Warm winds swept over the southern land, waves lapped at the rocks, and birds and animals chirped in the morning sun. They seemed to be playing a piece of heavenly music together.
A vibrant and beautiful day has begun in the city of St. Belén. For many people here, this life is comfortable and happy. But for...a very few people, this day is very dark.
At the end of the dark street, in Shop No. 01, more than forty members of the organization were standing in the corridor like ostriches with their heads lowered, shivering.
An extremely weird robbery incident occurred here last night. While twelve members of the organization were watching the scene, "people" actually looted all the goods in three warehouses.
This is absolutely shameful and extremely provocative for a "cattle and horse organization" that has a great reputation throughout the south.
The southern region has always been the place with the most worrying security situation in the entire Blue Star. Although St. Belen is a developed city and has a relatively good economic situation, it still cannot get rid of this kind of group. It seems that people born in this area are always uneasy.
Divide it up.
In the warehouse, a middle-aged man over two meters tall with a shaved head and thick beard was holding his hands on his hips. His eyes were red as he looked at the mutated creature breeding room that was full of water stains and littered with corpses.
This man's name is Sonny, the notorious hand-chopping brother, and one of the hundreds of "committees" who formulate the rules of dark street trading.
After a short period of silence, Sonny walked to the left side of the breeding room, bent down in the water stains, and picked up three blood-stained feathers: "Oh, my God...my poor chick...it's not even ready yet."
It weighed just one kilogram and was killed... It could have been sold to those royal family members for three million!"
Sonny was really sad. His left eye, which was equipped with an electronic eye, sounded an alarm because the blood pressure in the eye increased.
"My brothers, this is a sudden war!" Sonny took three blood-stained feathers and turned around and shouted: "Go to the Holy Church of Heaven and invite a Saint Walker. I need to use the fastest time.
Figure out what’s going on here! Take action, idiots!!”
About forty minutes later, an old man wearing a holy white robe, a white melon cap on his head, and holding a metal scepter walked into the room.
He was probably in his sixties, with a head full of white hair. He looked very old, with dense wrinkles on his face, like a blooming abalone.
The city of St. Belém, as you can tell from its name, is an area with extremely active religions. The people here are called the Tenjin Sect, and senior members of the Tenjin Sect are also called Saint Walkers.
It is said that these Saint Walkers possess part of the power of the Heavenly Father and are living gods. They know five hundred years in advance and five hundred years in hindsight. In short, there is nothing they do not understand.
Who knows why the boss of the Niu Ma Organization would immediately seek out a foreign monk after encountering a problem. Maybe this is the unique regional culture, or maybe there is some ulterior p.y deal between them?
Accomplice, is that you?
After the old Saint walked into the room, he looked up at Sonny and nodded slightly to him.
Sonny is a rough man. He usually robs this or rapes that. He has no moral bottom line at all. However, when facing Saint Walker, he is still quite polite: "Great Saint Walker, my dear friend Arthur, please explain.
Clear my doubts."
The old man named Arthur glanced at Sonny with bright eyes and waved his hand outside.
After seeing Arthur's actions, all the men on standby left the area.
After everyone left, Arthur slowly raised the scepter he was holding in his right hand. His whole body was emitting a milky white light. He really looked like a god and began to sing softly in the room.
When Sonny saw this scene, he immediately bent down and stepped back, waiting quietly without disturbing him. It is said that this Arthur is also a holy traveler who has been sleeping for many years, a god with boundless power!
Arthur's lips wriggled, and he chanted obscure grammar that was difficult for humans to understand at an extremely fast frequency. His eyes were closed tightly, and he was as holy as a virgin.
Soon, he began to sing and repeatedly walked around the three warehouses. His forehead was sweating, his expression was a little awkward, and the milky white light on his body was bright and dim.
If Zhang Yunxi were here, it would be obvious at a glance that he was using the mutant's perception to look for the "murderer" aura. But Sonny didn't think so. As a devout believer in the Celestial Sect, he really believed in the Holy Spirit.
Walker possesses the power of gods. Although he also knows that there are many sleepers and mutants in this world, he still does not question his faith.
But at this moment, Lao Deng, who was walking back and forth, felt worried, because he didn't know how to pretend to be this guy. He walked around, but he didn't feel the breath of any living thing.
After fussing like this for half an hour, Arthur returned to Sonny's room in sweat.
The actions of the Holy Walker will surely produce results!
Sonny asked with eager eyes and trembling words: "Have you seen the murderer?"
Arthur looked at him and calmly took out a communicator from his arms: "I'm in a bad state today, but technology can always give you answers."
"???"
Sonny was stunned.
Arthur turned on the holographic projection of the communicator, projected it on the ground, and played a set of video images: "This is a picture recorded by the central surveillance camera in Dark Street. The appearance of the murderer is very clear. My devout believer, God has decided to use three
I’ll sell it to you for 10,000 yuan.”
When Sonny heard this, he cursed in his heart, "Nima coins, wouldn't it be over if you took them out already? What a waste of time!"
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It's about nine o'clock in the morning.
Zhang Yunxi, who had slept well, was sitting in the living room on the first floor, drinking milk and eating wheat bread that he was not used to, and said to Wang Dabiao: "After you finish talking today, we can repair Lao Zhu, right?"
"Yes, I will get the money first, and then ask the old madman to come over and see the condition of Lao Zhu's body. After asking him to make a list, we will purchase the items." Wang Dabiao nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely give this to you.
Done."
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Biao!" Zhang Yunxi said politely.
"It's okay, we will all be a family from now on." Wang Dabiao said this and turned to look at Jing Nansheng: "Sister, will I take you out for a walk today?"
"Thanks, I'm not going." Jing Nansheng was holding milk and basking in the sun on the balcony.
"Okay, wait until there is a chance." Wang Dabiao seemed to be very patient with Jing Nansheng. After he ate the bread indiscriminately, he stood up and said, "You guys can stay home, I'll be out soon."
"good!"
"Slow down!"
Wang Dabiao greeted everyone and left in a hurry.
After a while, Zhang Yunxi finished his breakfast and gave himself another injection of nutritional medicine to maintain cell activity. Then he quickly walked upstairs, ready to take a look at the dumplings and the Tree of Darkness he bought last night.
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At this moment, Jing Nansheng, who was sitting on the balcony basking in the sun, suddenly saw a group of convoys rushing over on the winding mountain road to the west, forming a thick and dense mass of vehicles.
This fleet is composed of various modified four-seater and seven-seater suspension vehicles. There are more than twenty vehicles at a glance, and the vehicles are graffitied with various large-scale patterns, such as beheaded figures, naked beauties, etc.
The motorcade came roaring, and wherever it went, residents and children all rushed back home and closed the courtyard doors.
"Whizzing……!"
While the leading convertible was driving, someone was shooting kinetic energy beams into the sky, making a loud banging sound.
"Go away!"
"The street is officially dark!"
"...!"
There were screams and shouts, and the entire street was deserted in an instant. Even the police patrol cars at the surrounding intersections disappeared immediately.
Many years ago, there were frequent reports in the news, claiming that the issues of racial conflict and the spread of the plague that were not solved by the political advisors were actually eliminated by the Cow Horse Organization within three days.
The intensity is greater than the official ones. It seems that this kind of news is not just fabricated by writers who shock the Party. This place is indeed...different.
Jing Nansheng grew up in Chi District and had never been out before. She had never seen such a scene before. She looked at the convoy loaded with various kinetic energy cannons and licked her lips in surprise. She forgot to drink for a while.
Milk.
"Nan Sheng, come in and sit down."
Xiaolong shouted indoors: "Cows and horses are prevalent in this place, which has caused a lot of trouble."
"oh!"
After Jing Nansheng replied, he stood up.
…
Second floor.
Zhang Yunxi happily pushed open the door of Tuanzi's room and was completely stunned.
The originally tidy room was now in chaos. Various mechas and more expensive weapons and equipment were piled randomly around the walls. The floor was full of bones and dregs, and excrement stained with black water.
The dumplings also completely spread themselves out, with puddles on the ground, puddles on the ceiling, and n puddles on the walls, as if someone had diarrhea and used force to pop it out.
Zangxue opened his mouth wide, looking at the various well-preserved mechas, alloy swords, long swords, and a lot of valuable medicines, and then cursed in a daze: "You...you bitch
What...what is this doing?!"
Tuanzi was in a deep sleep state and had no reaction at all.
Zangxue rushed into the room in one step, turned around and glanced around, and saw that the top of the glass box containing the Tree of Darkness was covered in black liquid and sealed. The small sapling inside was shivering, shaking at an extremely high frequency, and it was not possible at all.
Dare to touch the black liquid that seeped in.
"Mad! Wake up! You went out to commit another crime last night?!" Zhang Yunxi felt that something was wrong, so she raised her legs to step on the black liquid on the ground.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, an ordinary sense of danger came, and Zangxue took a step back.
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The windows on the second floor were shattered by energy cannons, and countless pieces of glass penetrated and spattered on the ground.
Zhang Yunxi was slightly startled, then stood up and floated in the air. He looked out the window from a distance and saw a tall one-eyed dragon with more than a hundred people and more than 20 vehicles, completely surrounding the place.
"Hoola la!"
A group of members of the Cut Hands wearing mechas rushed into the room holding military-grade kinetic energy cannons and stood in two rows.
Jing Nansheng on the first floor blinked his eyes, completely confused.
"Holy crap, they are coming for us?!" Xiaolong also reacted.
With the sound of footsteps, Sonny led a group of people into the room. He looked around with his hands behind his back and said, "...I need that black, fluid-like thing to give me a satisfactory explanation!"
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