Thriller: I created an alien asylum

Jie Yu looked at the puppet.

As soon as the accident happened, it disappeared from Luo Ping's hand and returned to his hand.

He could feel a force locking him.

So, he did not resist at all and let the curse mark his body.

Unlike those newcomers.

They accepted the tempering of weird energy for too short a time.

In addition, the weird strength of the contract was not high, and the weird energy that could be distributed to them was also limited.

Therefore, although their bodies were strong, they could not defend many things.

Jie Yu was different.

His body strength was very strong.

Although the level was still A-level.

But, in fact, it could be considered S-level.

Ordinary bullets and bombs could not do anything to him.

He was also a little curious, what kind of accident could kill him?

He really wanted to know!

Under Jie Yu's gentle surface, there was madness that no one could see.

Jie Yu followed the power and breath.

He had already faintly discovered the other party's position.

After all, he was the object of the curse and had a certain connection with the other party.

Perhaps ordinary people could not find it.

But for Xie Yu, it was like a white line formed between him and the other party, too obvious.

Even though there were several cities between them, he could sense the other party's position.

And the person who plotted against him was not far away from him and was still in this city.

So Xie Yu stopped a car and took Luo Ping and Huang Bei in the car.

He drove towards the direction he sensed.

The destination was a building.

There was a sign downstairs that said "Strange Club".

Luo Ping paid the fare with change. After getting off the car, he looked at the club. The distance was close enough, and he also felt the strange and unusually familiar atmosphere.

After feeling it carefully, he suddenly realized: "This breath is the curse on the puppet."

Huang Bei had never touched the puppet before, so he didn't feel the breath yet, so he turned around and looked at Luo Ping: "What?"

Luo Ping pointed upstairs: "I mean up here, the breath of the puppet came."

Huang Bei originally thought that Jie Yu was taking them to find a place to live, but he didn't expect that he actually took them directly to the enemy's lair.

Now he admired Jie Yu a little.

He is worthy of being the captain.

This grasp of breath and energy is so powerful.

Luo Ping knew it at a glance.

They were also cursed.

But Luo Ping didn't feel the same breath until he came to the bottom of the building.

But Jie Yu could feel it even though he was several streets away.

Is this the strength of an A-level contract master?

Luo Ping: "It's a pity for my fried chicken."

After the previous accident, the fried chicken in their hands had long been thrown away.

But Jie Yu's was still there.

But they were too embarrassed to ask the captain for it.

Luo Ping bumped his fists: "This guy dares to curse me? Let's go and wipe out his hideout."

The Strange Club is a hideout for a group of evil god believers.

Usually, the club mainly plays sports such as billiards and table tennis to cover up all their illegal activities.

The club consists of eleven evil god believers and more than a hundred ordinary members.

Some of these ordinary members also believe in evil gods, but have no talent and can only become subordinates of those evil god believers to make a living.

Another part of them are people who are threatened or join the club for various reasons.

An Yue is one of the latter.

She sat on the sofa in the club with some anxiety.

She didn't know whether the man did what she said after reading the note and threw away the puppet.

Ma Lou saw An Yue, and he waved to An Yue, "You did a good job today. This is something I gave you. As long as you continue to work for me, sooner or later you will be able to truly join us. By then, you will have extremely powerful power."