On the half face exposed by the young man, in addition to being stained with dust and blood, the skin is still transparent and clean; His eyebrows and hair are bright and rich, and he looks at most in his early twenties.

His uninjured eyes were long and narrow with sharp ends. At this time, even if he stared at the knife raised by Lin Sanjiu blankly, he seemed to be stunned by fear, but he still couldn't hide a little delicate.

"You... What do you mean?" Asked the young man, who was unable to answer.

He raised his knife in public to ask questions, which means it's self-evident - it must be a blow to him.

Lin Sanjiu did not regret that he had done what someone had to do, but he still inevitably felt a little sorry for Batou Desheng; Instead of looking at him, she stared at the young man and said again, "take your hands away and explain clearly. I won't hurt you."

The young man's face was bloodless and his body trembled slightly. He didn't know whether it was because of injury or fear. From the dozens of people standing silently behind, suddenly ran out a little brown haired girl, only sixteen or seventeen years old; She tightly held the young man's arm, as if she couldn't say a lot of words, and a pair of tears rolled back and forth between the young man and Lin Sanjiu.

The tip of the knife soaked in cold light remained motionless in midair.

"Take your hands off, I won't say it for the third time." Lin Sanjiu said without looking at the little girl.

A few tears rolled down from the young man's intact and delicate eyes. He slowly took his hand down, revealing the other half of his bloodstained face - Lin Sanjiu heard that some of the evolutors behind him even took a breath of cold air.

Injuries have long been commonplace for evolutionists, but the young man's injury still makes people look at it and can't help shrinking his neck: Lin Sanjiu can't see the shape of his right eye, not to mention his eyelashes, even most of his eyelids are bloody, as if they were torn from his eye sockets.

Lin Sanjiu slowly put down his knife.

After the young man lost his eyelids, his eyeballs were exposed at this time, which could make people clearly see the wooden thorn deeply inserted in the blood paste. The wooden spike was not long, no more than a few centimeters at most, because it was inserted so deeply that only a small section half the size of a nail was left outside the eyeball, but it obviously didn't hurt the young man's brain.

"I..." his throat rolled, as if he could spit out gastric juice at any time. "I hid in a cabinet, thinking that there was a layer of wood blocking it, and I wouldn't be killed immediately... Who knows, the wooden cabinet was smashed by those black shadows, and I didn't have time to hide at that time. It seemed that something had plunged into my eyelids... It was lifted away immediately, and took my eyelids with it... Only this thorn remained. I fainted in pain for a long time... I may be dying."

Speaking of the last few words, his tone suddenly calmed down - as if death had not come, and he was ready.

Except for the injury, Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of the real suspicious place. Whether it is to nip in the bud, or rather let go of the good kill, it seems that the consequences will be full of unpredictable and irretrievable effects - what should she do?

Batoude wiped his face heavily. Everyone present was a little afraid to look at the blood hole in the eye; He forced himself to watch for a few seconds, and sweat came from his forehead. "It's great to stand up. Go to xichengkou to avoid difficulties," he said hoarsely. "Tell the evolutors there that batoude asked them to help you pull out the wooden thorn first. Later, think of other ways."

He paused and said, "there is nothing strange in the twelve realms. Just one eye. There is always a way."

Batou de obviously has no doubt about the young man's injury.

Lin Sanjiu gritted his teeth and decided to believe him once. He put away his long knife and retreated to one side. He watched the young man and the little girl who seemed to be brothers and sisters silently supporting each other.

The little girl just glanced at her brother's face and almost never looked up again. She always bowed and shivered and cried; When passing Lin Sanjiu, the little girl suddenly raised her face as if it was about to cry and stared at her - as if it were a silent question.

Lin Sanjiu tightly pursed his lips.

After they walked into the depths of the city road, dirty pigtails breathed out: "I thought... Ah, fortunately not."

Why, fortunately, it's not what any evolutionist here knows.

Batoude didn't hear because he was busy checking the injury, greeting and pacifying, and organizing the evacuation of ordinary people; Dirty pigtail looked at his back first, and then whispered to other evolutors, "listen... Is the city quiet?"

... indeed.

When, compared with the real quiet, Fanjia city is far from reaching. Between the sound of crying, footsteps and dragging, there was a "boom" sound that seemed to be the collapse of the brick wall from time to time - Lin Sanjiu first found that the original sound of "disaster" had a shape.

But compared with just now, she immediately realized that in this noisy and painful mess, there was less one of the loudest: when all kinds of mutant people poured into the city road like a flood and vibrated the floor buzzing, the heavy momentum that made her scalp numb seemed to suddenly melt away from the long and layered city roads at this time.

"What's going on?" A mellow female evolutionist with a sharp chin and delicate facial features whispered out everyone's suspicions: "have those mutant people disappeared?"

Lin Sanjiu's mind suddenly came up with a large number of arms splashed from the fracture.

Disappear? Like that middle-aged woman, how can it disappear out of thin air immediately, and where can it disappear?

Everyone seems to have the same question; Thinking deeply along these questions, everyone's face turned ugly again.

"I don't feel at ease," the female evolutionist with exquisite facial features took out a small black box like a communicator and said. She seems to be a little old and a little chubby, but she doesn't have a very feminine and charming taste. "How long has the man with injured eyes gone just now? I'll ask my friends at xichengkou to see if they have arrived."

As a result, the young man hasn't arrived at the west gate yet, but the news from other areas in Fanjia city first spread to these evolutors. "It really suddenly disappeared," a voice shouted in the small black box, perhaps because it was too excited, it was sharp: "Guihe people went to see it repeatedly for several times, and there was no shadow at all! That is, in some places, there were still some stumps knocked out by the evolutionists... Evaporated out of thin air."

Everyone exchanged an uneasy look at each other.

"What are you doing now?" Asked the female evolutionist.

"I'm at xichengkou, so I'll take precautions. The tiger skin takes people back to the city, because several mutant people have been seen before they mutated. The tiger skin they went to the city to find out if they... Look similar." The man's voice was slightly dignified, lowered and said, "if you have good skills over there, ask them to help. There are a lot of ordinary people here..."

"No," murmured the pigtail, "in case the man with injured eyes is really... Nika, you tell them to pay attention, if necessary -"

"Isn't there a thorn in his eye?"

When batoude's voice suddenly sounded gently beside them, this group of evolutionists were startled, and they didn't know when he approached. Lin Sanjiu looked back at him and found that his face was tight, unable to see joy and anger.

"She explained to us that what she hit out was airflow, which had nothing to do with wood thorns." Batou de motioned to Lin Sanjiu and said, "and the thorn really pierced into the man's eyes. I looked carefully... What questions do you have?"

All the evolutionists looked at him and fell silent. Even the man in the communication box heard it and kept silent.

"Actually, I know what you mean." Batoude looked at the group of ordinary people walking slowly from the other end of the city road and said, "you just want to say that ordinary people have become monsters, and then monsters can change back to ordinary people, and continue to hide in Fanjia City, waiting for the next attack, right? Have you ever heard of such a thing before? You are all well-informed people, have you never? Then, what are you going to do next, are ordinary people killed?"

Everyone was quiet for a while, and finally the voice in the small black box spoke.

"Is it Batou de? I recognized the sound as soon as I heard it." After saying these two words, he left the communication box, vaguely said a few words to someone next to him, and then another voice rang in the box.

"I'm Chonglin of Guihe. We have made statistics so far, and it can be preliminarily determined that there are four to five mutant people in Fanjia city today, all of which appear together in a short time." That dull voice, even a little dull, Slowly said, "we allowed you to organize your own people to patrol the city before, which doesn't mean we don't know your movements. Today, where the four to five mutants appear, each is the place where you Batou de has personally patrolled in the past few days. If our witnesses are right, every mutant has had contact with you Batou De before. You say, coincidentally."

He paused and said, "I want to know what you actually did by actively maintaining the appearance of ordinary people. I've always wondered why there is such a person who is dedicated to serving the people as you are entering the doomsday world. Please come to xichengkou to explain in ten minutes, and I'll wait for you here. If you don't come... Naturally someone will bring you."

Just before cutting off the communication, the man called Chonglin said again, "the evolutionist who patrols with you had better come and explain together. Anyone who hears what I said is welcome to bring Batou de and his companions to me. Fanjia City, in the final analysis, is still our expensive territory. You should think clearly and act according to your circumstances."