Ghost Shelter System

Qian Po held a long black needle between her two fingers. When she realized that it was Qin Kun who was covering her mouth, she stopped her hand.

"Kunlun Demon? Is this your hometown? Why are they so weak? If they weren't worried about you, they might have died long ago."

Qin Kun dragged her away without saying a word and took her into a taxi.

Egypt has a population of 8,000, and nearly 2,000 of them live in Cairo. You can imagine how crowded this city is. This place is located in North Africa, which is different from the prosperity of European countries and the poverty of most African countries. You can see bustling streets or poor buildings here.

Along the way, there are many brick walls, highlighting the prosperity of high-rise buildings in the distance. The vast majority of Arabs give this place a Middle Eastern flavor, and some Christians make it look nondescript.

Qianpo looked at Qin Kun, curious: "Is this your hometown? Those people look different from you."

Qin Kun looked at his phone, which contained information about the city. Hearing Qian Po's question, he turned around and said, "It's not far away, so I guess."

The car was moving, and Qian Po was surprised. There were many of these square monsters on the street. They walked and stopped, making strange noises from time to time. Everyone was accustomed to this, so Qian Po was not surprised.

However, the driver's eyes lit up and he greeted her: "Hello, beautiful lady."

Qianpo didn't know what the driver was talking about, but the eyes were squinting. Qianpo smiled and pulled her collar downwards.

The driver was driving when his nosebleed suddenly spurted out and he couldn't stop it.

Qin Kun looked at Qianpo with dissatisfaction: "What to do?"

In the air, some pink gas that was imperceptible to the naked eye penetrated into the driver's nostrils. The gas could not be hidden from Qin Kun's eyes. Qin Kun was a little dissatisfied. Even some Styx-level hosts could not resist this old peony's spell. With the mental strength of ordinary people, , it is easy to get too excited and bleed to death.

The driver had two lines of nosebleeds and tried his best to hide his embarrassment, but he couldn't stop it. The nosebleeds stained the skirt of his clothes. The driver was so embarrassed that he quickly said: "I'm sorry, friends from the East. I'm rude. Now I'll put you two together." Just send them here, I need to go to the hospital."

The two got out of the car. Qin Kun found that the driver was still reluctant to leave in the rearview mirror and shook his head helplessly.

This is a food street. Because Egypt was first ruled by Christians for a period of time and then dominated by Middle Eastern culture, the food here has two different styles.

This street is filled with the aroma of barbecue, and the smell of mutton, cumin, and onions wafts in the wind, making people want to eat. Qin Kun was exposed to this kind of food every day when he was in Wuwang Country in the past few months. , and still miss it a little bit.

I bought three large barbecue skewers. The big skewers of sizzling lamb were stuffed with mutton, onions, green peppers, and carrots. The taste was spicy, but the piping hot texture made people feel very comfortable eating it, especially with a lot of pepper sprinkled on it. The smell of burnt numbness caused saliva to flow out, and I couldn't stop.

Qin Kun didn't dislike the taste. The mutton was very tender, and the seasoning was a bit heavy for him, but the carrot cubes and onions were very delicious. Qianpo also had one, but she could only barely swallow it. She had a strange taste. It took me a while to get used to it.

"Where are we going now?"

"Look for Shou Kui."

"Hyquin? Do you know where the corpse-eating titan went?"

"Um."

In the food court, downstairs, Qin Kun walked up the stairs from the side alley to the second floor, which is above the shop. Outside the window is the food street, and inside, there is a suspicious middle-aged man and a burly and ugly butcher. .

A middle-aged man was standing next to a table, cutting meat. On the long table was a dead man.

European girl, about 20 years old. Half of the cheek was already empty, revealing the dense white bones. The butcher was sitting at the table, and the middle-aged man picked off half of his cheek and gave it to the butcher.

Just as the butcher was about to eat, Qin Kun stopped him.

"Kunlun Demon? I was lost, and they couldn't understand what I was saying. Fortunately, this man brought me back and entertained me with food."

Shou Kui smiled at the middle-aged man and expressed his kindness.

Qin Kun looked at the middle-aged man with a dark face and twitched his nose: "Necrophagia?"

He was a white man with bloodshot eyes and bloodless lips. The room was filled with the smell of human flesh, but Qin Kun didn't feel any discomfort or overreaction. The middle-aged man found that Qin Kun spoke Arabic quite fluently and grinned: "Yes. Yes, dear guest, are you also a member of the corpse-eating clan?"

"no."

The middle-aged man smiled slyly: "But the smell of corpses emanating from your friend's body cannot be hidden from me. He eats as many corpses as I do." The middle-aged man glanced meaningfully at Shou Kui.

It was precisely because he discovered the smell of Shou Kui that the middle-aged man chose to entertain him in this way.

Qin Kun sighed, dietary differences are a problem after all.

Qin Kun did not hide anything: "Well, my friend had no choice but to eat corpses. But that is not the reason to be with you. I will let you go today and don't let me see you again."

Qin Kun was about to leave with Shou Kui.

Suddenly, the door was closed by the middle-aged man, and most of the noise outside suddenly disappeared. After the air was quiet, everything in the room made people more sensitive.

The corpse on the table smelled of barbecue and some fruit. The female corpse should have stuffed some fruit or something in her stomach to increase the flavor of cooking, but this approach made Qin Kun extremely disgusted and nauseated.

"Give you another chance and let us leave."

Qin Kun warned for the last time.

He is not a nosy person, and it is none of his business how many perverts there are in a foreign country, but if this kind of perversion really affects his emotions, then he will also get angry.

The middle-aged man licked his lips, took out a gun and pointed it at everyone. He glanced at Qianpo and smiled sinisterly: "I can let you go, but keep her!"

A lustful light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

But the next moment, the yellow man's reaction was surprisingly relaxed.

"OK."

Qin Kun patted Qian Po on the shoulder and handed her a cup of tea: "I'll give you 10 minutes. I'll take Shou Kui to buy some clothes first."

Qianpo smiled: "Three minutes are enough."

The middle-aged man was confused and found that Qin Kun suddenly held his gun. He wanted to struggle, but under the other party's force, the gun turned into scrap metal and Qin Kun threw it to the ground.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he found that the yellow man in front of him turned his head away, opened the door and left. His rude actions left him no room for resistance.

He leaned against the wall, still a little frightened. The girl who stayed behind took off her clothes in three swipes. She drank her tea without saying a word and licked her lips towards the middle-aged man: "Come on, I don't have time." many."

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