I looked at Tang Xiaoya and asked them, "What's the situation in Jiangcheng now?" Old beggar, how are they doing? ”

Tang Xiaoya shrugged and said, "I don't know, when our side was first attacked by that clown and immortal, we didn't see those Daomen guys come to help. According to me, I guess they also have the intention of watching the show in secret, thinking that we should fight with those guys, and it would be better to die together......"

Speaking of this, Tang Xiaoya's face flashed with a little disgust, and said, "The people of the Daomen are not all the way with us!" ”

Tang Xiaoya is obviously prejudiced against the people of the Daomen, so I simply don't ask.

Some guests were attacked here, but the people from the Daomen did not show up, either there was a problem on their side, or as Tang Xiaoya said, the people of the Daomen wanted to weaken the power of our side of the guests, and even wanted to directly let us have a guest to disappear from Jiangcheng.

Either way, we'll know the outcome after dawn.

Now that the entire street of Entertainment Street is guarded by Yin soldiers, the security issue here is absolutely proper, and I won't worry about other places in Jiangcheng for the time being.

If the people of the Daomen suffer heavy losses, then they can only be blamed for their lack of ability.

Looking at Lan Yao, she hugged the silly dog, and stayed by my side a little timidly as before, except for the old appearance that shocked me at the beginning, the feeling of standing next to me now is no different from before.

I didn't dislike it because I was old, which made me feel like I couldn't say it.

"Didn't I let Wang Tong and He Jing tell you that you don't want to come to Jiangcheng recently? What are you doing here? I asked softly.

Hearing this, Lan Yao lowered her head and responded in a voice like a mosquito: "I feel very uncomfortable, I dreamed that something would happen to you, so I came over......"

"Whew~"

The stupid dog in Lan Yao's arms barked at me, and made a fierce gesture of baring his teeth, as if he blamed me for not treating Lan Yao's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

"Smack~"

slapped the stupid dog's head, it was still the same feeling as it was at the beginning, very good.

This dog thing, if you don't beat it up, it feels like something is missing.

The stupid dog was a little blindfolded, and after recovering from his senses, he barked at me, looking very angry, if it wasn't for Lan Yao holding it deadly, this thing would definitely rush over and tear me desperately.

"Ahhh......h

At this time, there was a terrible wail from upstairs.

Originally, I wanted to talk to Lan Yao, but now it seems that it is more important to try those guys first.

The Immortals, the Black Queen, and the Prisoner are all high-level leaders of the mysterious laboratory, and they must know more about the mysterious laboratory than the ugly women.

The butcher's room, which temporarily served as an interrogation room.

After entering the butcher's room, a thick bloody aura suddenly rushed towards him, I knew that the interrogation that the butcher participated in would definitely be bloody and tragic, so I didn't let Lan Yao follow.

The black gauze girl and the steel man were already a puddle of mud, and they were being tortured by the ugly girl and the martial arts hall master at this time, and the ugly girl's bewitchment and the many blood-red insects in the eyes of the martial arts hall owner directly enveloped the black gauze woman and the steel man.

Originally, it shouldn't be possible for the ugly girl and their strength to cause any damage to the black gauze girl and the steel man, after all, the power gap between them is a bit big.

However, the current black gauze girl and steel man have suffered heavy losses, and they are basically wasted, so it is naturally difficult to resist the invasion of ugly women and their power.

However, compared to the butcher's side, the ugly girls are still too gentle.

"Bang ......"

The butcher was holding a large kitchen knife and chopping on top of the huge cutting board.

On the huge cutting board, bloody minced meat was splashed, and the short-haired middle-aged man nicknamed the Immortal was nailed to the huge cutting board, and the butcher kept chopping with a large kitchen knife, and a miserable howl came out of the short-haired middle-aged man of the Immortal.

Under the chopping board, there were already a lot of stumps and flesh, and every time the butcher chopped off a large piece of flesh and bones on the short-haired man, but as the green light on the short-haired man's body flashed, his body would quickly recover and regenerate.

Of course, such a severed arm rebirth is not unlimited.

The short-haired middle-aged man's face was pale, as if he was about to lose his strength, his spirit was extremely sluggish, and the recovery speed of his crippled body was much slower, and it seemed that he was about to reach his limit.

The butcher obviously hated this short-haired man a lot, and it was estimated that it had something to do with what happened in that small armed base before, the knife fell, and every time it was accurately chopped on the limbs of the short-haired middle-aged man, and it did not slash at his head, heart and other fatal places, it was torturing the short-haired middle-aged man.

"Kill me...... Kill me......"

The weakness of the short-haired middle-aged man seemed to be unable to bear such torture.