Lao Zhang sat paralyzed on the ground, restless. Then he hurriedly got up and ran to the main hall, carrying chairs, tables and computers all piled up at the gate, several meters thick inside and out.

Then the whole person squatted behind the door, not even daring to go back to the office.

In the past, the famous Anshi County master on the front line of God Slaughter was now frightened by the look of a fledgling child.

I really don't know if it's funny or infuriating.

The quiet and dim Internet café is an empty world, and the clutter makes Lao Zhang even more afraid. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in Lao Zhang's ears.

"Who!"

His trembling eyes scanned the darkness in a panic, then he jumped up suddenly, turned around and stared at the door in front of him, which had been sealed with countless things by himself.

……

Bethune retracted his gaze and sat back where Chen Xiaochan had stood when he left.

The call came......

"I'm done."

There was a noise on the other end of the phone, with constant roars and screams, and explosions from time to time.

"Keep watching, they may be allocated. How many people did they come? ”

Bethune glanced at the corpses on the ground, "More than eighty, a few ran." ”

"What? Don't kid me, I've got it all. Your side...... There will be more than a dozen people one after another, so be careful. ”

Yu Dinghai thought that Bethune just wanted to take the opportunity to mention the matter of finding Chen Xiaochan again, "We will find that girl." ”

"There really are more than eighty."

"Do you think the information of the Twelve Halls will be wrong?" Yu Dinghai's tone became a little heavier: "Since you are stable over there, just rest well." ”

"I'll let you know what's next."

"Good...... You have to hurry up and help me find it. ”

"Hmm."

Yu Dinghai hung up the phone and chuckled, "This kid is really, he was carried away by love." ”

"It's a newcomer after all."

Yu Dinghai was surrounded by two middle-aged men with serious expressions, standing tall like a spear, in stark contrast to a guy like Yu Dinghai who was smoking a cigarette and making a phone call.

"Bethune?" Another middle-aged opening.

"Yes."

"When are you going to make a move?"

An open middle-aged short-haired vest that does not change color in early winter.

"Wait."

Yu Dinghai smiled, the fork in front of him had already been opened, and the battlefield hit the truck from the other end of the closed truck. Each foot of the tall four-winged priest leaves a huge pit on the roof of the truck.

There was even a wagon that had been displaced by the divine attendant on the other end, leaving a gap open.

"Aren't you going to go up the hill and have a look?"

"You just take care of your place."

The other middle-aged man also has a short-haired vest, and even the two look alike, but they are not related by blood.

The only difference is that one has thick eyebrows and the other has thin eyebrows. The one with thick eyebrows is called Song Yi, and the thin eyebrows are called Zhao Ziqiang.

"There won't be any strong priests here, so you don't have to be so nervous."

"We're not gods." Song Yi glanced at Yu Dinghai.

"Is it so straightforward?"

Yu Dinghai chuckled, not even bothering to raise his eyes to look at the two of them.

"It's better to order directly, save you more about what to think."

"Are we much like enemies?" Zhao Ziqiang said.

"The more people who don't like it, the more likely it is, I used to think that someone I knew would not be an enemy, but I ended up killing him with my own hands."

"Qi Wenchao?"

"I can't help myself." Yu Dinghai smiled, the two parties actually don't like each other.

"There is actually a gap between the amount of information between the prince and us." Song Yi's face still did not change, but it was easy to hear some changes between his words.

"Blood, Believers...... Isn't that all we want? Yu Dinghai responded.

"Will it be a god this time?"

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

"The other three places are all back mountains, and we can only spread our nets and scatter them all over the mountains." Zhao Ziqiang interjected.

"After all, it's a god, and you always have to use your brain."

"What's going on with Niutou Mountain? Is God dignified? Yu Dinghai sneered.

"It's a good thing for us."

"The damage caused by the heavy machine gun to the god is too small, and the bazooka is about the same, but the cost performance is not high, it is purely a matter of luck." Song Yi suddenly changed the subject.

"It's still a person with a high divinity and a good natal curse is the most important."

"You're turning the subject...... Are you really the one who came out of those places? Yu Dinghai didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.

Song Yi felt that his face was a little unbearable, so he simply said directly, "What Bai Qiu'an just said on the phone is a bit true. ”

"Do you believe it?" Yu Dinghai raised his head: "Let's ignore Bai Qiu'an for the time being, kill or not, and finish those hundreds of people." I'll just ask how many people there are at this fork in front of us. ”

"Divine servants and believers, it's not more than a hundred."

"And what kind of place are we?" Yu Dinghai is slowly seductive.

"Maybe the place where God came down, or one of the coordinate points."

"So, Bai Qiuana suddenly came out of nearly a hundred people, and then ...... He killed them all......"

Yu Dinghai couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes wandered on Song Yi and Zhao Ziqiang's faces, and the pupils seemed to have exposed their identical, scalp-numbing guesses.

Before Yu Dinghai could stand up, the whole person rushed to the direction of the foot of Niutou Mountain, and at the same time picked up the phone and called.

"Bethune! Run, get out of there! ”

……

Call......

Call...... Call......

Bethune endured the pain and stood straight on the side of the road. The heavy smell of blood and decay began to spread, and a thin mist drifted near the dim streetlights.

The only restaurant was closed for too long, and the cries of children and women were heard one after another, and because there were no firecrackers, the street was even colder.

Bai Qiu'an is actually okay, and he has been thinking about Chen Xiaochan. It's as if there is no rootless and sourceless pain in my body. He didn't know that the pretty face in his mind would have this effect.

It's a shame that he remembered it late, if he had known this little trick earlier. Maybe the red brick abandoned building wouldn't have hurt him out of the psychological shadow that time.

Unconsciously pinching the coin in his pocket that barely left his body, Bai begged for peace of mind. He always felt that the man he had just seen by the window of the Internet café was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But apart from a few acquaintances in Anshi, I really don't have any acquaintances.

Who is that person?

After being idle, Bai Qiu'an's curiosity was successfully attracted by those frightened eyes, if it wasn't for Yu Dinghai asking him to stay, he would probably go up and take a sneak peek.

His eyes fell on the window again, and Bethune suddenly saw those eyes again. Calm, indifferent, and more importantly, those eyes shone with a white glow.

One step, two steps......

Lao Zhang walked out of the window on the second floor and smashed the wall,

Step on the air.

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