I have a God-killing prison

Station small square.

The small square was covered in blood, and the bodies of the soaked people were scattered all over the place, looking like Asura purgatory.

Little Fat Dun's face was a little pale, although it was not the first time he had encountered this kind of thing.

However, when it really came to his own shot, he was still a little uncomfortable.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of the contents of the internal organs constantly irritated the nasal cavity, making him almost vomit out.

"That's not right!" Chu Zifeng did not exit the state just now, his face was cold, and at the same time his spirit was highly concentrated, his eyes froze, and he looked around sharply.

At this moment, he was like a neurotic cold male god.

It's completely different from the usual hanger look.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Fan scattered all the straight knives, his face was a little pale, and his body trembled slightly.

Three straight knives were conjured up at once, consuming his already small spiritual power.

Now, a little dizzy.

Chu Zifeng's brows furrowed slightly, and at this moment, he seemed to have changed someone, with a cold look between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Although the time we shot is not long, it is definitely not short, but there are no pedestrians and vehicles passing around."

A trace of doubt flashed in Little Chuandun's eyes, "What do you mean?"

"It should be that this place is isolated, otherwise how could there be no pedestrians and vehicles passing by for such a long time, it seems that there is trouble again."

Ye Fan spoke in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he kept looking around.

"Is it like the kind in the novel, the confinement formation!" Little Chubby Dun looked surprised.

"Cluck."

Suddenly, a shrill sound came from all directions.

"What people?"

The little fat dun opened his already small eyes, and his chubby face immediately became fierce and vicious, and he shouted loudly.

Later, he took out a spatula from the rucksack he was carrying behind him.

A mediocre ... Spatula.

At this moment, the cold Chu Zifeng and Ye Fan, who was not allowed to enter alive, both twitched slightly at the corners of their mouths.

No matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid ... Spatula?

"Introduce yourself, the deacon under the clown of the slave family Forgetting River, beautiful as a flower, a naturally beautiful flower."

A faint voice came, and then a gentle man in black slowly walked out from the station.

Behind him, followed by a white wolf, strangely the hair on this wolf's head was red, his eyes were full of tyranny, and his sharp fangs turned out.

The feminine man smiled charmingly, put his hands together on his waist, and then squatted slightly, just like everyone in ancient times.

Make a dignified gesture and speak softly.

"I've seen three geniuses of the Heavenly Palace!"

If a woman makes such an action, it must look pleasing to the eye.

And now, a man makes such a gesture of small family jasper.

Let Chu Zifeng and the three of them have a bad cold, their stomachs squirming, and they are extremely disgusted.

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Downtown.

High-rise buildings stand tightly in this prime location, and the entire exterior surface of the high-rise is a series of distinct glass windows, all independent spaces.

On the roof of the high-rise building, a huge LED display with several big characters written on it, Tangtang Hotel.

Squeak.

The door of the conference room on the top floor made a dull sound, and a man wearing a red hood with a strange clown makeup on his face slowly walked in.

He carried a black umbrella in his hand, like a Western gentleman.

"Joker, this is your first time late." On the chair in the conference room, another man sitting upright squinted and spoke.

This man was dressed in white and had an elegant atmosphere, like a scholarly son.

"There will be a first time in everything, you say, Wugongzi?" The clown smiled softly, walked straight to the chair next to the conference table, and then sat down gracefully.

The black umbrella in his hand was still on his hands.

"Cluck!"

With a piercing chuckle came, a woman in a revealing low-cut suit slowly walked in, scanned the crowd, sat enchantingly next to Wugongzi, and then stretched out a hand to stroke the latter's face.

The body twists like a water snake, charming and waves.

"Ouch, our dear clown knows how to be flexible, this is really rare."

Wugongzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils immediately stood up like a poisonous snake, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the woman's arm and flung it away.

With disgust on his face, he took out a white and flawless handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiped his palm and touched face, and said unhurriedly:

"Red lady, next time you touch me with your dirty hands, I will directly chop it off!"

"Oh? Do you try it? The red lady's tone gradually cooled down, and her charming face was murderous and cold!

"Enough!"

Sitting on the main throne, the man who had been silent slowly got up at this moment, his face was wearing a mask that seemed to be crying, and his voice was a little hoarse:

"I don't care what filth there is between you, solve it in private, I declare first, if anyone makes a mistake in this mission, no matter who is behind you, it will not be able to protect you."

"If anyone disobeys, call the people behind you to me."

"Black impermanence, white impermanence, even Jizo and Meng Po don't work with me."

"Of course..."

The masked man who seemed to cry instead of crying looked at the elegant man sitting upright, his hoarse voice was very calm, "The same is true of scholars."

Wugongzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment, he said calmly:

"I understand."

The masked man nodded, then looked at the three and said seriously:

"This plan is very important, and you need your cooperation."

Then he looked at the clown, "How are the preparations for lifting the ban?"

The clown held the black umbrella and said with a weird smile: "All ready, dear lord!" "

Hmm." The man who seemed to be crying instead of crying nodded, and then looked at Wugongzi, "Can the scholar arrive on time?"

Wugongzi's brows frowned slightly, and he shook his head, "I don't know, but even if my family can come, I'm afraid I will be late, and even..."

The man who seemed to cry instead of crying in a mask pondered for a moment, and then looked at the red lady, "Did Black Impermanence send someone to the North Station?"

The red lady licked her lips, twisted her body charmingly, and said with a smile: "Of course, Lord Black Impermanence sent someone, but..."

She suddenly looked at the clown, and her tone was a little unkind, "The clown is not at ease, and let the sissy follow with him, I think there is no problem." The

clown was silent, looking down at his black umbrella, and a cold murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes!

"That'll do."

The man who seemed to be crying instead of crying glanced at everyone, put his hands on his back, and said coldly:

"Let's all go and prepare, make sure that this mission is foolproof, if something happens to anyone who is responsible, I guess you won't want to know the consequences."

As soon as these words came out, the whole room seemed to fall into a cold winter, freezing cold.

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