Chapter 77 I Think I Can Still Be Rescued (Please Collect and Recommend!)

The Baimeng family is very efficient.

Or maybe Malos's position in the family is indeed as he said. Less than ten minutes after using Lu En's home phone to dial, the butler named Tai'an beside Malos had personally delivered the information Lu En needed, as well as a blank check, some bearer bonds and shares, and even the ownership certificate of a villa in the imperial capital!

"My master said that as long as the life of Master Malos can be guaranteed, these will be used as a deposit!"

Tai'an looked at Lu En with a serious face: "The check is blank. As long as it does not exceed 10 million, you can cash it at the Federal Bank at any time. With the reputation of the Baimeng family, there will be no problem!"

These assets probably add up to tens of millions, which is not a small amount at any time, and include cash, real estate, bonds and shares. Ordinary people may not be able to earn so much in their lifetime.

"Do you think I'm kidnapping and extortion?"

But Lu En took his eyes off after just one look. Whether it was true or not, it was not important in his mind now. His life was the most important. If his life was gone, what was the use of having more money?

"Where is the information I need?"

Tian said nothing and pulled out a stack of papers from the bottom, printed with portraits and dense small words, but he pulled out Lu En's paper to avoid irritating him.

Evil spirits and suspected invaders removal plan!

Lu En saw a few large black characters on it at a glance, and then a strange portrait, with detailed age, address, occupation and even family members' introductions and precautions next to it.

Is this the information obtained from the red gloves?

Lu En took it and opened it to take a look. There were local invaders in Lucas, and there were also invaders from other places who changed their appearance and thought they were lurking flawlessly. When he turned to the last page, Lu En's expression suddenly changed slightly.

"Cough cough cough!"

The midnight bell had just struck, and a violent cough sounded again in a residential building. The sleeping woman was awakened, rubbed her eyes, and looked at her husband beside her with a little worry.

"Rick, are you okay? How about I go to the hospital with you?"

"Ahem."

The husband's cough suddenly became much smaller, and he seemed to be covering his mouth with his hands. After a while, he replied in a hoarse voice: "It's okay. It's always like this these days. It may be because of a cold. You go to bed first. I'll take some medicine and it will be fine."

The quilt was lifted, Rick put on his slippers, and slowly walked towards the living room, leaving his wife worriedly looking at his back: "It's not getting better after taking the medicine. I think I'll go to the hospital again tomorrow. Don't be seriously ill."

"It's okay, go to bed."

Rick walked out of the bedroom with heavy steps, closed the door gently, and then turned the door back and locked it from the outside. He bent over and covered his stomach in pain, making a heavy gasp like a beast. In the dark, his eyes actually emitted a terrifying glow!

"Meat, I want meat!"

He kept drooling from the corners of his mouth, and let out a low roar from his throat. He pressed his hand on the handle several times to twist it open, and his eyes flashed with a hungry wolf-like light: "Fresh flesh and blood, I want it!"

But in the end, it was the human will that prevailed. Rick threw off his shoes and ran to the refrigerator silently. He took out all the frozen beef and pork inside, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them wildly, and the tiny pieces of meat were all over his mouth.

"It's not. This. Meat."

While swallowing, he made intermittent sounds in his mouth, but as his stomach was full, the sounds gradually became lower and disappeared.

Click!

Numbly closing the refrigerator door, Rick walked to the sofa and sat down like a zombie. There were still pieces of meat on the corners of his mouth, as well as red marks and even bloody mouths scratched by frozen meat, but he seemed unaware of it. He just stared at his palms, and suddenly covered his face. A low whimpering sound appeared in the room.

This situation has been going on for a while. Rick doesn't know what happened to him, but he is very scared. He is afraid that one day when he wakes up, the person lying next to him will be a mutilated corpse.

"Ah!"

At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded, like a bolt from the blue, instantly waking Rick up, and he stood up: "Who?"

At some point, a tall figure appeared and stood quietly on the balcony. The dim light in the distance reflected Lu En's face. He sighed lightly: "Teacher Rick, let me help you get rid of it."

"You are Lu En?"

The face full of oriental characteristics is very recognizable. Even though the body shape has changed greatly, Rick still hesitated to recognize Lu En, with a half-confused and half-horrified expression on his face: "You, what's wrong with you?"

For him, Lu En's impression is just an ordinary student who has suddenly improved his grades recently and attracted attention, not such a tall and burly weirdo who stood on his balcony in the middle of the night to help him get rid of it.

"You, do you know what happened to me?"

He then reacted and looked at Lu En with a trembling voice, expecting to learn from Lu En the reason for his nightmare-like experience.

"You have been corrupted by the evil spirit!"

Lu En did not disappoint him. He walked forward slowly and said in a deep voice: "Humans who are corrupted by evil spirits will gradually lose their humanity and turn into monsters that feed on human flesh and soul. Teacher, you need help!"

Yes, the slightly bald middle-aged man in front of him is Lu En's teacher in school. He teaches a niche language called Rek language. Lu En has met him a few times from afar, but he didn't know that he was also corrupted by evil spirits.

In fact, most people will not have obvious changes in the early stage after being corrupted by evil spirits. Sometimes even the closest people can't find it, but Red Gloves can get accurate information.

This is simply terrifying.

"Is there any hope?"

Rick didn't pay attention to other strange things, but looked at Lu En steadily, with hope in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, not yet."

Lun shook his head. He learned from Malos that the erosion of evil spirits is an irreversible process. It is not as simple as a simple possession. It is more like a drop of water melting into another drop of water. It is difficult to distinguish between the two. Countless brilliant figures throughout the ages have not been able to come up with a way to separate them.

After all, the human body and soul are too fragile. If you are not careful, you will die on the spot. In contrast, the evil spirit is like an indestructible cockroach. Even a trace of consciousness can be resurrected.

"Then, then"

As Luen gradually approached, Rick kept retreating. He wanted to say something, but suddenly a faint light flashed in his eyes, and his figure rushed towards the window next to him like a sharp arrow, with veins on his hands and feet exposed and joints protruding!

Bang!

In the dark hall, a dark red light flashed, and Rick's figure had just pounced halfway when he was caught by a dark red hand and pulled back in front of Luen.

"Teacher Rick, you are a scholar, why are you still thinking about running away?"

Lu En sighed, felt the burning in his palm, and gently pressed his hand on his head.

"I think I can still save him."

Rick's teeth protruded, his facial muscles twitched, staring at Lu En, his usually gentle face now looked a little ferocious.

"I'll try my best!"

Lu En nodded slightly, and a dark red light began to shine through his palm.