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　　"Really or not, there are still people who dare to do something to the elders?"

　　The low-pitched discussion continued to sound.

　　Human beings have a lively nature, and there are people who dare to provoke the Council of Elders, which is equivalent to a soil emperor.

　　This is something that hasn't happened in years.

　　During the discussion, there were many people who wanted to watch the fun, and they all walked behind them from a distance, wanting to see who was so bold.

　　In a short time, the group came to Lin Yu's small house.

　　"Is it here?"

　　The person in the lead has a strong body and a red fruit on his upper body. His muscles are bulging high, and his strong body is like cast steel. Just by looking at it, he can feel a strong sense of oppression.

　　"It's here, someone saw that bitch come back here."

　　Someone next to him said with a confident expression.

　　Hearing the words of his subordinates, the strong man at the head flashed a sharp look in his eyes, and strode towards the fragile wooden door.

　　The corners of his mouth raised a bit of a smirk, and he said, "I want to see who dares to attack our Presbyterians in Meteor Street!"

　　While speaking, the thigh with the thick waist of an ordinary person lifted up, and was about to kick the fragile wooden door.

　　Everyone watching this scene was full of gloating expressions in their eyes. No one would think that this thin wooden door could withstand this heavy kick.

　　"Crack..."

　　And at the moment when this kick was kicked out, a crisp sound suddenly sounded.

　　It's just that this sound is completely different from the broken wooden door that people think.

　　After wandering around in Meteor Street for so long, everyone could clearly tell that this was definitely the sound of broken bones.

　　Accompanied by this crisp sound, a shrill mourning sound followed closely.

　　Under everyone's eyes, the strong man who just tried to kick the door, the thigh that has not yet kicked out at the moment, seems to be crushed and crushed by some invisible force.

　　The muscles that were as strong as steel were like bean curd slag, and there was no room for a little struggle or resistance, and they were directly ground into flesh.

　　The white bone stubble and the red meat puree were mixed together, and the thick bloody smell instantly permeated the street.

　　Everyone who saw this scene took a step back subconsciously, with a horrified look in their eyes.

　　Of course, in the Meteor Street, the ability to read is not a rare thing, people with a little ability can master 0 ......

　　But as long as it is linked to the ability to read, it can be called a strong one.

　　And the man who just started, many people know.

　　As the bottom layer of the Presbyterian Church, he is responsible for some daily inspections. Although his ability to read is not extremely strong, it is a good existence in this bottom layer.

　　But it is such an existence with such a strong background and not weak strength that one leg was abolished without even being seen.

　　How can you not shock those onlookers.

　　"Boss!"

　　"Are you okay boss?!"

　　"Go and call someone!"

　　Seeing that the leading man was frustrated, the younger brothers behind him all stepped forward.

　　The man with one leg turned into muddy flesh struggled to get up from the pool of blood, and a layer of faint fluorescence shrouded the section of the wound that was crushed into muddy flesh.

　　The blood that originally spewed out, after being covered with a layer of faint fluorescence, suddenly began to gradually slow down, and then gradually stopped the blood, only a little bit of blood continued to seep out.

　　Controlling his anger to stop his blood, the man slowly stood up with the help of his men.

　　Compared with the arrogant and arrogant face before, the man's face is extremely pale and extremely ugly at this moment, and there is a faint look of horror in his eyes.

　　And that fragile wooden door, in his eyes at this moment, is extremely terrifying.

　　Being able to climb to the current position on the 5.3 Star Street, I don't know how many battles and killings I have experienced.

　　But such a mysterious method is obviously difficult for him to understand, and he has never seen it before.

　　But even with fear in his heart, it is impossible to retreat.

　　They represent the face of the Presbyterian Church. If they retreat, they will definitely be severely punished after returning.

　　The man's subconscious pupils trembled slightly when he thought of the punishment from the Council of Elders.

　　But if they are fighting, they are obviously not their opponents.

　　But now there is not much room for choice, and there may be a silver lining to give it a try.

　　If he ran away like this, he would definitely die.

　　"What are you afraid of! Give it to me, this kind of guy can only attack when people are unprepared!"

　　"As long as you take precautions, it's not a problem!".

Chapter 161

　　The man gritted his teeth to boost the morale of his men and let them attack.

　　However, it is really too much to think about.

　　A group of guys who have just mastered the "entanglement" and want to come to trouble, it is indeed a bit over-the-top.

　　Moreover, Lin Yu had no intention of letting them go at all.

　　As soon as the man's voice fell, the group of subordinates behind him were also glowing with a little fluorescent light, obviously they had activated the ability of thinking and were ready to attack.

　　The people who live here in Meteor Street, who have few lives in their hands, are desperados, and how can they be frightened by the mere blood.

　　However, just as they were about to start, a series of explosions suddenly sounded.

　　"Bang! Bang bang bang..."

　　For a time, the entire noisy street was shrouded in this low explosion.

　　The rain of blood and minced meat fluttering in the sky filled the air with a red mist of blood.

　　The pungent bloody smell filled the entire street, constantly stimulating the nasal passages of everyone present.

　　Time seemed to stop at this moment.

　　The voices that were talking about it just now disappeared suddenly, and the silent and depressing atmosphere like death began to spread in 09.

　　The man with only one leg left, standing in the blood mist, froze in place.

　　Cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead, and his pupils shrank tightly.

　　Everything in front of him made the man with a lot of blood on his hands completely stunned in his heart.

　　He brought dozens of subordinates in total.

　　But at that moment, all the subordinates he brought were attacked by an inexplicable force.

　　No resistance, no screaming...

　　No one even reacted, and it was blown into pieces of minced meat in the series of explosions.

　　The fear in my heart continued to spread.

　　The trembling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

　　Things have developed to the present, and they have not even seen the enemy who attacked them, but they have already been slaughtered by the opponent.

　　This mysterious sense of unknown is mixed with fear of death.

　　Let this ruthless guy who has been in Meteor Street for many years fall into a deep panic.

　　In the face of death, all courage or bloody bravery is so worthless.

　　Even the punishment of the Presbyterian Church is not so important now.

　　Die now, or die later, this multiple-choice question knows how to do it without saying.

　　"thump.."

　　The man who had a nasty expression before, now disregards the face of the Presbyterian Church and the punishment in the future.

　　In order not to be killed by an inexplicable attack like his own younger brother, the man knelt heavily on the ground, his forehead slammed on the ground, as if he used his actions to let the other party spare his life.

　　It was only a matter of counting the effort, and a layer of red was dyed on his forehead.

　　And when this man begged for mercy, the plain wooden door in front of him slowly opened...

　　Hearing the sound in his ear, the man raised his head in horror.

　　In the eyes of the man, the gap opened by the wooden door was like an abyss leading to hell, filled with endless mourning and despair, as well as frightening power.

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　　"Jingle Bell.."

　　"what's up?"

　　A low voice sounded in a slightly quaint and dim room.

　　"grown ups!"

　　"There is a situation here in the outer streets of the inner district, and someone has done something to the inspection team."

　　"Patrol team? Didn't you let those trash catch that girl with the ability to materialize?"

　　The voice on the other end of the phone could be heard to be a little cold and severe, and there was a little trembling in the voice.

　　"Yes... Yes... But there are strange strong men in the outer street who are sheltering the girl."

　　"The inspection team...has...all dead..."

　　Silence, there was no further talk on the other end of the phone, but this kind of silence had a terrifying oppressive force that made one's heart tremble.

　　"Beep...beep...beep..."

　　The phone hung up, but the heaviness did not diminish in the slightest.

　　"Looks like something happened?"