My Doomsday Simulator Game

Chapter 85 85. Emergency

Wang Yazhu was walking on the street with a backpack on his back, his eyes passing over the rows of ancient street stalls. It was obvious from his frown that he was worried.

The friend on the side laughed and said, "Why, aren't you happy?"

Wang Yazhu looked depressed, "I took several days off to come here specifically, but I didn't see anything."

"Liu Peng, it's your fault."

The man named Liu Peng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, blame me."

"There is nothing we can do about it. If there is something mysterious, we ordinary people can see it first."

"Too."

Wang Yazhu kept walking, but his thoughts were actually flying to the sky. If Liu Peng hadn't pulled him, he would have bumped into a passerby.

"Liu Peng, do you think the fire bearer is real?"

"I can't say for sure, but the official approach..."

If the video of the fire bearer's appearance is fake, then there is no need for the official to seal off the scene, unless something really happened that ordinary people don't know about.

Wang Yazhu's eyes flickered, "All the nearby shop owners said they saw it. It's impossible for everyone to have hallucinations."

"I think this is the closest we'll ever get to a mystery."

Seeing him thinking, Liu Peng reminded: "Don't forget, we are just mystery lovers, you must not do anything illegal."

Wang Yazhu said speechlessly: "I am a good law-abiding citizen. I was thinking that these mysterious events have such a huge impact that they may no longer be able to hide them."

"Maybe we can meet him while wandering around."

After he finished speaking, Liu Peng did not answer. He suddenly stopped and looked ahead blankly.

"Liu Peng? Are you okay?" Wang Yazhu patted his shoulder.

Liu Peng rubbed his eyes and asked doubtfully: "I seemed to have seen a fist-sized spider crawling into the alley just now. Could it be that I didn't get enough rest and was hallucinating?"

When he was chatting with Wang Yazhu just now, his eyes suddenly caught a white shadow. He couldn't see it very clearly, but it felt like the white spider that surrendered to the mysterious man in the video.

Wang Yazhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Where are you running? Take me to see where you are."

"Okay, don't get excited." Liu Peng said helplessly.

He found that his friend's brain circuit was a little strange. If someone said that there was a spider the size of a fist walking around the street, he would definitely not believe it.

Fortunately for Wang Yazhu, he still wanted to find out where the spider had gone.

"Come with me, I seem to have run into this alley." The two of them walked into the narrow alley and started looking for spiders.

Su Hong, who was monitoring the ancient town from an ancient tree, also discovered Wang Yazhu and the two of them. The blood sacrifice was going to start soon anyway, so it didn't matter if the spider was exposed, so he let them go.

Suddenly, Su Hong's expression changed, "Phillip, you watch here, I'll go back and answer the phone."

He consciously returned to the room in the garden community, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and saw that the caller was Sun Hang, the guide.

As soon as Su Hong answered the call, there was a noise from the other side, followed by Sun Hang's hurried and serious voice.

"Where are you now?"

Su Hong answered truthfully, "I'm at home, what happened..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the man, "Listen up, there is a planned attack in Chenjia Ancient Town, Chengnan District."

"I helped you refuse the alliance's call. Just stay well and don't be stupid enough to risk your death."

"Understand."

"Understood, thank you Captain."

Sun Hang's tone was a bit harsh, but his intentions were not bad.

If he had not intervened in this accident, Sun Hang, Liu Zhifeng...these immortals who participated in the battle would all have died in this blood sacrifice incident.

And he and Wei Qiang will escape because of Sun Hang's help.

Sun Hang hurriedly hung up the phone and probably rushed to Chenjia Ancient Town.

Su Hong put down his cell phone, consciously left the community and returned to the ancient tree.

"How is it?" he asked Philip.

"Those guys are ready to take action. Master, what are we going to do next?"

Philip's tone was a little excited, and he felt that his scythe was already hungry and thirsty.

Su Hong glanced at it and said, "Just save people later."

Phillip was stunned, and the shadow waved his little hand a few times, "What about beating people?"

"If you can catch the henchmen of different factions, feel free to beat them up."

"By the way, remember to let the minion named Li Dian let him go and don't kill him."

"Okay, no problem."

After giving Phillip a few words, Su Hong felt that the time was almost up and wrapped the blasphemer's flesh in a shadow and flew high into the sky.

He glanced at the withered piece of blasphemer meat in his hand. After a day and night of squeezing, the piece of blasphemer meat had little stored negative emotional energy. It had shrunk into a ball and lost its previous vitality.

…

On the road next to the green belt of the ancient town, three black vans suddenly stopped, and nine immortals including Liu Zhifeng, Li Jian, and Sun Hang rushed to the scene.

The sound of police sirens followed closely behind. Armed police wearing bulletproof vests and holding live ammunition opened the car door, quickly organized their queue, and followed the undead in a small team.

Liu Zhifeng's team just received the news that Wang Chengzhi agreed to dialogue not long ago. Just when they were still immersed in joy and excitement, they learned the bad news from Wang Chengzhi that different minions were about to attack the ancient town. All the joy and excitement instantly turned into panic. stunned.

After urgently reporting the news to the alliance, Liu Zhifeng led everyone to rush here.

They were the first team to get the news and the first team to arrive at the ancient town. There were several more groups of undead and troops coming one after another.

But they were racing against time now. They couldn't wait for support and could only enter the ancient town first to evacuate the crowd.

As soon as Liu Zhifeng and his team stepped onto the pedestrian street of the ancient town, they attracted the curiosity of countless tourists. Instead of being afraid, the pedestrians came over curiously.

Liu Zhifeng led the team to run and shout, "Evacuate the crowd urgently. A terrorist attack is about to happen in the ancient town. Evacuate quickly!"

He kept shouting, and the tourists were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

They lived in a peaceful era and a peaceful country. They had no concept of terrorist attacks at all. Liu Zhifeng's sudden shout made people confused.

"Damn it." Just when Liu Zhifeng didn't know how to respond, there was a sudden bang, the smell of gunpowder was everywhere, and someone fired a gun!

"Ah!" The crowd finally reacted and screamed and ran away in fear.

He looked back suddenly, and Li Jian's right hand was raised above his head. It was he who pulled the trigger.

The man said calmly: "Captain Zhifeng, special matters should be handled specially. We don't have time."

"Okay, you people from the Protz family have guts."

Liu Zhifeng held the handle of the sword with his left hand, alert at any time, and waved his right hand to command the crowd to evacuate.

The gunshot tore through the air and could be heard hundreds of meters away.

The minions hidden in the ancient town were stunned, and then they received the soul voice of the divergent knight.

"The blood sacrifice is exposed, act in advance!"

The divergent knight suppressed his anger in his tone. This is the second time the plan has been exposed. After the action is over, he must find out which traitor did it!

"Do it!"

The divergent minions broke the window and appeared on the street.

They stared at the undead who were evacuating the crowd, and the smell of gunpowder filled the street.

The battle was about to break out.

In the sky, strands of black negative emotional energy began to float into the blasphemer's meat.

"Has it started?" Su Hong whispered in a low voice.