Black Swamp Club.

This is a clubhouse in the center of the city, and every night, the boys and ladies who are empty of desire come here for thrills.

A muscular hunk in a leather mask and a metal spike belt, and a straitjacket girl in a tight suit that outlines her hot body, swaying on the stage to the fiery electric music and lights.

Underneath this club is a stronghold of the Black Box organization.

Tang Jien has not yet come out of the shadow of Xi Anyu.

Every time I think of him, my body reacts with stress, as if I am being targeted by something terrifying and treacherous, and my soul and body are frozen.

"Ahhhh

Then let out a frenzied scream, and the body and soul twisted together. Revealing Don Jean's appearance when he was a ghost.

- It seems to be a huge body condensed by countless human faces.

"Little Beanding, why are your symptoms getting worse and worse?" The woman named Na, wearing a gas mask and a latex suit, looked at Tang Jean with her hands on her chest and went crazy, and her voice under the mask was tinge.

The other blonde and black-skinned man looked sideways.

"Sister Na, help me find a way!" Don Jean regained his youthful form, kneeling on the ground in a normal way, the smirk on his face revealing infinite fear.

It wasn't like this when I picked him up at noon, and as time went on, Don Jean's symptoms got worse and worse.

The woman judged that Xi Anyu had used an unknown spell to intimidate Tang Jien.

Surrendering without a fight is a very vicious trick.

"The god named Xi Anyu is a heart-punishing, not a ghost-killer." Suddenly, a man's hoarse voice came from the corner.

The man wears a trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat, and plays with the blade of his fingertips.

His body was black and his eyes were cloudy, and any psychic would be surprised to see him.

He is not a psychic, but he has psychic vision, just like the Yang manager of the Great White Bear Paradise, he has had a lot of contact with gods and ghosts, and has gained the ability to directly realize the strange things of gods and ghosts.

"Bangs Haishan, use your big baby to destroy that damn god!" Don Jin commanded the man.

"Oh, respected Don Jean Ghost Lord, my gun may not be able to collapse the gods, only the gods, you embarrass me." The man named Bang Haishan was unimpressed.

"Then what's the use of us raising you, you can't even take a note back!" Don Jean shouted to shirk responsibility.

The latter spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "He has helpers." ”

His arm was still aching when he was hit by the blonde girl's powerful bricks.

"So you ran away?!" Tang Jien counted fiercely: "Are you afraid of them even if you have a gun!" ”

"Guns are useful, but they are not a panacea." Bangs shrugged again.

"Ahh Don Jean was so angry at his indifferent attitude that he was incompetent.

"Alright." At this moment, the woman who was called Sister Na by Tang Jean stopped Tang Jean from making trouble unreasonably.

Tang Jien didn't dare to disobey her, obediently shut up, she looked at her longingly, trying to distract herself from her fiery body, so that she didn't think of Xi Anyu.

"Dongxu's god, Xi'an Yushen's information, sent it to me, that god is weird, you can see things that gods and ghosts can't see, and the divine power is deceptive, and it can't be determined according to ordinary gods."

The woman came to Don Jean's side and caged him in her arms: "Poor little bean, we shouldn't have let you catch that oracle in your belly, if we had shot together earlier, it wouldn't have been like this." ”

Tang Jean, who was held in the arms of the woman, had a hint of happiness on his smirking face.

At this time, the man in the trench coat over there spoke again: "Nanagi Ghost Lord, are you going to go together?" ”

It turns out that the name of this latex-clad woman is Nanaji.

"That god can't beat us, that's why he intimidated Little Douding and retreated." Nanaji pressed Don Jean's head into his chest and said, "We were in the car at that time, and he knew we were coming." ”

"Oh, it's a gaffe to make such a big deal for the sake of raising ghosts." Tang Haishan didn't know whether to mock or sigh, "The dignified secret box actually doesn't know how to raise ghosts." A dignified Qingchuan Yin and Yang Liao can't figure it out. ”

"A wild onmyoji actually came up with it, how ironic this world is."

Nanaji stared at him: "Liu Haishan, I advise you to say a few words." ”

Tang Jean, who was pressed on Nanagi's chest, nodded: "That's it!" ”

I can't admit that it's obviously a ghost organization, but the dark box itself has not developed the art of raising ghosts, but it is such a failure.

Finding a kid from the side of the road casually, and actually letting him beat him crookedly and become a ghost, this is humiliating enough for the dark box.

"I'm just reminding you that although that kid can control the ghosts he raises, there is no test on whether he can give ghost power to ghosts. What if it fails? Tang Haishan woke them up.

"Then he can control ghosts, which is already very remarkable." Nanagi still has a positive opinion of Mu Nanhao.

"Then why didn't you just woo him in the first place." Tang Haishan lit a cigarette.

"You think our camera is a public toilet, you can come if you want." Don Jean shook his urn angrily back.

"Arrogance will bury you." Tang Haishan took a hard puff of cigarette.

"The surname is Tang, we called you here, not to make you complain about us." Nanaji let go of Tang Jien and scolded Tang Haishandao.

But wearing a gas mask, she couldn't see the expression on her face.

"Tsk." Tang Haishan spit out a circle of smoke and said, "Okay, okay, after collecting your money, I have to complete the work, right?" ”

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

He shrugged his shoulders again and compromised.

"Dongxu's god has sent us news, the god's envoy will go to destroy ghosts tomorrow, go to the subway construction site, and destroy the earth and bind ghosts."

Nanagi sat down and crossed Jiro's legs.

"I was threatened by you today, and they dare to come out tomorrow to kill the ghosts? Not afraid of pitfalls? Tang Haishan questioned.

"What if there is a trap, let's go together, that god will not be our opponent." Nana disdainful: "I'm not afraid of the so-called gods of the Heavenly Xuan Realm, we still have mice, what can he do with us?" ”

"It's impossible for another Dongxu god to emerge, right?"

Nanaji is confident.

Nanaji is a ghost who has been cultivated for one hundred and fifty years, and she can compete with the gods of the Tianxuan Realm in the entire Qinbei City.

The black-skinned and white-haired man, named Mouse, is a ghost who has practiced for two hundred years, and his ghost power is powerful.

Tang Jien, a little bean ding, has only been cultivated for fifty years, and he is weak, and it is understandable that he was bullied by Xi Anyu.

Nanagi and the rat teamed up, which is the strongest combat power of the cassette.

Although there is still an ancestor in the dark box in Qinbei, there is no need to alarm him for the sake of a ghost raising technique.

In addition, Liu Haishan, a killer, exists in a human body, and the divine power does very little damage to him, and he can suppress that god.

The three strong help each other, if that god senses and hands over Mu Nanhao, and everyone coexists peacefully, it will be as if nothing happened, how good?

Liu Haishan nodded.

"Okay."

He raised his glass.

"Good luck to us!"

“……”