I feed on gods.

The secretary's short words were trembling, excited, and unbelievable!

That's Busan God Market, why was it purified?
Sejongjeong's bosses were all stunned for a moment. Park Sang-won, who had a pair of triangular eyes, was putting a chopstick of puffer fish meat into his mouth. Hearing this, he shook his hand, and the puffer fish meat dipped in delicious sauce It fell on the skirt, but he didn't even notice it.

The shock of this news was too great.

In Nuoda's VIP room, the music was still playing, but the five female artists from the super-first-line girl group Crown no longer sang, and they also had dumbfounded expressions.

After being stunned for dozens of seconds, they all cried out happily.

"Ahhh, that's great!"

"Busan God Market has been purified!"

"Is it Jinxian Ouba who did it?"

There are few people in Korea, so any news can be spread throughout the whole country within a few hours.

Busan was hit by a meteor 11 years ago. After it became a god market, many people died and many people were displaced. This has become a pain for the country.

Now, the sanctuary has been purified, which means that the country has another piece of land, and those who lost their homes can go back.

Normally, the five female artists would not dare to chatter in front of these big shots and lose their sense of propriety, but today's news is so happy.

Cui Zhimin, who was standing in position C, flushed with excitement, was holding a microphone, and just about to say a few compliments, the triangular-eyed big man picked up the red wine bottle and slammed it at him.

The speed of the wine bottle's flight is not slow, but Cui Zhimin can dodge it, but she stands still, not daring to move, because she understands that if she hides now, and does not let the big man vent her anger, then she will be cleaned up even more Miserable, maybe the career is over.

boom!
The wine bottle hit the ground and shattered with a crash, and the dark red wine filled the air.

Only then did the five girl group members realize that each of these big shots had serious expressions.

They don't understand, shouldn't it be a happy event that the Pusan ​​Shenxu was purified?

"What did you say?"

Lee Jong Hyuk came back to his senses, picked up his wine glass, took a sip of wine, and tried his best to regain his composure.

If the matter wasn't too big, none of the old foxes here would lose their composure like this.

"Busan God Market has been purified!"

The secretary said it again.

"sure?"

Park Sang-won stared with triangular eyes, with an aura of eating people.

"Sure!"

The secretary nodded: "The dark mist hanging over Busan is rapidly dissipating. It is estimated that it will disappear completely in two days at the most. This city that has been polluted for 11 years will rebuild its light!"

Several big men looked at each other.

"Everyone, don't be nervous, think about the good, maybe it was Jin Xian who killed the god!"

The big man who was the peacemaker just now was called Cui Seung-heon, with a big round face with a few wrinkles on his forehead. At this moment, he wanted to squeeze out a smile to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't squeeze it out at all.

"Do you think that's possible?"

Park Sang-won sneered.

There are gods in the Busan God Ruins, and it is no secret to these great figures of Sejongjeong.

"You look down on Jin Xian too much!"

Lee Jong Hyuk is unhappy: "Kim Xian is also growing!"

Sejong is also divided into factions. Kim Xian was single-handedly promoted by Lee Jong-hyuk, so it is natural to defend him.

"That's right, even if Jin Xian can't kill the gods, he can fight the snipe and the clam, and the fisherman will benefit. Maybe he managed to steal the chicken from the Huangshi great shaman!"

Choi Seung-heon analyzed, if this is the case, it would be perfect.

"Notify all the god hunters, no matter how important the work in hand is, put it all down, immediately ahead of the Busan God Ruin, martial law is everywhere, and strict monitoring will be carried out!"

"All god hunters who enter and leave Busan must be thoroughly inspected, and the anus must be opened, so I can see clearly."

"I will absolutely not allow them to leave Goryeo with the corpses of the gods and the taboos of the gods!"

"Notify the president, send troops, and fully cooperate!"

Park Sang-won gave orders very quickly. After speaking, he looked at Lee Jong-hyuk and Choi Seung-heon: "Do you have any objections?"

Even Lee Jong-hyuk, who was fighting openly and secretly with Park Sang-won, nodded at this time.

The relics of the gods are absolutely not allowed to be taken out of Korea.

"Go!"

Park Sang-won urged.

The secretary also came to his senses, knowing that something was wrong, so he ran to give the notice.

"roll!"

Cui Seung-hyun scolded at Cui Zhimin, in the eyes of others, the top-notch girl group artists who had no chance to get in touch, in the eyes of these big shots, they are not even as good as dogs.

The five of Cui Zhimin bowed and walked out.

They knew that they were not qualified to listen to the next big man's conversation.

When the room was full of his own people, Choi Seung Heon said, "If Shakira killed the god, the spoils should not come back!"

Everyone's faces were gloomy and ugly. Shakira was a member of the Priory of Illuminati. Sejong could not afford to offend such a force.

"I've said it earlier, Shakira shouldn't be allowed to enter the God Market!"

Lee Jong Hyuk cursed, but such words could only provoke a burst of stares and ridicule.

Not to let?

People from Papa Country, have you stopped it?

"Let's think about it now, how to minimize the loss!"

Choi Seung Heon sighed.

At least one or two relics of the gods should be left behind.

In everyone's eyes, the person who has already killed the God of Busan by default is the North American Yellowstone Group led by Shakira, because no one has this strength except her.

"As long as the god hunters come out of the Busan God Market alive, they must report all the spoils they got and pay taxes!"

Park Sang-won was about to turn his triangular eyes into a circle: "Anyone who conceals it will be deprived of all its spoils!"

"But this is different from what I promised!"

Lee Jong Hyuk still has to face.

"Axiba, who would have thought that the Busan God Market would be purified?"

Park Sang-won was angry and overturned the dining table in front of him.

The big shots vomited blood in distress!

It's like a wife and daughter's property being taken over by others, this time it's really a loss!
Try your best, how much you can get back,

Especially those god hunters who have no background background, don't blame us Sejong for being rude.

……

In an abandoned scientific research station in Antarctica, a middle-aged man wearing a snow camouflage military uniform and a pair of black military boots was standing in front of a map, concentrating on observation.

He was carrying a large white travel bag, with short hair and a pair of goggles.

"interesting!"

The middle-aged man looked at the marked landmarks on the map, and the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a playful smile.

There were already some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there were some white hairs on his head, but this did not make him look old. When those narrow, long and energetic Danfeng eyes looked around, there was a strong and evil aura.

This is a handsome uncle. When he was young, he was definitely a top handsome guy.

"Our class of wage earners,"

'Walking through the street to buy straight head is bad stomach'

The uncle's satellite phone suddenly rang with incoming music.

He frowned.

He told everyone before that this time he is going on a long trip, there is no need for anything, so don't bother him.

Well now get the call.

Couldn't it be that Qingong Shenxu was purified?
"Hey?"

Uncle answered.

"Uncle Jiu, the Busan God Market is broken!"

From the satellite phone, a slightly distorted female voice was heard, mixed with some electromagnetic sounds.

"Sister Zhong, I'm not much older than you, don't call me Uncle Nine, okay?"

Kowloon joked.

"Uncle Jiu, did you hear what I said? Busan God Market is broken!"

Sister Zhong was speechless, when did she still tease herself?
"heard it!"

Jiulong was curious: "Who did it?"

"I don't know, the dark mist is dissipating, and there are no god hunters coming out yet!"

Sister Zhong made a long story short and briefly introduced the situation: "I guess it's Shakira."

"Not necessarily, don't underestimate the heroes of the world, and as far as I know, there are people in the dark eclipse, and they also entered the Busan God Market!"

Kowloon revealed.

"Ah? Did the Eclipse of Darkness go too?"

Sister Zhong was surprised: "I thought they would focus on the Nine Provinces Qin Palace!"

Although the pollution level of the Qin Palace is higher, the loot is relatively better and the income is higher, so since it is all an adventure, it is better to go to the Qin Palace.

"The members of Eclipse of Darkness are all powerful individuals who form a group. It doesn't matter if you form a team or not."

Jiulong explained: "And for those people, sometimes what is more important is personal emotional satisfaction!"

The Korean people must take the Busan God Market more seriously.

"Ok!"

Sister Zhong expressed her understanding: "What am I doing now? Are you going to arrange someone to go to Korea?"

"Go yourself!"

Kowloon ordered.

"what?"

Sister Zhong was puzzled, she is now in Qinling, leading a team, and is in charge of Qin Palace affairs.

"Sejongzheng is always narrow-minded, and suffered a big loss this time. He will definitely not let those who entered the Busan God Market leave easily!"

Kowloon urged: "Go!"

"The fishball guy should be able to solve it, right?"

Sister Zhong still didn't want to leave, worrying about missing out on important events.

"The fishball guy wasn't injured, so it's definitely fine, but what if he gets injured, or if there are too many members of the regiment killed or injured?"

Jiulong laughed: "Go, if you leave for a week, nothing major will happen to the Qin Palace. If this god market is really so easy to be purified, it won't exist for so many years!"

"I see!"

Sister Zhong still believed in Jiulong's judgment.

Jiulong hung up the satellite phone, and suddenly heard a hissing sound, like the sound made by a dying old man dying.

In this empty and abandoned scientific research station, it was still very intrusive, but Jiulong was not in a panic at all. He took out a pack of Marlboro and shook the cigarette case with his right hand.

A cigarette was exposed, and Jiulong took it with his mouth, pulled it out, and lit it.

call!
After taking two sips, Kowloon smiled.

"Is it finally out? I'm tired of waiting."

Jiulong rushed out with a cigarette in his mouth.

The hunt begins!
Let me see what's hidden under Antarctica!
……

After leaving Gwangju City, as the fog dissipated, we finally saw the long-lost sunshine again.

The sunset at dusk, the sunset glow across the sky, the beauty is suffocating.

"I feel alive again!"

Li Yintong opened her arms and took a few deep breaths.

In the Shenxu, it was hot summer, making people sweat profusely, wishing to soak in the swimming pool all day, but outside, it was winter, the cold wind howling, scraping the ground like a knife.

Taimei was wearing hot pants and suspenders, and a pair of open-toed sandals on her feet, so now the cold wind was blowing on her flat belly, and it was freezing to death.

Not everyone wears much.

"Is there no one here to pick us up?"

Hua Yueyu hugged her shoulders with both hands. Although she had absorbed the grace of the gods and strengthened her physique, she was still too weak to resist the cold.

"Do you want to be arrested and tortured by Sejong?"

When Taimei said this, she glanced at Lin Baici.

In sight, there is admiration, shock, and full of disbelief!
He actually killed the gods and purified the Busan God Market, isn't it too powerful?
Although Lin Baici didn't tell Li Yintong what he did, Taimei could reason.

After Lin Baici killed the boss at Gwangju Station, the dark mist began to dissipate, which meant that he killed a god. Of course, there is a possibility that someone happened to kill the god at the same time.

But this probability is too small, and the people scattered in various stations in Shenxuan are not as strong as Shakira, and it is impossible to do it.

"Brother Lin, is the great shaman dead?"

Li Yintong actually wanted to ask Lin Baici if he killed the god, but the relationship between the two was not good enough to share such heavyweight information.

Taimei has self-knowledge.

"not dead!"

There's no need to hide this kind of thing.

In Taimei's heart, it was like a thousand cats scratching her heart and lungs, and she was dying of curiosity.

Hey!
Why didn't I follow Xiong Da in?
Sorry!

If anyone can tell me what happened in the western restaurant, I'll be an rbq for him for half a year, and if it breaks, I'll pay for the medical expenses myself!

"If we go out so early, will we become the target of public criticism?"

Jin Ying was really worried.

Jin Xian's status in Shizongzheng is not low, but compared with the real big shots, it is still far behind, so Jin Xian promised that Lin Baici can take all the spoils, but this time it involves gods.

"Yeah, why don't you wait until tomorrow and go out with the crowd?"

Huayueyu suggested.

"Do you think it's safe to go out tomorrow?"

Gu Qingqiu hehe: "One or two hours later, the counties and cities around Busan will definitely be under martial law. At that time, it would be good to search you and let you go, and you will be locked up in all likelihood."

"Let's go, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain!"

Xia Hongyao didn't panic at all.

"Your heart is very broad!"

Gu Qingqiu glanced at Gao Ponytail.

"Isn't there you and Xiao Linzi in charge?"

Xia Hongyao had complete confidence in the IQ of these two people. After she finished speaking, she hurried to Lin Baici's side and asked warmly: "Xiao Linzi, are you tired? Do you want me to squeeze your legs?"

Mom!
My deputy head actually killed a god?
It's time to wait!
Xia Hongyao is worried about gains and losses. She is happy that she can go to the group to show off, but she is worried that what if the head of the group comes to dig Xiaolinzi?
But don't show off,

I can't help it!

Li Yintong also hurried over and bowed to Lin Baici: "Brother Lin, please give me a chance to serve!"

The funny Taimei made everyone laugh.

Except for Yijisheng, it hugs his girlfriend, whispers while walking, as if no matter where it is, it is a sweet love field.

Everyone trekked through the dense forest.

In the past 11 years, coupled with radiation pollution, the vegetation has grown very lush, and the weeds on the ground are more than half a meter high.

Finally, when night fell, everyone came to an asphalt road.

The road has been in disrepair for a long time, some road surfaces have been damaged, and a lot of grass is spreading on it, but it is a road anyway, and if you have an off-road vehicle, you can still drive it.

Li Yintong immediately looked at Lin Baici, mistaking him for Doraemon, and rubbed his hands together to make a wish.

"Brother Lin Ameng, can you please give me a car?"

"Don't be funny!"

Lin Baici now has two sacred objects that can summon vehicles. One is the Nile No. [-] that he got from the Haijing Museum, but it is a boat and can only be used on waterways. The other is a reindeer sled, but this is the most Squeeze four people.

Of course, better than nothing.

So Lin Baici took out the white antler bone flute, played it twice, and the reindeer sleigh appeared.

"I'm holding it, Brother Lin, do you really have it?"

Li Yintong was startled, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the sled.

envy!

"Wow, is that a reindeer? The kind Santa uses?"

Hua Yueyu exclaimed, and immediately picked up the SLR camera hanging around his neck to take pictures of the reindeer.

Along the way, regardless of whether the scenery is beautiful or not, it is the environment of Shenxu. Because electronic equipment cannot be used, including old-fashioned film cameras, no one has ever photographed the situation in Shenxu.

Now that Huayueyu has a fat house guy's camera, Xia Hongyao asked her to take more photos to take back, and wanted to see how these photos would change after she went out.

Jin Yingzhen grabbed a handful of grass and fed the reindeer.

"It's so majestic!"

Gu Qingqiu admired it, but his taste changed just thinking about the next sentence: "Is its meat edible?"

The reindeer seemed to feel something was wrong, and wanted to stay away from this madman with an abnormal mind.

"Sit instead!"

Lin Baici arranged: "Yueyu, Yingzhen, Qingqiu, you all go up!"

These three girls have the worst physique.

Li Yintong pursed her mouth with a sad expression.

"Wait out, I'll find a way to get an armed Hummer, you put it in the black altar bowl!"

Gu Qingqiu has the financial resources and ability.

Everyone had something to eat and drink, and they didn't get hurt too much. In addition, walking in the wild under the starlight was very emotional. Of course, the most important thing was to return home triumphantly, so everyone was very excited.

"Following Brother Lin is really a blessing!"

Li Yintong ate potato chips and drank Kuo Le, and kept feeling that this was the only time since her debut that she was not injured. You must know that she walked out of the Busan God Market.

"Brother Lin, come to the Kowloon Pavilion?"

Taimei blurted out: "Uncle Jiu will definitely train you to be the next curator!"

"Hey, is there anyone like you poaching a friend's corner?"

Xia Hongyao was in a hurry.

"what?"

Tai Mei was taken aback: "Friend?"

"if not?"

Xia Hongyao asked back.

Li Yintong was startled, then smiled apologetically, and solemnly apologized: "I'm sorry, Sister Hongyao!"

Hey!
If Uncle Jiu hadn't been kind to me, I would have joined Hongyao's team.

Everyone chatted and laughed, reminiscing about some thrilling experiences in the Shenxu. After walking for more than two hours, they still didn't see the town, but they saw two beams of lights approaching quickly in the distance.

It's a buggy!

The sound of the engine was brought over by the night wind.

"It should be Sejongzheng's person?"

Li Yintong was worried: "What should I do? Should I hide in the woodland by the roadside?"

"Don't hide!"

Gu Qingqiu looked over, the car coming from this direction, it doesn't need to be 'should', it's Sejong's people, here to pick peaches.