Lan Yinglong and Ishimura Takuma sat on the soft cotton chairs, their hands tied together, just like Xueming and Xiaoqi's earliest sitting position.
This father and son looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to say.
Gunshots were heard outside the house, and looking around, two dark figures were cleaning the battlefield.
Mr. Ishimura recognized that outfit. It was the nameless Morpho Clothes. In the eyes of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, the golden-blue refracted light emitted by that outfit was the characteristic of a natural enemy. As long as it appeared near Platform Zero, it would be harmful to the local people.
As far as the sect warband is concerned - if there is no accident, then there will definitely be an accident.
The indiscriminate spiritual pressure attack of Ao Wu Ming De expelled all creatures within a one kilometer radius. The terrifying pheromones emitted by this ferocious tiger frightened the elite soldiers of the Love God Mercy Society.
Lan Yinglong's situation was similar to that of the good brothers outside the door. He had vomited all the food in his stomach, rolled his eyes and passed out. His body was twitching and nervous. The holy blood in his belly also began to act, and his face
There were red sores all over my body.
The good cat is sitting on the cat climbing frame lady's lap -
——It held Ishimura Takuma's sword, slowly pulled the knife out of its sheath, and examined the sharp blade with its golden eyes.
"It's quite tasteful. The forging process of this iron bar is very good. It's comparable to some of my earlier works."
Ishimura Takuma didn't dare to speak. He never expected that Ao Ren Mingde would come to Eureka Volcano City in person.
Then b handed the knife to the king hunter, his expression turned cold and indifferent.
"It's smashed. What grade is it? It's the same one my passengers use."
Ms. Cat Climber took Mr. Ishimura's knife, took off her gloves, revealed her ghostly fingers, held the blade and handle, and then broke his family heirloom knife into two pieces in front of Ishimura.
Ding——a crisp sound.
Mr. Ishimura's heart also broke. He wanted to say something, but he was afraid of angering the ultimate boss in the underground world. He just wanted to live an ignoble life but couldn't stop crying.
When the king hunter was breaking the knife, he also borrowed a little bit of B's divine power. The moment his arms tightened his muscles, the amplitude of the spiritual pressure became more and more terrifying. Lan Yinglong seemed to wake up from a drowsy sleep, and the skin on his neck twitched and trembled.
, cold sweat broke out all over his body, the sores on his face exploded, and the foul-smelling thick tissue fluid also sprayed out.
These weak blood-giving units, in front of b, are like fungus insects that see the sun. A little stronger sunlight can kill them.
Ishimura Takuma suddenly felt his throat tighten, and an invisible hand pinched his neck. His trachea was squeezed by the suddenly expanding blood vessels. His face turned pale, and he began to struggle with the bursting spiritual pressure fluctuations, and he could hardly breathe.
b waved his little claw——
——The sound of violent vomiting came from outside the door.
Xiaoqi took off his mask and vomited it out on the spot.
She couldn't stand the spiritual pressure of level B. Even if her lover was right next to her and could get some protection from the other side of the Heart of Steel, the knife attack just now really caught her off guard.
She was hunched over, holding her gun, and had just dragged the two enemy corpses out of the door and counted them, then it seemed like she had been punched in the stomach.
"vomit--------"
She vomited all her lunch and dinner until she felt a strong burning sensation from stomach acid in her throat and esophagus, and her face was filled with tears. Only then did she have the chance to say a few words.
"Please"
b's eyes are full of innocence: "Are you sure you're not pregnant?"
Xiaoqi took out the pregnancy test stick from her carrying bag and shook her head vigorously.
b asked the gunsmith——
"——Have you finished cleaning up?"
After Xue Ming counted the number of corpses and found that they matched the number of vehicles in the factory, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and helped his lover back to the abandoned house.
"It's all here."
b saw the corpses piled up outside the door like a tower. If it weren't for this couple's love of headshots, only more than 150 heads could be piled up to form a tower in Beijing.
"Let's absorb the smell." b said to the cat climbing frame.
Having said this, the King Hunter took out a small bottle from his backpack, put the breathing valve cover on his mouth and nose, and exhaled a deep breath of black mist.
The red mountain stone of b was separated from the King Hunter's body, and the cat ears and tail and golden linear childlike features also disappeared from the King Hunter's body.
The surrounding spiritual pressure fluctuations gradually became normal, and Mr. Ishimura finally had a chance to breathe. Just as he was about to say something, he was immediately interrupted by a slap from B.
"Shut up. I didn't ask you to speak. Just give me some quiet time."
The little kitten jumped off the King Hunter's lap, still walking on two legs. It walked arrogantly, and with a wave of its hand, it grabbed a dark ball of air from the air, turned it into the shape of sunglasses, and waddled out
The gate of the abandoned house. The gunsmith and Xiao Qi opened their arms cordially, as if to welcome their capable men.
"Ishimura Takuma, you are a cadre of Kangqiao Johnny. I have investigated you."
b jumped on the gunsmith's knees, followed the rifling texture of the Morpho suit, and sat on the gunsmith's shoulders. It crossed its legs and pressed the remote control switch on the gunsmith's mask, which is the multimedia center of the Morpho suit.
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A sharp and harsh noise came from the workers' broadcasting room in the old winery——
——Then the record player that had been arranged early started to work.
"I'd run out here myself because this damn place is closed to traffic."
b's voice is rich and powerful, which is its signature trick. As long as it wants to, it can imitate the voices of men, women and children of any age.
"The railway cannot be paved, and the more than 700 kilometers from Dusk Pass to Eureka are all flat and straight roads. However, in the past twenty years, Eureka's governors have changed one after another, and they have been able to use their respective methods.
There are various excuses for not cooperating with the work of the Transportation Department."
The kitten patted Xueming's arm, and Xueming immediately understood——
——He stretched out his hand forward, and then climbed along the arm and came to Ishimura Takuma.
"I know you are very rich, extremely rich, because the entrance to Shambhala is here, and the transportation capacity of ships is far greater than that of trains. As long as there is no railway for a day, this city is like a country independent of the railway system.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! b took off his sunglasses and stared into Ishimura Takuma's eyes.
"It is Monaco, it is Andorra, it is Saudi Arabia, it is a tax haven, it is the Gold Coast, it is the land of gentleness."
It stretched out its paws, clapped gently, and showed a bright smile.
"Such a fat piece of meat is built more than 700 kilometers away from my railway. You want to ask me why I came here in person? Isn't this normal?"
It tapped its little head——
"——I just woke up and am full of energy. I want to eat a few children from the Crazy Butterfly Sect to replenish my body!"
When Ishimura Takuma saw Aohen Mingde's blood-red tongue and white fangs, he felt a strong sense of dizziness.
That feeling is expressed in a wonderful metaphor——
——It’s like you have just prepared fifteen farmers to start mining, and you click on the single barracks to gather troops.
But your opponent has already brought the whole family over without any reservations.
And this opponent is quite artistic——
"——This song is "Atpepe" by David Bowin, and it is also the real name of my waiter Hunwei. I have always liked it, I like her very much. I call her [Atpepe·Leopard Print Hot Girl]. Allow me to start a half-time speech.
Champagne, let’s start dancing.”
Saying this, b stood on Xueming's arm, twisted his waist and moved his hips to swing his tail. Following the old fat (fi) sound quality of the radio station, he showed his passion and debauchery to his heart's content.
"If you want to survive, Takuma Ishimura, try to please me and keep up."
Shi Cun has never encountered such a cruel and weird request——
——He looked at another soldier wearing Morpho butterfly clothes, unlocked the handcuffs, and let him go free.
He tried to stand up and looked at Aohen Mingde at a loss, and at the ferocious beast that was beaming with joy.
b "What are you waiting for? Do you think you have a long life?"
Ishimura Takuma was embarrassed and confused. He glanced at his godson.
After Lan Yinglong was untied, he immediately smiled and clapped his hands along with the music.
Mr. Ishimura took another look at the two gods of death. If the king hunter is included, there are three living kings of hell.
He finally gave in and began to nod, knock his legs, and shake his knees.
b danced enthusiastically, "Ah, yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes!"
Ishimura finally found some happiness——
——It comes from the heart, as if freed from busy work and freed from heavy orders.
"Take bigger steps!" The kitten is on Xueming's arm, like a ballet dancer on a single-plank bridge. It is very dexterous, and the amount of exercise almost exceeds the sum of the hibernation period of several years before the harvest season. "Enthusiasm! Enthusiasm! Shake it up!"
Mr. Ishimura looked uglier when he smiled than when he cried. He felt insulted both mentally and physically, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Yeah! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!~" The kitten's eyes squinted and swayed artificially, in a lazy and provocative way. "Are you afraid of the dark? Ishimura? Are you still afraid of the dark now? I'm a black cat.
"
Ishimura was stunned for a moment, seeing Aohen Mingde's dark hair, and recalling B's terrifying spiritual pressure. Although he didn't want to admit it, and didn't want to bow his head in front of the enemy, he still told the truth - at this moment,
His heart has surrendered, starting from the physical surrender to the spiritual surrender. This is a process of opening up the heart.
"meeting"
The kitten then said, "It's not uncommon for children to be afraid of the dark."
Ishimura's emotions seemed to have found an outlet——
——He looked at the gunsmith and the king hunter, finally returned to the gun in 9527's hand, and finally glanced at the tower with piles of corpses outside the door.
Carrying the stench of people's feces and urine before death, blood has already overflowed to the threshold of the abandoned house.
Ao ruthless Mingde wants his minions to play music and dance, and he wants Takuma Ishimura to dance with him.
This huge sense of shame has defeated him. As Concho Johnny said - life will always find an exit, and you have to make do with life.
"Yes, it's not strange for children to be afraid of the dark." The little black cat continued, "But when I came to this city, adults were afraid of the sun. Can you give me a reasonable explanation? This is the strangest thing.
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Ishimura Takuma didn't speak, and his dance steps froze for a moment.
The good cat then said, "I want to save your life. You know, I always love talents."
Ishimura Takuma immediately said "b!b!"
The good cat shook his head, "It's a pity that it can't be done. It can't be done. I asked Xiaoqi to investigate your business. You started by abducting and selling women, and your methods are very shrewd - very powerful."
"Mr. Ishimura, as your godson said, these girls are willing to work for you. The price you offer is too high, and they understand the rules and how to make others obedient. When Xiao Qi talks to these bitches,
When it was time to take them out of the sea of misery, they immediately reported it to the manager and told their madam and turtle father about it."
"They're just afraid of losing their jobs. They're just afraid that I'll meddle in their own business."
"If we move to the western suburbs and the casinos in Kitty Hawk, I think it's probably the same in all walks of life."
When Ao run Mingde talked about these things, his face was filled with sadness.
"Except for this winery that closed down more than ten years ago, I can't find any other place to tie you up - the children born in the new era have forgotten what the Cupid Mercy Society has done. But this winery
The retired employees of the factory still remember that they know what is right and what is wrong, and they will not help the people of the Eros Mercy Society."
Ishimura Takuma is unwilling to give in——
——His dancing movements were involuntary, and he was still so passionate and unrestrained.
"B! The essence of this world is that people cannibalize people! Relationships are determined by interests! You can't blame me!"
He turned to the gunsmith and asked him to put in a good word.
"Your sister is still in my spirit! Gunsmith! Please give me some advice! We can become colleagues! Let's make money together, buy a house, and have sex! You even beat my son! We both beat our godson!
They are considered peers!"
Aohun Mingde laughed loudly, and his dancing posture also changed.
It leaned on Xueming's shoulders and laughed until its stomach ached.
"This kid is so damn talented. It made me laugh."
[part2·Look at the good things you have done]
Xueming: "Should I listen to him? b? Should I advise you?"
b "Try it?"
Xueming "Bai Lu and my students are still in his soul"
b "Oh"
Xueming "So?"
Ishimura Takuma: "Yes, yes! Yes, yes! That's it!"
b jumped onto Xiaoqi's shoulders and said to Xueming, "You follow him and dance together."
Xueming raised his visor, rolled his eyes with his lover, and danced with Shi Cun.
In the sound of music——
——B said this: "I will give you time to release the students. You only have ten minutes."
Ishimura twisted his buttocks and screamed, "It's not enough!"
b "How long will it take you?"
Ishimura pursed his lips and still wanted to negotiate terms.
"You have to ensure my safety. In my [ingd·kingdom], there are more than seventy crazy armadillo hunters. If they know that I have betrayed the president, they will not let me go."
Gunsmith "Is there such a good thing?"
When he heard these words, Ishimura glanced at the gunsmith as if he had seen a ghost. It was as if he had been hit on the head by a sudden wave of spiritual pressure.
Xiao Qi immediately said, "What is your soul power? Can you hide so many people?"
Ishimura Takuma immediately explained, "It is very special - it is a territory, a space independent of the physical world, so you can't kill me! If I die, these children will never come out again!"
Xiao Qi looked at Xueming and said, "I'll go with you."
Mr. Ishimura immediately said, "No! If there are too many people, the brothers in the war gang will become suspicious."
"I will go alone." Jiang Xueming and Ishimura Takuma said, "How can I contact you? How can I inform you to open the entrance to [ingd·王土]?"
Ishimura Takuma's expression was complicated. If the hunter could take down the gunsmith and drag President Yasuo to the rescue, he might be able to save his own life. Thinking of this, he immediately started thinking about it.
"You can't bring weapons in!" Ishimura said immediately, "Gunsmith! You have to change into the clothes of the Cupid Mercy Society and give me the password to get the students out safely. I will open all the doors in half an hour.
At the entrance and exit, if you see pink mist, just take the students and walk there!"
Xueming disarmed in front of Shi Cun.
b and King Hunter just laughed, Xiaoqi kept a close eye on Ishimura Takuma.
The behavior of these people made Mr. Ishimura feel inexplicably terrified.
What are they laughing at? Is there anything funny?
Ishimura then went even further and "kept the knife too"
Xueming had just pulled a suit of clothing from the corpse, and used Lady White products and a pen to tattoo an exquisite cupid tattoo on her arm. After hearing Ishimura's request, she took the short knife from the leggings of the military uniform and threw it aside.
Ishimura was finally convinced that the gunsmith was now defenseless and harmless.
He loudly called Hunwei's true name.
"[ingd·王土]! Send him to the amusement park!"
A huge pink snail emerged from the fog——
——It stretched out its flexible and thick tendrils and swept the gunsmith into the volute.
When Hunwei and the gunsmith disappeared completely, Mr. Ishimura seemed to have saved his life, and he asked tentative questions in a humble and weak manner.
"B, can I stop dancing?"
Aohun Mingde just smiled, neither agreeing nor disapproving.
The laughter got louder and louder, until b stopped laughing and spit out a few hair balls, and finally stopped.
"Sorry." b rubbed his throat, cleared his throat and said to Ishimura, "You don't have to jump."
Mr. Ishimura still clung to the illusion - he didn't know that he had sent a father to a good brother in the war gang.
If the corpses outside can get a good night's sleep, it's a painless headshot.
The hunters in [ingd·王地] may not be able to rest in peace.