Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

The first cut...

Second knife.

The fifty-third cut.

The 176th cut.

I originally thought that the Fighting God was already a demon even more ruthless than me... but I never expected there to be a man even more demonic than the Fighting God.

Whose general is this?

After being skinned alive, I lost count of how many cuts I received.

In my dying moments, I vaguely saw the boys I had killed, dressed in red, rushing towards me, tearing at my flesh, ripping my skin apart, and sucking my marrow...

I, Zhao Guizhen, am going to die...

Although I'm a scumbag... I don't want to become mincemeat; this shouldn't be my end.

...

As dawn approached and the sky began to lighten, Xiao Zizai looked at the mosaic tiles scattered across the ground. After a hard night's work, Master Xiao finally smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing him wipe the sweat from his forehead, I sensed a sense of release.

"The ingredients aren't great, but my cooking skills... are still pretty good."

Xiao Zizai was fairly satisfied with his work; he had dismembered Zhao Guizhen's body completely.

Meat is meat, bone is bone, the head is connected to the spine... the areas are clearly defined.

nice...

Too beautiful.

Xiao Zizai really wanted to share his work with his temporary colleagues in other regions, but after thinking about it, he decided against it and just quietly took out his phone to take several sets of photos of his work from all angles.

Watching the sunrise gradually rise among the mountains in the distance, Xiao Zizai also took two photos with Zhao Guizhen.

In the photo, he smiles with a refined yet wicked air, while Zhao Guizhen's expression is lifeless, and his head connected to his spine looks somewhat terrifying.

The rising sun in the background of the photo gives a sense of hope, and the combination of these elements in one photo creates an inexplicable sense of contrast.

"My friend...you won't see the sun tomorrow, so take a good look at it while it's still rising today..."

After speaking frankly to his fellow patient Zhao Guizhen, Xiao Zizai slowly got up, packed all his equipment into his backpack, gathered Zhao Guizhen's remains aside, and then strode away.

This night, which belonged solely to him and Zhao Guizhen... has finally come to an end.

He was satisfied.

Zhao Guizhen finally succeeded in committing suicide.

As the sun rises, one can't help but sigh that both of them have bright futures ahead.

On the way back to Biyou Village, Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses, and thought of his good colleague Zhou Fengliu again.

Despite having irrefutable evidence that Zhao Guizhen had harmed someone, they still gave him the ingredients, causing him to lose a sales opportunity for no reason.

Since others are so particular, he can't be careless.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zizai decided to go back and give Zhou Fengliu another friendship red envelope.

...

Three poles in the sun.

My good colleague Lao Xiao has finally woken up.

Zhou Fengliu stretched. He hadn't slept very well last night and had a dream in which he saw Xiao Zi slowly but surely cutting Zhao Guizhen to pieces. The scene was so bloody that he couldn't bear to look at it.

"Luckily, I didn't go up the mountain with Lao Xiao last night... If I had actually seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have been able to sleep last night." Zhou Fengliu recalled his dream from last night and suddenly sighed.

Seeing that Wang Ye's bed was empty, Zhou Fengliu had gotten used to the fact that he and Wang Ye woke up at different times. After washing up a bit, he prepared to go to Fu Rong's place to get some food.

He had only taken a couple of steps outside when he ran into a middle-aged man in a shirt.

"Good morning, Lao Xiao." Zhou Fengliu greeted Xiao Zizai when he saw him.

"Good morning...my good colleague," Xiao Zizai replied, then asked Zhou Fengliu to take out his phone and open the payment code.

"What?" Zhou Fengliu looked at his phone and was puzzled as another five thousand yuan was transferred to him.

“I had a great time with Master Zhao last night. This is compensation for my good colleague, since you were the one who caught the prey first,” Xiao Zizai said in a serious tone.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow slightly, and seemed to smell the lingering scent of blood on Xiao Zizai's body.

"Old Xiao...you're being too polite. We're all company employees, and we're all one family. Oh, by the way, you seemed to be having a lot of fun with Master Zhao. Did you take a couple of photos together? Let me see them."

Zhou Fengliu was still somewhat curious about what the human scorpion looked like.

This thing is like a horror movie; you're a little scared, but you still want to watch it.

Upon hearing Zhou Fengliu's request, Xiao Zizai remained silent for two seconds before showing Zhou Fengliu a photo of himself and Zhao Guizhen taken that morning.

Zhou Fengliu silently swallowed as he looked at the photo in front of him.

Don't say...

It was scraped quite clean.

"Pretty good, right? I'm quite satisfied with this work." Xiao Zizai looked at the selfie he had taken with great appreciation.

"Hmm...it's strange. Let me take another look." Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin and commented.

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu couldn't appreciate the beauty of the photos, Xiao Zizai didn't react much. After all, most of the people in the world who could understand the beauty in his photos were his fellow patients.

He took his phone back and put it in his pocket, then explained to Zhou Fengliu:

"I... am a patient, I have a mental illness, I have a violent streak, and sometimes I can't control myself, so... my dear colleague, when I ask you to stay away from me, please don't ask any questions..."

"Old Xiao, how long has this illness lasted?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"A very long time."

Have you seen a doctor?

"There is no cure. When I really can't control myself... I want to kill anyone."

“Is that so? If you have these symptoms, I do have a place that might be able to cure your ailment. If not, you can go to Longhu Mountain and see the Old Celestial Master,” Zhou Fengliu said in a serious tone.

Don't you want to kill everyone?

Go try consulting with the most outstanding celestial master of our time...

Whenever he has an attack, he goes to kill the Celestial Master... If he can kill the Celestial Master, then Xiao Zizai is awesome; if he can't... he'll get beaten up by the Celestial Master dozens of times and slowly wither away.

"..."

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's suggestion of where to seek treatment, Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and remained silent.

...

Just as Zhou Fengliu was chatting with Xiao Zizai, an uninvited guest arrived at Chen Duo's residence.

In front of Chen Duo's house, Zhong Xiaolong and Qiu Rang sat on two small stools, respectively. The two of them were responsible for taking care of Chen Duo today.

"Is your ring really beyond repair?" Zhong Xiaolong asked Qiu Rang beside him.

"What's the point of fixing this... Forget it, let's just forge a new one."

Qiu Rang sighed. Just two days ago, when he went to pick up Chen Duo, his protective magic artifact was cracked by some company employee and couldn't be repaired.

...

P.S.: Happy New Year! To all my godfathers!

Chapter 160 Chen Duo's Confusion! (First Update)

The two had barely exchanged a few words when Chen Junyan seemed to notice something and started barking at a dog in the distance.

Upon hearing the sound, Qiu Rang turned his head and saw a short, middle-aged man walking over with a restrained expression.

Qiu Rang recognized the man... he was also a company employee who had come to arrest Chen Duo.

"Step back! This is not a place for you!" Qiu Rang stood up and shooed away Lao Meng, a temporary worker from the Northwest.

"Can't you understand human language?! Come any closer and I'll close the door and unleash the dogs!"

As Qiu Rang spoke, Chen Junyan on the ground cooperated by yelling wildly at Lao Meng.

Seeing that Lao Meng had not retreated, both Qiu Rang and Zhong Xiaolong were ready to make a move.

Seeing this, Lao Meng hurriedly spoke up:

"I'm here to talk to Chen Duo..."

"Talk? What's there to talk about? Don't think I don't know what you're after! Chen Junyan! Go! Bit him to death."

Qiu Rang dispatched "dog warrior" Chen Junyan.

But to Ling Chou's surprise, Chen Junyan was subdued by the middle-aged man in front of him before he could even last three rounds, wagging his tail and looking like a sycophant.

"Your name is Chen Junyan? What a nice name, so well-behaved." Old Meng was exuding Qi as he communicated with Chen Junyan.

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