Cyber Daming

Boom!

The heavy wine jar was broken into several pieces, and the overflowing wine washed away the blood on the ground.

In an environment where the drop of a needle could be heard, there was a scream that pierced through gold and cracked stone.

Dare to go from the mainland of the empire to work as a broker in the Japanese area, Zhang Yuzui's temperament is also a bit decisive and ruthless, and he fainted after smashing the wine jar into pieces.

"The method of making the Huangliang host into a human form has long been ruined by those bald donkeys who have been rumored, but you actually dare to use it to pick up guests in such a blatant way, which is quite courageous."

Yuan Mingfei looked around and said with a smile: "The last thing I want to say is, if you continue to pretend to be dead, I will kill everyone in your store to see how you explain to Akechi Haruhide."

The moment Yuan Mingfei's words fell to the ground, the musician who was originally shocked by Zhang Yuzui's tragic self-mutilation spoke again, and the singing was not the soft words of Wu Nong before, but a Japanese pirate ballad with a weird accent.

The 'skinny horse' on the stage lowered his slender arms and stood still like a puppet, staring directly at Yuan Mingfei with a pair of black and white eyes.

Whether they are on stage or off stage, whether they are patrons hugging each other or prostitutes taking off their clothes, there are many people with the same expression.

Sluggish, stiff, cold, dead.

The light emitted from the red lantern no longer had any ambiguous meaning, but was replaced by a terrifying and strange feeling.

Naked hostility came like a tide, as if Concubine Yuan Ming was the only living person in this flower pavilion.

"Heh, it seems there are quite a few Huangliang hosts hidden in this 'computer room'."

"If you don't want to die, get out. You only have three breaths."

A cold voice without any emotion sounded from the side.

Concubine Yuan Ming turned around and saw that Zhang Yuzui, who had fainted, stood up again, but his posture was a little weird, and the blood was particularly dazzling.

"Seize the body? It seems you are from the Mingzhi family?"

‘Zhang Yuzui’ said expressionlessly: “One breath.”

"Take us to Akechi Haruhide, you don't have to go to jail and suffer."

"Two breaths."

"You should know what it means that we can find this place. You don't have to hold on to any unrealistic illusions. Cooperation is the only way out."

"Three breaths."

boom!

'Zhang Yuzui' suddenly rolled backwards and flew upside down, overturning a table and chairs.

"It's really endless. You really treat me like your mother and I can talk to you, right?"

Concubine Yuan Ming's slender eyebrows stood up and she scolded coldly: "You should cooperate with me early to give birth to a child. If you want to be a loyal dog, I have a place in my Buddhist kingdom for you to show your loyalty!"

Buzz.

All Huangliang hosts opened their mouths in unison, and a sound that could make people's heads explode surged.

Boom!

The heavy wooden door of the Flower Pavilion was kicked out of the frame, breaking the bones and tendons of several standing hosts.

The broken wound revealed the complex metal structure inside, and sparks were popping out.

He wears the flying fish suit and puts the embroidered spring knife on his shoulder.

Fan Wu Jiu, who was full of anger, lowered his head and spat, and said with a cruel smile: "I have already told you that it is useless, but Sister Yuan, you still insist on going through this. The usual habit of these Japanese pirates is not to shed tears until they see the coffin!"

'Zhang Yuzui', who was slumped in the wreckage, had blood all over his face, blinking his eyes, and his expression suddenly turned livid.

"You're in the cage and you want to run away? It's too late. You dare to crawl in when you see a body. You're a very brave rat like you."

With a smile on her face, Concubine Yuan Ming leaned slightly against the table and reached out to pick up a wine cup.

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a strong gust of wind rushed towards her.

Concubine Yuan Ming seemed unaware and still stood motionless, staring down at the clear wine in the cup.

Phew!

The sound of tearing flesh and blood was like ripping silk, and a severed limb was thrown high.

A long knife penetrated the chest of 'Zhang Yuzui'. His remaining left hand was holding on to the blade, and bright red blood continued to drip down the blade.

In front of him, Fan Wujiu was grabbing the knife with one arm, looking contemptuous.

"escape?"

‘Zhang Yuzui’ had empty eyes and said with a half-smile, “Why should I run away?”

Suddenly, the calm liquid surface in the wine cup held by Yuan Mingfei rippled.

The buzzing of the machinery was like a rising tide, and the huge sound engulfed her and Fan Wujiu.

The loud noise disappeared in an instant, and the scene in front of him did not change in the slightest. Only the puppet-like Huangliang host seemed to have left his body, his expression no longer dull, and his fierce look was revealed, and he was surrounded from all sides.

Japanese pirate songs with strange accents floated in the air, making the moment feel like an endless hell.

Concubine Yuan Ming said to herself: "This level of dream creation is really poor. It is far inferior to Zou Sijiu."

"Sister Yuan, I don't have any objections, but is it really necessary to make me look like this?"

Fan Wujiu was currently wearing a red robe, with his left shoulder exposed, the covering skin missing, and his naked body covered with scarlet Sanskrit scriptures.

The embroidered spring knife in his right hand is still the same, but his left hand is holding a golden pestle.

"Just do as the Romans do. Besides, don't you think it's a fitting scene for the Buddhist Vajra to fight against the demons of hell?"

Stab

The sharp blade scraped across the smooth scalp, and Fan Wujiu smacked his lips: "This taste is not as good as the Yellow Turban Warrior."

boom!

The tip of the demon-subduing pestle exploded with dazzling fire, and a bullet engraved with the demon-subduing pattern penetrated into the eye socket of 'Zhang Yuzui', blasting the cage that had completed its mission into blood.

Seeing Fan Wujiu rushing into the group of 'evil ghosts' and killing everyone, Concubine Yuan Ming raised her head and drank the wine in the glass with a smile on her face.

“With so many permissions, I wonder how much computing power can be exchanged?”

boom!

Orange flames and billowing smoke billowed in the long and narrow passage.

Gunshots, exclamations, screams, roars piercing the air, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn were mixed in.

call!

A figure burst out of the smoke, followed by a black sword light, sweeping through the air and cutting the figure into a bloody rain.

The flying sword "Crash into the Abyss" let out a high-pitched sword roar, flew backwards, and hovered next to the Taoist Shi Shiran who stepped out of the black smoke.

"Fire!"

At the end of the passage was a dense mass of gun muzzles. A group of fully armed members of the Huangshi family pulled the triggers without hesitation the moment they saw the Taoist.

Gudong.

Chen Qisheng's throat rolled and he swallowed a genetically modified pill.

There was almost no delay, and the heat wave caused by the drug's effect swept through the whole body.

Three pieces of gold seals floated into the air, flying around the body, creating dazzling sparks when they collided with the rain of bullets coming towards them.

Chen Qisheng crossed his fingers and flicked the sword of 'Chongyuan', and the fine lines spread across the dark sword body in an instant!

With a clang, 'Crash into the Abyss' scattered into countless flying swords as small as needles.

"go!"

Chen Qisheng raised his chin, and the sword rain instantly swarmed forward.

The rain of bullets and the rain of swords were like two powerful cavalry troops charging head-on, and the deafening collision sounds were as dense as noisy beans.

The defeated bullet casings scattered corpses all over the passage, and the scattered remnants of the army carved countless bullet holes in the surrounding walls.

Chen Qisheng was strolling around, the soles of his shoes stepping on the still warm bullet casings, making a tooth-piercing twisting sound.

The rain of swords that returned from victory reunited into the flying sword 'Crash into the Abyss', and a drop of bright red blood slowly dripped down the tip of the sword.

"Sure enough, having money is the best way to achieve immortality."

Chen Qisheng stroked the flying sword next to him that had been reborn among the treasures of Qianhu, with a look of emotion on his face.

The Taoist stepped over the broken limbs scattered on the ground, and at the end of the passage, his vision suddenly became clear.

In a wide factory building with a width and length of a hundred feet, hundreds of human-shaped yellow beam mainframes were hung in the air. No matter how much the eyeballs trembled, they could not open their eyelids.

Chen Qisheng looked around and saw that there was no change, so he whispered to himself: "Shengun, it's your turn."

"give it to me."

Zou Sijiu's voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty room, one sound louder than the other, and finally it was like thunder, deafening.

Hundreds of pairs of tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the word "Zou" slowly appeared in the depths of the pupils.

Boom..Boom..Boom..Boom.

Huang Liang's computer broke free and fell to the ground like a dumpling. He knelt on his knees and bowed to Chen Qisheng.

"Greetings to Master Dao Ancestor."

"Can you do less of this chore?"

Chen Qisheng sighed helplessly into the air in front of him: "And if you call me Dao Ancestor, you might as well call me Earth Immortal. That way I might be happier."

"You have to have dreams as a human being. Will an Earth Immortal satisfy you?"

Chen Qisheng was too lazy to chat with Zou Sijiu. He pointed at the group of humanoid hosts in front of him and asked, "How to deal with these things?"

"Lao Li said, how many we catch this time depends on our luck."

Zou Sijiu smiled and said: "If you kill people, you will get 60%. I will withdraw the authority in the end and get 40%. Is that fair?"

"Can."

Chen Qisheng sat down cross-legged on the spot, and the humanoid host in front of him followed suit. The scene was somewhat similar to Daoxu giving a sutra.

"Shengun, you said Huang Shilie is a sect's martial arts prefect, and Huang Liang's authority has no effect on him at all. Why would he help Akechi Qingxiu do such a thing?"

Chen Qisheng, who was bored waiting for Zou Sijiu to strip away his authority, suddenly asked.

"How do I know this?"

Zou Sijiu seemed to be gritting his teeth as he spoke. Apparently it was a bit difficult for him to peel off so many Huangliang hosts at once.

"But those are the only things between men and women. Otherwise, what else could be the reason?"

Chen Qisheng sneered: "So Huang Shilie is still a love interest?"

"It's what Wu Xu did to get angry and win over a beauty."

"Then why did Akechi Haruhide divide Gao Tianyuan into so many humanoid yellow beam hosts?"

"Just hide it."

Zou Sijiu said without hesitation: "Even if you spread out and are discovered, you won't lose much. It's like concentrating in one place. If others pick it up, there will be nothing. How come you don't even know this? Don't you? Have you never built Huangliang Cave Heaven?"

Chen Qisheng didn't say anything. The flying swords beside him trembled, and he felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

A kneeling host suddenly stood up, the word "Zou" disappeared from his eyes, and gave Chen Qisheng a Taoist fist-cup salute.

"We meet again, Junior Brother Yang Xuan."

The tone coming from the humanoid host was so heroic that Chen Qisheng recognized the other party's identity instantly.

The Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain’s Formation Department, Yang Long!