Trafford’s Trading Club

The bullet broke through the darkness in the barrel full of rifling, and the fire flashed away. The bullet reached subsonic speed and penetrated directly through Roger's head.

It's over, Song Haoran thought to himself.

"Military advisor? This guy is still..."

Lluvia's words made Song Haoran frown. After being shot in the head, Roger's reaction seemed a little weird. To be precise - Roger's body suddenly became a little weird.

Blood vessel!

The blood vessels in Roger's body began to swell, one by one, bulging from under the skin, and you could even see the contraction caused by the rushing blood!

not dead?

Roger's throat was producing a strange sound, very repressed... it was a scream, a low growl when he was suffering from some extreme pain... He should be dead!

If the brain is penetrated by a bullet, the chance of surviving is one in hundreds of millions!

Naturally, Song Haoran would not think that Roger was the one in a few hundred million who was lucky - various signs showed that it was because of the strange changes in Roger's body at this time.

His muscles began to grow, if Frankenstein-like, to a degree that even the world's bodybuilders would be daunted by. Even Roger's skin color began to turn towards a light blue at this time.

"Green... no, giant blue?" Oni stared at this scene in a daze, feeling a chill coming straight to the top of his head and his scalp numbing. But he suddenly felt that his hand was empty. It turned out that the P-90 in his hand was taken away directly by Song Haoran.

Regarding the mutated Roger, Song Haoran did not hesitate at all and directly fired at him with a 50-round submachine gun like the P-90.

Mystery... He has experienced it before, and now he even carries something mysterious with him!

Therefore, Song Haoran was able to wake up immediately.

God knows what the consequences will be after such a strange change in this guy's body is completed?

Although he didn’t know the reason for this strange change, in Song Haoran’s opinion, who would stupidly watch the enemy complete the “transformation”?

Of course, it's only right to take advantage of the 'opponent''s transformation, open up and directly interrupt, and kill this girl!

Ta da, da da, da da—!

Song Haoran's finger pressed tightly on the trigger of the P-90, three bullets, ten bullets, twenty bullets... until the full magazine was completely fired, Song Haoran did not stop, and directly changed the magazine with lightning speed. , followed by a new round of crazy shooting!

For more than a minute and nearly two minutes, a hundred bullets hit Roger's body, turning his body into a hornet's nest!

Countless mutations turned into blue blood and flowed out of Roger's body. The wall behind him was even more densely packed with bullet marks!

With the loss of a large amount of blood, Roger's body instantly changed from swelling to shrinking - as if some of the essence in the body had been squeezed out. The shriveled appearance almost reminded people of those who died of illness in prison. prisoner.

If Roger could speak at this moment, he would probably roar: So angry!

The potion reserved for the final comeback came from a mysterious force - he had been absconding in Russia for many years, and after several twists and turns, he became a quasi-cadre of this organization.

Now, Roger sees that if he can successfully set off a storm in this country and become the source of chaos, he will be able to become a senior cadre of this organization and come into contact with a larger and mysterious world. However, he hates this place. How could he not gas?

"Let's die together..." He felt the passing of life, the crazy passing. Driven by the last bit of strength left, Roger's palms reached into his trouser pockets.

"No! His detonator!" Song Haoran's face changed dramatically at this time!

Hearing his shout, everyone suddenly lost consciousness - Song Haoran naturally mentioned that Roger planted a large amount of explosives in the theater. The reason for the blankness of consciousness was that he felt the arrival of death!

Song Haoran rushed to Roger without saying a word, and pulled out Roger's arm from under Roger's stiff and weird smile - this guy is probably dead now.

But his palm was tightly grasping a small remote control. The bright red round button had already been pressed, and Song Haoran could hear the rapid sound of 'beep-beep-beep' like a countdown!

Damn it, if I had known that the moment the power supply was restored and I saw Roger sitting slumped with his life and death unknown, I should have searched for the detonator!

But at that time, I also considered that since Roger was dead, there was no need to touch this thing. Then, just let the police who had already broken in and carried out the rescue operation handle it. This would save me a lot of trouble. .

Besides, Billy and others were also present, so it was inconvenient for them to see him taking this thing. However, they didn't expect that Roger would not be able to die, and there was even a chance of a comeback...if he hadn't decisively shot down two clips of bullets. …

However, this is no longer the time for regret. The brain immediately calmed down after experiencing regret, anger, and panic in an instant.

Song Haoran could only shout: "Everyone get down!"

This was a device that exploded instantly, so it was too late to move away. Then all that was left was to lie on the ground. Life or death could only be left to fate - for the first time, Song Haoran left his fate to luck!

Bang—bang—!

The air seemed to be frozen, and the people lying on the ground only heard a series of noises.

However, this sound was far beyond everyone's imagination: this sound was just like someone hitting the wall hard with a hammer!

Not even the slightest shock could be transmitted.

Only the detonator made a long buzzing sound at this time - Song Haoran knew that this was the result after the bomb had exploded.

"Military advisor?" Lluvia looked at Song Haoran in shock.

Bucky lay on the ground, holding his head in his hands. At this time, his chin hit the floor, looking around with a confused expression.

Song Haoran frowned and said solemnly: "It is true that there is a bomb, but it is not the powerful one we thought... Roger has deceived everyone."

"This... Roger boy?" Bucky looked at Roger subconsciously, and his intuition told him: Roger is the kind of person who can really install high-power bombs.

"Let's not talk about it for now. We have to leave this place quickly." Song Haoran got up quickly, "Mr. Billy, the leader of the gangsters, Roger, is dead. I guess the police have probably taken control of the scene now. We are basically in a safe state.”

"That's the best!" Mr. Billy let out a long breath.

At this time, a burst of footsteps came quickly, and they could even hear shouts such as "The gunshots are coming from here!" and "Hurry, it may be gangsters!"

These were probably the rescuers who rushed over after hearing Song Haoran's round of crazy gunfire.

Song Haoran said decisively: "Mr. Billy, the next step is up to you."

But Mr. Billy suddenly fell to the ground at this time.

Everyone was shocked. The two bodyguards quickly helped Billy up, took off his coat and took a look, only to find that Billy's waist was actually stained red!

Was it the gun that was shot when Darkness was in full swing?

"I...I can still...hold on..." Mr. Billy was still conscious.

He was sweating coldly, his face was pale, and he seemed to be about to faint at any time. The moment he closed his eyes, he insisted: "Help them... for a moment..."

The bodyguard nodded, and then nodded towards Song Haoran and the other three. Although the identities and origins of these three people are still unclear, if these guys weren't there this time, it might have been a different outcome.

There is no doubt that his master Billy is a man who knows how to repay kindness. It was also because he admired Billy's spirit that he always followed Mr. Billy.

"Don't worry, I will know how to tell the police." The bodyguard said quickly: "After that, you can leave in the chaos. We will keep confidential what happened today."

Song Haoran nodded, threw away all the weapons in his hands, and walked together with Lluvia, pretending to be innocent.

Bucky took a long breath and sighed in his heart: Should he be able to go back to prison this time?

Bucky walked up to Roger at this time, sighed, stretched out his hand to wipe Roger's open eyes, and said rather sadly: "Roger, don't blame me, you also want to kill me... ...I am just protecting myself. I will apply to the prison in the future and come out to worship you. Don’t worry, I know the warden very well and will visit your grave on time every year..."

Bucky shook his head and was about to leave when he saw a black rope hanging from Roger's neck. Curious, he pulled it out and found that it was a silver key with short fingers.

Bucky pulled the thing off without thinking.

Song Haoran asked curiously: "What is that?"

Bucky shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just want to keep some souvenirs. If you want it, I'll give it to you."

With that said, Bucky threw the necklace directly to Song Haoran indifferently. Song Haoran raised his hand to take it and looked at it carefully for a few times, but could not figure out what it was.

He glanced at Bucky again, but saw that Bucky was still looking at Roger's body in a daze, so he shook his head and threw the key back, "No, you can keep it as a souvenir."

Bucky didn't think much, took it and stuffed it into the bag.

At this time, a group of police rescue teams rushed in, and Bucky raised his hands in a very bachelor manner, as if he was surrendering, don't beat me, just send me to jail. Song Haoran felt dumbfounded when he saw this.

The bodyguard hurriedly said: "We fought with the gangsters and killed them. In addition, this is Mr. Billy. He was shot. Send him to the hospital quickly!"

Mr. Billy! This was a big shot, so the members of the Storm Team naturally panicked and quickly called for medical staff.

Song Haoran and others also followed the two bodyguards, and were escorted by a group of Storm Teams, and 'left' quite safely.

…

"It seems that it has been completely controlled, and the movement is quite fast..."

From the moment the power was suddenly cut off to now, less than ten minutes had passed. It was a race against time.

Brother Ming walked alone in the corridor, and after clearing the secret sentry at the door so that the police could successfully enter, he pulled away and searched for any traces of Roger.

He also heard the sound of crazy shooting, and suspiciously followed the sound to find them. But when he came to the corridor where the fight took place, only the bodies of Roger and several gangsters were left.

Roger's body even gave Brother Ming an unreal feeling - not to mention the horrific bullet marks on his body, Roger's 'withered' appearance at this time made Brother Ming feel horrified.

If it wasn't the clothes and Roger's iconic mid-length curly hair, Brother Ming even thought he was admitting his mistake... But Brother Ming didn't think much about it. Time waits for no one. He hurriedly squatted down and searched for Roger's body. What are you wearing?

However, not long after, Brother Ming frowned, surprised and angry, "Where is the activation key of that thing...Who took it away...Damn it..."

Brother Ming took a deep breath. The key may have been left behind, or it may have been hidden by Roger somewhere... maybe it's still somewhere in the theater.

As for the possibility of being taken away - when he was talking about this matter, he deliberately turned off the police's special communication equipment. The only people who knew about it were himself, Roger, Moriah, and Crocodile.

Moria was killed by his own hands, and Roger was also dead... Then only Crocodile was left - but he maintained special communication with the police along the way, knowing that Crocodile had been arrested early.

It seems that Roger hid it in advance? But where would it be hidden in the theater? Brother Ming took a deep breath and simply destroyed the information about nuclear bombs that Roger was carrying... Naturally, he knew the safest thing about this kind of thing.

And right now.

"There's someone else over there, who! Come out!"

I saw two policemen running over with guns. Ming Ge stood up directly, collected his emotions, put down his weapons at the same time, raised his hands and said: "Don't shoot, ask your security minister, who am I?" .”

…

The bodies of the killed gangsters will naturally be handled by another group of staff afterwards. Now is the critical time to search to see if there are any remaining gangsters and whether there are any other dangers in the theater.

As for the large number of hostages held hostage in the concert hall, under the guidance of dozens of police officers, they slowly walked out of the theater door. Many of them were even moved to tears as they felt like they had been given a new lease of life.

The hostage-taking incident at the Municipal Theater that lasted for several hours seemed to be coming to an end...

However, in the quiet corridor, a pretty figure walked slowly and walked in front of Roger's body.

She looked down.

"The master is very interested in your soul. Although it is not a trading item, it is not bad as a collection..."

The delicate white fingers stretched out, and from Roger's body, a ball as black as ink slowly floated out, and finally fell into the white palm.

"It's still fresh."

…

…

"It's very fresh."

As if he had gotten a new toy, on the roof of the building opposite the theater, Boss Luo held up the black ball of light handed over by the maid in his palm and looked at it with interest.

"It's as quiet as the dark night." Luo Qiu said softly: "There are very few rainbow-colored soul balls, and they are also very rare like this dark night."

"It's a pity that it's not a trading item." The maid lady felt a little regretful.

After assisting the club for many years, the maid lady also understands some rules of dedication. The magnificent soul ball can give the owner good feedback, but even the worst, the value is not much.

"Perhaps it can be turned into a trading item..." Luo Qiu thought for a while, "I think it still has room for growth."

"Does the master intend to help it reincarnate?" Youye blinked curiously, then nodded and said: "Well, maybe in more than ten years, it will go one step further. In this case, we will put a mark on it. "

The maid lady is no stranger to similar methods - this is a method that the former shop owner often used. As for the current owner, it seems to be the first time to try such an operation.

Time is almost meaningless to her. More than ten years may be gone in a snap. But now, time has become more active, just because it has a new owner.

Maybe the next ten years will be long.

"More than ten years?" Luo Qiu smiled, shook his head and said, "It doesn't take that long, don't we already have something ready?"

Youye was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something, "Master, do you mean to bring it into Taiyinzi's game world?"

Boss Luo smiled slightly and nodded, "Didn't Taiyinzi say that we are going to create a heroic spirit creation plan? In that case, let's really put a 'Demon King' into that world - a savior and a Demon King, a very traditional RPG kingly game. Woolen cloth."

With a snap of his fingers, the black bastard disappeared.

…

…

Um? Has a new soul been born?

The anxious Tai Yinzi quickly climbed up from the Taishi chair and put down the coconut that he had just drunk. Then he took off his sunglasses and beach clothes. A white light flashed across his body, and he looked like a fairy.

Then the surrounding scenery changed, fairy energy curled up, and then a beam of white light fell.

"My name is Taiyin, but...eh? This guy is going to be reincarnated as a demon??"

Taiyinzi, who was about to say his opening remarks, was stunned for a moment, with an expression as if he had eaten a cockroach - but if he himself was the master of this world, then the one who gave him instructions was at the level of outsiders - his Master!

"But it seems like you didn't say you were going to turn into a demon?" Taiyinzi rubbed his chin.

In the pillar of light, a figure walked out. His eyes were blank and then quickly regained clarity, and then he looked at the strange-looking Taiyinzi warily.

Only then did he realize that he was unclothed and even more unarmed, but his physical abilities were certainly enough to deal with such a frail old man.

He should be fighting with others in the theater, or even resorting to last resort. Why did he suddenly come to such a strange place... However, the feeling of being alive was not wrong.

"Old man, where is this place? Give me clothes and food, I'm hungry!"

"Huh? How dare you be rude to me? Old man... This god has transformed so many descendants, and you are the most annoying one? Go away and become a slime! Your name should also be called Slime. !”

In this world, although slimes are not pure-blooded demons, strictly speaking, they are slaves and servants of the demons. If you count, they can be considered as belonging to the demon camp.

Well, so no problem!

Taiyinzi waved his hand and swept the surprised man out of his secret realm with a look of disgust. As if nothing had happened, he continued to wear his previous clothes, picked up the coconut and took a sip.

"This is life..."