Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 271 Turning Qingshi into the Shape of Hell
Outside Vientiane Film City.

The long cordon has been lifted.

Numerous members of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in uniform are receiving survivors.

Wang Chengzheng, the person in charge of the operation of the Binhai branch, looked suspicious about what was recorded in his life.

In front of him, stood two waves of people.

The first wave is the survivors headed by Mr. Qi, a well-known Binhai entrepreneur.

The first wave is a gang of college students who survived from the No. [-] screening hall.

"Wait, let me stroke it."

Wang Cheng took a deep breath.

Looking at Boss Qi, he said suspiciously: "You mean, you met a tall man in his twenties who not only killed a ghost with a single knife, but also stepped on the face of another ghost with his foot, Threatening Li Gui to call out his accomplices, and want to force Li Gui to make ghost movies?"

Mr. Qi said seriously: "That's right, that's a real expert. Li Gui is like a baby in front of him. I even have an illusion that he is much more terrifying than Li Gui. Captain Wang, tell me, he I have to thank him whether he is from Binhai or not."

Empire:……

He didn't speak.

Instead, he turned and looked at the man with glasses.

"You said that when you were watching a movie in the No. [-] screening hall, a man who was about your age walked in, and then chased and killed two ghosts who came out of the movie screen, and even cut off the arms of the ghosts?"

The man with glasses said convincingly: "That's right, when all of us thought we were going to die, he casually snatched the kitchen knife from the ghost dressed as a chef, cut off a ghost's arm with two strokes, and filled the movie theater One chased and killed the other with extremely brutal methods."

"Then there was a woman's cry of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out out , we watched him walk into the movie screen and disappear into the auditorium. .”

The man with glasses said excitedly: "Captain Wang, he is also a player. Do you know how many levels you need to reach a level like him?"

Hear this.

Wang Cheng's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more.

This ghost movie theater is a two-star copy.

According to what these survivors said, the ghosts in their eyes were undoubtedly terrifying existences at the Tsing Yi level.

A two-star dungeon gathered more than six Tsing Yi-level ones, plus the ghosts that appeared every time they watched the movie, this is a proper two-star upgrade dungeon.

Wanting to get through such a dungeon alone, three-star players are not enough.

It must be a four-star player to have this ability.

The person in charge of which city was in a hurry and ran over to brush up their copy?
He felt a little awe in his heart.

In his opinion, it is unimaginable to brush a two-star dungeon alone.

He is also a two-star player, so he naturally understands the horror of two-star dungeons. Just to survive, he needs to rack his brains and make every step of the way. However, in the real world, there are already people who can solo.

The gap between people.

How big.

As for reaching this level, he smiled.

When he first became a horror game player, he never thought of becoming stronger step by step in the horror world, walking at the forefront, and becoming a master.

But only when you step into the copy of the horror game and face the ghosts, you will know how naive your thoughts are.

The birth of every four-star player is a rare miracle.

Mind, savvy, keen insight, anticipation of the supernatural, perception of danger, and grasp of the human heart, each of which is indispensable.

And that's not enough.

Far from enough.

Luck is also a big part of it.

If you are unlucky, you will be randomized to a high-difficulty dungeon, so no amount of tricks will help.

After all, ghosts kill people only by mood.

Thinking.

Suddenly he heard others shouting.

"It's him."

"It's the tall man."

"He's out."

Exclamations sounded.

Wang Cheng came back to his senses and looked subconsciously.

At the gate of Vientiane Film City, a young man who looked 25 or [-] came out.

A blood-stained hemp rope was dancing around his wrist.

Stand up in mid-air in a way that defies gravity.

It seems to be asking for credit from this man.

Surprise flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes.

too young.

He doesn't say he knows all four-star players in the country, but he also knows about [-]% to [-]%.

But absolutely none of them are so young.

Such an outstanding and normal appearance, once he saw it, he would never forget it.

Who is he?
……

the other side.

Come out of Vientiane Film City.

[This round of the game is over. 】

[The copy of the ghost movie theater collapsed. 】

[Player [Yan Luo Wang] has been marked by world-weary ghosts and gods. 】

[Note: When the player steps into any ghost cinema, there is a chance to trigger the hostility of world-weary ghosts and gods. 】

Looking at the prompt on the scarlet panel, Shen Jian's heart was already at peace.

He could see it.

These ghosts and gods marked and paid attention one by one, but none of them had the ability to act.

Glorious ghosts and gods, ferry ghosts and gods, and now there is another world-weary ghost.

Among them, the glorious ghosts and gods need to step into a monastery and other supernatural places to trigger their attention.

Ferrying ghosts and gods took action, but unfortunately they couldn't come in a short time.

And this world-weary ghost, like the Guanghui ghost, needs to step into a specific spiritual place.

Shen Jian glanced at it with disgust.

Turned to think about other things.

Binhai City is close to Qingshi City, so it can be chosen as the site for the second City God's Hall.

He needs to rebuild a Town God's Temple here.

According to his estimation, when the reconstruction of the Town God's Temple is completed, the City God's Temple should have completely taken over the entire Qingshi, and it will be seamlessly connected by then.

Thinking room.

Shen Jian also saw the members and survivors of the Great Xia Longque from the Binhai Branch standing outside.

At this time.

A path was recognized in the crowd, and an unsmiling middle-aged man came over, took off his gloves, and stretched out a hand: "The person in charge of the operation of the Binhai Branch, Wang Cheng, thank you for your contribution to Binhai, we will not Let your trip go in vain."

See here.

Shen Jian was taken aback.

He pondered for two seconds.

Suddenly clutching his chest, he coughed violently, took out a tissue, covered his mouth, and seemed to spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Shen Jian watched intently for a few seconds, "Blood!"

Empire:? ? ?
"What a terrible dungeon." Shen Jian said in a deep voice, his voice seemed extremely weak: "It actually hurt me like this. In this battle, I have lost at least 50 years of skill."

Empire:?
He was bewildered.

The back molars are even more painful.

God damn 50 years of skill.

You look like 25 years old.

Even if you stay up late and work overtime, you won't be able to practice 50 years of skill.

The corner of Wang Cheng's mouth twitched.

Why is this big guy different from the four-star players in his impression.

Four-star players, those are the first echelon players in the supernatural circle. Every one of them is a master in the horror game. A few secret words they casually revealed are enough to cause a big earthquake in the supernatural circle. The strategy that they wrote down casually , is regarded as a treasure by players.

Such a level of existence, which one is not a proud and arrogant existence, but the one in front of him seems to be a little different.

What do you always want to do?
Refers to phlegm as blood?

Want to touch porcelain?
Wang Cheng was a little confused.

However, Mr. Qi, who is a businessman, seems to have seen something.

Licking his face, he came to Shen Jian.

Yizheng said: "Master, you have wasted your skills to help us. I am grateful and decided to pay 1000 million to show my heart. Please don't refuse, Master."

Shen Jian was startled, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a childish look.

on the road.

Very good.

"what's your name?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed: "Master, my name is Qi Shan."

"Very well, I'll give you a task. If you complete the 1000 million yuan, it will be yours. Help me find a Town God's Temple in Binhai and renovate it. It's best to have a good location. Give me a call."

Shen Jian wrote down the phone number and smiled.

Town God's Temple problem, solved.

Originally, he wanted to blackmail Da Xia Longque, but he didn't expect that there was a local tyrant, so everything would be much simpler.

"No problem, expert, I will help you with the highest standard."

Mr. Qi was overjoyed.

This is not a project, it is clearly a golden thigh waiting for him to hug.

Empire:……

Until Shen Jian left.

He finally reacted.

The other party seemed to be waiting for Daxia Longque to respond just now?

He seems to have missed something.

Among the survivors.

A pair of ordinary mother and son embrace each other.

Pointing at Shen Jian's disappearing back, the little boy raised his head and said, "Mom, that big brother said earlier that you asked him to come and save me. Mom, do you know this big brother?"
The mother froze.

Boss Qi who was listening was also stunned.

He tried to think back.

It was discovered that when Shen Jian saw them for the first time, he had indeed found the little boy at first sight, and said that he was here to save him.

The mother shook her head in confusion, "Mom doesn't know this savior. Mom has been praying for you in the Temple of the City God for the past few days. I beg Lord Chenghuang to bless you."

Mr. Qi:!

His pupils shrank.

Suddenly thought of some kind of absurd possibility.

"Sister, where did you pray for your son?"

"In the City God's Temple in Qingshi, it is said that someone has seen the City God appear, so I went."

President Qi swallowed.

"Qingshi, Town God's Temple... My old man, could it be that my Qi family hugged the thigh of a god?"

……

at the same time.

An inconspicuous urban village in Qingshi.

A self-built bungalow.

A group of figures gathered here.

At the door of the room, a middle-aged scarred man and a pale man came in from outside.

"Killing, Gudu, you are late."

In the bungalow, a middle-aged man in a suit who had been waiting here was a little dissatisfied.

"Blood and tears, you are too nervous."

The God of Slaughter had a ferocious smile on his face, and there was a scar running through the entire face on his ferocious face, making him look even more terrifying.

"Our three halls will fight together, not to mention that the person in charge of Qingshi is not there, even if he is there, he will not be able to retreat unscathed in the face of the attack of our three angels."

The pale Gu poison god envoy said fearfully: "Don't be careless, although that person is still in the bloody paper shop and the copy cannot be released, but his supernatural horror is undeniable. lesson."

Wearing a neat suit, the God of Blood and Tears sneered like a man of culture, "You may not know that the copy of the Bloody Paper Shop has changed, and Luo Wenhao inside couldn't be contacted a few days ago. The man has been identified and has been killed."

"In this case, three envoys from our organization have already died in his hands. Killing, do you think you have the ability to kill three envoys alone?"

Hear this.

The scar-faced killing god made his eyelids twitch.

But he still insisted: "I still say the same thing, that person is in the dungeon, and he has not become the person in charge of Qingshi on the bright side, and he has not prepared the supernatural power of Qingshi at all. As long as we dispatch the three halls together , the Great Xia Sparrow of the Qingshi branch can be wiped out with a single hand."

"That's not bad."

"A mere branch dares to attack our fallen angel organization, it should be killed."

"When do you act?"

"Right now, the staff is complete. Although Qingshi is on guard, how can a group of ordinary people be able to detect the concealment and secrets of spiritual power?"

The God of Blood and Tears showed a sinister smile:
"Tonight, let Qingshi become hell."

……

time of the night.

Qingshi Daxia Longque Branch.

Qian Kuan couldn't sleep all night.

A few days ago, they got a message.

The fallen angel organization suspected that they had grasped the clues to the death of the cursed envoy and the paper piercing envoy, and decided to massacre the Qingshi branch.

In order to defend their vicious name.

Immediately, he blocked the exits of Qingshi and started investigations one by one.

But the effect is extremely poor.

The members of the Fallen Angel Organization seemed to have some kind of secretive means of concealment. Within a few days, less than 100 people were found, and many of them escaped successfully, and have never been seen again since.

Captured members of the Fallen cannot be interrogated either.

Once a certain keyword is triggered, these members will die strangely.

Even the props to suppress the supernatural can't alleviate the curse of death.

Without any choice.

He can only put all his attention on defense.

sizzle...

at this time.

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

Qian Kuan stood up abruptly.

His face changed greatly.

To do it so quickly.

These desperadoes are too courageous.

Without hesitation, he rushed to the scene immediately.

……

Town God's Hall.

Shen Jian sat on the seat of the City God, flipping through the prayer book in his hand.

The ghost teacher hurried over.

"My lord, the Fallen Angel Organization has started."

Shen Jian paused.

There was a hint of excitement on his face.

"I wait until all the flowers are withered."

"You guys go, set off the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, I want to turn Qingshi into the shape of the underworld!"

"Yes, husband~"

Countless charming voices echoed.

(End of this chapter)