Chapter 1023 Fisherman


Chapter 1023 The Fisherman

Chenran put his hand on the table, tapped his fingertips lightly, and made a beeping sound, "I hope so, General Chen." Chenran turned his face sideways and spoke in a playful tone .

General Chen didn't seem to notice the weirdness in Chenran's tone, and his eyes remained sincere and firm.

......

A dull sound of footsteps sounded from outside the corridor. Although it was dull, it was very fast. Two completely different feelings were mixed together, giving people an inexplicable uneasiness.

"Bang!"

The wooden door was pushed open forcefully, and a man wearing a gray cloak rushed into the room. "I understand that you want to clean up the execution department, but why do you want to destroy the Xi family!" Bingzhu the man asked angrily.

The man who was being stared at by the candle holder was sitting behind a huge desk. The room was very dark and only a blurry figure could be seen clearly, which gave people the illusion that it was not very real.

"The Xi family secretly colluded with that old guy from Luo Yunshan and prepared to serve as internal agents for the military among us. I had no choice but to clear them out." The man raised his head. Different from his temperament, he was a Very young voice.

"The Xi family is one of the 13 families no matter how you say it. If you attack the Xi family, you have broken the rules and will suffer a big disaster!" Bing Zhuren clenched his fists with both hands. If there was someone else on the other side, he would directly Take action.

But this person can't, after all, his identity is...

"Hehehehe..." A burst of harsh laughter sounded at an inappropriate time.

The man holding the candle suddenly turned around and shouted: "Who is it?!"

An old-fashioned desk lamp dimly lit up, revealing several figures on the sofa, one with a beautiful appearance The nice woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hehehe, this is the Zhuzhuren, right? We are polite here."

After staring at the woman for a while, Bingzhucai asked tentatively: "You are the dancer. ?”

"It's rare that a big shot like you still remembers the slave family." The dancer patted her chest lightly, pretending to be frightened and said, "The way you looked when you came in just now really scared the slave family."

After recognizing the dancer, Bingzhuren's eyes swept over the faces of the people on the sofa. Soon, judging from his eyes, he roughly knew the identities of these people.

Dancing girl, puppeteer, magician... closest to the edge, a ghost-headed sword was thrown on the table. He also knew the black-faced man who was sneering at him, nicknamed the Sword Demon.

They are a group of guys who were famous many years ago, but have disappeared for a long time.

But compared to these, what attracted his attention more was the silver pistol stuck in the waist of the sword demon.

"Did you do it?!" Bingzhuren's eyes widened.

"What, you also want to thank us?" The sword demon laughed wildly without any scruples, rubbing his fingers on the handle of the silver gun, "That bullshit execution department is vulnerable to me!"< br>
“Although I have helped you, it is not in vain. Bingzhuren, you are so famous. I must have a lot of good things in my hands. Take them out quickly and show respect to you Master Dao."

The candle-bearing man has a respected position among the night watchmen. He has never been scolded like this. He was so angry that he flashed his sleeves. With a wave, a candlestick instantly appeared in his hand, with a white candle burning dimly on it, emitting a pale green light.

“You are looking for death!”

With the candlestick as the center of the circle, the surrounding area of ​​about 5 meters was instantly shrouded in darkness, the space became distorted, and the darkness invaded towards the position of the sword demon on the sofa.

"Lord Zhuzhuren, do you also want to try our strength?" The magician's eyes exuded a fanatical light, and his eyes turned blood red. After receiving the agreed benefits, his strength was even further than before. .

A few playing cards were like arrows, shooting towards the person holding the candle, so fast that they even made a sound of breaking through the air.

But a strange scene appeared. After the playing cards came into contact with the darkness, they disappeared silently.

The darkness that filled the air seemed to have a strange viscous feel, and what was even more frightening was that from time to time, terrifying roars came from the darkness, as if there were ferocious beasts from another world hidden inside.

Just when the candle-bearing man was about to teach these blind things a lesson, the next second, his footsteps stopped, and countless pale hands came out from the ground and grabbed his legs. The dancing girl looked at him with a half-smile, purple light flowing in her eyes. .

His arms were also imprisoned by a strange force. They were invisible filaments, and several of them had already wrapped around his neck. It seemed that with just such a gentle pull, the Can wring his head off.

"Zhuren, you dare to talk to us like this, this is the price!" The puppet master with only one left arm had red eyes at the moment, as if he was in an extremely excited state. What's even weirder is that he Bone stubble has grown out of his broken arm, and the bone stubble is covered with twisted and ugly flesh buds. It seems that it won't take long for his broken arm to grow back.

"Yesterday I killed the head of the execution department. Today, you die too!" The sword demon's laughter was like the sound of waves. He raised the ghost-headed sword and slashed at the candle holder from a distance. Down.

The blade left a shadow in the air and shot towards the candle holder. Even the sticky darkness on the side of the candle holder was split open by the knife. At the critical moment, the sitting man finally took action. .

A gentle force removed the sharp blade, and then the invisible threads and arms entangled with the candle holder quietly dispersed, and a man who looked about 30 years old appeared behind the candle holder.

The man stretched out two fingers and took the magician's blade that came behind Zhuzhuren at some point and stabbed him directly in the back of the head. "That's enough." The man clearly didn't do anything. , the tone did not mean to overly reprimand, but the magician's expression suddenly changed, and he stepped back several steps to stabilize his figure.

His heart was beating so hard, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, hitting his cage-like soft ribs, causing him to wince in pain.

After doing all this, the man turned around and looked at Zhu Zhuren, who was still breathing heavily, and said coldly: "You go down first, it has nothing to do with you here."
< br>After the candle-bearing man stumbled away, Wu Ji was about to say something when she met the man's eyes. In an instant, a chill penetrated her body. She had never seen such eyes before.

His pupils were silver, very light in color, and they had rare double pupils.

Just staring into his eyes, I felt like I was being swallowed up.

Is this the ability of the Night Watch President?

The Maiden suddenly felt a little afraid, and the arrogant sense of power she felt after absorbing the rewards given by the president also faded a lot.

“Thank you for your hard work, I’ll leave the rest to you.” The man suddenly smiled, and the sense of oppression that enveloped everyone disappeared.

The puppet master tugged on his clothes unnaturally, "President, please rest assured, since we have received your reward, we will naturally complete what you asked us to do."

The man tilted his head and smiled: "Serious words Yes, we are just cooperating, there is no way to explain or not explain, but if you are willing to lend a helping hand With our power, we will be more confident, and we can share the new world in the future."

Thinking of the plan that the man told them not long ago, several people here couldn't help but breathe quickly. In a world dominated by disciples, the door is no longer a curse that restricts them, but a miracle!

Ordinary people are only qualified to be driven by them. They...are the gods of the new world!

“What a desirable new world!” Sword Demon chuckled.

His rough laughter seemed to ignite the excitement of these people. More and more people started laughing, and the laughter overlapped. There were far more than just the Sword Demon, the Magician, and the Dancer. Behind them, besides.

These people were either leaning against the wall or sitting cross-legged on the ground. Some of their bodies were twisted and hanging upside down from the ceiling. Their blood-red eyes lit up in the darkness, like a group of irrational beasts. .

"Kill! Kill all the things that don't open your eyes!"

"After being locked up for so long, I finally need to loosen my muscles and bones..."

"The smell of blood is really good It’s nostalgic.”

"Those ordinary people who reject us are just afraid of our abilities. They are afraid of us! Hehe, they must learn to respect us. We are the gods in this world!"

"Kill! Kill them all!"< br>
"Hehehehe..."

“Hahaha!!”

The laughter became more and more exaggerated and distorted. The man looked at the unrestrained figure in front of him, showed an intoxicating smile, picked up a glass of wine, and raised his hand with a smile. Cup, "I wish you all good luck in martial arts and respect...the new world."

"New World!"

"New World!!"

...

As night fell, the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city below him.

Still holding a glass of wine in his hand.

At this moment, in an empty square just under his feet, about a few dozen meters away, a group of once-famous disciples were being disguised as various identities, and were about to head to their respective target cities.

The imperial capital and Longhai are the most prosperous and important cities in this country.

"We have been silent for too long. It's time to teach those big shots a lesson, otherwise they will think we don't dare." A dull and hoarse voice sounded behind the man.

There was no emotion on the man's face, he was still looking down at everything under his feet, "Uncle Ghost, I'm really sorry for you, you have to play such a good show with me."

The Candle Holder Hearing the word "Uncle Ghost", his expression suddenly became frightened, "Don't call me that, you are now the president of the Night Watch, and your status..."

"Uncle Ghost, you're not hurt anywhere." The man turned his head, concern showing in his eyes.

When Zhu Zhuren saw this scene, a rare warmth appeared on the skinny dead man's face. He stretched out his arm, which was covered with blood marks left by the puppet master's silk thread cutting, and there was also a There was only a dark green palm print, the palm print was slender, it was obviously a woman's hand.

As the candle bearer slowly clenched his fist, a strange scene appeared. The blood marks and palm prints were slowly peeled off from the skin as if being expelled, and then disappeared into the surrounding darkness.

“These arrogant guys really think they have reached S level?” Zhu Zhuren retracted his arm, looked out the French window, and shook his head with disdain, “If five people go to kill an S level, in the end, One of the stronger ones was killed, and another one was seriously injured. Such a record is worthy of return."

Hearing this, the man smiled calmly, "Uncle Ghost shouldn't care about a group of people who are about to die. ”

"What a bunch of idiots. They still want to share the new world with us. Are they worthy?!" Zhu Bingren seemed to have thought of something, and there was a trace of unwillingness on his face. "It's a pity that the foundation we have accumulated over the years will be lost to them." Take away part of it.”

“There is no way. The thing is, if those contracts are not handed over to them, they will not be able to improve their strength in a short time." The man said, "It's a pity that they were carried away by the pleasure of gaining power, and they only focused on improving their strength, thinking that they had touched S-level. The threshold is actually just on the verge of being completely eroded. Their The door is squeezing the last of their vitality."

"Even if no one cares about them, they won't survive long."

Bingzhuren sneered: "So they are on time now. The bombs, whether they succeed or not, are going to go off, we just have to wait The moment the explosion sounded. "

"At the same time, high-level supernatural events were detonated in every big city. Just thinking about it is intoxicating." Bingzhuren took a deep breath with an expression on his face. Ferocious, “It’s such a heart-stirring beauty.”

The man stood in front of the window and took a sip of the wine in the cup. The bright red wine hung on the wall of the cup, with the texture of blood. "Luoyunshan's secret army is nothing to worry about. Crimson is also exhausted by us." , now..." The man paused, and his eyes immediately became sharp, "The only thing missing is that the military's trump card has not appeared. We have to fish out their trump card."

"This. A group of old foxes always want to reap the benefits. This time, I wonder if they can protect tens of millions of lives in the Imperial Capital, or continue to hide and watch these people die!"

Overlooking the dozens of cars in the square below! As the car was getting ready to go, the man gently knocked down the floor-to-ceiling window with his wine glass, "Everyone, I'll leave the fishing to you." Then he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

......

A white off-road vehicle was driving through the night. The country roads were full of potholes and the vehicle was bumping. This may also be related to the driver's state of mind. The man in sportswear was shaking all over at the moment. , the car was filled with the smell of blood.

Through the reversing mirror, I could see two corpses lying in the back row. The corpses had their throats sealed with a knife. There was no chance at all. Their empty eyes were wide open, and blood was dripping down the seats on the ground.

The person who killed them was sitting in the passenger seat at the moment. He was a weirdo dressed as a magician.

As if feeling the man's gaze, the magician took off his black top hat and chuckled: "Just drive to the place I told you to go. When you get there, I will let you go."

The man driving the car did not dare to refute. He was a member of the night watchman. The three of them were sent to escort this weirdo to the imperial capital. All the documents for the passage procedures were ready.

But not long after leaving the headquarters, the weirdo in the car suddenly took action and cut the throats of the other two people. Then he threatened him to shut down communications with the headquarters, and then threw him a coordinate and asked him to drive there immediately. .

This coordinate was very remote. After searching for a long time, he finally arrived. It was a place similar to a farm.

But after he drove the car through the gate, he was surprised to find that there were still three cars parked in the dilapidated stables of the farm, and these three cars had set off with them not long ago! The main plot is almost complete. A new copy of Ghost Bride will be opened tomorrow, and there will be a wave of updates. Thank you for your support! (A chapter now has more than 4,000 words, not the previous 2,000. Don’t say I’m lazy anymore, I’m not!!)

 

 

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