There is such a thing as power, which is desperately pursued when it is not available, and is reluctant to share it when it is in hand, which is a typical super-saturated demand.

Nowadays, conflicts often break out within the small group of magistrates who enjoy supreme power at the Toutuoling Relay Station because of the uneven distribution of spoils, where can other pretenders be allowed to share the authority to rule?

Besides, even if the selfishness and greed at the human level are put aside, what strength does Yan Feng, a woman, have to compare with the four of them?

- Unlike the necessities of survival, such as food, materials, and energy, Madame Butterfly provides nothing more than entertainment services for the upper classes.

This kind of industry, which cannot be put on the table in the eyes of the big guy, seems to be vibrant and full of flowers, but after all, it is a tree without roots and a grass without roots! It is destined to only be attached to the strong to maintain the associated state, and it is almost impossible to find the soil to grow independently.

And now, the climbing Lingxiao Flower actually jumped out in vain to share the supreme power with the oak tree?

It's a ridiculous joke!

"Heh, it seems that this woman should not have been allowed to join the citizens' committee in the first place—she has been getting more and more confused about her weight in the past two years."

The man in the suit pinched the cigarette in the palm of his hand and snuffed it out, and his eyes immediately became fierce.

"Mr. Zhou, I don't think you need to trouble you to do this yourself. As long as you're willing to nod, the Nightingale Bar won't be open tomorrow morning. ”

"You're going to do it?"

"Dead bamboo pole, do you still want to intercede for that woman?"

"I just think that before we act, we should find out what is going on on both sides."

is also a member of a vested interest group, although Slender and Tall is also dissatisfied with Mrs. Fengdie's practice of "usurping the artifact", but compared to the man in the suit who does things simply and rudely, he is obviously more thoughtful.

... Among the four, Zhou Congrong, who has a monopoly on energy supply, is obviously the strongest, if today's matter can be solved by hiring a few dozen thugs, then how can Mr. Zhou go to great lengths to invite all of them to the Nightingale Bar as guests?

In other words, since Zhou Congrong was willing to take the initiative to make concessions and put on a posture of negotiation, I was afraid that in the place where they couldn't see, Mrs. Fengdie also made other more hidden arrangements.

As soon as he thought of this, the thin and tall strip immediately turned his gaze to Zhou Congrong.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you mean?"

"Of course I don't want to have a fifth place in the referee's bench."

Halfway through his words, Mr. Zhou gently tapped the ground with his cane again.

"I must remind you that, as a matter of principle, all issues against magistrates require the public consent of more than two-thirds of the members of the Committee before they can be formally contemplated.

Yan Feng, a woman, has never fought unprepared battles, and since she has endured it until now before revealing her clues, I can only think that most of the committee members have been moved by her. ”

“... Two-thirds of the seats? There must be 11 of them! ”

"In other words, except for the four of us, most of the committee members are on each other's side? How is this possible..."

Zhou Congrong's prompt made several people fall silent, but the former did not leave them much time to think.

He shook off the crowd and walked towards the main entrance of the bar, personally kicking off the crisis tonight.

...

On the other side, Lu Fuyan, who was trapped in the phase space, finally completed the first transaction with the evil god after several twists and turns.

Although the trade interface did not show a specific change in favorability, after Lu delivered the required military materials, the six huge tentacles that were enough to penetrate the stars finally converged in turn and returned to their original positions.

The deep starry sky immediately returned to calm, and the mysterious power blocking the retreat gradually dissipated...

If Lu Fuyan, who was amnestied, saw this, how dare he delay?

He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to open the blind box, and immediately started running!

So the scenes that I had experienced before began to play backwards again... Lao Lu desperately rushed out of the darkness, and then page by page, restored the folded and misplaced world to normal.

During this period, after a lot of tossing, until the last piece of the "puzzle" fell back into place, Lu felt the existence of his body again, and sat back on the leather sofa...

After returning to reality, he immediately pulled off his windproof glasses and gasped for breath in desperation! It's as if the drowning crew has finally rushed out of the water!

And Miss Zhao had already sat back on the opposite side for a long time, and seemed not surprised by Lu Fuyan's embarrassed performance.

"See? Which one exactly? ”

"How do I know which one it is..."

"What does He look like?"

"With six tentacles, it's scary!"

"Tentacles don't count"

Miss Zhao shook her head slightly.

"Just now Phase Space only intercepted the six latitude basics, so whichever one you see will have six spiky synapses. Are there any other characteristics? ”

"I don't see much else... It's vaguely a red lump, and the whole body is thorny, like a bit like a sea urchin? ”

"Sphere or spindle?"

"Spindle."

"Oh, that looks like a 'war ghost'... You're lucky you didn't get into more trouble. ”

“...”

Lu Fuyan stuck an old groove in his chest, and almost suffocated his internal injuries...

Almost being kissed and hugged by a tentacle monster the size of a planet is considered lucky?

What a shit criterion this is!

He wanted to reveal the inside story of his deal with the evil god and ask Miss Zhao to answer his questions, but then, on the other hand, the worry made him swallow the words back to his mouth.

Obviously, listening to Miss Zhao's tone just now, she was attributed the extraordinary power in his body to the evil god called "War Ghost".

However, according to Lu's own actual experience, the First Republic brought by the system and the giant tentacle monster are not at all homologous.

In other words, either the power of the evil gods residing in someone Lu's body is particularly special, and he can even exchange information with the evil gods of other paths and communicate with each other; Either that, or he has more than one kind of supernatural power...

From the perspective of personal gains and losses, neither of these may be good things - especially in combination with Miss Zhao's previous remarks about harmless treatment, Lu Fuyan instantly felt a lot of pressure!

But if you choose to hide it and not report it, it doesn't seem to be a foolproof solution...

Not to mention that the corrosion of the evil god may gradually increase over time, just thinking about the risk of being caught by Miss Zhao again during the "bail pending trial" period, Lu is completely unable to bear it now!

... When he was in a dilemma, Lao Lu's brain also began to run rapidly. Finally, after a short but careful weighing, he finally made up his mind.

"Miss Zhao, I don't know what the basis for your judgment is, but I don't think it's that simple..."

Avoiding it is not always the way to go.

Lu Fuyan took a deep breath and decided to selectively reveal some information that had little impact on his personal safety before the situation became clear.

"Just now in Phase Space, I went far beyond a sneak peek at the evil god... In fact, he sent me some souvenirs. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Manjun immediately became serious.

Even the one-eyed old captain who had been guarding the door before took two steps back and vaguely shifted to the rear of Lu Fuyan's side.

All this was seen by Lao Lu, but he didn't make any additional indications.

"What is it?"

"I don't know, I didn't have time to take a closer look..."

Miss Zhao nodded calmly when she heard this, and gestured to the old captain.

The latter then understood.

He first grabbed the back of his neck and lifted Boss Chen, who was shrunk in the corner.

After the two of them left the private room, the old captain pulled out a lever from the outer wall and pulled it down.

Suddenly, a mechanical collision sound of gears turning sounded, and Lu Fuyan, who was sitting in the room, could not see the complete changes on the surface, but the self-locking door and the iron gate lowered on the inside of the one-way glass still faintly revealed some clues...

He turned his head to look at Zhao Manyun, only to find that Miss Zhao had already gotten up and stood in the middle of the room.

Her once rosy skin became clear and pale.

A broken sword, only the length of a palm, was held in the left hand, and a black ring mark appeared on the index finger of the right hand.

The ring mark quickly expanded, eventually covering the entire right hand with a thin layer of black ice, emitting a bitter chill.

- Compared to the small scene of random shooting in the slave shop earlier, Miss Zhao at this moment shows the state of the transcendent for the first time!

As the target of the target, Lu Fuyan also raised his heart to his throat because of this.

... Finally, the tense atmosphere brewed to the extreme in the private room, and was broken by Miss Zhao's instructions.

"Now verify it... See what souvenirs you got from Him. ”