Just when Dai Lin felt that his death had come...

The grown head suddenly retracted its cheeks.

The vague black cross also disappeared.

Dai Lin stared at this scene in confusion.

The contest and checks and balances between curses...

Can he survive until four in the morning?

……

Han Ming and An Zhiyuan are standing a hundred meters outside Muyang Building.

"When Liang Zhigao 'disappeared', I knew that he was too deeply involved."

"This is his retribution. He allowed 'them' to have deeper access to us."

"So, 'they' are also 'missing' like Liang Zhigao." Han Ming looked at the ninth floor of the building in front of him, "One of the greatest follies of mankind is to always imagine that one can become an exception to the rule."
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Then, Han Ming looked at An Zhiyuan.

"Zhiyuan, what I admire most about you is that you know how to measure yourself."

"Thank you for the compliment... Back then, when I found out that I could see the first paragraph of the contract, I hid it from everyone and came directly to you, Vice President Han. Before I became the director of the emergency department, I also

I haven’t let anyone see that I’m yours.”

Han Ming rubbed his hands behind his back.

"When Liang Zhigao first came to see me, I didn't expect that his symptoms were so serious. Although there was no black cross on his forehead in the end, he told me that he saw the English-named Department Haunter on the Ligui Surgery floor.

I was also surprised."

"When Dai Lin was implanted with the devil's eyes and survived, I actually thought he would come to find you."

"Either...he forgot the first paragraph like everyone else, or he didn't believe in the content of the rules. The first possibility is much greater. So, to me, it would be better for him to die.
Chapter completed!