After eating a few decent meals, Bethune probably relied on these to calculate the number of days. For about three or four days, a new group of people came to the small dark room that they had never seen before.

"The prince of the Youji Palace, Bai Qiu'an?"

The voice was slightly hoarse, and there were not many waves on the face that could not be seen as old. In fact, most of the people around me had this expression.

"Hmm."

Bai Qiu'an didn't say much, and probably had some guesses about the identities of these people. is nothing more than what Xu Le said before, the people of the Theology Department.

There's nothing to talk about, not to mention that they don't care either.

Knowing that the hard days were coming, Bethune simply thought about something imaginative. For example, if Xu Le deliberately murdered himself, or Yu Dinghai was the mastermind behind the scenes.

There is no basis for it, and even Bethune himself does not believe it. Just trying to divert attention.

The tools are all things that Bethune has never seen, and it is better to see the tricks of the Theological Department than to see them, and it is better to try them if you think about them.

There is no foreplay without anesthetic, and the tool with the tip of the blade directly disembowels Bai Qiu'an's body.

Bai Qiu'an thought, these guys probably knew what their natal spell was like before they dared to play such a big thing as soon as they came up. Otherwise, ordinary people are not allowed to die of pain on the spot?

Even if you really know anything, you can't say it.

However, Bethune thought again, maybe this group of theological staff didn't care about the life or death of the "test subjects".

Hiss......

Bethune gasped again, the distraction method was no longer very effective at this time. He wasn't sure where the tools were, but it was clear that they were on some moving organ in his body.

The man at the front came out of Bethune's shaved body, probably because he didn't grasp the distance, and the man's hair was full of wet and viscous red liquid.

The two looked at each other, and a smile appeared on the man's face, "I have to say, you are one of the few guys I have ever seen who can carry these without changing his face." ”

Bethune tugged at the corners of his mouth, almost scolding, "Whew...... Which eye of yours doesn't change color when it sees me? ”

"Yes, I hope your vitality lasts longer." The man was unimpressed.

Bai Qiu'an finally couldn't help it, and the intense pleasure made him transform these emotions into words, in order to relieve the pressure, "Then have you ever thought that if I redress the grievances in the future, you may die a miserable death?" ”

"For the sake of the twelve halls, although death is glorious." The man was neither humble nor arrogant, and continued, "And are you sure that it is still possible for you to get out of here?" ”

"I believe that a warrior of the Twelve Palaces with no guilt in his heart can completely walk out from here." Bethune was full of momentum.

"Then I wish your wish come true." The man spread his hands and continued to bury his head.

"I hope you can kill me, bastard!" The pain made Bethune tyrannical, and the pain between torture and death, Bethune had the most to say.

But let's be honest, there are differences between different ways of dying and different types of torture.

Bethune just thought about it without looking for a margin, hoping that he could survive this hopeless time.

……

Anshi, snack street.

Yu Dinghai crossed Erlang's legs, holding the baked cake in one hand, and drinking duck blood vermicelli soup at the same time.

There was also a young man in his twenties in front of him, sitting upright.

"Team Yu, you're really not in a hurry at all." Chi Baoliang tore the cake with a sad face and soaked it in the soup.

"What's the hurry?"

"Bethuan's kid was brought out by you, and now he has been inexplicably branded as a traitor. This...... That's not right! ”

Chi Baoliang was a little angry, and he snorted and went down, and the bowl was a quarter shallow.

"Isn't it normal to do what we do?"

Yu Dinghai's expression was indifferent, and the frequency of Erlang's leg shaking and the speed at which he drank the soup were basically maintained in a delicate balance.

"But, I don't think that kid is going to rebel. Besides, a prince has such a good reputation and such a good future. Figure what?! ”

"What if Bethuan had died a long time ago?" Yu Dinghai looked up at Chi Baoliang.

"How could it be...... You mean...... Unlikely. "Chi Baoliang is a little lacking in confidence.

"The people we usually kill, those around them who know each other, also think so. But the result? Think about Lao Zhang, he has it all. ”

Yu Dinghai sighed, "It's been another year, why can't your kid's brain turn around?" ”

"Just like you, I think you just went to the back door to go to logistics!"

"Team Yu, do you look down on logistics!" Chi Baoliang seemed to have caught something and snickered.

But it's a pity that Yu Dinghai didn't have the interest in joking with him, and looked up and greeted the boss, "Two more cakes!" ”

"Okay!"

The boss looked at the five empty bowls at the table between the two in the back kitchen, the smile on his face deepened, poked the boss's arm, and whispered, "Get more for others." ”

"Know! Do you still need to teach me? The proprietress glanced at the chef, then smiled and brought the cake to the 'big family' at the table.

……

The reconstruction work of Jiangbei continues, and Jiangbei University in order not to delay the students' studies. For the first time ever, the real-time online teaching mode has been launched.

At home? In a foreign country? In the playground? In the toilet?

It's not a problem, as soon as the mobile phone is turned on, you can clock in and out of class on time. It's a lot harder than when I was in school, where I skipped a class once in a while.

A group of parents are eyeing around at any time, so there is a wail in the groups of students in the major Jiangbei areas. But no fool would post such a thing in a public community forum.

There, they will only follow the trend and send some touches, gratitude, and other related talks that are the core of the article.

Chen Xiaochan's road to becoming a strong woman in business was also temporarily blocked due to the change of teaching mode, but Chen Xiaochan, who had already made up her mind, chose to go to work in Chen Xian's company in her spare time.

Chen's mother was very considerate and asked Chen Xiaochan to be Chen Xian's personal secretary.

And the female secretary who originally looked 'unsatisfactory' was deservedly dismissed by Chen Xian.

Chen Xiaochan, who was appointed as a new official, according to Chen's mother's will, raided and cleaned the large and small corners of Chen Xian's office, including the lounge, small secret compartment and wardrobe.

And successfully found the bank card of the two card wallets, as well as the unknown house key.

And......

Chen Xiaochan held a boxy bag about three fingers wide, and looked at Chen Xian, who was standing at the door frowning, looking through the documents.

"Dad."

Chen Xiaochan screamed.

Chen Xian seemed to be too involved, and it took him a long time to react, and he walked over with a smile on his face, "What's wrong, girl." ”

Chen Xiaochan's serious expression made Chen Xian's perennial smile slightly stiff, especially the dazzling thing in Chen Xiaochan's hand.

"Daughter, listen to your father explain to you, this thing ...... This thing can actually be a lifesaver in special situations. Like you can't swim in the rainforest, or whatever. ”

"You know Dad used to be a soldier, and this is the most basic first aid equipment."

The look on Chen Xiaochan's face did not ease much.

After a long time, he said, "Are you men all liaring like this?" ”

Chen Xian instantly got his daughter's meaning, and said categorically, "Yes!" ”

"Oh, got it."

Chen Xiaochan picked up her mobile phone on the spot, address book, note: Mom

Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the smile on his daughter's face that had succeeded in conspiracy.

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Hiss...... Don't worry anymore.

Chen Xiaochan didn't call, and finally put down her mobile phone, looked at Chen Xian, and said, "Dad, tell me the truth, I won't tell my mother." ”

Chen Xian's unprecedented old face flushed, "This, doesn't your mother often come to check the post." Sometimes it's late, so we're here to take a break. ”

"Oh." Chen Xiaochan pretended to be calm and stared at Chen Xian, but in fact, her little face was already flushed.

"This is a true truth, but you can't tell your mother, your mother's brain, idle all day and have nothing to do, as soon as you say it, she will definitely think about it!" Chen Xian said anxiously.

"Got it."

Chen Xiaochan really didn't pursue it again, but suddenly her eyes lit up and she looked at Chen Xian.

But before he could export, Chen Xian said categorically, "No!" I disagree! ”

"Then I'm ......"

"This is Dad's bottom line!" Chen Xian put on an attitude of heroic death, thinking to himself, it's a big deal.

Chen Xiaochan had no choice but to give up.

But my thoughts drifted away, and I inevitably thought of that guy again. It's really a straight man, and if your dad says you won't let me see you, can't you find a way? Find Zhu Nan and let her come to me, and make a phone call secretly.

Stupid to death......

But Chen Xiaochan was quite relieved when she thought of this, except for her, no fool could still take a fancy to that fool.

……

Beijing, Tongwu Hotel.

The hotel, which has been closed since the last riot, has been completely shut down this time. The boss suffered a dumb loss, but he also met a big man because of it.

For a rich person of his level, it is a great thing to be able to spend money to buy connections.

Gong Wuting died very suddenly, and his body fell in the Tongwu Hotel, which no one expected at the end. They used to be their lair.

The body was found on the rooftop, and the people from the logistics department researched that Gong Wuting should have climbed on the rooftop with his bare hands at night.

It's a stupid act, but the body is confirmed to be correct, and it's him.

Regarding Gong Wuting's death, to be honest, the entire Twelve Hall warriors who handled this task were not very happy. Because they haven't found any other breakthrough in more than a month.

And the only clue is that this Gong Wuting died so inexplicably.

It can be said that they have lost track of the organization behind the scenes.

Qingbai walked towards Bai Qiu'an from the corner, with a stunned look on his face.

"It's a pity that I offended a future celebrity, and in the end, I couldn't successfully complete this mission."

Bai Qiu'an looked up at Qingbai and didn't speak.

"Hey, now I'll apologize to you, can we still be friends?" Qingbai was a little reluctant, as if he was really afraid.

Bethune still didn't speak, and glanced at Qingbai, escorted by two tall bodyguards, and left the rooftop of the Tongwu Hotel.

Qingbai looked at Bai Qiu'an's departing back, his face was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Bethune didn't take the elevator, but stepped on the stairs step by step.

The crisp sound echoed in the safe passage, and where there were no guests moving around all year round, the Tongwu Hotel had cleaned it up very neatly. In the hundred-storey hotel, Bethune walked for half an hour with two bodyguards before walking to the underground parking lot.

In front of me, there was an unfamiliar figure standing in the middle of the aisle.

Beside him, the two bodyguards had long since disappeared.

And the enchantment doesn't know when it will envelop the two.

"I admire your courage." Bai Qiuan looked at the figure in front of him, and his tone was steady.

"That's what I should say." God looked at Bethune with an aggressive attitude.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the one to blame for the killing of all beings and the god of rain by that imp." Bethune said lightly.

"He is a God worthy of honor." God's eyes were full of remembrance of the deceased.

"A man who gave his life in exchange for the silent arrival of other gods?" Bethune seemed to ask himself, "This is indeed a respectable fellow." ”

"Remember what I told you at the foot of that mountain?" God seems to be emotional.

"I probably remember."

"No one wants to start a war, and neither does God. That would have been devastating to His followers. But they must find a way out for the weak. ”

"It's a very touching statement." Bethuan's face remained unchanged.

"There will be a chance for harmony."

"Those who are not of my race will have different hearts." Bethune's tone was firm, and he never wavered in his belief from beginning to end.

The god smiled bitterly, and then looked at Bethuan, "I admit that there is a strong presence among you humans. But if you want to kill the gods, you can't do it alone. ”

"There have been many people who have said similar things to you, but in the end I am the only one alive."

'Bethuan''s eyes suddenly burst into dazzling white light, and immediately, the whole person's figure began to rise.

Traces of the sandy stuff that wrapped 'Bethuan' began to fade away from him with the air.

The golden dragon robe, the emanation of the shawl, and the pair of white slaughter pupils pierced the gods, like some kind of sharp sword, making people tremble.

From the moment the king and the god first met, they knew who they were. It's just that both sides are waiting for a certain opportunity to come, a temptation, intelligence, and an opportunity for a certain big game of chess.

The power and the god of the mountain visibly increased, squeezing through the roof of the barrier, constantly breaking through the shackles of the floor. The majestic body looked down on the tiny human beings beneath the layers of shattering.

And both the king and the god have an invincible will for each other.

"A guy once told me that I would die in battle someday." The Dragon King pulled out his sword and walked into the sky step by step.

Looking at eye level, two pairs of extremely bright pupils scorched the air.

"But it certainly won't be today."

The earth began to tremble, and pieces of earth rose into the sky, clinging to the body of God. The Dragon King stepped on the earth high, and the pieces of broken stones would melt beside him, and there seemed to be no boundary between gods and humans at this moment.

"Under the Chi Xianjia knife, people and gods are ants."