Ghost Shelter System

Emil went from surprise to despair.

His knife fell into Little Robert's hand. He smiled stiffly and wanted to struggle to get up, but Qin Kun's hand was like steel, suppressing him and unable to move.

Emil suddenly noticed that Robert Little’s eyes became very fierce.

He knew this look very well. The Marseille Lion who had just died had this look on his face when dealing with traitors.

"No, no, no, kid, I am your uncle! I fought alongside your father!"

Emil knelt in the middle, wiping cold sweat and winking at the others. Most of these people had seen Qin Kun's power. At first, the other party was just teasing him and he couldn't resist. Now he actually came forward to help little Robert. How could he fight?

run! ! !

Leave this guy to the Skeleton Knight!

A group of Maasai people dispersed, and the gangsters of the Skeleton Knights gave chase. Many people saw Qin Kun's strange behavior and gathered around with a sneer. A strange man in armor suddenly appeared and stood in front of them.

"Foolish fellows, the Blood Eater will teach you how to behave."

The weirdo in armor pulled out his long sword, but these gangsters couldn't understand what he was saying. He was making harsh words, which was very annoying.

"Kill him!"

There was chaos all around.

The little boy found that Emil's eyes were very sincere, filled with guilt and remorse, and the hand holding the knife was hesitant.

Qin Kun whispered in his ear: "Don't do what I say? Even the devil can't save you."

Little Robert suddenly woke up, looked at the group of vicious gangsters around him, gritted his teeth, and pierced the tip of the knife into Emil's throat.

Emil fell down without a look in his eyes, blood foam pouring out of his mouth. Little Robert knelt on the ground and began to vomit as if he was exhausted.

Just after vomiting a few times, his scalp hurt, and Qin Kun grabbed his hair and lifted him up.

"Why are you crying, the future Marseille Lion."

"It hurts! Let me go!"

Qin Kun let go of his hand: "I don't like ungrateful people. Didn't your father teach you to fight like a man?"

"I can not do it!!!"

"You can't do it? Then you just wait to die." Qin Kun pushed the little boy away. The little boy cried and grabbed Qin Kun's pants and received a slap on the face.

"Where is your mother?" Qin Kun asked, holding his chin.

"Died of illness a few years ago!"

"So, you see, your mother also died of illness early, and your father is dead. You can only save your life by fighting with weapons. Crying is the most useless emotion." Qin Kun sighed, "To blame, It’s my fault that you were born in this environment. Some things are unavoidable.”

"Qin! You will protect me, right?"

"I am a devil, and I will only protect my disciples."

"Can I be your disciple?"

"Of course not! The devil's disciple can only be the devil, you? A little boy with no hair on his head? What do I want you to do?"

"I can kill people!"

"Can you tell me who to kill?"

"I was the one who killed Uncle Emil! I can kill many more people!" The little boy said with a ferocious expression.

"Oh no, you are mistaken. This guy is powerless to resist. Anyone can kill him."

"I want to become the devil's disciple!"

"This is the territory of the Holy See. The sky of all cities will be shrouded in the holy light of the Holy See." Qin Kun said.

"The Holy See will not care whether we live or die! God will not care whether we live or die! We were born with sins! I don't want to be a person born with sins! I am not here to atone for my sins!!!"

The streets fell silent.

Even the bald man in the car fell silent. He was smoking and had to envy Wayne Robert for giving birth to a good son. Isn't this what they want? Unfortunately, the cub cannot be kept.

"Stupid Oriental, do you know who I am?"

The bald man in the car got out with a solemn expression.

Qin Kun smiled slightly and looked at the little boy: "Now I ask you a question. If you answer it well, you can become my disciple and serve me willingly. I will give you strength."

"Who is he?" Qin Kun pointed at the bald man.

This question is so philosophical that even a normal young man would not be able to answer it, let alone a 5-year-old boy who would not be able to guess the answer Qin Kun wants.

However, the little boy pulled out the dagger from Emil's throat and slashed his arm.

"Who he is... I don't know. But I swear on the name of your disciple, he is about to become a dead man!"

ha.

The 5-year-old Golden King walked in front,

Qin Kun followed behind with a smile on his face.

The gangsters around him swarmed up, Qin Kun's shoulders were woven with red robes, and his body turned into a bull demon, groaning like thunder.

"Kneel down!!!"

The power of ghosts and gods follows your words!

The brains of a group of gangsters were turbulent, their consciousness collapsed, like the sound of thunder exploding, and they subconsciously fell to the ground softly.

The bald man's eyes were horrified as he watched Qin Kun's changes: "You, you, you, you..."

In front of him, the Eastern man just now turned into a demon!

The man with the head of an ox and the body of a man followed behind the little boy who was full of evil spirits and became the little boy's real supporter! One demon walked towards him, and the bald man looked nervous and pulled out his gun.

"Kneel down!"

With a pop, the bald man vomited blood. What happened to him? He didn't know what happened. The gun fell to the ground and was kicked aside by the little boy in front of him.

The little boy turned his head. Behind him was a bull demon, majestic, cold, and inhumane. His body was filled with evil energy that made people tremble, but it also made him tremble with excitement.

He didn't lie to himself! He really is a devil!

"You killed my father."

These were the last words the bald man heard.

Then, a dagger was inserted into the throat and then pulled out.

The little gangsters around saw the death of the boss and the appearance of this demon, and their livers and gallbladders were split. How could they become like this? This was an ambush on the Light of Marseille. Why did it attract the devil? ? ?

What kind of gang is Les Marseilles? ! !

Why?

They wanted to run but were unable to.

The gangsters on the periphery were swallowed up one by one by the fleshy men.

His body was no longer fluid, but gradually gained support, and his body was getting bigger and bigger, reaching over three meters, taller than Qin Kun.

The flesh-and-blood man took off his armor, and his evil aura surged to the sky. The gangsters were dumbfounded. No one knows how this happened in the blink of an eye!

'Ding! mission completed! Obtain the "Kunlun Bone" formula’

The task was completed and Qin Kun was satisfied.

The flesh-and-blood man was cleaning the battlefield, and the future Golden King managed not to vomit or collapse.

only……

Not far away, the sky was getting unusually dark.

A golden light appeared over London, and with it was a human figure.

Far away, Qin Kun saw that person, an old man, wearing red clothes and golden light, with a kind expression. He walked slowly towards here with a steady pace.