I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

When the light came into view again, a figure wearing a dumb black sci-fi battle armor was already standing on the stage.

Since the construction of this underground arena, whatever the situation in Gaul, it has been as peaceful as a mountain.

Because the influence of the past is too profound, even if this sudden change is confusing, the powerful people in the private room are only in shock, rather than fleeing in a hurry.

Is it a new show, a surprise?

As the so-called cleverness is mistaken by wisdom.

Their identities are not ordinary, they know many secrets of Blue Star, and they know that even the top powers have invested a lot of manpower and material resources, but they have not been able to develop a truly feasible single-person armor.

And reality is not a comic, without Tony Stark, and there will be no random things that pop up, you can wrestle and crush with the research of big countries.

They believe in the information they have and in their judgment, so they don't think that what is in front of them will be true.

It is likely to be a well-prepared program here, and there have been occasional surprises like this in the past.

Thinking of this, these "big men" slowly sat back again, picked up the fruit and threw it into their mouths, smiling indifferently and looking graceful.

Standing on the stage, Zheng Wenjun raised his head and looked around. Under the influence of spiritual power, his eyes could easily pass through the one-way glass to see the changes of the beasts in clothing.

"These dogs are all over the place..."

As soon as he felt his breathing and breathing involuntarily quicken, the anger in his heart intensified.

I saw a pair of extremely clear close-up photos hanging on the partition wall between the houses. It was a bloody scene that was enough to make ordinary people have nightmares.

Every photo is a different victim.

Knives, fires, insect bites...

These cancerous scum, in a way that exhausts the limits of normal people's imagination, brutally kills living people one by one.

And the people who made it all, they were well dressed, they were well behaved, they were aloof.

Zheng Wenjun gritted his teeth and squeezed his hands tightly.

The man in the protective suit next to him was repeatedly contacting his superiors through the built-in radio to confirm what was going on, but... there was no reply.

At this time, he saw that the armored man slowly turned his head and stared at himself.

Due to the obstruction of a full-coverage mask, the man in the protective suit could not see the other's face. However, as a butcher who had killed countless people, he felt a near-substantial killing intent.

"Go to hell!"

This guy is more fierce and decisive than everyone Zheng Wenjun has met before. As soon as he sensed the killing intent, he turned on the electric drill without hesitation and stabbed it sharply.

Zheng Wenjun didn't dodge, just stared at him like this.

The high-speed rotating sharp drill bit pressed against the armor, but it couldn't move forward.

The man in the protective suit looked at the electric drill and then at the armored man. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head to push the electric drill desperately. As a result, because the resistance was too great, he turned his head and stopped turning.

A big black steel hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed its neck, and lifted it up with a little force.

The man in the protective suit is 1.8 meters tall. In the hands of the dark night armor, he is like a fragile doll. His legs are constantly struggling and kicking, but it is useless.

"Let... let go of me 〃々!"

The man in the protective suit turned blue and purple because he couldn't breathe well.

Zheng Wenjun was unmoved, feeling like he was pinching a bedbug, watching it slowly suffocate. He felt that he had never been so cold in his life.

Reach out, hold the hand holding the drill, and squeeze a little.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

"Ah..." The man in the protective suit suddenly screamed, his wrist was actually crushed into pieces by Zheng Wenjun.

The dropped electric drill was caught by Zheng Wenjun.

He turned on the electric drill, and as if treating others, he aimed directly at the eyes of the man in the protective suit. He saw a clear fear on the opposite face.

"You're a bastard, too?"

Zheng Wenjun seemed to have seen some incredible joke.

The electric drill is getting closer and closer to his eyes, and the face of the man in the protective suit is almost distorted because of extreme fear.

Seeing that in the next second, there will be blood splattering everywhere.

The drill stopped just one centimeter from the eyes of the man in the protective suit.

Zheng Wenjun in the dark night armor took a deep breath, and the boiling anger made him want to kill this maggot now, but he remembered what the chairman told everyone before leaving:

"To kill them directly for the sins they committed is to take advantage of them. The pain they inflicted on innocents will be left to them bit by bit."

Zheng Wenjun closed his eyes and tried to suppress his killing intent. When he released his hand, the man in the protective suit fell to the ground, desperately breathing and breathing as if he was reborn.

But the next second, under the severe pain in the back of his head, he fell into a coma.

Facing the illogical scene on the stage, the powerful people in the private room realized that something was wrong, sat up and walked out with the bodyguard.

But when you swipe the card, the light turns red and cannot be turned on.

"Boss, let me come!"

The two bodyguards stepped forward and tried their best to pull and kick, but the heavy alloy door did not respond at all.

the other side.

Just after the compact instrument was connected to the network box, Louise closed the lid with a "bang", and Simon's voice was also heard in the communication mark at the right time:

"OK. I have also taken over the underground independent system, and the 'guests' and armed personnel have also been locked by me, and the victims can be released."

Hearing this, Louise called in the communication: "Rana, it's time to start."

"Okay, blue eyes... Louise."

In the other passage, even if the other party could not see, Li Rana gave a thumbs up, then took a small black device with green light, and walked deeper along the straight passage.

"despair!"

Every time she walked, three green circles flashed on the gates on both sides, and then snapped open.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

At this moment, Li Rana seemed to have used some kind of divine power. Everywhere she passed, all the doors opened automatically to welcome her.

And in the studio.

"Go to hell, basher!" Chen Shunsheng knocked the last person out on the table.

Zhang Mo, who was next to him, looked at the results of the two of them - the members of the criminal organization who fainted all over the floor, kicked off the stool, stepped forward, and turned on the microphone.

He took a deep breath, and then, the changed voice came out:

"All imprisoned, you are free!"

...

Borg, who was walking in the secret passage, also heard this sound.

He twitched his cheeks and cursed angrily: "merde!"

But at the same time, he was also a little fortunate. Fortunately, in this underground building, there was a completely independent set of escape tools that only he knew. Otherwise, he would not be able to escape today.

It is obviously impossible for a criminal organization that has been entrenched in Europa for hundreds of years to have a stronghold in this place, but this place is quite important because it is the best place to win over the powerful.

Listen to the tone of the other party, it is not official, and I don't know where it is an unknown force.

But in any case, the opponent's punch was quite fast and accurate, hitting directly seven inches of the poisonous snake of the human trafficking organization.

With so many powerful figures being discovered here, once they are publicized, it will inevitably cause an uproar and shake the entire Europa.

After all, it is a modern information society. No matter how well-founded the human trafficking organization is, in the face of this situation, it can only dormant and wait for the opportunity.

Thinking of this, Borg's heart is bleeding.

But this is the end, he can only get out first.

After running along the passage for more than three minutes, a staircase appeared in front of him, and there may be forty or fifty meters up along it before reaching the top.

At this time, Borg, who had been pampered, was out of breath.

His life was the most important thing, he didn't have time to rest, and with some effort he moved the pure mechanical combination lock made of alloy on the door in front of him.

finally--

"despair!"

The lock is open!

Borg hurriedly opened the door, but didn't pull it. He mustered up his strength and tried his best to suck the milk before slowly pulling it open.

It turned out that there was a concrete camouflage on the outside.

After doing all this, he was already sweating profusely, his hair was wet and sticking to his head, and he had no image at all. When he took a deep breath, the stench of the sewer was blowing towards him, and he was almost smoked. Spit out the night meal.

"I swear, whoever you are, you will pay for making me so embarrassed today,"

Borg cursed in a low, furious voice as the expensive leather shoes trod in the filthy, wet sewers.

Seeing a faint light appearing ahead, it is obvious that the exit is coming.

He hurriedly combed his hair with his hands, then tugged and tidied up his custom suit to look as normal as possible.

Out of the sewers, the wind on the Seine was oncoming.

Borg is standing on the first-level flood control embankment on the river bank, and there is a higher embankment road behind him, like a high wall with railings on the edge.

After escaping, he looked at the distant manor, which was still brightly lit, with both resentment and pride.

"No one in this world can catch my Borg!"

"You will know that to provoke me will be the worst decision you have ever made in your life!"

Borg tidied up his collar again, and was about to walk up the steps next to him, pretending to be a wealthy man walking by the river with nothing to do.

at this time--

"Hello! Mr. Burger Melville, why are you leaving in such a hurry."

…husband…

ps: It’s the daily routine of writing it down a long time ago and repeatedly looking for sensitive words.

To be honest, when the last sentence of this chapter came out, I felt very cool, and I don’t know what everyone thinks. .