Dark Super God

Strange, abnormal, weird, absurd, mysterious, inexplicable and... dangerous!

This is their impression of that kind of people.

Many years ago, when they besieged the Blood Eagle Gate, they had contact with this kind of people once, and they never wanted to contact them again!

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But now, after watching the video, they know that they must contact that kind of people again.

Because only "strange" can fight "strange", if they don't contact, they can only wait to die.

"If possible, I really don't want to contact those crazy people again."

Zhou Zhengting sighed: "But now there is no way, if we don't go, everyone will die..."

"Zhan Fuping, this old thing! He is so lucky to receive a strange apprentice!"

Chen Guangkun still stared at the screen, his face full of unwillingness.

"You can say it's good luck, or you can say it's bad luck."

Zhao Chengji stopped smoking and put out the cigarette in the ashtray beside him. He sighed: "This Qiyi is still young, unlike those senior Qiyi, but even so, even if Zhan Fuping doesn't die here, he will die in the hands of his Qiyi apprentice in a few years. Ha, Qiyi is not something that normal people can deal with."

"I think it's better for us to worry about ourselves now."

Luo Qiang frowned and said in a deep voice: "We must contact other Qiyi immediately to deal with this Qiyi, so that we can survive! But everyone knows how dangerous it is to contact Qiyi, so who will go is a problem."

After speaking, Luo Qiang looked at Chen Guangkun who was staring at the TV screen.

Zhou Zhengting and Zhao Chengji also looked at Chen Guangkun one after another.

Chen Guangkun was originally staring at the screen, but soon he noticed the gazes of the three people. His face suddenly changed and he said angrily: "What do you mean?! Do you want me to contact them?!"

Zhou Zhengting, Zhao Chengji, and Luo Qiang retracted their gazes and stopped talking. They looked like they had nothing to do with the matter.

Seeing this, Chen Guangkun could only grit his teeth and said: "Okay! I will contact them! But you must fully cooperate!"

"No problem!"

Zhou Zhengting, Zhao Chengji, and Luo Qiang agreed very quickly this time.

...

Tung Tau Bay, Stanley Prison.

"Ah~Ah~Is there anyone? Help!"

In the prison late at night, miserable howling echoed.

But strangely, the prison guards patrolling at night seemed not to hear it, and still patrolled the cells slowly.

In a small cell of less than ten square meters, a middle-aged man lay beside the toilet with a terrified face, shouting in panic while burying his head in the toilet and blowing bubbles out of the accumulated water in the toilet.

As if someone was pressing his head from behind, he kicked his feet and struggled with his hands. From time to time, he raised his head to breathe heavily, and then shouted for help again in fear.

Outside, the prison guards who patrolled at night walked slowly and passed by the door of the cell where the middle-aged man was many times, but they ignored the middle-aged man's call for help in the cell, as if they could not hear it at all.

"Gulonggulonggulonggulong..."

Burying his head in the toilet again, immersing his mouth and nose in the little accumulated water in the toilet, the middle-aged man kicked his feet and struggled with his hands in the air on both sides. Finally, his hands grabbed the edge of the toilet, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and he used all his strength to prop up his head!

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

First, he gasped a few times, and then the middle-aged man cried out "Wow" and fell to the ground in fear. He crawled back with his hands and feet, retreated to the wall on the side of the cell iron door, and looked at the toilet with horror.

In the toilet, a woman's head with long black hair covering her face slowly rose up, and then stretched out to the middle-aged man. The head had no body, only a long neck connected.

When it stretched in front of the middle-aged man, the neck extending from the toilet was more than one meter long.

"Look at me..."

The ethereal and delicate female voice came faintly.

The middle-aged man had already lost his soul, so he didn't dare to look, but just closed his eyes tightly and tilted his head to one side as much as possible.

The neck connected to the woman's head was like a snake, slowly rubbing and winding around the middle-aged man's hands and feet. Every time it went to a place, the middle-aged man's body trembled violently.

"Beep beep beep--"

Suddenly, an untimely phone sounded.

The movement of the woman's head winding and rubbing stopped abruptly.

"What are you doing? I'm having fun."

A young man's voice sounded in the cell, impatiently saying, "Hey, what's up?"

"Oh?"

"Really?"

"Haha, since it's such an interesting thing, I'll come right away."

When the middle-aged man heard the voice of the young man in the cell, and felt the rubbing and entanglement on his body disappear, he couldn't help but move his eyelids and tried to open his eyes to see what was going on.

Wooah!!

The moment he opened his eyes a little, a woman with long black hair covering her face suddenly rushed towards him!

A gust of wind blew away the long hair covering the woman's face, and a round mouth with fangs around it opened and pounced on him.

"Ah!"

The middle-aged man screamed, then his hands and feet softened, and the whole person collapsed to the ground and fainted.

The prison guard patrolling outside finally heard the noise, and hurried to the front of the cell, opened the small window on the iron door, and asked inside: "What's wrong?!"

"Zizzi~"

No one responded, but the light on the prison guard's head suddenly flickered.

The prison guard was a young man. When the light on his head flickered, his body stiffened and he remembered the legend of the haunted prison told by his predecessors.

"No way..."

The prison guard swallowed his saliva and slowly raised his head to look at the light above his head. A woman's head with long black hair wrapped around the light was looking at him quietly. There were no eyes or nose on her face, only a big scarlet mouth...

"Ah——"

Amid the screams, the prison guard panicked and opened one iron door after another and ran out.

Behind him, a figure slowly followed out of the prison.

...

Wednesday, January 25, the weather was cloudy.

There was only less than a week left before the Spring Festival, and the streets and alleys of Hong Kong began to prepare for the Spring Festival.

However, in a dilapidated building in Sham Shui Po, there was no Spring Festival atmosphere. Because this is the so-called "cage house" in Hong Kong, where the per capita living area is only two or three square meters.

Here, a room of about ten square meters can be divided into more than a dozen beds for people to sleep.

The people living here are all people living in the lower class of Hong Kong, or foreign Asians who sneaked into Hong Kong from Southeast Asia, mostly from the Philippines, Indonesia and other places. Because they can't find a good job due to language barriers, they can only work short-term and temporary jobs with limited income;

Or they are old and weak, and have no children to take care of Hong Kong locals. Most of them can only make a living by picking up garbage.

In a cage house, among a dozen birdcage-like beds, in a corner near the wall, an old man with gray hair and disgusting pustules all over his body slowly crawled up and sat up on a bed.

Because of the pustules on his body, even people who live in the same cage house dislike him very much and don't talk to him or interact with him at all.

After sitting up, the old man slowly put on the ragged and smelly clothes and pants, took out the garbage sack from the bed, and prepared to go out to pick up garbage as usual.

But suddenly, he felt a pain in the abscess on his body, and his body became unstable, and he hit the wire mesh outside another bed with a "bang".

A middle-aged man sleeping there immediately sat up in fear.

When he saw that it was the old man who hit his bed, the middle-aged man cursed: "Fuck! What did you do?"

The old man quickly stepped back and kept bowing to apologize: "Sorry, sorry..."

"Get out of here!"

The middle-aged man cursed and lay down again.

In addition to the previous two situations, there is another type of people who have fallen into the cage house, that is, people who are very lazy and unwilling to work, such as the middle-aged man.

After a while of apology, the old man slowly walked out of the cage house.

Although the floor of the cage house is not high, it is very long for him, because the abscess on his body will hurt as long as he moves. He spends a lot of time going up and down the stairs every day, so he must get up earlier than others and come back later than others, so that he can pick up enough garbage to sell and pay the monthly rent.

As the old man was carrying the sack and slowly walking down the stairs, suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Axiang, I thought you betrayed me and there was something good in it, but you ended up like this."

The old man was shocked when he heard this voice, and then he started laughing.

While laughing, tears flowed from the old man's blurred eyes, and finally he burst into tears out of control.

Zhan Fuping and Gu Xing, who were standing behind him, just watched silently.

After a long time, the old man called "Axiang" by Zhan Fuping finally stopped talking, slowly turned around and looked at Zhan Fuping, choking and saying: "Brother, I was wrong, I'm sorry..."

Looking at Axiang with pustules all over his body, Zhan Fuping frowned: "How did you get into this?"

"It's that madman! He made us like this!"

Axiang laughed bitterly: "If we had known earlier, we shouldn't have asked him. Really, the price was too high... Not only did we not get what we needed, but he also abused us as if we were not human beings..."

As if recalling the inhuman abuse at the time, fear still remained in the depths of Axiang's eyes.

Zhan Fuping was silent for a while after hearing this.

It was Axiang and others who led some people in the sect to rebel, so he did not sympathize with the other party for falling to this point.

However, looking at the other party's appearance, Zhan Fuping was a little undecided whether to take action. After all, when Axiang and others were in the Blood Eagle Sect, although they did not walk sideways in Hong Kong, they lived much better than ordinary people.

Now that I have fallen into this state, I am afraid it is more painful than death.

"Brother, do it."

A Xiang suddenly laughed and said, "I know what kind of person you are. You must not want to do it when you see me like this, because it is more painful for me to live like this than to die. But as long as you promise to kill me, I will tell you who has the "God's Hand". You didn't kill me right away, you must want to ask about the whereabouts of the "God's Hand", right?"