Doomsday Jigsaw Game

(For the Silver League, you can't add changes randomly. Complete progress 46/100.)

The associated power of about the second order is enough to make Tang Jing fly like a character in a martial arts novel in the original Shengguo culture.

Xu Ling easily followed Tang Jing.

Soon, the two entered the ability coverage of the infected person in the supermarket.

As for the police officers who had originally pulled the yellow line to prevent others from entering, when Xu Ling and Tang Jing suddenly appeared, some kind of ethnicism began to swear, while others turned a blind eye.

Handle a case? law enforcement? Do a five, hold a six, today I just want to be happy, indulge, and be myself! jobs? Free people never work!

In such a free atmosphere, Tang Jing found that he could walk in in a swaggering manner, without having to sneak in with Xu Ling at all.

After entering from the elevator, Tang Jing quickly came to the first floor of Olma Supermarket.

The first floor is mostly related to food, and the most guests are here.

As soon as I walked into the supermarket, I saw someone calling my parents asking for money:

"You gave birth to me, did I agree? Why don't you work hard with me when you show me off in the **** weekdays? Don't **** ink, give me money!" A filial young man .

Tang Jing whispered to Xu Ling:

"You... can you sense him?"

"His breath can spread, covering a lot of people, I can only feel it when I get closer."

The breath of humans and evil is completely different, especially when negative emotions are generated.

But the people here... now feel very happy because of depravity and indulgence. They have never been so "free".

Tang Scenic Spot nodded and said:

"Then let's find them one by one. I'll go ahead and you will be behind me."

Xu Ling did not expect that Tang Jing did not seem to have changed.

Or did Tang Jing already possess a certain resistance?

Tang Jing is also very strange at this point.

In fact, in his heart, there are already some ideas sprouting, and he really wants to beat up these arrogant white people.

I really want to say to Xu Ling loudly, the one who scumbags you is my master! I don't have you, I really treat you as a friend.

However, he can resist these thoughts.

Obviously, I really want to spit out these people who think that they are superior, and I also want to scold the teachers who brought racism into the school, and even... I want to rub Xu Ling's face, but they just suddenly The idea came out, but it was not so strong that it had to be done.

Mental strength.

Naturally, Tang Jing couldn't understand the concept of mental power. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the ability to resist this state.

So Xu Ling didn't feel it. She was a evil depravity with relatively strong mental power, and she was completely immune to this kind of diffuse emotional entry that had just awakened.

Tang Jingxin said it was okay...just forget about scolding the white-skinned person. If she really did something like that to Xu Ling, she would kill me, right?

After confirming that he could bear it, Tang Jing and Xu Ling began to find people slowly.

They met an obese middle-aged woman on a shelf full of chocolates. She is devouring chocolate frantically:

"Hahahahaha, reducing Nima's fat, is my fat hindering you! Is it wrong for me to like to eat chocolate! You skinny monkeys, why look at me with that kind of eyes! I want to eat, I want to eat !"

The next thing is the sound of swallowing.

A woman’s neck is probably like an advertiser for Michelin tires, with several layers of meat clearly visible.

She used to scream hard to lose weight and live a healthy life.

Tang Jing felt that this person was innocent... and knocked him unconscious.

"Eating too much of this food will kill you."

The woman could not respond to Tang Jing because she had passed out.

Xu Ling shook his head:

"It's not her."

Tang Jing continued to look for the next person.

"Working overtime? Are you kidding me?" An office man in a black suit who originally came to the coffee shop inside the supermarket to buy coffee for his boss said to the phone in a mocking tone.

"How could anyone like to be woken up at 5:30 a.m. every morning, then **** at 6 o'clock, wait for the car until 6:30 after washing, and be sleepy at about 7 o'clock, squeeze oneself to make money for others?

"You look at your dog face, as if you are asking me all the time: Yes? Look at the residual value?"

"I can go to your Malgobi, the uncle is not waiting for you!"

It's refreshing, who doesn't want to be so frustrated with the boss. But this person's job should be lost. It is conceivable that people who can run out to buy drinks for their boss at night must be working overtime...not to say that they love work, but at least they are people who are working hard to survive.

Xu Ling still shook his head, and Tang Jing continued to search.

Fortunately, during this time period, not the peak period, the Olma Supermarket should have closed. The customers are very sporadic. If it were put at 7:8 in the afternoon, I am afraid that a life case would have occurred here.

In fact, Tang Jing is still a little more optimistic. A murder has already occurred in this supermarket.

In the toy merchandise area, when a child learned that his birthday gift was not a game console, but a reading machine, he took a baseball bat and began to slam his mother.

Xu Ling took Tang Jing's hand, a little unbearable.

The mother had been beaten to the ground, and the child who beat her mother gave a crazy smile, "Go to death", and nailed the mother to the ground like a nail.

In fact, when the child learned that the gift was school supplies, he was only slightly dissatisfied. But after coming to this supermarket, this kind of dissatisfaction began to magnify.

A well-behaved and sensible child on weekdays became a demon at this moment.

Why should I study? Why should I enroll so many cram schools? Why should I scold me for a bad exam? Why do you always compare me with others?

I also know in my heart that parents may have their own expectations, but they are also good to themselves in essence, but they just can't control the desire to indulge themselves.

Xu Ling covered her mouth, looking a little bit painful.

Tang Jing also knocked the child out, and he realized the seriousness of the matter.

If the whole city is like this, people let their evil thoughts magnify...this city will definitely become a city of demons.

The doomsday has brought many weird chaos, and these chaos are so similar to the prosperous country seven hundred years ago.

At that time, people didn't realize the terrible distortion. The world would always get sick. In the entire human history, every time the world got sick, many people would die.

It's just that humans survived after all, and they thought they would survive this time soon.

But distortion... is the cancer of this world. It will not be eliminated, it will only continue to spread, aggravate, and deteriorate.

Now, this cancer cell that has stopped spreading for seven hundred years has spread again.

Tang Jing and Xu Ling continued to look for people.

There are teachers who complain that school children are scumbags.

There are fitness instructors who are calling and harassing female clients.

There are wicked artists who complain that actors are paid too little, only more than two million a day, and fans are too mentally disabled.

Some people just magnify the evil in their hearts, while others expose their false masks.

Finally, in the home appliance corner of the supermarket, Tang Jing saw a person holding a microphone and shouting:

"Carnival, step into freedom! Hahahahahaha, let this city be completely free! Stop being a slave to humanity, **** humanity!"

Psychiatrist, McRoad.

At the age of thirty-nine, he diagnosed countless patients and witnessed the distorted past of many people. I also faintly lamented how the changes in the social system at the macro level will affect the distortion of human nature at the onlooker level.

He has enlightened many people. Although he has only been in this community for a few years, he is highly respected by the locals. He should have had a good old age.

But suddenly one day, an old friend came to find his comfort. This old friend had some scandal not long ago and sexually assaulted students.

So the original university professor was fired and became a vagrant.

McRoad thought that his old friend was here to seek enlightenment. Although he knew that his old friend could be said to have done something bad, but in any case, the doctor should not pick on the patient.

An old friend sexually assaults a student, he himself has a disease in his heart, and he cannot let it go.

It's just that the kind-hearted McRoad did not expect that his old friend was not here to seek treatment, but...to bring destruction.

The university professor **** McRoad, and then called McRoad's wife and daughter back in front of McRoad.

In the end... in front of McCord, smiled and killed his wife and daughter.

Negative emotions instantly turned the psychiatrist into an evil depravity, but even if it became an evil depravity, he could still suppress the urge to devour humans. He only wanted revenge and smashed this scum into pieces, but he had never thought of making the whole world chaotic.

Until the former friend took out an alarm clock. At the moment the alarm clock rang, the stronger negative emotions and hatred of the world made McLord's temperament completely distorted.

Ever since... he became the source of infection.

Where one goes, it will liberate people from the source of infection of evil nature.

At this moment, he was wearing the clothes he usually used to work, but he was no longer calm and elegant as he used to be, shouting loudly:

"Let's fall! Fallen! Life is so tired, why bother to find a peaceful way, obey your own sex, won't all problems be solved?"

He has received many people with different appearances, and he has tried hard to let these people suppress the evil in his heart, and let the kindness dominate his soul.

Maybe he is not a smart psychiatrist, but he is definitely a competent psychiatrist.

But now... because of that change, he has completely changed.

"Liberate your nature! Do what you want to do! This world has no restrictions on you! Dance, revel, let the ** boil, hahahahaha..."

There was endless enthusiasm in his scarlet eyes, Xu Ling didn't know why, and suddenly felt sadness coming from it.

She has a very familiar feeling for this professor. But I can't think of it. She just felt... he shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be like this.

"It's him," Xu Ling said.

There was an extra dagger in Tang Jing's hand. It was bought by the old Zhaohua with a lot of money. It was made with the most advanced alloy technology and could easily cut steel.

McLord looked at Tang Jing and said:

"It seems that you are still being restrained by your nature, you are not free enough. It doesn't matter, I'll help you!"

After McRoad's voice fell, Tang Jing felt that the things in his sight were slightly distorted.

In the next second, the suppressed **** in his heart broke through the imprisonment in an instant.

Tang Jing's temperament has changed.

"Kill, kill, kill! I will kill all those who discriminate against us."

"Yes! Do what you want to do! Don't waste your talents! Hahahahaha..." McCord was satisfied.

But the next second, when Tang Jing turned to see Xu Ling, another change occurred.

Tang Jing looked at Xu Ling, at this moment countless thoughts came out, and finally—

Tang Jing pulled Xu Ling into his arms, and Xu Ling's face instantly blushed.

"This is who I am! I don't care if you are evil or a monster! As long as I like it, I care if you are human!"

Xu Ling was stunned.

He was saying...Does he like me?

The girl felt that her breathing was a little unsmooth, and her cheeks were hot. She has seen three kinds of Tang Jing so far.

The first type, Tang Jing, has great strength, calmness and unrestrained charm.

This is undoubtedly my favorite.

The second type of Tang Jing seems to have become a lot weaker, and a bit young and cautious, but it reveals a kind of youthfulness and sincerity.

This is the third type...very domineering, vicious, with a murderous aura...what you can say, but you can't get scared.

Tang Jingzong laughed loudly, but also let go of Xu Ling.

"Do you think I will do what I want to do? I think your ability is invincible in the world!"

These words were addressed to McRoad.

McLeod was also very surprised. Tang Jing was indeed infected, but it was a little abnormal.

Rare distortion entry · ** Liberation.

For the early stage of distortion and spread, this kind of entry was already at a bug level, and Tang Jing really couldn't resist it.

Even if he casts a few more divine descents and his strength rises again, he can't resist it.

Therefore, some of Tang Jing's inner desires were magnified. For example, he wanted to get close to Xu Ling, and he wanted to curse those racially discriminatory people who usually look down on others.

But what he wants to do more is to save the world!

The power of the whole body was gathered in the legs~www.novelmt.com~ and burst out instantly. Tang Jing didn't know how to control the companion power, but because of one of the many benefits of God descending, he was able to remember the way Master exerted his power!

At this moment, a blade of light swept across!

McLord's head... slipped from his neck, neatly cut.

With Tang Jing's power, it was not enough to swing such a clean slash.

However, the equipment made by the old Zhaohua gave Tang Jing a great help!

Orropike Street, the source of distortion of the Olma Supermarket, unplug it.

At the moment McLord died, all the people affected by the liberation of the liberation felt a shock in their brains.

Next... are all kinds of startled screams.

Some screamed directly at high decibels, and some screamed "oh! no! god!" with awkward toes digging out of three rooms and one hall.

The death scene of a large community arrived.

Even Tang Jing's face was as red as a monkey's butt, because not long ago, he did something he wanted to do that he didn't dare to do.

Xu Ling didn't care about this, her heart was occupied by a great sense of anxiety.

She walked slowly to McRoad.

Then he pointed to McRoad's body.

Tang Jing followed Xu Ling's gaze, his previous emotions suddenly dissipated, and suddenly there was a feeling of horror when thinking carefully.

"It seems that this time... is just the beginning?"

"Their next goal... will it... be me?" Xu Ling said tremblingly.

Tang Jing didn't speak, but silently looked at McRoad's wrist.

The place that Xu Ling pointed to was McRoad’s wrist, which was engraved with a pattern she was familiar and unfamiliar with——

Box four.

(In the next chapter, I should return to the protagonist line, but maybe... Maybe I will ask for leave tomorrow. Hard to say, I hope to reverse the pigeon.)