My Draw Game Has Come True

Sydney, it's midnight at the moment.

The night was like ink, the air seemed to be filled with sultry humidity, and the lighthouse on the coast in the distance was shining with faint lights, making the whole night more silent.

There are a few people on the streets of Sydney. People in twos and threes are cautiously returning home. Bars and nightclubs that used to party all night have also closed because there are no guests.

The ashes in the Sydney funeral home are still burning, and the screams of the past few days seem to reverberate in their ears. Every Sydneysider who lives by the sea can't forget what happened yesterday.

Only the rich who live in the downtown area dismiss these things, thinking that their place of residence is far from the ocean, and there is sufficient time for them to evacuate.

The street lamp pulled the shadow on the side of the road very long, and Old George went out mysteriously, with a delicate pistol in his arms, and looked around carefully, somewhat sneaky.

Old George walked in the gap between light and darkness, wandering between the streets of Sydney, from a secret door to the back door of a bar, and knocked softly.

Although the knock on the door was very slight, it was very rhythmic.

"Crunch—"

The wooden door was opened, and a blonde woman poked her head out, glanced at Old George, and said immediately: "Old George, you are finally here, come in."

After that, he welcomed old George in.

Old George didn't hesitate at all, and went straight into the wooden door, and after passing through the long and narrow corridor, he arrived in the bar.

There were already quite a few people in the bar, and at a glance, there were probably a dozen people with different skin colors.

"Old George, you can count it."

As soon as Old George entered the bar, he immediately caused a burst of cheers. When Old George saw this, he hurriedly put his finger to his lips. After a ‘hush’, these talents calmed down.

Seeing this, the old George put down his package, looked at the people around him amiably, and said, "Recently, the search by the nasty capitalists has increased. Our recent gatherings should be reduced to avoid problems. "

"Old George, since that happened, I couldn't sleep all night. Only by listening to the Lord's voice can I fall asleep." A blonde woman who looked sentimental said, "For parties like ours, the sea **** should be sheltered. Ours, right?"

Old George opened his arms with a look of fraternity, and immediately said in a serious manner: "Yes, we are all pure believers who believe in the existence of the God of the Sea. The reason why we survived a few days ago is also because God chose us. "

"We are all people chosen by God. After God's glory shines on this land, God will naturally give us His supreme divine power."

Old George shouted loudly: "The God of the Sea is with us!"

"The God of the Sea is with us!"

With anger, everyone shouted.

In this shouting, everyone's expressions were already a little crazy, and at this moment, the old George's eyes revealed a complex color, and he silently repented in his heart.

A few days ago, he vowed to build a statue for the Valkyrie and become his most loyal believer.

However, that night, he had a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have fallen into the deep sea.

It was cold and bitter, dark and quiet, and the water that choked his nose continuously poured into his body from his nostrils and ears.

In this endless deep darkness, Old George struggled, but it didn't make any difference.

It feels like the drowning person cannot float to the shore no matter how hard he struggles.

In the deep sea, no one will give you a hand, waiting for your own eternal and endless sleep.

Old George was scared.

He was afraid that he would never wake up again.

I am afraid that I will be lost in the deep sea forever and suffer such suffering forever.

In the deep blue deep sea, Old George didn't know how long it had passed. He only felt that it had been a long, long time, and when he was a little crazy, a coffin suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

That's right, the coffin.

There seemed to be someone in the coffin. Old George didn't know who it was, but the moment Old George saw the coffin, he knew everything.

If you want to survive, you must become a running dog of the ocean, a precursor to a king, and a traitor.

Although there was no communication, there was no communication, but Old George clearly understood that what the coffin wanted to express was this.

After waking up from his sleep, Old George was out of breath, holding a fluke mentality, Old George did not act immediately.

On that day, nothing happened, everything seemed like nothing happened,

However, in the evening, Old George returned to that horrible place again.

Bitterly cold, endless darkness...

This kind of feeling really made old George unable to survive and die. After struggling for a night, old George really didn't want to go back to that time.

From then on, Old George began to win over and coax some people who had survived the disaster a few days ago to do things for him on the grounds of ‘the favor of the sea god’.

Using people's fear to win over people's hearts is surprisingly useful in a situation of ignorance.

Old George was originally just an unsuccessful person who could not find a job, and he could only look at the social moth of the port warehouse gate at his age.

But under the threat that life is worse than death, he quickly turned from a social worm to a master of bewitching people's hearts.

"Huh~"

The memory gradually disappeared in his mind. Old George exhaled heavily and looked around. The crowd who were already a little crazy couldn't help but smile.

The sea is fluctuating tonight, so I have to do something. [space]

Old George was about to open his mouth and say something that could undermine the police force in Sydney.

However, at this moment, a scrawny white boy ran in in a panic, and whispered to Old George: "Nothing, Old George, there is a note here, run!"

After hearing the news, Old George didn't hesitate to speak: "Withdraw, all disperse!"

Immediately, he turned around and put on his cloak, and began to walk outside.

Very decisive, without hesitation.

There are as many idiots as there are, and there are not too many guys who are frightened by the bottom of the sea in Sydney.

The arrests of this batch are just a little bit more foolish, and they don't panic at all.

All the way hurriedly, walking through the back door of the bar, but this old George just walked to the backyard, suddenly the whole bar shook.

"Um?"

Old George was immediately taken aback, couldn't help but look around, and couldn't help muttering: "Did there an earthquake?"

However, before Old George could react, a roar suddenly sounded, as if something exploded in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Abel, the strongest player in Kangaroo Country, made his debut!

"You are here to promote the "God of the Sea" in the past few days, right?" Abel said lazily.

"I…"

Old George's face turned pale, and his gun hand trembled a bit, trembling, and he didn't dare to shoot with a gun.

Because the appearance of Abel's appearance is really incredible, he actually fell from the sky and came directly to him!

This situation really made Old George completely devoid of any desire to resist.

Seeing Old George doing this, Abel smiled slightly, confident enough to almost shine, and he didn't see the ugliness of being hit on the ground by Yang Huan.

Abel was about to step forward to arrest Old George, and the bar suddenly trembled again.

"Um?"

This time, it was Abel's turn to be surprised.

what happened?

Just when Abel felt suspicious, the sewer of the bar suddenly cracked, mud and gravel flew up, and an Akitlin sea snake nearly ten meters long suddenly got out and entangled the old George. With Abel biting away!

The venom lingers, shaking people's hearts and souls!