Shit shovel officer he always collapses [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 85 Boss, Your Pink Pig Runs Away

"Why, isn't it worth exchanging a pair of eyes for a life?" Fu Jingyu raised an eyebrow at Fu Shiyu, with a sarcasm in his tone, "...Or, are you reluctant to part with your eyes?"

"You have to think carefully, as long as you goug out your eyes, I'll let him go right away..."

Jiang Zuo thought that the last mission in this world was a kiss at the moment of life and death. Judging from the urine nature of the usual world mission completion, the ending of the blood splashing on the spot when he completed the mission should be that he didn't run away... Although the way of death was more tragic, but After finishing as soon as possible, you can go directly to the next world. Jiang Zuo, who would rather die early and be reborn earlier, curled his lips, and said slowly: "A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost... who knew that after you gouged out your eyes, you would have another one?" What unreasonable demands..."

Enraged, Fu Jingyu irrationally grabbed Jiang Zuo's hair, tugged him back and forth a few times, and interrupted him, "Bitch! Is it your turn to talk?! Shut up!!"

The scalp was pulled tight, Jiang Zuo felt that he was going to be bald: I just said a few words to you, why are you still angry...?

Fu Jingyu sneered a few times, leaned down, and said bitterly in Jiang Zuo's ear, "Would you rather die than let him lose his eyes?... Heh, I didn't expect you to be so affectionate..."

Jiang Zuo was startled:! ! !What is unexpected?Your words are so hurtful.

Standing aside, Fu Shiyu pursed his lips. He stared at Fu Jingyu coldly, and suddenly smiled casually: "It's just a pair of eyes. I'll dig them out for you. Don't touch him."

Jiang Zuo pursed his lips, and his fingertips had already touched the small cloth bag with silver needles in his pocket. He smiled cowardly at Fu Jingyu, and in order to delay time, he found a topic and whispered: "...Look, my desire It's still very effective to welcome or refuse... I'm more affectionate, so he will willingly poach his eyes..."

"—Don't touch him?... But you won't let me touch it, I want to touch it..." Fu Jingyu's tone increased, he smiled ferociously at Fu Shiyu, lowered his voice and whispered in Jiang Zuo's ear, "Then In order to make the effect more realistic, why don't you let me bleed some blood..."

"I'll cut it lightly... Just pretend to be in pain and frightened..."

Jiang Zuo: ...Does this tm still need to pretend?Then why don't you cut off your own head, you old sow?

362: …………

Before he could utter the words of protest, Jiang Zuo felt a chill on his neck, and the cold blade just brushed lightly, and a shallow line of blood suddenly appeared on his fair neck, like the knife in the next second. The sharp dagger would slit his throat without hesitation, letting his blood flow from the cut neck.

Jiang Zuo's body froze, he didn't dare to move casually, he pursed his lips, took out a silver needle from his pocket, squeezed it tightly in his palm, and spoke in a trembling voice: "...Well, how can you dig out your eyes without a knife? , use your fingers..."

Fu Jingyu pulled Jiang Zuo's hair slightly, as if he was thinking about weighing something, he let go of Jiang Zuo's hair, let him lean on his shoulder, and then took out a hand that was tied to his leg. The dagger for self-defense let the dagger wipe the ground and slide to Fu Shiyu's feet, and warned: "I advise you not to have any other thoughts..."

When the metal knife handle scraped across the concrete floor, there was a long, cold and soft friction sound.

Jiang Zuo tilted his head softly against Fu Jingyu's body, rolled his eyes and winked at Fu Shiyu.

After receiving Jiang Zuo's signal, Fu Shiyu remained expressionless, and only slowly bent down to pick up the dagger at his feet, paying attention to Jiang Zuo's movements from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Zuo looked away, and said loudly to the empty place beside him: "If I die, I hope you will kiss me."

Feeling something was wrong, Fu Jingyu turned his head: "What are you talking about..."

While his head was still leaning on Fu Jingyu's shoulder, Jiang Zuo gritted his teeth and raised his arm with difficulty, and stabbed the silver needle in his hand towards the right side of Fu Jingyu's neck.

Although Jiang Zuo's speed was not fast, Fu Jingyu, who hadn't expected that he still had the strength to resist, subconsciously blocked his needle with his right arm holding the knife.

The intention was not here, but to distract Fu Jingyu's attention, Jiang Zuo took advantage of this moment to show his white teeth, and bit his neck hard with all his strength.

Jiang Zuo's bite exerted all his strength, and he could almost hear himself biting the flesh, and even the sound of teeth sinking into blood vessels and blood flowing between the teeth.

The smell of blood filled his mouth, and Jiang Zuo crazily hypnotized himself: I ate pork when I was a pig, but emmmmmmm if I was a human...

362 thinks this won't work: ... I think the host should stop hypnotizing himself like this... If you are really addicted to food, you will be in trouble...

"Ah——" Fu Jingyu, who was bitten in the neck, screamed in pain. He grabbed Jiang Zuo's hair with one hand, trying to separate his teeth from his neck. Raising his arms, he wanted to stab the dagger in Jiang Zuo's back viciously.

The dagger cut through the air and brought a fierce and rapid wind of the knife. Jiang Zuo had no intention of dodging. Just when the dagger was about to fall, there was a loud gunshot in the empty warehouse.

After the loud noise, everything around him seemed to be stopped. Jiang Zuo's ears were full of buzzing noises. He bit Fu Jingyu's neck tightly, and felt his body tremble, and the warm liquid It flowed to my cheeks, and then I felt a slight prickling pain in my back.

Fu Jingyu let go of the dagger in his hand, and the tip of the knife, falling with inertia, still poked Jiangzuo's back, and the tingling pain made him frown.

With a "bang" sound, the dagger fell to the ground, Fu Jingyu's body twitched a few times, and slowly fell to the side. Jiang Zuo had no time to loosen his teeth, and couldn't lift up the strength to support his body, so he had to be led to one side. go.

Before he fell to the ground, Jiang Zuo turned and fell into a warm embrace.

Fu Shiyu hugged Jiang Zuo tightly, his fingertips trembling slightly, he hastily lifted up Jiang Zuo's clothes, and groped to check the place on his back that was poked by the knife point.

The dagger that failed halfway only made a small cut on his back. The wound was not deep, and a small amount of warm blood was touched on his fingertips.Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully touched the area around the wound a few times, as if to repeatedly confirm that the person in his arms was fine.

Jiang Zuo's head was a little dizzy, he closed his eyes, gasped for breath with his bloody mouth open, and muttered, "It's still... cooked...meat...better...delicious..."

Jiang Zuo leaned his cheek on Fu Shiyu's chest, and glanced at Fu Jingyu who was lying aside. His eyes were wide open, his face was covered with blood, his face was distorted, and there was a small black hole in the center of his forehead. It seems that there is still white smoke.

Fu Shiyu turned Jiang Zuo's face back and pressed it against his chest, blocked his eyes tightly, put his chin on the top of his head, and murmured: "...don't look."

As soon as he relaxed, the remaining effects of the previous medicine seemed to surge up all at once. Jiang Zuo closed his eyes that were a little bit hard to open, yawned, and let himself fall on Fu Shiyu's chest.

"Hey, don't sleep." Seeing that Jiang Zuo closed his eyes, Fu Shiyu withdrew his fingers, put Jiang Zuo's clothes in order, and touched a blood line on his neck with his fingertips. With Jiang Zuo's face on his forehead, he whispered to him, "Let me see you."

He wiped away the blood on Jiangzuo's chin, and the fingertips that fell on the side of his cheek were cold, and his voice tightened, as if he was afraid.

"When the dagger fell just now, I saw..."

Jiang Zuo nestled in Fu Shiyu's arms, rubbed his cheek against his chest, and responded with a nasal voice: "...Huh?"

Fu Shiyu tightened his five fingers. He recalled the image that flashed in his mind just now, as if he had experienced the scene of this person dying in front of him more than once.

The images that flashed through his mind were too clear, Fu Shiyu's expression was shrouded in shadows, like being shrouded in a dark cloud, he stared closely at Jiang Zuo's face, without saying a word.

362 reminded Jiang Zuo: ...don't forget the task, as long as you kiss the target now, it can be regarded as passing the level.

Hearing 362's words, Jiang Zuo became a little more awake. He raised his eyes and looked at the thin lips of the man in front of him. Jiang Zuo blinked his dry eyes, but didn't move immediately.

His mind was still dizzy and confused, Jiang Zuo's hand that wanted to hold Fu Shiyu's wrist tightened convulsively, and finally fell to the side powerlessly.He moved his hand slowly to the side and touched the man's little finger.

Sensing Jiang Zuo's small movements, Fu Shiyu stretched out his hand and covered the back of his hand. The texture of the palm texture came from the back of his hand unreservedly, as if he wanted to imprint the texture and temperature engraved on his palm. on the back of the hand.

"That..." Jiang Zuo raised his eyes, his gaze met Fu Shiyu's, his breath got stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak anymore.

Having been in this world for so long, men have always looked gentle, elegant and leisurely with a smile on his face. Jiang Zuo doesn't seem to have seen him without a smile very much. Looking at it now, it seems...

Jiang Zuo thought hard for a while, it seemed...it seemed to become real...

The person's body temperature, breathing, bleeding, rib ankle chains that were hot on his own ankles, and chest that was sore and tight were all real.

Can such a temperature really be possessed by a paper man?

If this world left by itself, wouldn't this person have the same goal as the previous two worlds...?

Jiang Zuo's temples were bulging and painful, he couldn't help tightening the fingers of his right hand that was wrapped in the man's palm, his eyes wandered, "...can I kiss you... just one kiss..."

Fu Shiyu's face softened when he heard the words, he chuckled, lowered his head, and put his well-shaped lips close to Jiang Zuo, not too close or far away, and it fell on a place that he could touch when he raised his head, but he didn't stick it, It seems to be waiting for Jiang Zuo to take the initiative to come forward.

Jiang Zuo looked away unnaturally, coughed, raised his chin slightly after a while, moved his chapped lips, and gently pressed his lips against Fu Shiyu's slightly cold lips.

[Congratulations to the host, the side missions are all completed, and the countdown to enter the next world is 10 minutes]

Jiang Zuo's nose suddenly became sour, and he couldn't help wrinkling his nose.

Fu Shiyu raised his hand and pinched Jiang Zuo's slightly red nose because of wrinkling too hard. His tight voice had a hoarse texture, and he said helplessly, "...why do you love acting like a baby so much today?"

Jiang Zuo took a deep breath and widened his eyes, suppressed the sourness in his nose, flushed his whole face, and retorted angrily, "What are you acting like a baby, man, I advise you not to talk nonsense!"

Fu Shiyu smiled without saying a word, he put his arms around Jiang Zuo, and whispered in his ear: "I won't put you in danger again in the future."

After a long time, Jiang Zuo blinked his eyes. He sniffed his nose regardless of his image. His eyelids were drooping and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, Jiang Zuo opened his mouth and whispered in Fu Shiyu's arms: "I...I Might be leaving..."

The strength on the waist suddenly increased, interrupting Jiang Zuo's muttering, and a man's cold voice sounded next to his ears: "I won't let you go."

Thinking of the fact that the target seemed to mistake him for a pig demon, Jiang Zuo racked his brains trying to find a convincing and unobtrusive excuse: "My mother called me to go back to the demon world to practice...emmmmmmm When I left...my The physical body may show signs of death, but in fact I am not dead...Of course, I will come back to see you when I have time..."

Jiang Zuo blinked his eyes and looked at Fu Shiyu's face directly above. The originally clear field of vision seemed to be suddenly splashed with a cloud of strong acid, which began to erode away bit by bit from the outside to the inside, and the bright surroundings gradually darkened.

Before he died, Jiang Zuo finally expressed his wish for many years: "...I want a coffin with barbecue function, help me arrange it..."

[30 seconds countdown to enter the next world]

Jiang Zuo tried his best to open his eyes wide, but despite this, his vision was still inevitably engulfed by darkness circle by circle.

He said it so clearly, the target should not follow him this time, Jiang Zuo thought.

【drop--------】

"Aren't you...every time..." Fu Shiyu suddenly squeezed Jiang Zuo's hand.

Before he finished speaking, the person in his arms suddenly closed his eyes and lost his breath.

The person who was talking just now suddenly lost his breath in his arms, Fu Shiyu was startled, he pinched Jiang Zuo's fingers, as if he was still a little confused about what just happened in front of him, he held his arms tightly and closed his arms. Jiang Zuo, whose eyes seemed to be just asleep, called him softly a few times.

No one responded.

The man was not in a hurry, he just hugged the person in his arms tightly, his back was slightly bent, until the night that fell was almost fading, he kept a single posture without moving.

He sat withered in the darkness, silently remembering the kiss just now, the words Jiang Zuo said, the fragments that flashed in his mind, and the unexplained death of the person in his arms, the fragmentary fragments pieced together, gradually became clear and clear , He frowned, pinching the slightly curled fingers of the corpse in his arms, his expression dark and gloomy.

--"fraud."

When Jiang Zuo opened his eyes again, he was still in the same abandoned warehouse. The layout of the warehouse was familiar, and it was almost exactly the same as the warehouse where the last world ended.

Jiang Zuo sat up, touched a piece of cloth covering his face, and then looked down at himself in black clothes. Jiang Zuo scratched his head depressingly: What's going on... Could it be that after I died, Old Fu would give me a piece of cloth? Did I change my clothes and leave me here this heartless dick...

362: Well, there seems to be a problem with the code in the last world, causing all the quest worlds to collapse suddenly. Now there is an extra quest from above. If the host completes it, he can go back to the real world directly...

The world of missions, which he thought would never end, could finally end ahead of schedule, Jiang Zuo was moved in his heart, he forced himself to stand up, and looked around with his arms crossed.

Although it is said to be the same warehouse as the previous world, it is not necessarily the same.

If you look carefully, the stacked cardboard boxes look brand new, and there is no damp smell in the air. The newspapers pasted outside the windows seem to be newly pasted, and there are no traces of being exposed to the sun or rain or peeling off. There is a large pool of black blood in the middle, which looks a little creepy under the miserable bright light.

Jiang Zuo frowned, twisted his neck, and looked elsewhere.

In another dark corner of the warehouse, a teenager in a high school uniform was sitting curled up. He sat against the wall, his two slender legs curled up, his entire face was buried in his knees, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Jiang Zuo felt a little familiar, so he couldn't help being stunned, and asked 362: So what is the mission?

362: This is the scene where the target was kidnapped back then. The host’s task is to play the role of an ordinary NPC who will help you when encountering injustice, and save the young target. However, it is required that the target cannot discover your true identity or be seen. The host automatically matches the standard configuration of the man in black who is a hero.

From the reflective glass, Jiang Zuo saw himself covered by a black cloth and the lower half of his face: ... No, the question is, is there any ordinary NPC who draws his sword to help when he sees injustice will dress up like me... It doesn't look like anything at all Good guy, how do you gain his trust when you go to save someone...? ? ?

While complaining, Jiang Zuo felt itchy to see what old Fu looked like when he was young, and before he could figure out a plan, he secretly moved a few steps in his direction.

Hearing the slight sound of footsteps, the teenager curled up in the corner raised his head vigilantly.

The white shirt on his body was slightly stained with dust, his eyebrows were untouched by the world but a little indifferent, and he was still at the age of white teeth and green brows, his eyes were clear when looking at people, not as gentle and elegant as Jiang Zuo's impression, but hidden sinister The imposing manner is overwhelming, but the sharp and childish appearance of a young man with edges and corners.

Jiang Zuo's heart skipped a beat, noticing the gaze cast on him, Jiang Zuo took a small step back, forgetting that his face was tightly covered by a black cloth, he moved the hair with the palms of both hands. Covering her red face tightly, blinking her two bright black eyes, she stuttered and said, "...that...so...what a coincidence..."

362: "..." Everyone has been kidnapped, who will be with you? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The author has something to say: I finally stayed up all night to update it... I was moved to tears qaq