From Prisoner to Si Chen

bass--

An imperceptible movement suddenly sounded.

‘No thoughts. ’

Ji Lan secretly thought, and black blood vessels suddenly bulged on both sides of his eyes.

Immediately, under the extreme speed of perception and reaction, Ben Ben raised his hand and swung the justice cane left and right several times.

Ding-ding-ding-ding! !

Several dazzling sparks instantly splashed on the surface of the bronze cane. It was as if there was an invisible blade that was striking fiercely with it.

In a state of "no thought", Jilan faintly captured the traces of five corrugated arcs. Under the weak light of a few chandeliers, a brief golden glow flashed.

Because the "ripples" are extremely thin and the external acceleration is too fast, the guests present cannot notice it at all.

At first glance, the blond young man seemed to be at war with the air, his cane flashing sparks and making a squeaking sound.

'It's silk thread...golden thread. ’

Ji Lan secretly thought.

On the high platform, Ms. Adura stood quietly. One hand is behind his back, the other hand is raised slightly, and the five fingers are opened and closed to pluck, brush or pick.

It's like playing a string out of thin air.

Under her slanted hat, the veil covered her facial features, revealing only her red lips and the mole at the corner of her mouth.

bass! Miso! !

Jilan frowned.

The frequency of the golden wire swinging became faster and faster, and he had no choice but to speed up the swing of his staff.

Ding-ding-ding-ding! !

Jilan's movements flashed through various afterimages, and others couldn't see clearly. The dense shadow of the staff seemed to form a bronze ball, with sparks constantly splashing out from the surface.

The two sides were more than twenty meters apart, fighting in the air, but Jilan was at a disadvantage and was pinned down, unable to move.

There was another sound.

A male guest backed away in panic and tried to leave the hall, but as soon as he took a step, he was scratched by the aftermath of the exchange.

His head was instantly cut open by the golden wire, and the Tianling Cap above his eyebrows fell flat. His horrified expression froze, and during the fall, his whole body split into pieces with a few more thuds and turned into pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

"Ahhhh!!"

When the gentlemen and ladies around him saw this, they screamed again and again, and the sound of gasping could be heard endlessly.

"run!!"

"Get out of here!"

"Get out of the hotel door!"

The guests who still had sense began to crowd in and deliberately avoided being ten meters away from the blond young man, and no one even dared to approach the straight line between him and the high platform.

Suddenly, there was chaos.

However, not long after these gentlemen ran away, a blonde girl in a red dress wearing a rabbit mask and stuffed bunny ears stopped in front with four black-collar deacons.

"No one is allowed to leave!"

Jenna said coldly.

"Whoever dares to take a step away will be shot to death!"

However, this group of guests are not all ordinary people without the power to resist. Nearly half of the gentlemen among them have practiced cane skills, and six or seven of them have reached the teacher level.

These men looked at each other with stern expressions on their faces, knowing that even if they didn't leave now, there would definitely be no good end if they stayed.

Immediately, he took the lead and rushed towards the door with his cane in hand. Those who followed behind tacitly protected the women and tried to forcefully leave this terrible place.

The three brothers and sisters Joan, Nancy, Milinda, plus Koderzguy and others were all mixed in the crowd.

As a heraldry-level staff genius, Lenoir held Osara's staff and protected it behind his back.

"You're not afraid of death, are you?" Jenna snorted coldly and raised her hand. "kill!"

Two black-collar deacons beside her took action instantly.

Swish!

A strong wind blew.

Two tall figures in wide-brimmed hats had already broken into the crowd. They easily avoided the incoming canes and fired their bows left and right.

Bang bang bang! !

Heavy fists and kicks, coupled with master-level fighting skills, turned the two black-collar deacons into killing machines.

The gentlemen who tried to rush out of the door with force were fatally attacked on the throat, chest, abdomen, and face, with muffled sounds and bone-breaking sounds heard frequently.

In just a few breaths, seven or eight people lay on the ground, lifeless.

Lenoir's eyes were firm, and he stepped forward after a gentleman in front was punched and his skull was shattered.

Once you take action, go all out.

With agile steps and combined with the secret skill "Sleeve Letter", the cane thrust out with a whooshing sound and went straight to the throat of the black-collar deacon.

But the black-collar deacon is a true fighting master, how could he be attacked so easily.

The opponent tilted his body and easily dodged Lenoir's cane. At the same time, he turned around, raised his windbreaker, and shot out a kick like a cannonball, hitting Lenoir in the chest.

Bang! !

The genius wand master vomited blood on the spot and rolled upside down. Osara screamed in fright and his whole body trembled.

Just at this moment, a bald man came out of nowhere and stabbed Renoan in the left chest with a knife.

The young man lay on the ground, clutching his chest, his eyes widened, and blood could not stop pouring from his mouth.

He looked at the bald man close at hand and the ferocious expression on his face, and immediately recognized... wasn't this the wanted criminal he had seen in the files when he was an intern at the military department?

Amby Rogers!

"Renoan!!"

Miss Osara watched helplessly as her beloved died tragically, and she couldn't help but scream.

Clang.

A gentleman's cane fell to the ground and he took a few steps back with a pale face, not daring to go any further.

Following his actions, the other men who were trying to break out did not dare to continue and stopped and retreated.

Two black-collar deacons, one on the left and one on the right, stood in front of everyone, with blood still dripping from the black leather gloves on their hands.

Jenna, the bunny-faced girl, took a step forward and sneered.

She glanced at the nearly ten corpses on the ground and knew that the shock effect was enough, so she did not order any more killings.

These guests also serve a purpose.

There was an accident at tonight's "Black Mass" ceremony, and there was no guarantee that the sacrifices Mother needed would not be enough.

Jenna looked past the crowd and looked at the blond young man in the distance who was fighting with her mother in the distance, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.

That damn Gilan Yiros must die here tonight...

Crack.

Suddenly, an inaudible movement sounded.

Jenna's green eyes glanced and instantly locked onto a blond woman in the crowd who was also wearing a red dress.

Although this person hid it well, Jenna still saw the other person's movement of quietly hiding the camera.

“You really don’t know how to live or die, and you still dare to take pictures?!”

Jenna's anger aroused by Gillan was vented at this moment. She pointed her finger and said to the gold medal reporter Lebby:

"Kill her!"

"?!"

Lebby was stunned.

She had just finished taking the photo, and was secretly planning to expose what happened tonight when she went back, thinking that this would definitely be a big event that would shock the entire capital.

But he didn’t expect that his skillful secret photography would be discovered!

The gold medal reporter's expression suddenly changed.

A black-collar deacon rushed to her in the blink of an eye, grabbed her neck and lifted her up.

"Oh..." Lebby looked pained, grabbing the man in the windbreaker's hand and kicking her legs repeatedly.

But it can't be shaken even a little bit.

The gentlemen and ladies around showed their unbearable expressions, but no one dared to say anything to stop them... The corpses on the ground had already proved the ferocity of this group of cultists.

No one dares to joke with his own life.

Gaba!

The female reporter kept a look of horror, tilted her neck, stopped struggling, and was actually strangled to death.

The black-collar deacon tossed her body and rolled it to the feet of the guests, causing a burst of frightened exclamations.

At this time, the bald man also walked to Jenna's side carrying a bloody dagger.

"What to do with these people?"

Anbai licked his lips, his eyes violent.