Chapter 812

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva as if he could not believe what was happening in front of him. Circles of cracks had already spread at the spot where he had just exerted force

It could be imagined that with a gentle push, the glass would break. No matter how strong it was, as long as there were cracks, the countdown to its destruction had already begun.

Su Bai looked at the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man looked at Su Bai.

He was clearly just talking about a bowl of chicken soup. How did such a situation happen?

"You just said that you want to thank me?" Su Bai asked. Obviously, he did not mean to ask this question at this time. The glass had broken. The originally dead end was equivalent to a corner of it being broken. A ray of hope that had been blocked appeared again.

The middle-aged man nodded stiffly. Then, he looked at his fist in disbelief. How did this glass shatter?

"Then... now we have a chance to put this gratitude into action instead of keeping it in our mouths," Su Bai said.

"This..." The middle-aged man was momentarily speechless.

The mirror could be smashed,

This also meant that the situation of the three battlefields could actually be messed up. The three veterans were comprehending their newly increased strength and realm, and they did not kill the prey in front of them first. Thus, the balance of the situation was still the same as at the beginning.

If the middle-aged man chose to break this layer of glass at this time, then went to another battlefield, killed one of the veterans, and then killed another soul like Su Bai, he would not be able to do so.

Then..,

A situation that was originally a dead end for Su Bai had a chance of survival!

Three against three, the spots were here..,

If he wanted Su Bai to live, he had to let one of the judges die first and open up a spot. This was the spot to survive!

However, all of this depended on this middle-aged man. As long as he killed Su Bai now, he could leave this story world safely and bring along the benefits that belonged to him. If he planned to save Su Bai, he had to take the risk and kill another judge. There were many more variables in this.

The audience was selfish. No, to be precise, as long as they were ordinary people, they were selfish. Especially when it was related to their own interests, the selfish side of people would be magnified and revealed.

Su Bai was not surprised by the middle-aged man's silence. If Su Bai was in the other party's position, he would be the same.

"Standing here to comprehend is not as direct and in-depth as relying on battle to comprehend," Su Bai said. "We can not talk about the fact that I saved your son. I will not force you to repay me, but I am willing to give you a promise. If you let me go today, I will repay you several times in the future."

The middle-aged man raised his hand, signaling Su Bai to stop.

The middle-aged man raised his hand, signaling for Su Bai to stop.

Su Bai did not know what to say for a while. The other party's words seemed to mean that the hope that had just been ignited was suddenly extinguished, and not even the slightest spark could be found.

Su Bai did not know what to say. The man's words seemed to mean that the hope that had just been ignited was suddenly extinguished, not even a spark could be found.

"My son's life is second. You saved my son's life. As long as I am not in a situation where I have to die, I will repay you." The middle-aged man changed the topic.

The middle-aged man placed his hand on the piece of glass that was about to shatter. "I want to ask you one last time. Why did you save my son?"

Su Bai could see a touch of eagerness in the middle-aged man's eyes. The middle-aged man himself had said before that he only valued the technique and not the method of karma. Simply put, it was a good thing, and he would use it. As for its principle, he was sorry, but he did not dare to think about it or guess it. He was willing to go down foolishly.

However, if the middle-aged man still could not see some clues at this point, it would be a disgrace to his identity as a senior listener.

"I don't mind talking to you about that, but do you dare to listen?" Su Bai appeared to be very honest.

The middle-aged man's eagerness slowly cooled down. Finally, he shook his head heavily. "I don't dare."

Admitting one's cowardice was something very difficult for an ordinary person to do, but when it came to karma, admitting one was afraid and admitting one's fear was not embarrassing.

Yes, it was not embarrassing.

Yes, it was not embarrassing.

It was not embarrassing at all.

Even Su Bai did not feel the slightest bit of joy or excitement when things had developed to this point.

This time's survival was completely based on his sudden impulse that day in Tianjin. However, Su Bai did not dare to think that he controlled karma. Back then, as a senior, Lan Lin could suppress Yan Huihong and Thunderbolt Building, two people of the same level. She also had a good relationship with Lychee. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a peerless beauty. But what was her ending?

Su Bai could never forget the fear in Lan Lin's eyes before she committed suicide. She was so high and mighty, but in the end, she was even more pitiful than a rat in a smelly ditch.

The middle-aged man slapped the glass, and a piece of glass shattered.

"Who are you going to kill?" Su Bai asked.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly. "I gave a human cigarette. That cigarette contained some of my tricks. As an enhanced assassin, it is enough for me to do a lot of things."

"When did you give it to him?" Su Bai asked. "Before I was chosen as the opponent?"

The middle-aged man did not answer because his figure had already disappeared from this place.

Su Bai silently floated in this narrow space. He did not run around because there was nowhere to run. If the middle-aged man did not succeed in killing a judge, then he would not be able to escape his original fate. After all, no matter how much he could run, he would not be able to escape this story world.

He had already done what he should and should not have done,

Now..,

Just wait for the judgment of fate..,

This might..,

Be the true meaning of the name of this story world..

..

Old Fang's house was bustling with noise and excitement.

"Quick, quickly switch to Jiangsu Satellite TV. I want to see Xue Zhiqian."

Fatso shouted with a glass of beer in his hand.

At this moment, the remote control was in Gyatso's hand. Gyatso smiled speechlessly and changed the channel for Fatso.

The monk personally cooked and served a vegetarian meal on the coffee table. The vegetarian meal was very exquisite, and with some water and wine as decoration, it looked no less than the standard of those star-rated hotel chefs.

The three of them had already agreed that they would live in Old Fang's house together in the future. After all, after Old Fang's array formation had been modified by Fatso, it was equivalent to a very good castle. Living here, they had to worry too much about their safety. Back then, Old Fang had not deliberately tricked Su Bai and the others into coming in to possess him. With just Su Bai and the others, it would probably be impossible for them to break in.

The little guy was brought to the living room by Lucky. The little guy looked a little unhappy. He sat on the sofa alone, not laughing or making a fuss.

Although Fatso had been trying his best to liven up the atmosphere, when the little guy sat beside him, he also consciously put the beer on the table, sighed, and sat down.

It was New Year's Day, but there was no New Year's Day atmosphere here

The monk was holding a bowl and eating slowly. Gyatso was drinking tea there. They were monks to begin with, so they preferred peace and quiet.

On the other hand, Fatty really couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere. Originally, everyone had gathered today just to have a good time. After all, everyone would be neighbors in the future. Although there was no true friendship between the listeners, it was always good to get closer to each other. Sometimes, helping each other and knowing each other's background was indeed a great advantage. Taking a step back, even if there wasn't that kind of absolute benefit relationship, a few like-minded listeners living together was also a comfortable thing, wasn't it?

However, the atmosphere was still not lively.

It was not because the monk and Gyatso were cold. On the contrary, although the monk and Gyatso were monks, they also understood the principle of following the customs. However, there were originally four people, but now there were only three left. It felt like something was missing.

Lucky was lying beside the little guy. Looking at the little guy pouting and looking sad, Lucky also felt a little sad. Its tail weakly swayed.

"Be good, uncle will take care of you in the future." Fatso stretched out his hand and patted the little guy's head. "Brothers, take turns to take care of this kid in the future. After all, he still has the blessed totems you two gave him. Now that his father has probably died in the story world, this kid can't always be taken care of by a cat."

The monk nodded, expressing his agreement. "This kid has the root of wisdom. He can become a monk with the Poor Monk."

At this moment, Gyatso also interrupted. "It's okay to become a monk, but you have to tell us which sect he is cultivating in."

Obviously, Gyatso was also very fond of the little guy. As listeners, they had too little freedom. However, it was precisely because they had reached the level of Living Buddha in Buddhist legends that they paid more attention to their own legacies. They hoped that someone could inherit their mantle in the real world after they passed away.

In the past, when Su Bai was around and Su Bai protected the little guy tightly, if they said that they wanted the little guy to become a monk with them, Su Bai would probably have a mental breakdown on the spot.

Now that Su Bai was gone, the little guy was really not suitable to continue living in the secular world. Without Su Bai's protection, this spiritual child would be a treasure that many people coveted. Not only those metaphysicians in the real world, some listeners would probably not be able to resist making a move.

Fatso looked at the little guy and then looked at the vegetarian dishes on the coffee table. He said with some annoyance, "Monk, I already said that I would order takeout.

You prepared a table full of vegetarian dishes. Those who know would think that we are having a meal together. Those who don't know would think that we are setting up an offering table for worship. "

"Oh, offering table, who is it for?"

A voice came from outside the window.

The monk, Gyatso, and Fatso looked as if they had seen a ghost.

The little guy immediately giggled and kept clapping his little hands.

"Papa … Papa …"