The man in the crack of the door lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, said "Wait a minute", and closed the iron door tightly.

Behind the rear door panel, there was the sound of footsteps moving away.

It wasn't until the footsteps completely disappeared into the depths of the storehouse that the little devil said to me, "His name is Centipede, and he is the most ruthless butcher in the gang." ”

Just now I smelled a smell of blood in the storeroom that had been specially covered with essence, and at this time, when I heard the little devil mention the word "butcher", I couldn't help but ask: "What is this storeroom for?" ”

The little devil replied nonchalantly: "Autopsy room." ”

I don't need to explain what the autopsy room is used for, and you can literally see what it is for.

At this time, the little devil seemed to suddenly remember something, and deliberately turned back to me and said, "Centipede is actually a good person, well, a good person who knows how to be merciful. ”

I didn't know what to say about the little devil's words, so I could only smile helplessly.

The little devil glanced at me, "Don't judge the people of our world by the morality of your world. ”

I could clearly sense that the little devil was a little displeased, so I deliberately changed the subject: "Is he credible?" ”

"You can trust him unreservedly," the little demon responded, "From today onwards, you are his apprentice, he is one of Ymir's most trusted people, I believe that as long as you follow him, sooner or later you will meet Ymir himself." ”

"Have you seen Ymir?"

The little devil sighed helplessly: "No, I don't have that qualification." ”

As he spoke, the door was opened again, and this time the iron door opened a large slit more than a meter wide, and the sunlight soaked in the mist poured into the crack of the door, illuminating the big man standing behind the door.

It was only after seeing this person's face that I learned why the little devil called him "centipede".

The man's face was as if it had been forcibly torn apart and then sewn on his face piece by piece, and his entire face was covered with long scars from the stitches, which at first glance looked like black centipedes attached to his face, and his nose also seemed to have been melted, leaving only two crooked nostrils, and burnt marks could be faintly visible on his eyelids.

If it weren't for the fact that I had been in the industry for a long time and had seen a lot of evil people with hideous faces, suddenly seeing such a face, my little heart might not be able to bear it.

The centipede stood in the doorway, looking at me carefully, his face no longer expressive, but I could feel his hesitation.

After about fifteen minutes, he sighed and beckoned to me, "Come with me." ”

So saying, he turned and walked deeper into the storeroom.

When I stepped into the storeroom after the centipede, the little devil didn't intend to come in, but just stood in the door and waved at me, saying goodbye to me.

As soon as he entered the dark area of the storeroom, the little devil closed the iron door outside.

When the two door panels were closed, there was a big noise, and the centipede turned to look at the door, and asked me, "Are you a killer?" ”

"No, I'm a Taoist."

The little devil has said before that I can trust the centipede unreservedly, with my understanding of the little devil, he is always very cautious when he speaks, and he is nonsense on the surface, but in fact he does not leak, since he made me trust the centipede unreservedly, then I should be open and honest with the centipede.

The centipede stopped and stared at me with those somewhat deformed eyes: "Daoist? Practitioners? ”

I didn't respond, just silently stared at the centipede.

It may be that my gaze made the centipede a little uncomfortable, and he deliberately turned his face sideways so that he could avoid my gaze slightly: "People like you should go to Haiting to find a job, why did you come here?" ”

"I'm trying to get closer to Ymir through you."

"Looks like the little devil made you trust me, didn't he? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so honest. ”

"Yes, he made me trust you unreservedly."

"But how do you know I'm trustworthy?"

"I don't know if you're trustworthy or not, but I still trust the little devil."

"Trust him? All he has in his eyes is money! ”

"It's true that he loves money, but he's not a profit-seeking person."

"How long have you known him?"

"Four days."

Hearing me say this, the centipede suddenly became angry: "You are gambling on x, using your own life as a bargaining chip!" ”

"Then you're wrong, I rarely do things that I'm not sure of, I'm a timid person who doesn't like to take risks."

The centipede's mood had become more and more unstable, and now he was so impatient that he wanted to kick me out of the warehouse.

It was precisely because I noticed the impatience in his heart that I knew that the little devil did not lie to me, and he was indeed a good person.

It took a moment for the centipede to calm down, and then beckoned to me, "Come with me, I have to let you know what you're up against." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pushed against the wall.

It was only then that I discovered that there was a thirty-centimeter-thick reinforced steel door embedded in the completely shadowed wall, and when the centipede pushed it, the door panel slowly opened in a sound of metal twisting, and the rich smell of blood immediately came out of the crack in the door.

Behind the door was a secret room with an area of no more than five or six square meters, and in the center of the room was an iron bed, and the corners of the bed were welded with extremely strong shackles.

It can be seen that this iron bed has just been washed with water, and the diluted blood is dripping down the bed board in large streams, and after it lands, it flows down the shallow groove on the floor to the floor drain.

In the corner of the room, there was also a metal shelf, because the position was completely obscured by shadows, and it was impossible to see what was placed on the metal shelf, only the outline of some volleyballs, each one furry.

The centipede pointed to the shelf and said, "Don't you want to see what's on it?" ”

"You don't have to look at me to guess what's on the shelf. Forget it, don't look at it, it will affect your appetite. ”

"What Ymir hates most in his life is the inner ghost, if you dare to betray him, this autopsy room is your home."

"I'm not here to be a ghost, I'm here to talk about cooperation."

"Aren't you scared at all?"

"I'm afraid, I'm scared to death, but only if your broken house can trap me."

Between the words, I pulled out the barrel of the gun, twisted the head of the gun as fast as possible, and then picked three shots in a row, the first two shots broke the door shaft, the third shot was picked on the door panel, and the soles of the feet as the basis erupted a violent force, the force from the ankle, wandering to the waist, back, shoulders, elbows, and finally extended to the barrel of the gun, as I provoked the gun again, the thick door panel was instantly collapsed, whistling out of the more than ten meters, before falling heavily to the ground, dust with a loud noise flying everywhere.

The reason why this shot can have so much power is because I urged the power of the three styles of gold, wood, and water at the same time, and the three immortals came out together, so that they could burst out with great power in an instant.

The centipede looked at the door panel more than ten meters away in a daze, and it took a long time before he sighed sincerely: "! ”