Abyss Express

John Bogle asked, "Are you sure that little guy is a rookie?"

Sigma replied confidently: "Absolutely a novice. He came in with two female companions. Those two stupid girls, one is a live broadcaster, and the other is not very smart. He wants to meddle in any trivial matter when he sees it."

"Is that so?" John was deeply surprised: "I thought that Tianshu's extraordinary armed forces would use strong methods, so it seems that worrying is useless."

"What kind of tough method, my master." Sigma kept flattering with a mean smile: "This kid is bullying ordinary people outside, and was stopped by a few poor students, so he went to smoke them Slap in the face, he can't control his spiritual pressure at all, I think he is a nymph, wearing the Jiji Lingyi that Tianshu comes standard with to have fun, and—"

Sir Ferguson whispered, as if speaking ill of someone behind his back, so he should be more cautious.

"—and this kid saw me handing out gold coins to other guests, and he immediately became honest and honest after being said a few words by those people, and he didn't dare to fart. I think this guy should be easy to talk, and he regards substituting work as a Chance to pick up girls."

At the front desk, the bartender Alpha is still talking about the year and place of origin of these cellars to the guests. He wants to show the value of the cocktails in the eyes of everyone, and let the guests have the illusion of "blood earning".

When Jiang Xueming saw the freeze-dried powder bottle of Crazy Butterfly, he couldn't wait any longer.

Vita branding is an infectious disease, and the parasites are difficult to get rid of with medical methods other than panacea.

It can be transmitted through bodily fluids. If there is no product made by Mrs. Bai, the only option is to disembowel and expose the internal organs to strong ultraviolet rays and the sun. It is also difficult to completely kill this devil lurking in the belly Morpho.

The chubby Mrs. Bai will also change the texture of the human body, hide in the cavity of the internal organs, wrap their worms with silk mesh, and the viruses left in the skin and lymph glands will return to the cardiovascular system, making these worms Start growing again.

Therefore, in the modern medical system, unless there is a liquid [sunlight] that can flow to every corner of the human body, there is no way to cure this incurable disease.

Previously, if some guests drank the blood butterfly cocktail here, they would definitely be infected with the brand of Vita. When they returned home, school, cafeteria or dining table, if there were no serving chopsticks, the virus would be transmitted to more people through saliva. people.

In addition, stroking or kissing, applauding for love, etc. are all ways to spread the Weta brand.

Just as Lord Sigma was talking happily with the horror artist, there was a little trouble at the front desk of the store.

Jiang Xueming didn't plan to wait any longer. If Lord Sigma was only out to make money, he would not be in charge of criminal activities related to the fraudulent use of RMB. A willingness to suffer, like glue like paint, colluding together, is something he can't stop even if he wants to.

However, in Xue Ming's eyes, the raw materials of these blood butterfly cocktails were the source of the plague that could not be waited for and could not be tolerated for even a moment.

"This Bloody Mary, you've all heard it many times on the Douyin Kuaishou marketing account. If you haven't been to a serious bar, it must be the first time you drink it, right? Don't worry, I'm going to add something more dreamy to it The bartender brother is still explaining the Internet celebrity drinks to the guests, and fumbles in the freezer behind him: "This freeze-dried powder is called Vita Brand, as long as you drink it, you will have nightmares every day, which will seriously affect the quality of sleep. Guest—are you sure you want to add to the wine?"

Ah Le is bold, and he is not afraid at all: "Add! Add more! The wine and spices here are so expensive. Wouldn't it be a pity for the entrance fee if I don't add it?"

Right now, right now—

——Jiang Xueming pressed Ah Le's shoulder, and it turned into a sharp sword.

Stepping forward alternately and quickly, pressing the hostage behind him, Ah Le only felt pain in the joints of his arms, as if he was bitten by a wild beast.

His nose was sore, and the bridge of his nose was also broken. His head fell back with his staggering body, and he asked Fei Bo to hold his shoulders, and he was about to swear.

The blood-stained red elbow held the handle of Jiaolong, Xue Ming raised his gun and shot.

The gunshots drowned out all the cursing, leaving only the men's cries of pain and women's hissing and screaming.

Almost in an instant, brother Alpha was beaten into a piece of French cheese by the killing bullet!

He hardly had any chance to fight back, and he couldn't even say a harsh word——

——Xue Ming hit the head. Thirty rounds of ammunition started from the skull, and smashed into pieces together with his fingers holding the wine glass high.

The rain of bullets blasted rock salt bombs surrounded by high-pressure airflow, and the fine dust and sand were like knives, cutting out shocking scars on the mahogany table.

The bartender in front of him was like a marionette. After being decapitated by the Necromancer ammunition, the skin and bones quickly returned to their original shape, turning into a doll prosthesis sewn with engineering plastics and leather goods.

The shell casings all over the floor jumped and rolled further into the porch.

Ale's face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't say a word.

Fei Bo was just yelling: "Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

After Jiang Xueming changed the magazine, after the threatening shots were over, he just wanted to take these ordinary people out first, and then drove the crusher to demolish the house.

The first [simple task] assigned by Brother Ye Bei, in Xue Ming's opinion, was beyond the outline.

He didn't plan to investigate deeply, and he wasn't going to play this little puzzle game that cannibalize human flesh and drink human blood according to the appreciating process of horror artists.

Maybe there will be some exciting programs in the future, some touching stories——

——But Xueming didn't care. The moment the Crazy Butterfly freeze-dried powder appeared on the container, the game was over.

"Get out."

Jiang Xueming held a gun in one hand and pointed to the gate of the way he came from with the other.

"Get off quick."

To everyone's ears, these two simple and powerful orders are like a bucket of ice water.

And Xue Ming's powerful posture of holding a gun, the act of killing and decisively whipping corpses and ruthlessly emptying the magazines, all resembled the style of the military and police. For a while, they actually suppressed the fear in their hearts. People couldn't help but think that, It is more appropriate and the wisest choice to obey Xue Ming's orders.

Xue Ming stepped back step by step, pointing his gun at the revolving door——

——If Lord Sigmar appears again, then reward him thirty stink bombs.

Ah Xiang still wanted to ask something during the evacuation process, after all, she was a curious baby.

"Jiang Xue."

Before she could say the name in full, she only felt pain in her lips and teeth, and a strong hand closed her mouth in advance.

The man squeezed through the narrow road like a ghost, passed Qianqian, his hand precisely found Axiang's mouth, and repaired her long tongue.

Xueming's glove had some saliva and blood on the inside of his mouth, and wiped it off on the wall. As Axiang's eyes became more and more frightened and awed, like the soft white snow in winter, he absorbed all the noises of the sky and the earth. clean up.

They no longer have any nonsense, and before leaving this hell on earth, there will be no unnecessary questions.

The moment he walked out of the porch, the visions of the two shrines on the entrance road appeared suddenly!

The clay sculpture of the God of Wealth, Civil, Military and Wealth distorts and deforms at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye! Transformed into a spider-shaped freak, climbed out of the altar and knocked over the incense candles, grasped the gleaming sword and halberd with the sharp claws of the limbs, slammed on the beam of the god, and suddenly exerted force, leaping towards the crowd!

Those two freaks laughed strangely, reminiscent of Seventh Brother, if it wasn't for Xue Ming's sharp eyesight, just relying on his ears to listen, he would have thought it was his lover who came to save him with a gun.

Under the dim light, the two bloody afterimages caused the bullets to fly up and down, and soon turned into two pools of blood and mud the size of a washbasin, twitching and wriggling on the floor.

Looking closely at the alloy iron armor of this god statue, it looks like a strange model assembled from toy parts. It usually stays in the shrine as a Bodhisattva. The texture structure, as well as the sucker tentacles of the claws, allow them to leap and move quickly in the house, attacking the enemy from the blind spot of vision.

Xue Ming kicked open the door, and heard the bustling people coming and going outside the house.

He took out the guests beside him and pushed them out one by one.

Seeing that Ah Xiangqian is out of her mind, Fei Bo Ale can't help but lose his life.

Only the last beauty in the workplace is still calm, but the continuous gunshots are deafening, making her restless.

When the crowd saw these players appearing early, they mistakenly thought that the horror artist had an extra session, so they might be able to enter the game early.

Hearing the howl of bullets, Xue Ming pointed to the sky and opened fire.

For a while, the students didn't understand what the gunshot meant——

——Most millennials present at the scene had never even seen a gun, so they didn't know what fear was at the first time.

Just listen to the detonation of bullets! Just as Fei Bo took two steps, his knees lightened and he fell to the ground, his cheek kissing the broken glass of the newsstand.

Half of his leg was still in the middle of the road, and blood gushed out.

All of a sudden, the noisy human voices, hawking, and booing all fell silent.

The fifty or so people present all fled towards the outside of the alley, only Xue Ming quickly walked up to the innocent people with Fei Bo's generous soles, and took his legs back for him.

"I'm sorry."

Xue Ming took out the panacea and squatted to keep vigilant and looked towards the house. Fragrant and dreamy delicate spirit bodies burst out from both arms, clearing away the broken bones of Feibo's lower limbs and sorting out the broken tendons.

The pain made this innocent and helpless ordinary person unable to speak a word. He could only sweat in cold sweat the size of soybeans, and fainted several times.

Xue Ming continued: "You have a lot of flesh on your body and your blood pressure is also high. The intimidating effect of being shot is perfect for evacuating the crowd—don't blame me, it's useless."

"Fuck you. Fuck." Fei Bo gritted his teeth, saw the strange panacea fall into the wound, the brain nerves were connected with the severed limb again, finally he had the sense of touch in his legs and feet, and he also had the strength to swear.

"Your brother runs so fast, if you don't want to die, hurry home." Jiang Xueming finished treating the wound and threw away the ring syringe.

"I can't walk!" Fei Bo hissed, gasping for breath, his nerves had just healed, and his legs and feet couldn't support his weight at all.

Xue Ming carried the fat man, threw him on the sidewalk of Guangyuan Middle Road, and then rushed back into the darkness.

Wait until this mysterious evil star of unknown origin is gone. Ale and others finally came back.

"What's the matter?"

Fei Bo: "How do I know? He strikes when we meet, kills when he strikes, and even shoots me!"

Qianqian squatted beside Feibo, and asked curiously: "Are there any monsters in that store? I saw that the statue of Guan Erye has turned into a big crab!"

"Could it be some kind of cult?" Ah Xiang was bold and fearless, and was about to go back and continue the live broadcast to the audience: "I have to go and see! I have to go and see!"

Just at this time--

——A forklift came out of the short alley on the southwest side of Guangyuanzhong.

It drove from the construction site in Nancheng to the alley wall, slammed into the newsstand, crashed through the newsstand, and fell headlong into the gate of the horror artist.

Jiang Xueming stepped on the accelerator, still with that expressionless and stern look.

The shovel mouth of the engineering vehicle delicately dug through the outer walls of the first and second floors, and the vehicle rushed straight towards the fragile partition wall inside to create a spacious road.

Lord Sigma didn't take it seriously when he heard the gunshots. There were often gunshots in the studio, probably because singers and bartenders were preparing shows for the guests.

John Berger is still obsessed with the mysterious research of Crazy Butterfly. This store is making a lot of money every day, not to mention the daily consumption of six customers. Earned more than 500,000 activity funds.

If this sales model is feasible, before Tianshu notices Weta's brand, they can leave this place, go to other places to do the same, and build a storefront of horror artists.

At that time, what you earn will not be the currency of the mortal world, but the pyroxene coins of the underground world——

——He, John Borg, may be able to use the illusory spirit god to create an incomparably powerful Church of the Mad Butterfly.

A master and a servant are still laughing at Tianshu's short-sightedness, blowing up the temptation of the underground world.

"I laughed at that arrogant and virtuous man who was brave and foolish but loved talent like his life. He spared me time and time again, and the green gold guards only caught but didn't kill him. He thought that I would be grateful to him, which is really naive. "

Lord Sigma nodded and bowed his head: "Yes, yes, the master killed half of the people in the city with just one ceremony, and the mighty power of the sky is within your palm."

"Hahahahaha" John Bogle continued: "If it also went to study psionic energy and go deep into [the original seed], maybe the railways would have covered the entire earth long ago."

"So, Tianshu is also a bunch of idiots." Lord Sigma rubbed his hands, wanting to get the little rabbit Lulu on the table, which is John Bogle's creation of Soul Might, a kind of deformed aggregate of flesh and blood.

"We opened a shop in this ancient building to make money, but they didn't dare to tear down the building and blast it, so they wanted to send a few people to investigate the truth, and it's unreasonable that such a brat came here to pick up girls."

"My workshop has sixteen spiritual organs." John Borg waved his hand, with a domineering arrogance: "The beasts made of flesh and blood are stationed in the secret doors of each place. Once an enemy invades, Call him back and forth."

"Master is mighty!" Sigma's hand was about to grab Lulu's rabbit ears before it touched Lulu.

The shovel mouth of the construction truck blasted the corridor and aisle——

——Brought up sharp iron spikes and sand, several steel bars suddenly tied this vicious little monster into skewers.

Before Sigma could react, only the rabbit ears were left in his hand.