Super Detective in the Fictional World

This feeling is very bad.

But after all, Mephisto is a strong man who has experienced countless successes and failures. After a while, he converged to a state of incompetence and anger, thinking of the most critical question: Who did it?

Odin? Not too possible.

Although someone in Asgard has been to Earth recently, it was by no means Odin.

Odin repressed the nine worlds, the top powerhouse in the universe, was a treasure of Asgard thousands of years ago, and has no record of going out to battle.

Gu Yi? It's ... a little bit possible, but too impossible.

This mysterious Supreme Mage's spells can make the special altar disappear instantly, but most of her attention is used to prevent the dark dimension Domum.

Mephisto has done so many small moves for so many years that he knows it well.

He only sent an avatar to the earth to make a fool, which was stuck on Gu Yi's psychological bottom line.

If he dared to come, Gu Yi would never mind treating him like a Domham.

Women can't mess with it, bald female bosses can't mess with it.

If this female gangster still has a supreme spell that deterred multiple dimensions, it would definitely not be annoying.

Thinking about it, Mephisto had no doubt at all in his mind.

It is suspected that there are a lot of targets, but they are all unlikely to shoot.

In this regard, Mephisto could only be blackened-it was really blackened.

Bursts of black mist emanated from his face, and numerous wailing sounded in the black mist.

Special altars are not ordinary goods, they are the only magical props that he made thousands of years ago, which contain his core magical skills.

With this thing, he got millions of souls from the earth.

It changes shapelessly, can form the appearance according to the person's thoughts, and then uses various methods to seduce people to degenerate and collect fine souls for him.

I remember that more than 200 years ago, the altar was taken by some false believers of the goddess of fate, and it changed into the appearance of a destiny loom.

Since then, these deficient believers have constantly sent him various fine souls, which made him very satisfied.

The use of special altars is betraying the soul.

Once these hypocrites who have benefited from the special altar die, their soul will belong to him.

Mephisto, the black-hearted businessman, ate and ate from home, and no one cares.

He is certainly satisfied with this special altar.

If the avatar is the customer service staff he sent, the special altar is a robot customer service that automatically answers simple questions.

The altar is not as flexible as the avatar, but it is a long-term and stable income.

Now that this worry-free and trouble-free income channel is gone, Mephisto can only sigh: "Forget it, when you have a chance, try to get another one."

In this regard, he is not in a good mood.

It was a special altar to him, and it was not ordinary goods.

Not to mention those strange and precious raw materials, it took him only three to five hundred years to cast it to complete it.

What a pity!

...

Luke didn't know he had pitted another tall demon lord.

After a moment of shock, he did not immediately choose to use the Destiny Loom, but tried to suppress his emotions.

Last time the storage module was modified, the storage space was shut down for a long time.

What to do if the system father strikes himself this time when rebuilding the system panel?

Tonight, he has come to earn experience to upgrade.

Come out and talk about credit.

When talking about killing mutual aid society, we must kill all.

When it comes to earning experience points, you must earn enough.

But what he didn't know was that at the moment when the Destiny Loom disappeared in the room, many people in the world suddenly felt a shock in their heads, something seemed to be missing, and then they felt panicked.

This also includes all the killers in the seventeen textile mills, who have shown this inexplicable reaction.

Sloan closed his eyes for a moment and frowned. "Did you feel it?"

The dozen or so killers in front of him nodded in unison, and a woman couldn't help asking: "Sloan, what's going on?"

Sloan turned in his heart, but he just shook his head: "I don't know, but it feels like something is missing from my body."

Most of them nodded subconsciously because they felt the same.

For a while, everyone looked at Sloan and wanted to get answers from him.

This old guy is in charge of the secrets of the Mutual Aid Society, maybe he knows what happened just now.

Unfortunately, Sloan's face was cloudy and uncertain, but at the end he only said, "I'm tired, let's all fall away." After turning, he turned away.

More than a dozen people looked at each other and communicated with each other for a moment, but they could only get up and prepare to leave.

Bang Bang!

Poppy!

Suddenly, sporadic shots sounded.

Everyone who was about to disperse looked at the gate.

"What's going on, an enemy attack?"

"Go and see."

In two simple sentences, everyone rushed to the gate.

The crowd was extremely fast and numerous, even if the cross came.

The gunfire sounded several times during the period, but they all started immediately.

The crowd only heard the sound of gunfire, and they knew that it was someone who was shooting at the guard, but they didn't take any action first, they only attacked after being attacked by the guard.

Even more frightening is that there was only one gunfire of the other party, but the guard's gunfire changed several times.

Obviously, several guards lost their lives in the shooting.

The crowd quickly reached the front door and saw the city walls and several high points in the castle. The guards never fired again.

At several commanding heights, the guard's body fell down there.

The people were surprised, scattered several places, and stepped onto the outer wall and looked out of the gate.

I saw a man with a beard wearing a black suit and a big back standing in the dark.

He held the gun with one hand, but did not raise it. He looked at the crowd on the gate wall quietly.

Seeing the appearance of more than a dozen killers, the suit man finally said, "Let Sloan come out."

His voice is calm and has no emotions, similar to the attitude of most people to the orderers of fast food restaurants-bland, indifferent, unhappy and unhappy.

Everyone was silent, several small groups stared at each other, and no one was silent.

Finally, the gunsmith spoke: "Who are you?"

The man in the suit finally turned his head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and put his eyes on him: "John Wick. You call me, the night demon too."

Everyone jumped in their hearts, and was surprised: was this crazy? Yesterday, people came to talk, and today came to the door. In this situation, do you think the Mutual Aid Society is settled? Then what is your night demon, simply call the night god.

Still the gunsmith said again, "come."

The man in the suit did not answer anymore, and even looked away, as if the gunsmith suddenly disappeared.

Flower Q! Everyone cursed in their hearts.

This is deadly ... fresh and refined! Do you think this is acting in a movie!

They didn't know that, although no photographer was present, someone really came to perform.

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