Elder Zuo's order, the white cloth man, did not dare to disobey at all.

Because, this old man, he is the spokesman of the evil god in the world.

What he said was the same as what the evil god said.

There is no room for disobedience!

The white cloth man calmly walked to the dock, looked at the vast river, tied a big stone to himself, did not hesitate at all, held his breath, and jumped directly.

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On the other side, Qin Lang and his entourage simply dealt with the two of them, and then got together and began to discuss the battle plan.

This encirclement and suppression of heretics is a major matter, and there is no room for mistakes, and naturally Chen Xiankai's share is indispensable.

Although the strength of the garrison is not strong, it is believed that with firearms, it should still be no problem to deal with ordinary infidels.

Master Bao pointed to the location on the map and said, "Those heretics are all hidden in the villages near Feiyun Wharf, mainly concentrated in these three places! Of course, there are some who like to be alone. ”

Commander Chen frowned and said, "The soldiers are divided into three ways?"

"No!" Qin Lang shook his head: "What I want this time is to leave no one behind, and annihilate them all! Since they are going to sacrifice at the specified time, then we will wait for them to gather together and directly catch them all!"

"But do you know where they performed their sacrifices? If we go so rashly, will we be alarmed? You know, those guys' perception is far beyond ordinary people. ”

Indeed, this is precisely the problem that needs to be solved in the first place.

Qin Lang looked at Master Bao.

Master Bao didn't ink, nodded and said, "I'll go and investigate." ”

After speaking, he picked up the hat in the corner of the wall, and disappeared into the darkness with a puff of smoke.

"It seems that we have to wait for the time being. ”

Qin Lang shrugged: "This is also a matter of no way. ”

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and all kinds of scenery seem to have fallen into a mysterious silence.

At the same time that Master Bao quietly slipped out of the base, a black shadow quietly arrived under the cover of night.

He was covered with a cloak as black as ink, and he couldn't see half of it hidden in the wide cloak.

A gust of night wind blew, and the soldier standing guard only felt a smell of urine coming to his face, which made him frown, and he checked around but found nothing unusual.

Unbeknownst to him, at that moment, someone had already infiltrated the base.

The name of the visitor is the Russian Nasharo, and he is the master of the Russian Nasharo and the Russian Nasharbi.

He also cultivates the same domineering evil skill - Chrysanthemum Urine Classic.

But because he was once injured by a master, his strength has regressed all the way, and he is a lot older, and he has just reached the initial stage of sucking urine in the air.

With his current strength, he can only smoke from a distance of one meter, and it is ineffective if he is far away.

These days, because of the sacrifice, the internal management is very strict, he couldn't find a chance to come out and suck urine, and the assassination attack recurred, he had to take a risk, and while Elder Zuo was resting, he slipped out and went straight to the public toilet in the seventh quarantine area.

The pitch-black cloak on his body was a treasure handed down from their master.

Only those who have practiced the Chrysanthemum Urine Code and have not broken their bodies can use it.

Its function is that it can be incognito, and it is definitely a legendary artifact-like existence.

A large spike walked past the two soldiers, and in an instant, a gust of wind was raised.

One of the soldiers frowned and said, "Hmm...... What does it smell like? It stinks?"

Another soldier said disapprovingly: "There is a public toilet next to it, I guess it hasn't been cleaned, can it not stink?"

"Forget it, I don't like this, let's go, keep patrolling. ”

Russian Nessago hurried to the toilet, and was just about to use his great powers, when he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from outside.

The voice is very good, you don't have to guess to know, the person who came must be a beautiful girl!

A sneer appeared on the corner of the Russian Nassagou's mouth, and as soon as the cloak was unfurled, the figure immediately disappeared.

"You said it would be nice if a sand-sculpture heretic came to the door, and we didn't have to wait stupidly. ”

"How can there be so many sand sculptures in this world? Let's go, didn't you say that you are urgent? Why don't you solve it quickly?"

"Hee-hee, let's do it together!"

The people who came were Feng Xiaoxiao and Wang Xinnan, the two walked outside for a while, Feng Xiaoxiao unknowingly came to urinate, so he pulled Wang Xinnan to the nearest public toilet to solve it.

"Hmm...... What's going on, why does it stink so much?"

As soon as he walked into the public toilet, Wang Xinnan smelled a choking smell of urine, and immediately frowned.

Public toilets are cleaned 24 hours a day, and now they look so neat and tidy, it is not possible that they smell so strong.

Feng Xiaoxiao also wondered: "Could it be that someone blew up the dung pit with artillery?"

"Who would be so disgusting?" Feng Xiaoxiao's words made Wang Xinnan cry and laugh a little, pinched his nose and said, "Otherwise, let's go back to the dormitory to solve it, this smell is really unbearable." ”

"That makes sense!" Feng Xiaoxiao didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he pulled Wang Xinnan and walked out quickly, and at the same time pressed the back of Wang Xinnan's hand.

Wang Xinnan smiled at her very tacitly, and the two of them stuck straight to the wall outside the toilet.

In fact, the moment they smelled the smell, the two immediately concluded that someone was hiding nearby.

Because the smell is so familiar!

It was exactly the same as the two apprentices before him, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was someone from their side again.

"What a pity!" Thinking that the two had gone far, the Russian Natsalo removed his cloak, smacked his lips with regret, and then squatted down.

"Haha, look, I'm going to say there will be sand sculptures coming to your door!

"Why are there so many perverts in this world?"

Just as they were about to use their magic skills, Feng Xiaoxiao and Wang Xinnan appeared in front of the Russian-style Nasao again, and they just caught him!

The Russian-style Nasha had no fear, took out a black and shiny knife from his pocket, took it to his mouth and licked it, and said with a wicked smile: "it...... You sent it to the door yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Feng Xiaoxiao's face was full of disdain, and she hugged her chest and sneered: "Come, let my aunt and grandmother see what you are capable of!"

"Little girl, the old man will let you see and understand today, I'm ...... Whew......"

Before the words fell, suddenly there was a sharp pain in the crotch, and the Russian Nessago instantly lost its combat effectiveness, and squatted down with a painful face on his crotch.

Behind Feng Xiaoxiao, Han Weiwei came out with a smile on her face, raised the slingshot in her hand, and said proudly: "What's swollen?

Wang Xinnan looked puzzled and said, "When did you come?"

Han Weiwei raised her head: "Hey, even if I see you sneakily hiding here, I will know that there is something good at it! Hmph! I don't call a bad old man a puppet! I won't play with you!"

Is this a good thing?

The two were speechless for a while.

At this moment, the Russian-style Nessaro finally relieved his breath, endured the pain in his crotch, wrapped his cloak around his body, and disappeared in front of the two with a "whoosh".

However, what he didn't expect was that when his body came to a distance of about one meter from Feng Xiaoxiao and Wang Xinnan, the two girls kicked out almost at the same time.

"Poof......

The Russian Nesa was caught off guard, was kicked out in the middle of the belly, and hit the wall hard, almost missing the wall of the public toilet, and then fell to the ground and passed out directly.

The two women kicked together, but Qin Lang didn't dare to take it hard when he came, not to mention him who had been carrying a secret wound all the time?

Fortunately, they didn't hurt the killer, otherwise the Russian-style Nessago would have hiccuped directly.

"Arrest him...... Forget it, let's call someone!"

I wanted to do it myself, but the smell of this guy was really not flattering, so Feng Xiaoxiao had to ask the patrolling soldiers to help carry him out.

"Whoa!"

A basin of cold water poured from head to toe, and suddenly a stirring spirit woke up, opened his eyes, and looked around blankly.

When he saw the faces of the two beautiful women, he immediately became angry, and struggled to go forward and fight with them, but he didn't know out of where a stone suddenly flew from nowhere and struck him straight on the forehead, instantly hitting his skin and flesh and blood bursting out.

Qin Lang took a step forward and shouted: "Be honest with Lao Tzu!" I ask you to answer, if there is half a lie, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"Hahahaha! You think I'm going to be afraid?" The Russian Nashagou tilted his head to look at Qin Lang, his face full of disdain.

Who is he?

Known as the god of urine, the Russian Nasaro, the most faithful believer of the evil god!

In his eyes, he has never been afraid of words!

"Oh, is it?" Qin Lang stood up and beckoned to the fat man: "Bring the things up and let him taste the ten tortures that have been passed down from us!"

"Good Ratcha!"

The fat man understood, nodded and walked down.

After a while, he walked up with a stool and said to Qin Lang: "How about a tiger chair to warm up first?"

Qin Lang waved his hand: "Give him the whole thing!"

"Hmph, what do you think...... Oops, oops, pains, hurts...... Let go! Let go! I say, I'll say anything!"

I thought this guy was a hard bone, but when I thought that a brick was just laid, the Russian-style Nessao screamed like a pig "wow, wow".

Under Qin Lang's questioning, he poured out all the information he knew with a handful of snot and tears.

Looking at the Russian-style Nasago, which had lost its use value, Wang Xinnan asked, "What should I do with this guy?"

"Or ......"

The fat man made a head-killing motion on his neck.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

When the Russian Nassago heard this, he was immediately shocked and screamed: "Don't! I'll tell you everything you want to know! You can't do this to me! I'm old and ......young."

"Forget it, killing him will dirty your hands. Qin Lang waved his hand and said with a look of disgust: "Get out!"

"Okay!" The Russian-style Nesa was about to leave as if he had been granted amnesty, but was stopped by Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Hand over the props you can be invisible!"

"Uh...... In order to survive, the Russian Nasharo had to reluctantly cut his love and took off his tattered black cloak.

Feng Xiaoxiao kicked the foul-smelling cloak on the ground and asked, "How do you use this thing?"

Although disgusting, I have to say that this thing is indeed an artifact.

The Russian-style Nessago replied honestly: "This is simple, as long as you put on a cloak and run the mental method of the "Chrysanthemum Urine Codex" in your heart, you can become invisible." ”

"Chrysanthemum urine?"

"Yes, yes! It's this domineering exercise practiced by our sect, and we only need to suck urine on weekdays......"

"Forget it, get out!"

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxiao instantly lost the mind of waste reuse and kicked him out of the door directly.

I didn't expect this strange thing to be matched with the exercises! This exercise is still ...... Drink urine! I feel disgusting just thinking about it! I guess only people with brain diseases would practice that kind of disgusting exercise.

Looking at the cloak that was thrown on the ground, Feng Xiaoxiao threw a fire over without hesitation, this kind of garbage prop, since it is useless, there is no need to keep it.

The Russian-style Neusago limped out, saw the brightly lit public toilet, looked around, there was no one, and ran over there without saying a word.