Chapter Forty-Nine: The Last Supper

The laughter was intense, but also distant.

And then again, and again, and so on.

The three of them have a pair of eyes, and they all know what's going on.

Tyrell has the medicine to take, happy.

"What do you think, you can find the dog gnawing by laughing, go!"

The three of them left the monitoring room and walked in the direction of laughter, and after walking for a long time, they were surprised to see a group of young men in waiter uniforms walking towards them with a tray flat, there were as many as 40 people, each with a crying voice, and there was some leftover food on the tray, it seemed to be...

Fish dishes in a French meal.

Damn, are madmen so particular about eating?

A little further on, another group of attendants, holding sirloin steak in their hands, was walking into the hall.

Phantom Fei suddenly grabbed Qin Mo Yang Tianming, quickly took them back to the warehouse, and said with palpitations after locking the door: "There was a terrible guy in front of him just now, it is estimated that it is Tyrell, he has a perception skill similar to 'dyeing', it is better to be one or two levels lower than mine, otherwise he would have detected us." ”

"Does that mean you can perceive him, but he can't perceive you?"

"That distance is, it's hard to say if it's closer."

"What then?"

"You wait."

Phantom Fei left the warehouse, and after a while, he returned with two people.

They were dressed as attendants, and they had been knocked unconscious by Phantom before they entered.

"You two weak chickens won't alert Tyrell, change into your squire's clothes and scout nearby."

"In real form? Depend on! Have you forgotten that Tyrell is looking for us all over the world! ”

"But he didn't expect that you had already sent it to the door, and besides, the boss generally doesn't pay attention to passers-by, and his face stinks a little, so it's not dangerous."

Qin Mo and Yang Tianming glanced at each other.

There seems to be no other way.

After all, I knew that there were many dangers before I came, and now that I finally sneaked in, I can't rely on this to set up a tent in front of Phantom Fei.

When he left the warehouse, Qin Mo was ready to be discovered.

There are so many people coming and going in and out of the warehouse in a short period of time, and now there are two attendants who have walked out out of thin air, no matter how idiotic the people who check the monitoring, they should find out that something is wrong.

No matter what, explore the way first, if you really get discovered...

Again.

There were more and more forks in the back of the three gates, but fortunately, Tyrell let out a pig-like laugh from time to time, pointing out the direction to Qin Yang.

The two pressed close together, hoping that this would counteract the tremors in their bodies, but the effect was not obvious.

Thankfully, the squires and low-level staff were all shivering, and Tyrell's wild laugh was too cautious.

At the end of the fork, through the half-open door, Qin Mo saw Lilith!

Dressed in an evening dress, she wore her blonde hair back and sweated in front of her, not tied up, let alone injured.

What's the deal, Lao Tzu watched Phantom Fei fight to save you, but you saw the steak here!

What is the reason of heaven!

If it hadn't been for discovering Lilith's abnormality, Qin Mo wouldn't have been able to really leave.

She couldn't cut the steak in front of her with all her strength, and her face was full of displeasure.

That Lilith, who can tear the steel toilet by hand, can't cut the steak?

There is a problem.

Damn, fight!

Qin Mo turned his heart sideways and pulled Yang Tianming back.

There are also hot and cold dessert cakes behind the main course, and you have to pay at the table.

Well... I'm afraid I don't need to check out.

Sure enough, I didn't take two steps before I saw the team of waiters with sad faces just now, holding organic ice cream in their hands and waiting to be summoned.

Qin Mo walked to the end of the line and whispered to the last two, "Are you two going to attend your mother's second wedding?" Why is the face so sad, the pallet is given to us, and we go to the warehouse to rest. ”

As if they had won the prize, the two attendants handed over the tray and ran away happily, unaware of the iron fist that awaited them.

After lining up, Yang Tianming's trembling voice came from behind,

"Brother, my third mother-in-law lives in the east of Linkou Town, my horse's name is Nicole, and my phone number is 1348017..."

Damn, it's not too late to say now, Qin Mo thought so in his heart, but he still secretly wrote it down, and then he found that he didn't have the same content to explain to Yang Tianming.

Meddlesome.

Dead balls count.

The melodious rattle of the bell mingled with Tyrell's wild laughter, and the team began to move forward.

Qin Mo lowered his head slightly, fine-tuning his mentality.

Calm, but not too calm, the squires in the team were scared to death, and if they were too calm, Tyrell might sense that he was different.

It seemed to be the command center of the underground base, but it had been temporarily converted into a banquet hall, the size of a basketball court, and the huge screen on the wall illuminated everything in the hall.

In the middle was a long table, except for Tessa and Lin Kong, who had already died in battle, Qin Mo's fake classmates were all there, and Haosheng sat at the end of the long table with a leisurely expression.

Not everyone was free to move, Feng Yao was tied to his seat with his hands tied, his bloodshot eyes staring at Tyrell.

Sure enough, there is a problem, it is said that with Feng Yao's arm strength, it is not like playing to pull this rope.

On the throne, Tyrell laughed wildly, but at the age of seventeen, he had a face full of wrinkles, and he was seventy-one years old.

In front of him was the box containing the magic pills, and Die-Roku behind him was staring greedily.

Those who want to kill are here, and those who want to be saved are one missing.

There was no bareheaded blue-background avatar of Qin Mo on the giant screen, and there was not even a map or combat information.

There were only nearly a hundred names, and Qin Mo recognized a small number of them.

Lilith, Feng Yao, No. 2 Qin Mo, No. 1 Qin Mo.

The last name is Hao eccentricity, and the first name is No. 4 Qin Mo, that is, himself.

This is the order of killing set by Tyrell, an obsessive-compulsive person.

There is no Zhong Sen's name.

Brother Sen, should you really be...

Qin Mo's heart sank to the bottom, and as the team walked to the long table, he put the organic ice cream on the stage, and then stood by the wall, waiting for the closing.

Lilith glanced at Qin Mo, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.

Except for Lilith, Haosheng and at least seven or eight ink boys all recognized Qin Mo, but they all tacitly pretended not to see it.

The plan has only gone so far, and it has been implemented smoothly.

What's next?

"I said, Hao is eccentric, what do you guess your baby Qin Mo is doing now?" Tyrrell asked with a maniacing laugh, stuffing a lot of pills into his mouth.

Damn, what kind of physique do you have, the wolf seven ate a handful and made up for himself to bleed from the seven orifices, why do you look like a nobody.

Haosheng compares his left hand to a pair of scissors, and keeps cutting and cutting.

"If you have one, will you speak?"

Haosheng shook his head, with an expression of 'depending on the mood'.

"Butterfly Six, bring him one."

Die-Six immediately walked up to Haosheng along the long table, took out a cigar from his pocket and handed it to him, and deliberately teased him a few times when he lit his cigarette.

Haosheng comfortably exhaled three smoke rings.

"If you want me to say it, No. 2 and No. 4 Qin Mo are hiding, and No. 1 Qin Mo is actively looking for your location, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack."