'Whoa! ’

Er, Sikong, who was lying in the medical cabin, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like a moment, he spit out thousands of essences, and slapped the bilge with his right hand, and a huge reaction force came, hitting the physiological fluid, splashing everywhere. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sikong directly turned over and got up, lightly clicked the ground, and quickly retreated.

When I looked at it, I saw three people.

Scar and Talker, and a strange man.

The man's face sank when he saw Sikong wake up in time, and the look of disappointment flashed in his eyes for a moment, but it was then disguised by calm.

"Grimace?! What did you put in it! ”

Scar was menacing, and his eyes were as wide as copper pills, and he swept in front of Grimace in a few steps, standing between Sikong and Grimace.

"Big brother, you're awake! How about it, the injury is okay, don't you know, you were actually appointed by the poisonous wolf to become the small leader of the East Nine District, which can be described as a step to the sky, but in the future, someone will rub your shoulders and beat your legs, let you ......"

The chatter pulled through Sikong, with a look of concern.

Sikong was a little weak, dizzy, and only saw that his chattering lips were quickly purging, like a clam shell, and the clam meat was in and out, but his nagging Sikong didn't even listen to a word.

But suddenly, an inexplicable sense of excitement came from all the cells in the body, and the cells that were clearly weak were actually cheering, secreting a large number of hormones, converging into a warm current, frantically squeezing into their minds, and tumbling fiercely.

"Hoo ......"

Shaking his head, Sikong only felt that his heart was beating like a drum, and the breath he exhaled was full of hot flashes, and he shook his hand, and the green tendons were like earthworms from the arm, and his five fingers were faintly swollen a little.

Excited!!

Rampage!!

Wreak havoc!!

All kinds of violent feelings, floating in the boss's hollow head, Sikong looked at the grimace not far away, his lips seemed to be torn apart, revealing his cold teeth.

"You're Scar, aren't you? You caused my poisonous wolf Xingkou to lose a space shuttle, and even made a feud with the white bone man! If it weren't for the fact that your backer Akamiyo was a short-lived ghost and had dissociated himself from you, otherwise, you still want to stand here today?! ”

Faced with Scar's questioning, Grimace smiled coldly, blocking Scar's ghost.

"And ......"

Looking at the physiological fluids on the medical cabin and the floor, Grimace looked puzzled: "Something? What is it? It's just ordinary physiological fluid......"

And with the words of the grimace, wisps of dark green gas rose from the physiological fluid, and with the drift of the gas, the pungent smell disappeared again, as if it was just an illusion.

In the purple divestite powder just now, the little dark green impurities were not extracted from the lack of purity, but were carefully added by grimaces, which could destroy the crystal structure of the residual violet dusting powder.

Just to erase the traces.

"You!"

Scar was angry, his temples jumped, and his face flickered brightly.

grimace looked at Scar sarcastically, but heard an excited voice coming—

"Little boss? So, I'm your boss?! ”

The grimace turned around, looking at Sikong, whose face was abnormally flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he only hit his shoulder, and smiled cruelly: "Yes, Sikong Boss!" Please also ask the boss to go back with me to meet the people below, and let those guys who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth see your wisdom and martial arts boss. ”

"Well said, well said! Let's go, let's go! ”

Sikong seemed to be stunned, and when he heard that he had a group of younger brothers and was in power, he was excited.

"Sikong, don't you ......"

The chatter watched Sikong grimace and the two leave, his face anxious, but he was suddenly stopped by Scar.

"Brother Dao, Sikong has obviously entered the wolf's den, and his injuries are not healed yet!"

Who knew that Scar shook his head, looked at the swaggering walking in the distance, and couldn't wait to lead the singing Sikong, but said with relief: "Don't worry, that kid is ghostly, since he dares to go, he must be sure." ”

"Say ...... again"

Scar was a little distracted, recalling that he once muttered, "It's not sure who is the wolf and who is the rabbit." ”

………………

The underground river, spewing out from the center of this dense cross-shaped dwelling, flowed in four directions, south, east, west, and west, with white foam and a swirling smoke that completely blocked the view.

Rolling up countless whirlpools of different sizes, first hysterical, wantonly rushing in the underground stone caves, cliffs and sand, the roaring sound heard for hundreds of miles, and the entire underground dwelling could be heard clearly.

But as Sikong walked further to the periphery of the cross, the smoother the flow of the dark river became, exhausting all his strength and becoming calm.

With the help of artificial light sources, Sikong can even see the quicksand at the bottom of the dark river, quiet and beautiful, with all kinds of shimmering crystals washed out of the mouth of the dark river, paved into a strange river.

And the cramped road under Sikong's feet is a little stumbling.

The inexplicable texture of the brick has a faint metallic luster, and the surface is covered with a layer of organic clay, filling the gaps between the bricks.

Sikong was smiling all the way, talking loudly, and expressing the excitement in his heart.

But when his eyes flickered, he saw the occasional place where the slime was eroded, revealing some runes on the bricks with a strange style that did not resemble human civilization.

'This place is not simple......

Sikong sighed in his heart, but he hooked his shoulders with the grimace, and gradually walked through the alleys, shuttling through the alleys formed by two-story houses.

And the farther away from the center of the cross, the more pronounced the gap between the rich and the poor becomes, with very different houses and cleanliness.

Along the way, many Xingkou saw this scene and smiled a little weirdly.

"Grimace, who is this?" A star who was wiping a gun crouched in front of the room, his cold gaze sweeping across the sky.

"Oh, this one, let me introduce you, my new little boss in the East Ninth District, the boss of Sikong!" Grimace patted Sikong on the shoulder and replied.

"Oh......"

The man withdrew his gaze, muttered a word, and continued to wipe the shiny and reflective gun.

But Sikong noticed that the rag on which the person wiped the gun was a dense fluffy intestine taken from an unknown creature.

"Well, here we are, this is our East Ninth District."

It is as if from modern times to ancient times, and a particularly desolate and dilapidated building complex has fallen into the eyes of the commonplace.

Household garbage that is discarded at will has a strange smell and even excrement.

Several baby-sized, messy tiger rats raised their dark eyes and looked at Sikong and the two, but they were not afraid.

Next to the garbage dump stands a simple ventilated house made of wooden planks and stones.

The blood stains that could not be washed away were mottled on the streets, and the used gauze and bandages hung on the walls and were displayed in the wind.

However, there is one house that stands out.

The two-storey building, with its insect-repellent lacquered door ajar, reveals a small patio behind it, planted with lowly potted plants with wilting leaves.

The small building is not magnificent, but it is clean.

It has become the most 'luxurious' small western-style building in the East Kowloon District.

And this is the residence of the small boss of the East Kowloon District.

At this time, in front of the residence of this little leader, more than twenty people gathered, as if waiting for something.