Doomsday Game

At three o'clock in the morning, the night was dark and deep like water.

The neon lights were still flashing on the city streets in the dark, but the environment was in chaos.

The thugs who were only interested in venting their inner desire for destruction had just set off a storm of destruction here.

Broken glass, burning vehicles and collapsed buildings... Everything constituted a doomsday scene. The evil desire had turned this beautiful city into a ruin.

And among these ruins, an unusual battle was going on.

Several strange figures quickly shuttled between buildings and streets, with agile bodies.

They were covered with "strange clothes" with fantasy colors, wearing helmets or masks, making it difficult to see their faces.

Only the strange fluctuations or strange mysterious energy halos surrounding them indicated that they were not ordinary people.

They cooperated with each other and used their abilities to hunt the humanoid monsters of various shapes running around the streets.

They were either hideous and terrifying, or lightning-fast, or brutal and bloodthirsty, possessing extraordinary strength and speed.

However, no matter how hideous and terrifying they were, they seemed very powerless in front of these extraordinary people.

The expression on their faces was only panic and wailing in the one-sided killing, running around like a headless fly, and they could not organize a conspicuous counterattack at all.

Although the number of extraordinary people was small, they accurately harvested the lives of monsters every time they attacked.

Their attacks were like flowing water, turning the seemingly fierce battle into a one-sided ruthless harvest.

Rather than saying that the two sides were fighting, it would be better to say that it was a naked massacre.

It was unknown how long the battle under the night had lasted. The powerful strength of the extraordinary people made those humanoid monsters unable to resist, and they only killed corpses all over the field and blood flowed like a river.

As the killing progressed, the wailing of the monsters gradually became weaker and weaker.

As the battle was drawing to a close, at the end of the cruel and bloody street, a figure sat leisurely at a table and chair at the door of a coffee shop, drinking coffee and smoking a cigar casually, with no intention of joining the battle.

There was no one in the coffee shop, he broke into the door and brewed the coffee himself, and picked up the cigar from the cigar shop next door, focusing on self-sufficiency.

A closer look showed that the man's face was still painted with thick oil paint, but he was a clown actor in a black suit.

His leisurely look was really out of tune with the bloody environment around him, but with his clown makeup, it immediately became somewhat reasonable.

"Huh~"

The clown spit out the second-hand smoke in his mouth, picked up the coffee and drank it elegantly, and his expression became more and more comfortable.

At this moment, a slender figure came out from nowhere, walked through the shadow of the night to the seat next to him, and sat down leisurely.

"Coffee with cigar, good taste."

Chu Yan turned his head and looked at him. He didn't seem surprised by his appearance. He just squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a black coat and a top hat.

Tall and slender, even if he is sitting, you can see that his height is very prominent. Even in the crowd, he will stand out.

His facial features are very tough and resolute, and the thick beard around the corners of his mouth is trimmed just right. There is a touch of silver gray in the black, exuding a sexy charm unique to mature men. At this time, there is still a smile at the corners of his mouth, which brings a subtle sense of freedom and confidence to his handsomeness.

The eyes are as deep as lake water, calm but powerful, revealing the calmness of having seen the world and the wisdom of seeing everything. Those eyes seem to be able to penetrate the night and look directly at the essence of human nature. Although they are lonely and unyielding, they are also full of compassion.

His demeanor is solemn and aloof, like a silent mountain in the dark night. He seems inconspicuous, but he can bring an indescribable sense of oppression to everyone who notices him.

In short, this is a handsome uncle who seems low-key but has a very good appearance. Although his unique temperament is well hidden, it still reveals some extraordinary things that transcend ordinary life.

This temperament is not the first time Chu Yan has seen it. He soon realized that this is the special temperament of a fourth-level saint, which comes from the life aura naturally emitted by a higher-level life form.

There is no doubt that this is a fourth-level strongman.

However, Chu Yan was not surprised, because he knew that the other party would appear. Just now, Gray Crow had sent a message to remind him that many heart demon drivers who responded to this action had arrived in Gotan City. Among them, a fourth-level main force asked to meet him, Mr. Clown, first.

Chu Yan sat here, and he was waiting for him.Come to see me.

"If you want to drink coffee, you have to make it yourself, but I still have cigars here, can you have one?"

Chu Yan didn't seem to be abnormal on the surface, but took out a box of cigars and put it on the table, picked up a cigar and asked him.

The middle-aged uncle smiled and reached out to take the cigar: "Then I'll have one."

But he cut off the front end of the cigar with a flick of his finger, lit a match, and toasted it around. His movements were slow and elegant, and it seemed that he knew how to smoke a cigar.

At least more particular than Chu Yan.

Chu Yan knew he was pretending, but he didn't care. He just asked casually: "What's your name?"

"I have forgotten my original name. Since the day I awakened, I changed my name. Call me Night Owl."

"Mr. Night Owl, right? Nice to meet you, but I want to know what you are going to do next. Those guys should be here soon. I have to know how I, the bait, can cooperate with you, right?"

Night Owl finally lit the cigar, took a puff and replied:

"There is no plan. This is a conspiracy. The only thing to note is that we must fight quickly and retreat quickly. Don't wait for the Demon King to arrive with a group of demons and catch everyone in one fell swoop. "It's all done."

He turned to look at Chu Yan and explained, "I will follow you from now on, hiding in the dark. You can do whatever you want after dawn. You can continue to broadcast live or show off in public. Just keep a high profile and pretend that I don't exist."

"When your next live broadcast starts, at least one demon king will come to you directly, or even two at a time. Then we will naturally assassinate them."

"As for what happens next, it's up to you whether you leave or stay to deal with the other third-level demons. After all, they can't cause any trouble."

Hearing this, Chu Yan thought that this uncle looked so low-key, but his tone was very arrogant.

It's not a good habit to be sure of victory before the fight even starts.

But he doesn't hate the other party's arrogance, because he is actually such a person.

He did not express a different opinion, but suddenly said in a firm tone:

"I have no problem with the rest, but I have only one thing to add."

"What?"

"You have to add me to the direct battle with the Demon Lord."

Ye Xiao's eyes moved, frowned and looked at Chu Yan's eyes, with a strange tone: "Are you sure?"

"Of course."

Looking at Chu Yan's eyes that could not be refused, Ye Xiao suddenly laughed:

"Hahaha! As expected of a clown, you are really crazy! I know, but dealing with a fourth-level Demon Lord is not a joke, and those who are not strong enough will only get in the way."

"Do you think I am not strong enough? Do you want to try?"

"I have no objection, but you have to get the consent of another main force."

Ye Xiao waved his hand and said, suddenly turned his head to look at the roof of the building next to him, and signaled with his eyes.

Chu Yan followed his gaze and couldn't help but move his eyes...