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He turned his head again to look at the others, then turned his head to look at me as if he was inadvertent, and whispered, "Remember to prepare." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Get ready?
What to prepare?
After saying this, he stood up and patted his buttocks, but there wasn't much dust here. It's strange enough to say that. The dust in the indoor space is mainly the dander of the human body, and there are so many people living here, there is no dust, and I don't know if there is a team dust device.
He stepped away from the distance. And my heart was fluctuating. This kid looks like he's going to make some moves, so he told me to get ready. But is he going to do it against the missionaries? Is this a possibility?
But it didn't happen so quickly. It still looks so calm here. And as time went by, I felt like I was going to die. Even those ordinary people took two shifts, and the one-eyed dragons outside didn't rush in or make other moves. Is it so calm outside?
I was drowsy, but I couldn't sleep. Now none of us who are locked up have the energy to talk nonsense, we are all sleepy, and the three hands were specially entertained by the guard, who broke a toothpick into two and propped up the eyelids of the three hands, as if he thought it was funny, and he laughed, "Let you pretend to be asleep!" β
Sleeping is now a luxury.
I can only try to use my imagination, but instead of thinking of beautiful things, I think of some terrible things, so I dare not think about it even more.
The long-awaited change has finally arrived. Anyway, I don't know what time it is, but the missionary picked up his loud gong again, and more than a hundred people gathered in front of him. But I knew there were still people hiding inside the wall above.
The missionary exclaimed, "According to reliable information, the final judgment will come soon, so we need to prepare now and decide on the candidates." β
The crowd cheered. But in the midst of this cheering, there are also certain discordant sounds. Is the final moment finally coming? It seems that our hard days are coming to an end.
The little monkey and the lonely goose stood in front of me, and their expressions were also very serious.
"Drag them out." The missionary shouted.
Brother Beer nodded to his men, and they hurried over, opened the iron cages, and dragged one Adept after another out. I was a beer brother who greeted me directly, and this kid didn't spare his hand, grabbed my back collar and dragged it outside. Anyway, I don't have the strength to resist now, so I'll let him drag it.
The little monkey followed, smiled and said to me, "Who will you be divided to?" But I don't think I'm going to have a show. β
The little beauty of the lonely goose asked, "What is this going to do?" β
The little monkey smiled and said, "Naturally, it's a fat sheep!" You don't see the smug look they used to be. Look at them now, where can they still be arrogant? Now the final judgment is coming, of course, to slaughter the fat sheep, one by one, and we will get the power. β
The little beauty of the lonely goose seemed to be taken aback, took a step back, and asked, "Do you want to kill them?" β
"Of course, what else would you do with them?"
"You're all crazy."
"Who isn't?" The little monkey's hateful face was still smiling.
Who isn't crazy here? These people were supposed to live an ordinary life, but there was no turning back.
The little beauty of the lonely goose walked to the side, vomited, wiped her mouth after spitting, and asked a person next to her, "Really kill them all?" β
The guy had a crazy look on his face, "Of course, kill them all, or what else are you going to keep for?" β
The little beauty of the lonely goose spit out again.
I can't see that this numb little beauty still maintains a relatively normal heart. It's just that there are not many people with a heart like her. At least she's probably the only one here.
Maybe that's why Brother Zombie takes a fancy to her, right?
The crazy guy looked like he wanted to scare her, so he deliberately accentuated his tone and said, "Kill them like pigs, haha." β
The little beauty of the lonely goose finally couldn't stand it anymore and hid far away.
Those of us who were caught were dragged into the middle of the crowd, and even the invisible man who was still on a drip was pushed out. Now that we are all half-dead, where is there any strength to struggle? Feng Lei didn't seem to be in a bad situation, but he didn't mean to speak now.
Everyone's faces were very bad, and the three-handed kid was still in the mood to raise his severed hand, and said with a smile: "It's finally going to be free." β
This kid seems to be more free and easy at this time. But no matter how free you are, you can't escape the knife that is coming.
A weak voice sounded: "Brother Sanhand, say a few words." β
I finally saw this weak appearance, I have seen this kid before, and he has always been by the side of Old Ghost Zhong. This guy has the same three hands, his whole body is wrapped in bandages, and both hands and legs have been broken.
Now it's twenty-one, so will they elect twenty-one?
And how do missionaries know that the time is almost up? It must be the guidance of the "master" behind him. The guy who is hiding behind the scenes is the most disgusting.
The missionaries were silent now. Instead, the crowd erupted in shouting and swearing, and some people spat on a few one-eyed dragons. Anyway, no one had the power to resist, so those of us who were arrested remained silent.
"Heavenly Father." A shirtless man screamed.
The missionary sighed, raised his hand, and the scene fell silent, and the people looked at him. I looked at him too. I noticed that my watch was already in his hand. And the dagger must have been hidden on his body.
If he pressed his watch at this time, I would have given him a good look right away.
The missionary raised his voice and said, "Let me tell you first, I know you're all hoping for these abilities, but you still don't think about the consequences. First of all, we have to pay attention to the fact that once the last moment comes, our place will also lose its original divine power, and can only retain this last layer of ability, so when a new ability appears, we must protect everyone's safety as soon as possible. β
The crowd let out another exclamation.
I was stunned too. I can't think of this section.
The missionary continued: "Another point is that the flying guy who we drove away just now will also be liberated, and when the time comes, he will do whatever he wants. β
The crowd shouted again.
One guy asked, "How good is that guy?" β
The missionary shook his head, "I don't know. However, according to the intelligence, it is only the supernatural who is useful to him. So, his main target should be the Adept. According to my estimate, if we had twenty Adepts here, none of them would be his match. β
The crowd was silent for a moment.
I couldn't help but be surprised. And how does he say "twenty"? Plus I'm twenty-one, so he really doesn't plan to kill me? Just to catch me, trap me, so that I can't move at all?
The missionary continued: "So, to get a miracle is an opportunity, but also a duty and a danger. May die quickly. β
Three-handed smiled and said, "Want to enhance your abilities?" Then ......"
A shirtless man kicked him, and a tooth flew out of the mouth of his three hands, and blood flowed from his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak, he just sneered.
A lot of people know what he's talking about.
The missionary said lightly, "I don't think that kind of thing will happen to us here." Together, that's the best way to survive. So, I'll synthesize, start the roll call, call the names out, stand behind their respective targets, and wait for the final judgment! β
And that's where it begins? It's really coming. How is it that the harvest day has begun without any warning?
What a ridiculous harvest day. Unexpectedly, this round of harvest day actually started with the harvest of supernatural beings? And it's also an ordinary reaping powerhouse.
What about the Reapers? Why don't you pop up?
The crowd cheered again.
The missionary said, "Little monkey, that." He pointed to the ** man lying on the bed on a drip.
The little monkey screamed in surprise, jumped quickly, and took a short knife from the hand of a person next to him. Looking at his excited and nervous appearance, holding a knife in his hand and holding it high, as if he was about to insert it into the heart of the ** man.
The missionary smiled and said, "Don't worry, the time is not up yet." β
The little monkey wiped his sweat nervously and smiled, "I...... I...... I'm just too excited. β
The crowd burst into laughter.
And I've noticed that a lot of people don't look good.
There was the sound of a lighter next to him, and Brother Beer lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and squinted at the missionary, while the gun in his hand tightened.
I could tell he was a little nervous too.
The missionary pronounces a name to another Miracle. This time it was Wind Thunder who was assigned, and the one whose name was read was a doctor. The doctor wasn't as nervous and excited as the little monkey, and he was holding a scalpel, so he stood behind Storm Thunder and grabbed Storm by the hair, and Storm snorted.
And then the third, the fourth. I was amazed that none of the names the missionaries read were members of Brother Beer's security team. One by one, the Adepts were assigned, and the members of the security team began to look a little uneasy.
Brother Beer's face didn't change, he was still smoking quietly. It's as if he doesn't care about all of this.
Now anyone can see the partiality of the missionaries.
Finally, the fifth assigned Adequacy fell to one of the security guards, and the guys breathed a sigh of relief. It was the three hands that were assigned.
Sanshou smiled and said, "Wait a little faster, I don't want to be stabbed by you and then be half immortal, then I will really suffer." β
The guy with the gun pointed it at him, "Where did you say to shoot you?" β
"Hit wherever you want, do you still want me to teach you about this?"
The missionary raised his hand, and the scene was quiet again. He then read his name, still just a normal guard, not a member of the security team with a gun in his hand.
I turned my head to look at Brother Beer, how could he still be calm now? Could it be that the missionaries themselves have a disagreement with the beer brothers?
I'm a little curious about their relationship.
And at this time, Brother Beer finally made a move, and he flicked out the half-smoked cigarette. At the same time gunshots rang out.
Only one sound.
The missionary fell backwards, and no blood flew from his body.
Brother Beer lunged at the missionary. Several screams rang out at the same time. One of the security guards fell screaming, and behind him, a very ordinary-looking guy was holding a knife in his hand.
The screams kept rang out.