How come this main god space is filled with stitching monsters!

When the melon-eating team arrived, Zhan Lan, who was wearing a light yellow sweater, was sitting on a wooden chair, his thighs in black stockings folded together, and he was reading quietly with a book in his hand. A ball of light floated quietly beside Zhan Lan, providing her with illumination. The light shone on the pages of the book, as well as on the ends of her hair. The head is slightly lowered and the eyebrows are furrowed. If one ignores the murderous white tiger standing behind him and the vampire snipers guarding him on the left and right, it will definitely be a very beautiful scene.

"Why can't you even turn on a light? It's not like you're spending your electricity money."

Wu Jie snapped his fingers and used telekinesis to turn on the lights in the room.

There are still electric lights here.

"You kid is simply incapable of eating oil and salt, and a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water."

Zhan Lan helplessly closed the book in his hand, pointed at the group of gangsters who had been subdued, and said: "I have already subdued these guys. I just asked Ling Dian if they can contact a group of real gangsters." , can help people sneak into the third area."

"Gold is still effective in this world and has a very high value. Of course, based on my experience, there is no need to expect to ask more things from them."

"I'll leave those things to you, I believe you!" Wu Jie patted Ling Dian's shoulder heavily, then looked at Zhan Lan and asked with eager eyes: "Where is what you told me?"

"Here, that's it."

Zhan Lan pointed at a strange sculpture not far away. The sculpture had a strong sense of age. As time went by, and its body was sprayed with colorful paint by these gangsters, it looked very much like Cheng Xiao's hair. It is difficult to distinguish the original appearance.

"I found a life-support capsule under the sculpture. It looked like it was many years old. The man inside was soaked in an unknown nutrient solution and his breath was extremely weak."

"Lao Qi! Lao Qi! Aren't you an archaeologist? Look at what era this is from."

Qi Teng wanted to go up and kick Wu Jie's ass hard with his boots. Is this what a sane human being can say?

He is an archaeologist, not a carbon 14 detector!

"I estimate that this sculpture was born at least five hundred years ago." Qi Teng touched the sculpture and roughly judged the production time of the sculpture.

A cultivator can really act as a carbon 14 detector if the conditions are met.

"I mean this life-support capsule."

"Do you insist on not opening and picking up which pot?"

"Let's pay attention to the people inside first." Zhan Lan still understands the key points: "The people in the life-sustaining cabin have already half-stepped into the Palace of Hell. If their souls are healthy, it would be okay if their bodies are declining, but his My soul is also on the verge of collapse, and I dare not wake it up rashly, so..."

"So you want me to come, right?"

Zhu Wen smiled slightly. The aura of death enveloped this small and medium-sized room. The gray divine power of death turned into a chain. As soon as Wu Jie opened his mouth, the soul of the person in the life-saving cabin was immediately taken away.

"Death is a brand new beginning. His soul has been trapped in the corrupt body for too long. Any stimulation will cause it to completely collapse, leaving only the residue of the soul. I will bring him into the kingdom of death and let him be trapped in the body. The soul in the mortal body is reborn.”

Professional things still need to be done by professional people. When it comes to dealing with souls, no one in the Zhongzhou team is more professional than Zhu Wen.

With Wu Jie's nod, the chains of death quietly penetrated deep into the sleeper's body, gathering his already decayed soul and packing it away.

A cloud of gray air floated above Zhu Wen's palm, and a man whose appearance could barely be seen clearly lay quietly in her palm.

"Is this the prototype of the Kingdom of God?"

"It's not even close." As the aura of death gathered, Zhu Wen turned back into the quiet and even somewhat lonely literary girl: "It's just a block of sealed divine power of death. It's not a kingdom of God at all. It's not even a prototype. Not really."

A few people were chatting casually, and it was a big deal for the local residents who were watching, or rather were forced to watch, to get serious.

Those gangsters were taken away by Ling Dian. Ling Dian knew that in Wu Jie's current state, it would be too difficult to make him pay attention not to leak information about the Samsara Team, so he chose to help Wu Jie take away the people who might be the leaked people, letting Wu Jie enjoy himself Go crazy.

It can be regarded as another version of family scandals that should not be publicized.

But the gangsters were taken away, and Michael was still here.

From the moment he was forced to follow a group of people to this place, Meier sensed that something was wrong.

This group of gangsters is also notorious in the Balalaika area. The gangsters need young, aggressive, reckless, and brainless gangsters to help them handle some inconvenient tasks.

Gangsters of this age usually have no brains and only know how to fight hard. Because of this, they are more ruthless than some gang members because they don't know the consequences.

Some smart people can be promoted to gangs in the future. Those who are not smart are gangsters now and will be green-skinned scoundrels in the future. They are all consumables controlled by gangs.

For ordinary people in the Balalaika area, especially in an environment like the Meier family, they are simply the best group to be bullied. Meyer chose to join the Avengers not only because they were more generous when giving food, but also because after listening to the concept of heroes described by the Avengers, he still didn't quite understand what a hero was.

In his opinion, a hero is a police officer who charges no fees and is also very powerful.

Meyer really wishes he had a hero to protect him when he was bullied.

but none.

So Meyer decided to become a hero, stand up when others are being bullied, and protect others!

But with Meier's strength, even a drill would be overturned, let alone a real hero.

Meier is just prone to being filled with passion, and then does some mindless things because of his passion. He is not really mindless.

He is very smart, so he realized that these people should be the legendary heroes!

‘Then what should I do? Should I pay them to teach me how to be a hero? But, but I have no money. No, heroes don’t charge money, but they don’t charge money for saving people. They don’t say whether they charge money for teaching people to be heroes. ’

While Meier was thinking based on the little information he had, the members of the Samsara Team had already completed the next task arrangement in the psychic chain network.

"Well, it seems like you have nothing to do here. Why don't you go home first?"

Wu Jie's words woke up Meier who was in a daze. Looking at Meier who suddenly woke up, Wu Jie thought he was shocked by the shocking scene just now. He quickly wanted to comfort him, but he saw Meier kneeling on his knees. Sliding, tightly hugging his thigh.

"Please teach me to be a hero!"