Will Be Me

"Gah!" The crow slapped the little fatty on the head vigorously.

"There is a task in the laboratory, don't count! You still have eight indicators!"

Although the word "indicator" is not correct, this little fat man does have the qualification to kill supernatural beings without guilt, and this qualification is still ten people per month.

Passers-by stepped on the bloody color, but they were not swallowed by the bloody color.

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214-295 : Chapter 270 Chapter [-]

"Blood?"

Passers-by didn't notice it, they saw the red "stain" on the ground, they crushed it with their feet, and then walked away without feeling, not knowing that they had walked through the gate of hell.

"Drip—" the little fat man heard this sound.

He stretched his hand towards his head, put his palm into his head without hesitation, and took out an earring from it.

At the junction of the palm and the head, there is a circle of red things, which is the same thing as the blood on the ground.

"Hey, what's the matter?" the little fat man said impatiently.

"Drip—please carry out the task."

There was a urging voice from across the earring.

"What? What mission?!" Crow said to the earrings as he hurriedly landed on the white powder on the little fat man's shoulders.

"..."

The correspondent on the opposite side of the earring was obviously stunned for two seconds, and then there was a sound of flipping a book.

The correspondent is a little girl, sitting in a room with a lead plate sandwich more than two meters thick, talking with an earring.

Apart from her, there is only one earring, a table, a chair, and a book in the room.

The cover of that book was "Communication Handbook for Dangerous Psychics".

"..."

The correspondent's palms trembled, and cold sweat oozes from his body, and he finally found a relevant countermeasure.

"Recover the remains of the gods."

"There is already a record of the death of a supernatural person."

"Please...execute as soon as possible."

He stuttered at the end, panting heavily for the boss before speaking.

"Oh~ so that's the case, then, Mo, let's go! Go and get the skeleton, I can't wait to go back to the luxury suite above to enjoy it."

Hearing the voice from the earring, the correspondent hung up the communication, relieved.

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Twenty years ago, the map of Ice City was stained with blood of fear, and a full 20 million hectares of land sank into the sea of ​​blood, leaving only a flat red "water surface".

The land, the population, the buildings... all disappeared into the red, like a scarlet swamp below, swallowing everything mercilessly.

After a full day, the sea of ​​blood disappeared, revealing the flat ground below that was as flat as if it had been cut with the best big knife.

No one knew what Bingcheng had done. Most of Bingcheng's top management only knew that Bingcheng had an additional identity file "Blood Demon" since that day.

The ability of the Gorefiend is very similar to the characteristics of the scarlet disaster, so people have to think about it.

In order to avoid losing control, the high-level officials chose to hold the Gorefiend in their own hands, mobilizing social resources to induce the Gorefiend to join a special response agency, and let him be responsible for everything related to "God".

The Special Response Agency is a place to accommodate certain extremely dangerous supernatural beings. It was jointly established by the top management of the Ice City and recruited from the inner and outer cities as staff.

The Gorefiend has two individuals, one is a fat man who looks simple and honest but innocent and cruel, and the other is a slightly smarter crow; the former cannot be killed, and the latter will be resurrected by the former after being killed.

And if someone uses words to slander the blood demon, or make the blood demon unhappy, there is a certain chance that a bloody swamp will appear under the person's feet, and he will die suddenly on the spot.

This is also the value of the existence of a correspondent, who is only responsible for the dangerous profession of communicating with Gorefiend.

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"Shenkui, what is Shenkui?" The little fat man began to think about other things.

"Whatever the skeleton is... Wait, I seem to have a little impression." The crow also began to lose his mind.

"When we were born, that man seemed to be muttering about some divine skeleton. That guy should know... No, it's strange if he didn't know. The entire ice city is named after him."

"Who is that man?" The little fat man asked suspiciously.

"It's 'ice'! The founder of the ice city!"

The crow covered its head and made a speechless sigh.

"Forget it, you can't count on how strong your brain is, we still have to do the task... By the way, when will this task be accepted? People are urging us."

"Yesterday...wasn't it the day before yesterday...it seemed like three days ago?" The fat man scratched his head in embarrassment, not daring to look into the crow's eyes.

"You! Forget it, show me the task, and I'll see what to do with this task."

.........

With the information of a certain deceased, the little fat man came to Hime Ye's house.

Once outside the door, Zhu Ding said:

"Something is attracting me, it may be the thing called the skeleton."

"Then go ahead and eat them all—this is a mission, so don't worry about indicators." Standing on the shoulders of the crow, the words he said unconsciously revealed deep indifference.

"what!"

The red under the little fat man's feet suddenly spread out, and came to the bottom of the house, and then the whole house began to be covered with a layer of fine red spider web cracks, and there was a flat red water surface on the ground.

The whole house began to slowly descend.

Ji Yemeng in the house suddenly felt that something was wrong. After the new research, she could clearly feel that the house was sinking under the vision of the eyes of flesh and blood that had been placed around the house.

"Oops!"

A red shadow suddenly sprang out from under the bed, as swift as a cat or beast, rolled up the black-haired girl on the bed, and brought her to Ji Yemeng's side after tearing off a lot of tubes connecting her body.

The red shadow attached to Hime Yemeng's back, stretched out several limbs and froze in the air, one of them was holding the black-haired girl.

The black-haired girl was naked, and there were pipes inserted in the nasal cavity and some unspeakable places. At this time, they were pulled out roughly, causing some parts of the girl's body to crack and ooze blood.

Temporarily having no time to worry about these things, Ji Yemeng slapped open the door, and rushed out under the powerful force of flesh and blood.

The maid is in the living room, using one of the free flesh and blood limbs to roll up the maid.

At this time, the red water surface had eroded the ground cleanly, and Ji Yemeng accidentally let Chiguo's soles be eaten.

"..."

"Miss..." the maid said in surprise.

She wanted to talk to Ji Yemeng first.

However, Ji Yemeng didn't think about it. He frowned and looked at the bloody plane on the ground, where his soles were still sinking incessantly.

In her room, she didn't wear shoes.

And the maid lady put on her shoes.

Ji Yemeng looked aside, where the maid was standing, there were two shoes left.

"Time is running out."

There is no time to be upset, since I have been caught, then... Pull it out!

The flesh and blood monster behind him stretched out its tentacles under the control, tightly wrapped around Hime Yemeng's calf like the tentacles of an octopus.

There were also several strips of meat piercing through the surrounding walls, and several tentacles piercing Ji Yemeng's own body as support, and Ji Yemeng controlled himself to pull himself up.

but……

Can't pull it out!

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214-295 : Chapter 280

A terrifying method appeared in Hime Yemeng's mind.

Using this flesh and blood monster to tear apart the calf alive and separate it from the flesh underneath, this is her idea!

Tear off your own feet abruptly!

Some things vaguely appeared in my mind, like phantoms under tension, perhaps because the oxygen was poured in when I took a big breath, causing my brain to feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Ji Yemeng didn't know where he had such great determination.

On the pretty face of the blonde girl, there was an expression of crying or laughing.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Yemeng looked down.

In just a short time, the blood-colored plane has already moved from the skin of the soles of the feet to the ankles.

"I……"

She wants to say something.

At this moment, she wanted to say something, but found that she had nothing to say, so she closed her mouth.

No time to hesitate.