Chapter 345 You don't understand the taste of oranges!
Chapter 345 You don’t understand the taste of oranges!
Is there really ‘immortality’?
Following the other party's words, Goethe felt a fleeting sense of voyeurism.
Goethe's expression remained unchanged and he stared at the other person.
As for the person who said this, the fingers of his left hand began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye, then the entire palm, and then spread to the entire arm.
The flesh and blood turned black and the bones rotted.
Like bones that have been withered for hundreds of years.
The wind blows.
It just dispersed.
The other party seemed to be used to it, and did not even look at the empty sleeves. The other party just stared at Goethe, as if he had discovered some unique treasure.
"It's actually true?"
"It's actually true?"
"It's actually true?"
The other party kept mumbling to himself, and kept tapping the stone table in front of him with his remaining right hand. After a dozen times, the other party stopped. During the whole process, the other party's eyes never left Goethe.
Those eyes are like stars.
Not only is it shining, but it can also peer into people's hearts.
It seemed like no secret could escape these eyes.
But beneath the light, there must be shadows.
When the river of destiny moves forward, there will also be places shrouded in shadow. In Goethe's skill bar, [Blood Hidden] begins to flash, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow.
Just like the shadow itself.
Covering Goethe's fate.
Let the tributaries of destiny have neither beginning nor end, let alone traces of flowing.
puff!
The opponent's eyes exploded, like two eggs smashed on the ground, with juice splashing everywhere.
The protruding tumors under his face exploded at this moment.
puff!
Puff puff puff!
One after another, the tumors exploded.
But more sarcomas grew out. At this moment, without the covering of face, the opponent's head completely turned into a flesh ball covered with tumors. It was not only hideous, but also disgusting.
However, the other party smiled happily.
"Everything in the world is like chess, and the game is new."
"People's hearts are like chess, and each game is filled with hatred."
"I thought that was all, but I didn't expect that something unexpected would happen - those two guys often said 'the one who escaped', are you the 'one who escaped'?"
The other party spoke softly, but before Goethe could speak, he continued: "Of course you are the 'escaping one', and your existence should be the work of Zhao Jingjue.
Back then, he had already noticed something was wrong.
However, he was too late.
He has no time.
So, he has to do this."
After saying that, the other party stood up, as if nothing happened, and walked in the pavilion with only one remaining hand on his back, walking from one side of the table to the other.
Bursts of laughter followed.
“This is great!”
"Very good!"
The other person was laughing so hard that if he could still shed tears, he would definitely let them flow.
"I thought I had no chance!"
"I didn't expect that God would be so pitiful that he would give me this opportunity!"
"Goethe..."
The other party wanted to say something, but it was obvious that the body could no longer support it, and more rot began to spread, and even the other party could not stop the spread.
The sound stopped suddenly.
The other party just disappeared.
Only a piece of rags was left melting in the corrosive liquid.
Goethe watched this scene quietly.
He knew that he had encountered unexpected trouble again.
He undoubtedly hates trouble.
But he was never afraid when faced with unavoidable troubles.
Instead, he responded actively.
Because he has enough confidence.
"'Tingqi Pavilion' is dead..."
"Another wave of harvest."
Goethe thought deep in his heart and went straight back to Ji Qin's residence.
Qinglong, White Tiger, New Suzaku, and Xuanwu had long since fallen to the ground, lifeless.
All four people died.
Death is horrific.
It looked similar to the one Goethe saw when the master of the 'Tingqi Pavilion' was corroded, but there was still a whole corpse, but the skin was gone, leaving the appearance of bright red muscles.
Ji Qin fell unconscious on the ground.
Goethe picked up the tea on the side and poured it on the other person's face.
The coolness hit, and Ji Qin suddenly woke up.
"grown ups."
Looking at Goethe standing in front of him, he didn't know what was going on, but Ji Qin, who had already seen the horrific death of Qinglong, Baihu, New Suzaku, and Xuanwu, immediately turned over and knelt on the ground, with his forehead close to the ground, without a trace.
vague.
She didn't know what happened.
All I know is that Goethe took action.
Then, Qinglong, Baihu, New Suzaku, and Xuanwu died.
And he died so miserably.
She doesn't want to die.
I don't want to die so miserably.
I had already surrendered before, so now I naturally have to be even more obedient.
Goethe's eyes were unconsciously attracted to the thing covering the soles of his feet. Ji Qin moved the thing very rhythmically. As he watched, one word appeared in Goethe's mind: wave.
Waves of waves.
The shape and appearance are very similar.
"grown ups."
Ji Qin, who was lying on the ground, came over and rubbed Goethe's feet and calves like a cat. His voice was even softer, like a touch of cotton wool tickling Goethe's heart.
Goethe squinted his eyes.
Then, just stand behind and feel the shock-absorbing effect.
Done.
Ji Qin carefully and gently wiped Goethe's body.
Goethe ordered.
"Go and do two things for me."
"First, find the complete "Seven Emotions and Six Desires".
"Second, retrieve all the weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint' in the 'Tingqi Pavilion' and the 'Four Gates and Four Halls'."
Goethe said these words, and the Four Wonders of the South China Sea, the Six Ghosts of Mang Mountain, and the Three Righteousnesses of Jiangdong appeared outside.
He knew that women like Ji Qin were the smartest and would work for him wholeheartedly, but he needed the fastest speed, so he had to arrange some helpers.
As for Ji Qin himself?
Maybe there are some in the dark, but definitely not many.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been forced into a desperate situation just now.
"Understood, sir."
The smart Ji Qin did not change his attitude because of what happened.
She knows that her bargaining chip is not only her body, but also her abilities.
Otherwise, time will pass easily.
She wanted to stand in front of Goethe, but she couldn't be a vase.
With this idea, Ji Qin set off immediately.
Goethe stepped out.
Qian Ding and Sun Liu were waiting outside the door.
"Sir, would you like to call a taxi?"
Qian Ding asked.
"No, let's go."
Goethe replied like this and walked quickly towards a fruit stall in his memory.
Qian Ding and Sun Liu had no objections.
The two of them didn't know what Goethe was going to do, but they just followed it.
Then, I saw Goethe buying oranges.
The smell of oranges can effectively mask certain smells, especially the squeezed orange peels, which are particularly effective - this is definitely not true knowledge gained through practice, but something some pervert told Goethe when he was in his hometown 'club'
, compared to other 'club' members, this guy can be regarded as Goethe's friend, and also provided great help to Goethe in the process of destroying the 'club'.
Later, Goethe also invited the other party to become a "cleaner" together.
The two got along quite well at first. The other was cautious, hard-working, serious and calm, making them a perfect partner, until... the other accidentally came into contact with the game.
Every day I either draw cards or play solo.
Don't say anything about being late for work or leaving early.
Life was completely out of order.
"I hope this guy is not lying."
Goethe ate an orange and squeezed the peel.
This behavior continued all the way to Boxing Gym Street.
Fighters have a keen sense of perception. Some smells that are difficult for ordinary people to smell are really clearly audible to fighters, while some seemingly concealing actions will actually be discovered by fighters.
Therefore, Goethe handed the remaining two oranges to Qian Ding and Sun Liu.
The two of them didn't know why.
But when faced with Goethe's signal, he peeled off the skin and ate it.
"Sir, these oranges are good and very sweet."
Sun Liu chewed and said.
"Yeah?"
"I'll buy you some more next time."
Goethe said these words and walked into the boxing gym.
The female swordsman was sitting in the courtyard.
When he saw Goethe coming back safe and sound, he immediately smiled.
However, as he walked over, the tip of his nose twitched slightly.
There was doubt in the female swordsman's eyes.
Then, Goethe's attention was attracted by the flowers he took out from his arms.
"When I passed by the fruit shop just now, I saw that the flowers he grew were very beautiful. I thought they matched you very well, so I wanted to pick them, but I was a little embarrassed, so I bought some oranges and asked the boss for them.
I want this flower - just like I thought, it really matches you."
As Goethe spoke, he put flowers on the female swordsman's head.
Sun Liu, who was holding an iron rod and had dark and red skin, looked astonished.
So that’s what happened.
He asked why the adults in his family went to buy oranges for no reason.
It turned out that I was too embarrassed to directly ask for flowers from the store.
Qian Ding looked at Sun Liu's appearance and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This friend can get along.
Sincerity.
Mindless.
It's good to believe everything others say.
Qian Ding thought in his heart, and showed a very cooperative expression on his face.
The female swordsman looked shy and allowed Goethe to put the flowers in her head.
Then, Goethe pulled the female swordsman and walked towards the room.
There is a mirror in the room.
See more clearly.
While walking, Goethe told what happened just now.
"What?"
"The so-called 'Sacred Heart Society' with 'four gates and four halls' was established by the master of 'Tingqi Pavilion'?"
"And the master of the 'Tingqi Pavilion' is also controlled by someone?"
After hearing Goethe's narration, even the female swordsman couldn't help but exclaim.
She didn't understand the reason.
But she knew it clearly.
A conspiracy is coming against her and Goethe.
Involuntarily, the female swordsman tightened her grip on Goethe's hand.
Goethe gently patted the female swordsman's palm. When the female swordsman looked up at him, Goethe showed a smile: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!" He said, and said slightly: "That look just now.
, it doesn’t feel like control, but a bit like parasitism - it’s a bit disgusting anyway, I left that yard to Zoot to deal with the aftermath, he knows how to do it."
"Leave it to Zoot?"
The female swordsman was stunned for a moment, and then she immediately came to her senses.
"Do you suspect that the person who parasitized the master of Tingqi Pavilion is from the Security Committee?"
"Um."
Goethe nodded.
He pulled the female swordsman towards the bed.
"There is no doubt about the power of the 'Tingqi Pavilion' in the Thirteen Continents. The only ones that can compare with it are the so-called 'Tiandao Alliance', the 'Emperor Lotus Sect', and the 'Security Committee'."
"And the strength of the master of the 'Tingqi Pavilion' is almost extreme."
"Taking the two together, those are the only people who are parasitic to the master of the Tingqi Pavilion."
Goethe explained.
The female swordsman frowned.
Not that I doubt Goethe's guess.
The female swordsman had no doubts about Goethe's guess, but precisely because of this, it turned out that it was far more troublesome than imagined - because no matter which one of those people was that guy, it would not be a good outcome.
"We should inform the Qin family, Xie family... Oh, what are you doing?"
The female swordsman's serious answer turned into an exclamation as Goethe unbuttoned her hands.
Goethe shamelessly came over and whispered in the female swordsman's ear.
"Dry."
…
Zoot has seen a lot of dead bodies. As a member of the 'Safety Committee', before becoming the 'Chairman of the Luteng City Safety Committee', Zoot went to the 'grassroots' and 'showed up' every day.
Basically, Zoot would take over most of the cases involving 'fighters' that occurred in Luteng City as long as he had time.
Naturally, I have seen all kinds of strange corpses.
There are ordinary people who commit murder and pretend to be fighters.
There are also those who are fighters themselves.
In order to imitate the former, naturally they use some incredible methods.
The corpse was naturally horrific to look at.
The latter is simpler.
But the bodies were no better.
Therefore, Zotte thought he had seen a lot, but this was the first time Zotte had seen this kind of body that was skinned and looked like a bullfrog about to be put into a hot pot.
This was enough to surprise him.
What surprised him even more was the identity of the five corpses.
"Are they the corpses of the four masters of the Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu sects?"
"The burned one is also the master of the Vermillion Bird Sect?"
Zotte stared at Muheiya with wide eyes.
As he became the president of Yidi, Zot's authority increased to the point where he could know some secret things. For example, the four masters of the Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu sects each mastered extremely powerful secret weapons.
Ultimate power, and if the two are added together, a fighter who has mastered ultimate power will be killed instantly when facing any one of the four of them.
"The one who was burned was the old Suzaku Sect Master."
"The one who was skinned is the new master of the Vermillion Bird Sect."
Mu Heiya corrected Zot's words.
Zot can know some secret things.
Muheiya knows better.
But he would rather not know this.
For example, when he saw a pool of rotten, smelly water in the courtyard not far away, Mu Heiya felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Ignoring Zoot, Mu Heiya took out his encrypted mobile phone and dialed a number.
Toot, toot.
Busy tone, not connected.
Dial again, still busy signal.
Dial again and turn off the phone directly.
Mu Heiya stood there as if mourning his heir.
"What's wrong?"
Zotte asked in a low voice.
Mu Heiya showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's okay, there's a little problem."
But deep down in my heart, I was overwhelmed.
Wrong!
Wrong!
All wrong!
He yelled and made the remaining calls on his cell phone, but every one of them was turned off.
