Chapter 537: 傀儡 术?

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"However, the main thing right now is to resolve this matter."
In order to bring Shu Yishan's mother back completely, she must get rid of the soul occupying her body in front of her. This is a trivial matter, and he can do it in minutes.
But what made Ning Tianlin frown was the one hiding behind this soul! It was this man who forced the soul of this man on Shu Yishan's mother! However, it was just frowning. He was rather scared than Ning Tianlin.
Although the specific strength of the man could not be obtained from the memory of this soul, he still knew some information.
"Let her stay here until the people behind her deal with it, then come over."
Now that Ning Tianlin is here, of course he will not let go of the actor, and will give Shu Yishan's mother's to occupy, this kind of person is going to hell! They are ready to address the people behind them.
"despair!"
"despair!"
Never opening the door of this ward, Ning Tianlin turned around, went downstairs, and walked towards the rear of the hospital. He didn't even leave anyone behind to monitor the woman, and there was a combat system in place, all of which didn't matter.
Seven minutes later, Ning Tianlin's figure appeared in a bungalow. This is also the only bungalow that Ning Tianlin walked through the hospital and saw a large area.
I don't know if it is because of the strong air conditioning in the bungalow, or the three words above the head, "morgue". When Ning Tianlin was at the door, he felt a cold chill.
"despair!"
Without much hesitation, Ning Tianlin stepped forward, opened the door made of iron sheet, and walked in. As he entered, three big men in black clothes stood at the door and did not allow others to enter.
Even in this place, not many people have come.
"This temperature is low enough!"
Ning Tianlin pushed open the door and saw a table and a chair, followed by rows of folders. There was a bottle of wine on the table, not Erguotou, nor any domestic wine. If he had some knowledge of foreign wine, he would know that it was a very strong bottle of whiskey.
It's just the seat, and no one is there.
"Morgue, it's worthy of being overcast."
The low temperature is not the only reason for the freezer. It is cold and can make people goosebumps. Even if Ning Tianlin stayed in this place, there was a slight discomfort. I always feel the sorrow of the dead body, gathered in this place.
"despair!
"despair!"
It was very quiet here, and Ning Tianlin's footsteps even echoed.
"Oh good, there's another body!"
Perhaps he heard the footsteps of Ning Tianlin. It was abrupt, and a crappy Chinese sounded inside, and his tone was happy. It seemed that another body was very happy to come, and this voice made Ning Tianlin frown. "Foreigner!"
"It seems to be the Lord!"
Ning Tianlin learned from the memory of the soul that the morgue's corpse was a foreigner, but she did not know what country the foreigner was from and what he was doing here.
"The corpse!"
"Why no body!"
When the foreigner appeared, Ning Tianlin set his sights on him. He was very tall, with a height of over one meter and nine meters, but he was too old, about fifty years old, and a little thin.
Only Ning Tianlin noticed that his eyes were very sharp, almost like a viper. Just swiping on himself, Ning Tianlin knew that he must have remembered all his looks.
"who are you!"
"Why are you here!"
The foreigner apparently realized that the young man was not here to deliver the corpse, nor was he the usual one. He could not help but frown, even with a tone.
He didn't like strangers, and he didn't like strangers looking at him with straight eyes.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I want to know who you are."
Ning Tianlin stared at each other's eyes seriously.
"What do you mean?"
The other person's body was tight, eyes narrowed, staring sharply at Ning Tianlin's eyes, and even a sense of Morin's killing, he could not help but rise, covering Ning Tianlin.
Does the other party doubt their identity?
How is this possible in China!
"Who do you say I am? I'm just an ordinary corpse." His eyes were cold, and Ning Tianlin answered slowly. He even took a look behind Ning Tianlin, and there was no extra person following him, so he was relieved in his heart.
Alone, it doesn't matter if you kill it!
"You are a foreigner."
"Haha."
Ning Tianlin laughed abruptly. How could he know who the other party was? In the memory of that soul, he only knew that there was such a person, but he did not know his identity. It is this foreigner in front of her that puts her soul into Shu Yishan's mother's body.
"Sir, this joke is not funny at all."
The other person's eyes were already cold, as if angry at Ning Tianlin's ridicule.
"Not funny?" Ning Tianlin responded, "Then you tell me, which country are you from? I am very interested in a foreigner who has been in the morgue for more than three years. I am really curious."
Ning Tianlin had some intentions of playing cats and mice, and didn't immediately act on the other side. "Did you have a necrophilia and like these corpses?"
"Or the corpse in the morgue, is it useful to you?"
"Go out!"
"You go out for me!"
The stranger's face was already very ugly. He knew he didn't know what the young man was looking for, and didn't want to know. Now he only felt a hint of threat. He seemed to read a little threat from the eyes of the young man.
Even stepped forward, Ning Tianlin was pushed.
"Wow!"
However, before the other party reached Ning Tianlin, the sword flashed, and the severed arm fell to the ground, blood splattered, followed by a terrible misery. Ning Tianlin cut off the opponent's arm with a dagger.
Ignoring the shout of this stranger, he said coldly, "I hate people pushing me!"
"despair!"
"despair!"
At this moment, the other party moved, bearing the pain, throwing a ball of gray metal dross with his left arm. Then Ning Tianlin saw that two humans were tall, with big stomachs, long arms and short legs, and they appeared in this morgue.
"What the hell?"
Ning Tianlin's eyes narrowed, he could not feel any breath of life from these two metal human figures.
"Two juniors!"
The combat effectiveness system was at this point, explaining Ning Tianlin's doubts.
"Zhushu?"
Ning Tianlin thought of the name in the cartoon. And he noticed that all the joints of these two maggots were protruding, as if they could rotate 180 degrees. And many of their parts are dark green, which is likely to be highly toxic.
(End of this chapter)