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It was an underground structure that resembled an ancient castle, and if people who had lived in Astrilla City for many years came here, they would be surprised because they had never seen this kind of structure in Aquaritus City before.

The crimson flames reflected the pitch-black throne, the stone throne, revealing an evil meaning, and the throne was a back.

Below is an army, the army of Bloody Eyes, countless Bloody Eyes looking at the figure on the throne with fanaticism, and the fanaticism of their eyes is similar to the firmness of faith. I'm afraid that no one would have thought that the bloody eyes wandering outside are not all the bloody eyes in Xingyao City, and the number of bloody eyes here is amazing.

At this time, a person came from outside, a normal person, and the strange thing is that Bloody Eyes, who has always been extremely sensitive to blood, has no feeling for this normal person, and this person came here and said to the figure on the throne, "No. 4 is dead, dead at the West City Gate." ”

The figure on the throne did not move, but the voice came from the Nine Hells, "Waste, with the dual life of blood and shadow, is still dead here." ”

The figure on the throne thought for a moment, "Damn, we must not ruin our plans because of this incident, the powerhouses of the Pure Land have been dragged down by the organization, what we have to do is to turn all the survivors of Starlight City into bloody eyes." ”

"Our footsteps will start here."

From here, there was a frenzy on both of our faces, and if faith had a color, it would have to be the color of their eyes.

"This time we also have a task, which is to find more suitable experimental materials for the doctor, and in the past month, we have only had these two tasks, infecting the survivors and leaving the suitable materials."

"There must be no mistakes, and the great cause of revival begins here."

Thus began the great cause of revival, and only this fanatical and cold voice sounded in the darkness.

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Tianfeng Building.

Welcome to the climax of the game, please go to the rooftop.

The tone is still so high-minded, as if he has strategized and mastered everything, has it already been counted as this time?

Game.

At the beginning, Zimo thought that the game in Yan Haoran's mouth was the apocalyptic catastrophe in Xingyao City, but now it seems that this game is himself. In other words, Yan Haoran used the future he mastered to play a game with Zimo.

It's a pity that this game was unfair from the beginning, Zimo was at a disadvantage from the beginning, or in other words, playing dead Zimo like this is also one of Yan Haoran's purposes.

However, Yan Haoran does seem to have the qualifications to speak like this and grasp the future, so he has a reason to plan like this.

It's really not a good habit to believe too much in the future of mastery, but this is a good thing for Zimo, the enemy has shortcomings, so he can better take advantage of the weakness.

Otherwise, an enemy who has mastered the future and has no weaknesses is really difficult to attack.

But the vigilance in Zimo's eyes has not diminished at all, in terms of strength, Yan Haoran is not much stronger than himself, if he dares to invite himself over this time, he must have something to rely on, and he must have made all the preparations.

He wanted him to die, he was afraid that he didn't want to make himself better, Zimo had reason to think so.

Perhaps there is a net laid here, waiting for you to enter. He hated the feeling of being led by the nose by others, but he had to be like this, and there was no room for resistance.

Everything comes down to the fact that his strength is not strong enough. There is also a limit to the accommodation of intrigue and trickery, and when the power exceeds the limit of the conspiracy, no kind of stratagem is useless.

Zimo didn't choose to take the elevator, although, he estimated that the elevator was still running, he hated it, the feeling of being trapped in a small space, besides, in a small space, once an accident happened, there was no place to escape.

He likes the feeling of being down-to-earth, tired, but reassuring.

This is a responsibility for his own life, he has always been a person who cherishes his life or is afraid of death, which he never denies.

Zimo swept the stairs and took in everything, which corner is the most suitable for traps, where is the dead end, and it is the most convenient to hide people, suitable for sneak attacks...... He began to calculate all these things in his heart,

He deliberately avoided these places, it was not that he had delusions of victimization, but at this moment, he had already stepped into the other party's territory, and maybe, ignoring that detail would cost him his own life.

The 50-story building, slowly climb up, and be careful if there will be traps, for Zimo, it will also take a little effort, although there are no traps along the way, but Zimo does not feel that this is useless.

The habits he had developed in fifteen years were not so easy to break, and he was not prepared to change them, which had already saved his life countless times.

As soon as he stepped into the rooftop, he saw Yan Haoran's figure, there was a table in front of Yan Haoran, and there were steaming meals and drinks on the table.

Zimo glanced around, no matter how you look at this scene, it doesn't seem very appropriate, eat on it, or please eat by yourself?

Yan Haoran, which game is this playing? Of course, more importantly, what about the black pupils? Where is the black pupil? Yan Haoran didn't bring the black pupils?

Zimo's eyes scanned the surroundings, his pace did not change towards Yan Haoran, but the thoughts in his heart were constantly beating.

Yan Haoran glanced at Zimo and drank a glass of wine, "Don't look at it, there is no trap!" ”

Zimo looked at Yan Haoran's eyes unchanged, but he was even more vigilant in his heart. Do you even know what you think? Do you really know that much about yourself?

"Sit."

Yan Haoran didn't care about the vigilance in Zimo's eyes and the murderous intent that came out, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, he greeted Zimo, it seemed that he bothered to invite Zimo over just to invite Zimo to eat this meal.

"Hongmen Banquet?"

Zimo didn't directly ask about Hei Tong's situation, but asked these three words.

Yan Haoran laughed, "No, it's a send-off banquet." ”

Although it was a smile, Yan Haoran's words were not polite at all, but full of murderous intent.

The send-off banquet, are you so sure that you will eat me? I want to see what kind of conspiracy you play, Zimo said coldly in his heart.

Zimo sat down at the dinner table, his mouth twitching. You imagine that under the Star City is a disaster, with bloody eyes and even flesh and blood, and there is even the smell of blood in the air, while on the rooftop is a table of food and two teenagers with different thoughts.

Zimo glanced at the table, at this time, he can still get these, it seems that Yan Haoran has really put a lot of thought into it!

Zimo didn't believe that Yan Haoran would be so kind, just invite himself to dinner, and after playing the tricks that should be played, it is the time for the poor dagger to appear.

"Wasted a lot of thoughts, huh?"

"What?"

"This is the food!"

"If you win a prize, you won't be able to get on the stage."

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