Chapter 910: Messenger of the Four Realms

After gliding a few unremarkable speeds of light in the unclear and cloudy sky, a muffled thunder followed, and the hurried people did not stop undisturbed by the sudden thunder, as if they were accustomed to such weather.

Lion Tiger City is a strange place, no matter what kind of climate and season, there will be a few deafening noises in the sky for a day or two, thunder alone does not rain, and one after another will report what homicide or major case to kill the number of people who died from it, thunder has become a symbol of disaster.

"Are you happy with the result?" Xiao Zhenfeng still sat in the chief position as a superior person, his hands were spread wide on the table, and the series of actions that happened in the 'dungeon' were clearly displayed in the eyes of everyone present.

Directly connected to the 'dungeon' surveillance influence, a handsome face raised a middle finger at the camera, he seemed to have already known the location of the stealth camera, after bursting out of amazing strength, what was left to them was a provocation, I believe that the people who can sit at the same table with Xiao Zhenfeng at the moment will not be idle, and for such a back, he is proud.

The silence did not last long, and finally the first voice was spoken, and the person who spoke was a clown, a real clown, with a red nose, and a pale and exaggerated face that made it impossible to see his actual age and appearance, and the man's name was called the clown as well as the role he played.

"Not very satisfied. Even if someone died, someone was injured. But the rebellious heart of the 'Dungeon' still exists, according to the history of the 'Black Crow'. Such a thing is absolutely not allowed to exist and is not allowed to happen, so the 'dungeon' can no longer be kept. The white baseball in the clown's hand rolled back and forth in his hands, his red lips showing his white teeth as he spoke, and his expression was as cold as mocking those who saw him.

"This matter comes down to the fact that our boss's whereabouts are now unknown, and now is not a question of whether to have a 'dungeon', but to elect an agent, and the 'crow' cannot be left without an owner for a day. This mutiny is the best proof of this. ”

The other spoke, and the contrast between the overly feminine face of black politeness and the clown sitting across from him was a kind of contrast, there was no intersection between the bright colors and the black heaviness, but if you looked closely at them, you could immediately understand that they were on the same side.

This person has no name, and most of the time he uses a code name to indicate his identity, so the people here only call him a code name, a seventh-level code name. As for how this seventh level came about, I'm afraid no one knows.

"Did the two of you notice Xiao Shao's words, he just expelled the dove and did not dissolve the 'dungeon'." The silvery voice enlivens the dreary space, and the pretty woman is the only woman present, with a delicate baby face beneath her youthful appearance, so sweet and so cute that one forgets her mature and sexy body. Her straight black hair hung down on her shoulders, Qi Mei's bangs just covered her beauty, her jet-black eyes stared at the clown diagonally opposite her, and her white lace shirt turned out of the ruffled collar, stretching her slender neck a little arc and forming a criminal temptation with the entire shoulder. She has a nice name. It's called Adam. Gadamon, a name with the same name as God.

"So what?" Black feathers fluttered on the table. He is a magician, a messenger from the deepest part of the earth, a terrifying being who goes straight to the heart of the human heart, and both animals and animals will respect him, he is darker than his code name, his body covered by black wings, only a thin lip is exposed, and long, sharp black nails are engraved on the table that make a sound that makes the intestines tickle.

As soon as his words came out, it caused not an argument but a chuckle, Adam Gadamon covered his mouth There was really a smile in his black and white eyes, she pointed at the magician, and the corner of her eye had already glanced at Xiao Zhenfeng in the chief position.

"You are the messengers of the Four Realms, and you are in charge of the 'crows' with the wings, who can tell me where Lucifer is? He should have arrived before any of you. Xiao Zhenfeng sat calmly in his chair, he glanced at the four people sitting on either side of him, and did not express any dissatisfaction with their rudeness.

"He said he was not attending the meeting and was not interested in the outcome of the trial." The clown stopped playing with the ball in his hand and carefully put it in his pocket.

"Hmmm! Go on. You don't need to think about Xiao Rin's identity, you only need to think about the necessity of whether the 'dungeon' will continue to exist. ”

With a hiss, several people reacted with snorting, followed by a burst of silence! "We can't identify with this future master yet!" A few more black feathers flew up, and he was not afraid of death to say the hearts of several other people, the 'dungeon' was just a façade, as it was well known, its existence was only an accessory, and it could be banned at any time, and this farce was just for a few of them. "I think Lucifer thinks the same way."

"So be it! It is up to Xiao Rin to decide whether your contract will continue or not, and I can't guarantee whether you will live or if he will live, but as the judge of this incident, he has the right to decide the outcome, and the 'dungeon' matter does not need to be discussed. Regarding the matter of the agent of the 'Black Crow', whoever finds the wing first will be the new master. ”

"The way of cannibalism!" The seventh-level codename snorted coldly, and he glanced at the clown sitting across from him again.

"The host means that he wants us to love each other!" The sound of a silver bell's laughter can always keep the gloomy person's mouth shut.

"Adam, don't think that you are God, we are a rabble, hidden people who kill without seeing blood." The magician reminded Adam Gadammon, the corners of his mouth drooping in disgust.

"The Cleaner will keep an eye on your movements, and you should be aware of his presence." The identity of the Cleaner has always been a very obscure existence, he is not at the top of the 'Black Crow' but can reach up and down, a very special existence.

"I heard that he has been recovered by this future master, so we have to work harder, don't do cannibalism, if you are targeted by this guy, it is better to kill the other party on the spot."

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