How could Ai Liang agree to this kind of face-based request.

Who knows where, people will throw a cup as a sign.

In a flash, hundreds of armored users filed out and surrounded themselves.

You said Moose is still in their hands?

Just be there.

People's countermeasures bureau, from food to housing, from wearing to use, from birth to death, one-stop service to the end.

It just so happens that this widow and lonely old man doesn't have to worry about the issue of old-age care in the future.

Besides, keeping Muss lurking beside Janus is far better than sending him to the Countermeasures Bureau for research.

Maybe this guy can still activate the group to destroy the halo and join the countermeasures bureau with a meritorious service.

A second-rate man who has been mixed up from the road is transferred to an official official.

Realize the successful transformation of frustrated middle-aged life.

Anyway, the link between Engraving and the Apostles had been severed by Ai Liang.

Moose doesn't have to worry about himself, he will end up as a mask user.

The previous set of rhetoric was only used by Ai Liang to fool Moos.

The purpose is to make him work hard.

After all, this guy will only show 2,000% of his energy when it comes to his own safety.

In a word.

Ai Liang is not very interested in rescuing Moose.

Facing the expected rejection.

Xia Qiyuan was not discouraged: "Hey, don't say that. Trust is a thing that comes from getting along for a long time. You don't even want to meet each other. How can you generate trust?

By the way, we seemed to have a fate back then? "

"..."

Faced with this very familiar sophistry, Ai Liang couldn't help but think of Xia Qiyuan back then.

At that time, the hermit was just an investigative reporter who provided information to the police anonymously.

Back then, Xia Qiyuan used this kind of rhetoric to deceive Mianji from Ai Liang who was still naive at the time.

Then, as soon as he flicked, Ai Liang became confused and became a police informant.

But this sentence also reminded Ai Liang.

Thinking about it, he suddenly realized something.

Although Gao Bin was too far apart, the suggestion was buried too deep, and there was no way to touch the suggestion for the time being.

But on Moose's side, Ai Liang could immediately restore his memory.

Now that the other party already knows, his true identity is the hermit.

Then there is no need to hide the messenger.

Anyway, afterwards, I can also find the messenger through Hongying.

Ai Liang no longer hesitated, letting go of the limitation of the memory bank.

Copied a copy of Moose's memory today and sent it back.

The spiritual transformation inherited by Xia Qiyuan is to lodge his own will on other people, and then forcibly seize everything in the other person's body, including memory.

And the other person's original personality consciousness will fall into a long sleep under the effect of Zhuanling.

It is necessary to use a more scientific method to describe this ability in an easy-to-understand manner.

Probably it is the sub-personality of the patient with schizophrenia, eliminating the owner, Gerju, occupying the magpie's nest.

However, although this ability may seem exaggerated, the actual effect is somewhat tasteless.

First of all, the goal of turning spirits must have mental power equal to or less than the body, otherwise it will be backlashed.

Invading ordinary people with the power inherited by Xia Qiyuan, or weaker fusion fighters, there is no problem.

But I want to rely on this to beat the members of the Apostles, even the idea of ​​a thousand-faced people...

Guess how He Jun died back then?

Now Xia Qiyuan's spirit is located in Moose's body.

Moose's personality fell into a deep sleep, and he could naturally recall his memories.

The memory of several hours suddenly popped out of his mind, which puzzled Xia Qiyuan for a while.

But after gradually clarifying the content of the memory, his face changed slightly.

Ai Liang's consciousness is now lodged in the engraving in Moose's hands.

He can clearly perceive all the emotions of Xia Qiyuan.

Ai Liang didn't transmit all of Moose's memory at once, because that would not serve as a temptation.

He only used batch transmission to observe Xia Qiyuan's psychological activities.

Sure enough, when Xia Qiyuan saw the face of the messenger, he gradually turned into a hermit.

Ai Liang felt obvious emotional ups and downs.

"Are you He Jun or Xia Qiyuan?" Ai Liang asked.

The smile on Xia Qiyuan's face slowly faded.

For a long time to come, apart from the faint breathing, no sound was heard in the carriage.

Finally Xia Qiyuan sighed, "Long time no see, the hermit."

"I thought you would quibble."

"Is sophistry useful? You and I are not the kind of people who will be persuaded by the other party in a few words. Nonsense is nonsense no matter how much."

Xia Qiyuan took out an unopened pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit a long-lost cigarette.

"It seems that you keep paying attention to me after you die?"

Ai Liang's cold voice sounded in Moose's mind.

Xia Qiyuan cursed at the engraving: "You are dead! I am alive and well now."

"Using someone else's body?"

"Do you think I want to use this brash body?"

Xia Qiyuan said angrily: "Do you know how I came over the past ten years? Every day I pretend to be another person's life, it can drive people crazy."

"At least you survived successfully and gained strength and status."

"What you said, we can't just look at the problem in terms of results. If He Jun hadn't taken me with me back then, I wouldn't end up with no bones, right?

Besides, he took the initiative to give this body to me. Otherwise, how could I **** the body from the apostle as an ordinary person? "

It's not simple. As long as He Jun's consciousness dies, isn't his body yours?

Ai Liang was too lazy to argue with Xia Qiyuan on this matter.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, so Ai Liang didn't bother to care about it.

If you can gain this kind of power by pretending for ten years, the door of the countermeasures bureau will not be squeezed.

Ai Liang sneered at Xia Qiyuan's behavior of selling good after getting a bargain.

The level of Xia Qiyuan's grievance was not much worse than those of the bosses.

Hitting workers did not make any money, and the boss was crying poor, so who is the money?

Go straight to the sky in one step and become the top combat force in the countermeasures.

With such a thick skin, it's no wonder that this guy is called a double-handed man in the Tao.

"By the way, this matter is a big secret. Few people in the countermeasures bureau know about it. Please don't talk nonsense."

Xia Qiyuan controlled Moose's body and took a cigarette: "You see, I have told you such an important secret, shouldn't you mean it too?"

Xia Qiyuan didn't finish speaking, but the intention was already obvious.

Ai Liang was completely unmoved here.

You exchange a secret that I have guessed for information.

Where's the face?

Ai Liang obviously still underestimated the thickness of Xia Qiyuan's face.

The news that He Jun is dead is certainly shocking.

But this secret is of that kind, it seems important, but in fact it doesn't use farts.

Ai Liang knew that He Jun was dead, then what?

What can he do with this piece of information? Who should I tell?

The apostle would not care, let alone whether He Jun died or not.

As for the internal countermeasures bureau.

From the current point of view, Ai Liang's contact with the Countermeasures Bureau is completely harmless.

Xia Qiyuan was right, Ai Liang couldn't take the initiative to contact the Countermeasures Bureau.

That's why I said it boldly and confidently.

In short, it is very pomp and face.

The lining is not leaking.

For this empty gloved white wolf behavior.

Ai Liang naturally wanted to fight back: "Since you trust me so much, Moos will be handed over to you."

The corner of Xia Qiyuan's mouth twitched. Ai Liang's familiar style was undoubtedly learned from himself.

"Moose is with me now. There is nothing to do or not, right?"

"But I cut off the engraving link of the Apostles. Without me, your every move now would fall into the eyes of a thousand faces."

Ai Liang pulled up the tiger skin of a thousand-faced man without any psychological burden.

If the whole world has a total of 100 points of mental ability.

The actual distribution is about 100 points for Ai Liang, 100 points for the thousand-faced people, and 100 points for the rest.

That's right, it's so outrageous.

The mental aspect is the weakness of the countermeasures bureau, and the specific situation of the engraving is all up to Ai Liang himself.

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"The hermit, should you not deal with the apostles? As the so-called enemy's enemy is a friend, why can't we join hands?"

Xia Qiyuan began to lobby Ai Liang: "You have disappeared, should you want to hide your name?

There is a countermeasures bureau to provide you as a backer, and the Apostles will certainly not be like this in the future, and they will make cases to force you to show up at every turn.

Why not, you help us arrest the disciples, so if there are any problems, we can help you solve them, how? "

Ai Liang sneered: "Hehe, you mean if I don't show up, you will let them kill people at will? Do you think I will live and die among those people?"

Xia Qiyuan frowned, his face was not pretty.

Although the transformation of the hermit's personality has long been expected.

But he did not expect that he would be able to be a kind and honest investigative reporter with a few words, fudged and nervous.

It turns out to be this deep-hearted, indifferent and unfeeling appearance.