I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

Du Jue felt a surge of fear and anger in his heart. If this had hit him on the head, he would have died on the spot.

Fortunately, the axe tattoo reduced the impact force, and the blood demon tattoo quickly stopped the bleeding, but this horrific injury still made Du Jue unable to move.

"Help!"

The physiological twitching made Du Jue press the earphone on his left ear with difficulty, and then he made up his mind to enter a state of death.

Gray fog filled the air, and the broken and mixed bones and flesh were sorted and reassembled in an orderly manner like building blocks.

The excruciating pain of being burned to death by the raging fire made it difficult for Du Jue to even squat down, but the pain was getting smaller as the death energy was consumed.

After barely piecing his body together, the deathly aura immediately returned to Du Jue's tattoo.

However, the repair of the dead air is limited to the complete splicing, and the blood splashed on the face cannot flow back.

"Oh my god, why do I feel a little anemic and dizzy?"

clang!

Three metal collision sounds came from behind. Du Jue quickly rolled on the ground and hid at the stairs, lying on the wall and looking up.

I saw the iron hook claws tightly grasping the eaves of the house, and the sharp end even pierced into the hard concrete.

"What the hell?"

He stood up carefully, walked slowly towards the hook, looked down from the side and was immediately surprised.

There were three fully armed guys climbing up rapidly below. At this moment, Du Jue could even hear the friction sound of the retrieving grappling hook rope.

Kaka.

Du Jue was shocked to realize that this group of people were coming for him and immediately drew out his boning knife to try to cut the black rope, but the touch from the knife immediately made him realize that it was a steel cable.

While a boning knife can cut meat like mud, it's just a fine knife for other materials.

Snapped!

Don't open the tear gas grenade on your belt and put it next to the hook, then rush back to the stairs. At this time, it is better to run away when facing an unknown enemy.

"Bloodstains, confirmed!"

The three stepped onto the roof silently. Just as they stood firm, a large amount of pungent smoke rose at their feet. However, it had no effect on them as they were wrapped tightly in pure black combat uniforms.

The team quickly dropped the steel cable and rushed to the stairs, reaching the fifth floor in a blink of an eye.

"Bloodstains, lost!"

The three searched the ground repeatedly but could not find any trace of blood, so they immediately decided to act separately.

"I'll go to the top floor to control the exit. You continue searching. Anyone who stands outside will be killed on the spot."

As the speaker turned and went upstairs, the remaining two immediately went together to inspect the room.

The design of this building uses a shared toilet on each floor, so I hid in the corner of the toilet at this moment, holding my breath and lowering my heartbeat.

Through the blurry reflection of the window at the end of the corridor, Du Jue saw that one of them went in to check, and the other stood guard at the door. They were obviously well-trained.

Who sent it?

This style doesn't seem like a gang's, could it be the one who's doing the cleaning?

Listening to the faint footsteps approaching, Du Jue knew that this was not the time to think about these things, he had to make a decision.

Du Jue tightly gripped the boning knife, unable to contain his fear at the thought that the enemy's gun could blow his body apart with one shot.

Even if his reaction speed is fast, can it be faster than pulling the trigger?

"put an end to?!"

An anxious shout came from the bottom of the stairs, which immediately made the other party raise their guns and become alert.

Can't wait any longer!

The last smoke bomb on the belt was thrown out by Du Jue with force.

thump.

The movement behind him immediately made the team member fire a blind shot backwards, but the eyes under the goggles showed a little panic and confusion when they saw the hissing white smoke.

Swish!

A sharp blade flew from the right, and his gun muzzle was immediately attracted by it. After drawing an arc, it immediately pointed at the gray man rushing out from the left.

For low- to mid-level finishers, the strength of firearms is unquestionable.

The team member lowered the gun and fired without hesitation. Three flowers of blood bloomed on Du Jie's legs, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Target, Ugh!!"

Just when the team member wanted to report, Du Jue's hand had already touched his boots. Such an elite fighter instantly wailed and kept shaking the gun in his hand.

At first he was still able to hold on to the weapon, but when he was completely exposed to the death energy, he fell to the ground with a thud and started crying.

Seeing this, the reinforcements who came out of the room immediately shot Du Jue in the thigh and was about to bend down to lift his teammate, but the spreading death energy immediately wrapped around his fingertips.

"what!!!"

They piled together and wailed madly, and only Du Jue, who was well prepared, could barely maintain consciousness.

The four people downstairs finally arrived. When Du Jue thought of there was a guy on the roof, he immediately raised his hand and pointed towards the stairs, and then tried hard to turn off the dead air state.

It's not that I can't control the Death Tattoo, it's just that the pain is too great to concentrate.

Du Jue tried hard to suppress the deathly aura, but when he was repairing the corpse, he realized that these guys had only shot at his legs.

"Don't go over there!"

As soon as he saw Du Jue's expression, Luo immediately stopped the others and then looked up along the direction of Du Jue's finger.

What hit me was a huge smell of blood.

A huge blood-red monster walked down the stairs with a cat-like step, holding a helmeted head in its mouth. It looked like a person wearing a doll costume.

Without waiting for Luo to ask, Elena hurriedly dropped her head and jumped over them to Du Jue with concern.

"What's wrong with you?! Don't die!"

"We finally became friends."

Du Jue, who had used most of his death energy to repair his feet, gritted his teeth and pushed away the right foot that was pressing on his chest. Only after he saw that all three enemies were dead did he finally hold his head and howl.

Du Jue looked as if countless ants were crawling over his body as he kept scratching his neck and skin with his hands, and soon his body was covered in blood.

Even Elena couldn't understand what Du Jue was doing. Du Jue looked as if he was having an epileptic seizure.

"Stop licking my feet!"

"Okay, I just want to see if you're dying. I saw both of your legs seem to be broken."

The frequent embrace of death caused Du Jue to experience phantom pain that he could not ignore. He felt that he might as well die.

Excessive blood loss made Du Jue's lips turn pale and his limbs extremely weak.

"Give me…"

"Would you like me to lick you again? It won't hurt if you lick it. My saliva is very effective in relieving pain."

"Capture him alive!"

Du Jue slammed the floor and everyone took action.

Room 101.

Du Jue, lying on the sofa, drank a cup of brown sugar water that Elena brought him. He could feel the movement in the alley outside late at night. The scavengers were very well-behaved and did not touch the houses.

Avoid feeling tired even when chewing red dates. This kind of dead air is not a panacea.

"That's totally unacceptable. I've used all the torture techniques I know."

Luo walked out of the bedroom holding a pair of bloody pliers. This response made Du Jue frown.

After cleaning up the large area of blood on her chest, Elena yawned and became serious.

"Well-equipped, well-trained, not a gang member."

"There's no markings on his body, and he's armed with sophisticated firearms. He doesn't look like he came from a research institute. Small companies don't have the energy to produce this kind of stuff."

When Elena spoke here, she lowered her voice and leaned close to Du Jue's ear.

"I think this might be the secret force of the World Wings. They have many ways to create assassins. Do you really have some special physique?"

"Or is it the kind of experimental subject that escaped?"

Seeing Du Jue in a daze, Elena licked the bloody marks on his neck.

"You don't need to tell me, I believe you."

"No matter what, I am your friend and I will help you."

"Ah."

Du Jue knew clearly that he was just an ordinary person in the back alley. The only special thing was that he carried a work card transformed by Kaji.

But the other party cannot be Company B's spy, otherwise there would be no need to go through so much trouble, so it is impossible for him to know this secret.

So do you have any other secrets?

Really!

35 Green Journey

It is impossible that he is a time traveler, but this kind of thing is actually not uncommon in the city.

In addition to the glass window technology that can observe parallel worlds, there is also a special finisher named Violet Teardrop, who truly possesses the ability to travel through time and space.

"A journey of verdant green."

If there was any company that Du Jue could associate with, it would be the Technology Alliance that was wiped out by K Company on the day he traveled through time, but this unfortunate thing had already been destroyed by K Company.

Even if it still exists, is it possible that an organization that is not even the Wings of the World knows about him as a time traveler?

Du Jue fell asleep on the sofa while thinking about it, and everyone just left quietly.

"I will not eat!"

Du Jue, sweating profusely, rolled off the sofa to the ground. He touched his neck and stood up with lingering fear. He had just had a nightmare that Yi Yin forced him to drink large intestine soup.

She said the idea came from Du Jue's saliva soup.

"Fuck, why is it the next day already?"

Du Jue felt a headache at the thought of facing Yi Yin today, and the phantom pain brought by the death energy still existed, causing a dull pain whenever he moved slightly.

"You were too tired yesterday, so I didn't bother you."

After putting away the quilt on the sofa, Katae reached out and handed a white cylinder to Du Jue, who picked it up with confusion.

"what is this?"

"Pneumatic syringe, pressing the skin can quickly inject the medicine. The red button on the top is treatment, and the blue one is calming."

Du Jue hesitated for only a moment before pressing the red button on the back of his hand. The scratches on the surface of his skin healed quickly, and his qi and blood were restored.

You are a talent!

Du Jue immediately fell in love with this little gadget and felt that Katae's talent was not in combat, but was suitable for scientific research.

If Katae had entered the Wings of the World earlier, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many troubles later.

"What's that in blue?"

"Enkephalin."

He casually clipped the pneumatic syringe to his belt, put on his coat in a hurry and prepared to leave. When he opened the door, he found three iron men chatting in the corridor.

"You're all awake, why didn't anyone call me?"

"Humph, I don't know the heart of a good person."

Under Du Jue's urging, the three of them got into the car immediately.

The factory became so busy that the vendors couldn't even squeeze in.

The rats and small gangs affiliated with the Bereaved Dogs happily received their money, and many of them were selected to join the Bereaved Dogs to supplement their manpower.

"Hello, cadres!"