abnormal world

Chapter 322 The Scourge of the Flying Squirrel
Now the Long family needs to rely on Bai Luo for some important aspects, so naturally they attach great importance to this important partner.

Long Jiu, who was invited, not only said that he would stay here for one night, but also secretly arranged enough security personnel to ensure at least one night's peace.

In the afternoon, Yemu went to the school for the second round of competitions alone, coupled with Long Jiu's move-in, this made all the forces secretly observing like sharks smelling blood, crazy about Chao Yemu's mansion Gather nearby.

At the same time, the thief Momonga has left Bran City with his work and came to a small rural town outside.

He quietly sneaked into the house of a very ordinary-looking farmer, and after the figure appeared: "Boss, I got the item. This item should be a part of his armor prototype."

As he spoke, he took out the golden glove from his pocket and put it on the table.

On the other side of the table was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man dressed in ordinary peasant clothes.

The middle-aged man showed a slight smile on his stubbled mouth and said, "Not bad."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to take the technologically-looking golden glove, looked it over carefully and said, "The structure is indeed complicated enough, and there are some new things I haven't seen before."

Seeing this, he was even more satisfied. With a wave of his hand, a young man suddenly appeared in the shadows and said coldly, "The final payment has already been paid."

Feishu hurriedly took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Seeing this huge sum of money, he smiled happily and said, "Thank you, boss. If there is nothing else, then I'll take a step forward."

"Don't worry, let's confirm the gloves first, and I will leave you with other tasks later." The middle-aged man stood up holding the gloves.

Momonga was very confident in his skills and achievements, and he didn't refuse, so he sat down anywhere.

After a gust of wind, two people suddenly appeared in the room. One was wearing a black suit, wearing glasses, and holding a silver-gray box in his hand.

Beside the young man stood a man wearing gray black close-fitting cloth armor.

The man was relatively tall and well-proportioned, with neatly combed jet-black hair, but a silver-gray mask on his face.

The appearance on the mask is that of a ghost, which is ferocious and terrifying at the same time, but also has a kind of solemnity and majesty.

Seeing this unique mask, Momonga's heart trembled suddenly: "Damn it! How could there be someone from the Gods here!"

The Celestial Society, this powerful and special organization is not very popular even in the dark net world, because this organization is too extreme and at the same time too powerful.

Almost everywhere, where there are gods, nothing good happens.

Momonga has heard the idea of ​​the Celestial Society many times. Although he yearns for the era of primitive chaos in which power is paramount, his rationality tells him that if the era really becomes like that, he will not live long at all.

"This terrifying fluctuation, although it seems to be at the ninth level, no matter in terms of purity or foundation, it is not comparable to the normal ninth level." Flying Squirrel was secretly surprised.

Due to the inheritance of the ancient gods, the Celestial Society has many powerful spells and combat skills. Almost every member of the Celestial Society is not weak, and most of them are even too strong.

The young man with glasses opened the box, and suddenly a complex mechanism extended out of the box, and put the gloves in the middle for identification.

The ordinary middle-aged man smiled and asked the masked man, "How is it, boss?"

The masked man nodded slightly, and made a hoarse and deep voice: "The design of this glove is really exquisite and wonderful, Bai Luo... This person must be in the hands of our Gods Association."

"Of course! The most powerful thing in the world should belong to our Celestial Society!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

After about 30 seconds, the young man with glasses suddenly said with a strange expression on his face, "My lord, we have been deceived."

"What's wrong?" the masked man asked calmly.

The man with glasses picked up the glove and said, "This is not an armor part at all, it's just an electromagnetic glove used to fix hairstyles!"

"What!? This is impossible!" Momonga immediately yelled, his face was pale, and at the same time, it was even more unbelievable.

The man in glasses took off the gloves and put them on his hands, then wiped his hair vigorously, and the hair suddenly changed into a different shape. He stared at Momonga with a gloomy expression: "This is impossible!"

"Fong Squirrel!" The ordinary middle-aged man looked at Fei Squirrel with a gloomy expression.

Momonga had an unbelievable expression at this time, and kept thinking about the scene at that time in his mind, and then suddenly remembered that the sudden light seemed to lead him there, and the truly valuable things were definitely hidden in the Other places I don't know.

"Fong Squirrel, I'm very disappointed in you." The masked man said aloud.

Momonga waved his hand immediately: "No! Absolutely not like this, this glove is already very exquisite! I don't mean anything else, I didn't fake it, this is indeed the most valuable thing in his laboratory."

"However, you did not achieve our expected goal, and even aroused the other party's vigilance, destroying our overall plan." The masked man took a step forward, and a terrifying aura spread out.

Momonga suddenly felt a threat of near-death surrounded him, and his fierce survival instinct made him turn into that strange shadow at this moment.

And at this moment, a dark blue ice pick pierced directly through the shadow he had transformed, which was where his heart was just now.

"Crazy! Crazy from the Celestial Society!" Momonga roared inwardly, turned around and ran away.

The survival instinct that he has cultivated over the years has given him a very powerful ability to escape.

"Boss!" The middle-aged man became anxious when he saw this.

A terrifying chill surrounded the masked man.

"It's actually the holder of the shadow law. Not only will we not be able to catch up, but it will also expose our plan." Although this masked man is a little cold and tyrannical, he is very rational.

"I'll let someone special deal with him, you don't have to think too much, and continue with the next task." The masked man turned around and said.

The middle-aged man nodded vigorously after listening: "Understood! This time, we want to let the whole world know that our Gods will be the real masters of this world!"

The masked man picked up the gloves casually, and said to the young man with glasses: "The Black Dragon Empire is now suffering from serious internal conflicts. Thanks to Donghuanghua's push, we are now sure that Bailuo is in a very weak state, and we have ordered all affiliated organizations to prepare tonight." Do it."

"Tonight? Shall we wait and see? My lord!" The man with glasses was startled.

The masked man said indifferently: "Since he postponed it until tomorrow, it means that he will no longer be weak tomorrow. Tonight is when he is weakest. Sometimes we should not wait and see too much,"

"Understood my lord! I will prepare now."

(End of this chapter)