Chapter 1000...

  Wow!

  The black car door was opened and a man in black jumped out.

  "Hey! You're finally here. Get to work, this is your job." A police officer in charge of sealing off the scene said to the black mortician. The black uncle whistled and casually glanced at the policeman with a pair of shiny black eyes, then turned around and swept the surrounding noise and wreckage, whistling as he took out a stretcher and body bag from the car.

  As he walked past a black detective, he heard the black detective cursing loudly: "Another accident?! Another accident?! This... this is impossible!! Once, twice, three times... how many times has it been now? What on earth happened?" As he spoke, he threw the file in his hand into the air, turning it into a flurry of paper. A group of plainclothes detectives could only lower their heads and take the scolding, not even daring to breathe loudly.

  Black detective Block was really depressed and about to go crazy! He felt that if he didn't vent properly, he might be sent to a mental hospital. So, he pulled out a cigarette. However, before he could light it up, a black hand darker than his own reached out and gently took the cigarette from between his thick black lips.

  "Smoking is bad for your health," a hoarse, raspy voice said with a hint of mockery. "And life is unpredictable. Accidents can happen at any time." With that, the black man placed the cigarette in Detective Block's ear and said, "Good luck to you." Then, whistling, he pushed his cart towards a nearby pile of helicopter wreckage. There, indeed, was a corpse waiting for him to collect.

  Black detective Block mechanically took down the cigarette from his ear, looked at it with two fingers, shrugged and put it back into the cigarette case. "You're right, smoking is bad for your health." Then he turned to a group of detectives and said: "What are you still doing here? Do I need to invite you to have a cup of coffee? Hurry up and get to work!" Block was prone to outbursts of anger, but at this moment he couldn't hold back his temper. "Also, make an all-out effort to search for the whereabouts of those Chinese exchange students. I need to have a talk with them."

  One, two, three, a total of three corpses, their deaths were tragic, but with the zipper of the body bag pulled up, their lives in this world, whether beautiful or ugly, good or evil, rich or poor, will all be reduced to zero!

  However, just as the black uncle was about to close the car door with his hand on the rear compartment, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction. The black uncle, who was whistling and seemed to be playing a dirge for the dead, slowly shook his head and muttered: "There's more work to do..."

  Meanwhile, in a nearby area, black detective Block suddenly received another alarm call. "What!? Okay! I'll be right there!"

  ……

  In the original storyline, Nathan was supposed to die. However, during his argument with Roy, a disobedient and trouble-loving foreman, he seemed to sense something was off and tried to stop the fight. But the ruthless Roy didn't take Nathan seriously and wanted to teach him a lesson. Just as they were arguing, a massive iron hook suddenly fell from above. For some reason, Nathan pushed Roy away, and the hook missed their heads but broke through the metal mesh beneath them. Nathan was unharmed, but Roy fell down and got hooked like a fish, with the curved end of the hook piercing his chin and exiting through the top of his head, resulting in a gruesome death. It seemed that Roy had taken Nathan's place in death... and he lived on because of it?

  Then the male and female protagonists, Sam and Molly, as well as Peter with a look of despair and madness, appeared. And Peter grabbed Nathan and interrogated him, asking if he had deliberately killed Roy to let Roy die in his place. Black brother Nathan was obviously confused, his brain was a mess, and he vaguely admitted that it was intentional!

  This is getting out of hand! Peter felt more and more that killing others could replace his own death. And he could escape the design of the god of death!! The protagonist Sam obviously disagreed with Peter's point of view. Then, everyone started arguing again. When they were discussing who would be the next to die, bald-headed boss Dennis appeared on the scene!

  In the distance, behind a massive machine, Yin Kuang, Li Shuangmu and others were watching the characters in the drama argue with each other, while discussing who would come to the rescue next. Li Shuangmu said: "Let Tang Rouyu do it. She's good at hidden weapons and has strong wind-based abilities, she's the only one suitable for saving that bald-headed boss." Everyone looked at Tang Rouyu, and Yin Kuang said: "No problem." Wei Ming curiously asked: "Can Tang still play with hidden weapons?" Bai Jue laughed and said: "Heh heh, you don't know this, do you? Miss Tang is the young lady of the Tang family, and she's an expert at playing with hidden weapons!" "What's all this about sugar?" Wei Ming was just an ordinary person, so naturally, he didn't know what it meant when the surname Tang was associated with hidden weapons. Of course, maybe he had heard of the Tang Gate, and knew that they were famous for their hidden weapons, but that was in the past. Bai Jue laughed and said: "Heh heh, just wait and see, you'll be wide-eyed soon!"

  At this time, Pan Longtao, who had been silent all along, said: "I... I suddenly feel that this place is very unsafe?" Li Xiangyu looked at him and asked: "Have you discovered something?" Pan Longtao replied: "No. I just have a kind of intuition, a very bad intuition." Yin Kuang asked: "How much perception do you have?" Pan Longtao responded: "My basic perception is not high, only 10 points. But I have one special passive skill, 'Disaster Perception'. The effect is to increase an additional 5 points of perception, as well as increase 1 point of luck." Pan Longtao did not hide anything, but frankly stated his attributes and skills. Obviously, he also knew that in order to fully integrate into this team, he must show his value.

  15 minutes sense! ?

  Everyone's gaze at him had changed. Bai Gui grabbed Pan Longtao and said, "You little brat, can't you see? Your perception is actually so high. And you say 10 points of perception isn't impressive? I really want to beat you up. Do you know? Most newborns' attributes won't exceed 10 points, and the maximum value of intelligence attribute is only 5 points. Once it reaches or exceeds that, it's incredible. You still have the nerve to say that basic perception has only 10 points, and just that? I'm so jealous I could die!" Yin Kuang raised an eyebrow, "Bai Gui, are you telling the truth?" Bai Gui hesitated for a moment, then dryly laughed a few times, saying, "I overheard the seniors chatting casually. It shouldn't be fake, right?"

  Li Feng swept a glance at Yin Kuang, then said: "Since that's the case, everyone get ready. Hiding is no use, we can only face it bravely. Alright, Dan Ni Si has arrived. Tang Rou Yu, it's up to you." Tang Rou Yu nodded on the side, her delicate face filled with confidence, saying: "Leave it to me!" As she spoke, her hand trembled, and a small, peculiar knife appeared between her fingers. Her eyes were fixed intently on the large pliers that had caused Dan Ni Si's death.

  "It's now!!" When the wrench was about to come into contact with the rotating fan blades, Tang Rou's wrist shook and the small knife shot out like lightning! At the same time, if you look closely, you can also see two spiral air currents surrounding the small knife.

  Ding!!

  Mars splashed in mid-air. The bizarre small knife accurately hit the wrench!

  After shooting out a small knife, Tang Rouyu's words lost power and fell to one side. Almost at the same time, on the upper layer, a box of nails that had been placed randomly was suddenly blown over by the wind, and a box of nails fell towards the fan blades below. Then, in the next moment when the fan blades flew out, they also shot out a cluster of nails. And the direction of the nail's ejection was exactly where Yin Kuang and others were located. To be precise, it was shooting towards Tang Rouyu!

  Fortunately, everyone was prepared after being reminded by Pan Longtao. So when the nail flew out, Ouyang Mu, who was closest to Tang Rouyu, rushed forward and knocked her to the ground. Meanwhile, Yin Kuang quickly grabbed an iron plate beside him and held it behind Ouyang Mu's back, shouting in a low voice: "Go!"

  ……

  When everyone ran out of the factory, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Wei Mingdao said: "Just now was really too dangerous. Fortunately, we reacted quickly." Bai Jue laughed and patted Pan Longtao's shoulder, saying: "This must be attributed to Little Panzi. If he hadn't reminded us in advance, we would have been blown up by the Grim Reaper again." The eyes of others looking at Pan Longtao also became much friendlier. Pan Longtao just chuckled and smiled.

  However, at this moment, a black car stopped beside the crowd. As the window came down, the black uncle's dark face appeared before everyone's eyes.

  That face still had an inexplicable smile, making people wonder. And with his appearance, a strange aura appeared. Then, in a low, hoarse voice, he said: "Outsiders, I have some good advice for you." Before anyone could react, he continued: "Buy a train ticket or a plane ticket, whatever, and leave this city as far away as possible. Your actions have already enraged the God of Death. Mortals cannot withstand the wrath of the God of Death."

  "Otherwise... we'll meet again.... Now, I have to go back to work." The black uncle said with a smile, whistling, started the car, turned into the factory, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.