There is only one possibility, exposed.

Secretary Yang took out the mask from the inside pocket of his suit and put it on, looked at the entrance of the City Hall, and then looked at the ceiling, in the dark corner, but found nothing.

Although he was discovered by Ye Ningran, he has not died so far.

If that woman had let me go so easily, she wouldn't have become one of the few killers and the object of fear among her compatriots.

Secretary Yang seemed much more calm at this time, and the forbearance history of training for half a year and incubating for half a year could never be obtained by luck and strength alone.

After all, the meeting is still going to be held here.

That's when his phone rang.

"Xiao Yang, the venue has been changed to the Grand Theater, why didn't you notify me?"

"Huh? Mayor? This ......"

"It's okay, then you can deal with the aftermath of the conference center, I have Xiaoxia here, you don't have to bother."

The face behind the mask panicked, and he must have been tricked!

Can't escape from the net?

No, there is hope for a comeback. The mayor must go to the square.

He raised his hand to the sky, and the black-clothed people around him understood, and whispered into the walkie-talkie, "Go upstairs and prepare to snipe." ”

"Oh yes, Xiao Yang," he suddenly said on the phone, "The situation in the underground passage is not as serious as you said, the city bureau has guarded the underground shopping mall very tightly, Xiao Xia, this little girl is also quite interesting, she has been pestering me to go to the supermarket to buy snacks to eat, don't say it, if your colleagues in the secretariat want to be like her, then I, the mayor, are also very happy." ”

"Yes, yes, ......"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, Secretary Yang, you've worked hard too, go back and rest after you're done with this."

The mayor hung up.

On the other hand, a young subordinate leaned over and said,

"On the 23rd, if the 97th mutiny, we are all exposed to danger......"

"You still need to say it!" Number 23 yelled at him in a gruff voice.

"I mean," said his men, trembling slightly, "we can't waste our time here, I joined this organization because of the infinite mana that Lord Asmo has bestowed upon us. ”

His subordinates raised their wrists, and there were no black lines on them.

"No," Secretary Yang said impatiently, "don't you know how difficult it is to refine?" ”

"Please, number 23," his subordinate held his arm and twitched as if he was addicted to drugs, "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?" ”

Forget it, although there is a shortage of manpower and the level is not high, but I understand the child's desire.

“…… Understood," Secretary Yang threw him a syringe filled with black liquid, "Don't waste it." ”

"Thank you!"

Like a dancer in a burlesque show, his subordinates happily picked up the syringe and left.

Just inject here, what are you doing so far, are you so shy?

"The sample is left!" His men rushed to a golden nun in the depths of the veil and handed her the syringe.

What the?! This kid has defected!

Secretary Yang didn't have the heart to look at Xidejia, but Xidejia looked at him indifferently.

What about nuns? What if it is a trick? You don't have my handle yet!

"Please take a good look at the fear in your heart."

The nun slowly approached, and more and more dazzling golden light appeared on her forehead, and she spit out the Lang Lang incantation word by word, and after Secretary Yang was engulfed in a piece of golden light, a strange scene appeared in front of her.

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Six months ago, it was 10 p.m. and the air was getting colder.

After Secretary Yang got off work, he bought a ticket at the ticket office of the subway.

Before entering the ticket gate, I covered my rumbling stomach and went to the vending machine to buy bread.

The last subway was approaching, but he was still thinking about the Secretariat's exhausting paperwork.

Let's come early tomorrow.

On the empty platform, the little civil servant couldn't help but muttered to himself.

Although I don't have any connections, I guess it will pay off if I continue to work hard like this.

He shuddered, took a bite of bread, and suddenly smiled happily at the darkness.

Strange, completely untraced on track.

There stood an identical Secretary Yang with a gloomy face and a sneer, but he didn't have bread in his hand.

Maybe it's overwork, Secretary Yang feels unbelievable about this, knowing that the person on the railroad track can't be him, even if so, he wants to ask who he is.

In the distance, a golden light grew brighter and brighter.

Secretary Yang stared at himself who was slowly floating up and asked, "Who are you?" ”

A cloud of black smoke wafting up, to be exact.

The black smoke did not answer, but re-condensed behind his back.

"Smack."

Secretary Yang, who was too tired, only felt that he was pushed hard in the back.

The wind in the tunnel was strong, and the golden light was getting more and more dazzling.

"Impossible!"

The masked man took a few steps back, and the whizzing train didn't stop.

On the platform, a chaotic black flame could be seen rising around him.

"No way, the cameras were all covered at the time." He seemed to say to the darkness in front of him.

"Don't worry." The nun's voice seemed to come from behind her.

The horizon reversed, the sky swirled, and Secretary Yang stumbled to the ceiling.

A month ago, it was three o'clock in the morning.

A young programmer named Xiang Jingshan is crackling and typing on the keyboard in the white office of Gugou Company.

The grid for him is big enough, but the task is still heavy. The ceiling light in the office was only a patch above his head.

In a trance, he saw himself on the screen, his hair was unkempt, but his face was similar to that of Secretary Yang.

It was only a brief extinguishment.

Is there a power outage? He checked the monitor's light and found it was still on.

As characters and images followed, he froze in his seat and gradually learned the truth.

The screen told me.

Humans unwittingly abuse their wisdom and cause the world to distort.

But the bigger enemies are people from other dimensions, as well as a few groups with special constitutions, sucking the fundamental energy of our planet.

The inhabitants of another dimension, the magician, are able to call the wind and rain in this world by obtaining the "spiritual power" of the earth, and use this power to hide themselves, confuse the public, and run rampant in the dark corners.

The humans they executed vanished without a trace, and the order they ignored collapsed.

The deadliest threat of these magicians is a girl in red.

One day, the world will summon an irreparable disaster because of the girl in red.

However, in order to prevent trouble, the wise men of the human race decided to annihilate the magicians.

However, to fight them, in addition to the technology we are proud of, we need equally powerful sources.

Treat us and our companions as the vessels of this Dharma source, and let our compatriots with less qualifications take the initiative to donate themselves and merge into one Dharma source.

The chosen one did not hesitate to sign the contract and fill the body with the source of black law.

From now on, the magicians will no longer be scary.

From now on, Aesop is your new organization.

Come on, Xiang Jingshan, give up this silent reality and swear to Asmo!

Hunt, annihilate, and persuade until the Demon King appears and destroys the magicians.

"No, it must be a virus, who would make such a boring joke?"

Xiang Jingshan shook his head at the screen, but his back was patted.

"Leader?"