open space below the residential area with a bright red glow.

The long-haired young man walked out of the building, raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, and whistled as he walked away quickly.

From beginning to end, he never looked back at the explosion.

After leaving the residential area, he heard the sound of property management fire trucks spraying water.

Outside the residential area, several black luxury convertibles were already waiting by the side of the road.

The front car door opened, and a two-meter-tall, sunglasses-wearing strongman stepped out.

The strongman pressed a button on the side of his sunglasses and looked at the approaching long-haired young man.

"Long time no see, Ding Ning."

"Where's the boss?" The long-haired young man familiarly pulled open the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Waiting for you. In your Yi country's terms, he's prepared a banquet to welcome you and wash away the dust," the strongman said with a smile.

"As expected, the boss is the best. He knows I like this kind of treatment and prepared everything for me," the young man said approvingly, patting the car's interior.

"We're bothering you as soon as you get here. Sorry for the trouble," the strongman said as he started the car. The car's two triangular headlights slowly lit up with white light.

"Don't mention it. Once I get to your home turf, you'll be busy then," the young man said with a smile. "By the way, I heard the boss has also set up a base here?"

"Yes, there are many things to do after all," the strongman said, pressing a button.

With a roar, the car suddenly accelerated forward.

The three cars formed a small convoy, passing through streets. Before long, the high-end residential area where Meng Mingcheng lived exploded in flames again.

The roar spread far and wide, and the flames almost illuminated the dark clouds in the night sky, dyeing them red.

"Such a big commotion?" the strongman driving the car said with some concern.

"It's just a gang leader. No one cares," the long-haired young man said, tapping lightly on the side of the car door.

"Most of the time, being aggressive and sticking together is just because you're too weak. Besides yourself, there's nothing else to rely on. So you make yourself look fierce so others won't bully you."

"Anyway, you're the local authority. If you say it's okay, it's okay," the strongman said.

Before long, the car slowed down and stopped in front of a golden restaurant with the name Mingde Restaurant.

A doorman stepped forward to open the door.

The long-haired young man got out of the car and strode towards a broad figure who was already waiting at the door.

"Long time no see, Boss!" he said with a smile, opening his arms.

"Long time no see, Ding Ning." The figure turned around, revealing Xindela's gentle and nostalgic face.

The two opened their arms and hugged each other tightly.

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Morning.

The sunlight slanted in, shining on the white desk, reflecting a hazy white light.

Li Cheng Yi lay on his back on the bed, without a blanket, his hands folded on his abdomen, looking peaceful and straight.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, his eyes opened without warning, and his hand unconsciously touched the holster at his waist.

The holster buckle was open, and he had already gripped the gun handle inside, ready to draw his gun and shoot.

The fully automatic pistol could empty the entire magazine in seconds.

After seeing his surroundings clearly, Li Cheng Yi's tense body slowly relaxed.

"....." He sat up, looking at his right hand gripping the gun handle, and suddenly felt a strange emotion.

It had only been a short time, and he had already become like this....

Sitting on the bed, Li Cheng Yi felt his head was empty. Suddenly breaking free from the deadly crisis of the blind spot, his whole person felt a sense of exhaustion in body and mind.

'No matter what, I might encounter blind spots again in the future. I must increase my ability to protect myself as soon as possible. While there's no danger now, I'll quickly study the evil thought absorption.'

Li Cheng Yi glanced at the evil thought stuck at 89%. www.

Turning over and getting out of bed, he began to think about how to get enough evil thoughts from other places.

After getting dressed, he left the bedroom. His parents had already gone to work. Only his sister, Li Cheng Jiu's room, had sounds coming from it.

Li Cheng Yi was too lazy to greet her and made himself breakfast, boiling water for eggs.

He liked boiled eggs very much. He would put the eggs in cold water, and they could be taken out when the water boiled.

Eggs should not be boiled for too long, otherwise a black-green sulfide would form on the surface of the yolk.

He didn't know this before, but later someone told him that this substance was slightly toxic and very unfriendly to people with poor digestion, so he paid attention to it.

He cooked two eggs, added a carton of milk, and a packet of soda crackers, which was his breakfast.

He sat at the dining table in the living room, eating slowly.

Ding-dong.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Li Cheng Yi got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a stranger. Someone he had never seen before, wrapped in a black trench coat, wearing a black mask and A-type brown glasses.

"Hello, I'm looking for Li Cheng Jiu," the tall person said softly, with a slightly hoarse female voice.

Li Cheng Yi then noticed that the other person had a golden braid at the back of their head.

"Oh, she's in the room inside." Li Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment before quickly replying.

He was stunned not because of the other person's strange appearance, but because the other person's voice was a bit strange. He didn't understand it for a moment, but then he reacted.

"Can I come in? I've been here a few days ago. Your aunt and uncle have also seen me," the braided woman politely requested.

She took off her glasses, revealing a pair of blue eyes that looked very gentle.

"Yes, of course. Hello, please come in." Li Cheng Yi stepped aside, letting the other person in.

"My name is Marianne. You're Li Cheng Jiu's younger brother, right? This is the first time I've seen you. It's rare," the blonde-braided woman said gently as she entered the door and changed her shoes.

"Is that so?" Li Cheng Yi smiled and said nothing.

"I also want a younger brother, but unfortunately, my parents are too old and don't want to have any more children." The woman found a chair and sat down, carefully looking at Li Cheng Yi.

"You siblings look very alike," she commented with a smile.

"I'll pour you a glass of water." Out of courtesy, Li Cheng Yi went to the kitchen to get a disposable cup, preparing to pour water.

'Evil Thought Absorption: 92%.'

'Evil Thought Absorption: 100%.'

'Flower Scale Armor first evolution begins, please wait....'

Suddenly, his hand reaching for the cup trembled slightly.

'Evil Thought Absorption?? I'm at home, where did the evil thoughts come from? Who has evil thoughts about me??!' Li Cheng Yi's heart tightened, but he still took out the cup and picked up the kettle to pour water.

Clear water flowed into the cup, and he heard Marianne's voice from the living room.

"Cheng Jiu, your brother is so cute, and your parents are also very good people. That's great.... No wonder you don't want to at all...."

"Shut up!!"

With a bang, the bedroom door burst open.

Li Cheng Jiu walked up to Marianne with a cold and twisted face.

One standing and one sitting, one twisted and one smiling.

"How is it?" Marianne asked softly inexplicably.

"...." Li Cheng Jiu gritted her teeth, veins bulging on her forehead and temples.

"I've come six times already. Our sincerity is really great," Marianne said gently.

"I...." Li Cheng Jiu suddenly felt her eyes sore. She wanted to cry, but she knew she absolutely, absolutely couldn't show weakness!

"Look...." Marianne opened her hands, showing a look of envy in her eyes. "You have parents who love you very much, a cute rabbit-like younger brother, such a happy and warm home... I..."

"I agree!" Li Cheng Jiu suddenly interrupted her, "I agree to your terms!"

"Hehe, that's great...." Marianne slowly stood up and gently hugged the trembling Li Cheng Jiu.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're good.... You're already very good..."

Tears streamed from Li Cheng Jiu's eyes. She stood and cried.

Without warning, she just cried inexplicably.