Chapter 672: Priest
Donghuang Group, President's Office.
The secretary named Mirika was lying on her desk, her clothes half-dished, her legs tense, her toes hooked at her ankles, and her hands raised above her head.
It's just that it's not the range of beauty that wafts through the room, it's the smell of fear.
Mirika's lips were pale and her face was pale, and she was immobilized by an invisible force pressing against the table, a long, nimble whip with pitch-black scales binding her firmly.
Standing in front of the table, the figure with a face identical to Melusina's face revealed a pair of dark golden pupils in a bright moonlight.
"You're smart, little secretary......," the pretender said in a pleasant voice in her throat, and she reached out and gently pinched the secretary's chin, "but you're not smart enough." β
"Since you have seen through my identity, you should honestly go home from work and leave here."
"Instead of trying to sneak me in the drink, trying to deal with me......"
"Do you think I'm going to lose the smell of the rich sleeping pills in my coffee?"
Mirika felt a slight ache.
Fingernails slashed across her body, leaving a wound that looked like a blade cutting.
Her shoulders were soaked in blood from her chest.
Perhaps realizing that her life was short, Mirika said, "What happened to the president's sister! β
"True faithful...... said the pretender, "but since I'm here, what do you think will happen to her?" β
Mirika's pupils trembled, and she closed her eyes, "Kill me...... Otherwise, I will kill you, no matter how much it costs or how much time it takes! β
"A wise man chooses this time to beg for mercy." The pretender sneered, "And you have to be a hero, what is it that gives you such ignorant and fearless courage." β
"But since you ask for it, of course I can accommodate you...... I will try to make your death painless. β
Raise her hand and lift Miss Secretary high in the air, just by maintaining this movement, she will be suffocated by her own weight.
Just as her breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
A phone call came, accompanied by a fierce voice.
The pretender glanced at the phone, let go of his hand, and let the little secretary slip in place, Mirika coughed and gasped on her knees.
The pretender's tail presses the answer button on the landline.
"Say."
"President! The company has been attacked, please evacuate immediately, we, uh-ah......"
Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted.
After a cacophony of noises, everything went silent, and then, someone seemed to pick up the communicator on the other end.
A man's voice came through the communicator.
"You just stay there, don't move, I'll go over and fetch your ...... right away"
"Dog life."
Doodoo ββ!
While the busy sound sounded, the landline was pierced by a sharp tail.
"Hahaha......"
Mirika leaned against the wall, covering her lips and letting out a suppressed laugh.
Laugh at your face.
She was about to burst into tears of laughter, wiped the corners of her eyes, and wiped her saliva vigorously: "No matter what you are for, now your plan is doomed to fail, you are finished!" β
The impostor was completely enraged by her words and gaze, and with a flick of her whip-like tail, Mirika's body smashed through the glass window and fell from the sixty-eighth floor to the ground.
The tall building is very high, and the speed of falling is very fast, but in just a few seconds, her life is about to come to an end, and she has not had time to enjoy life and happiness in a hurry.
Feeling the rapid flow of air, she finally closed her eyes and whispered "I'm sorry, sister president."
The dull impact of the fall made her feel a jolt.
It's like sitting in a car and taking a nap, and suddenly being woken up by a huge bump.
She opened her eyes suddenly, as if the fall had happened in her sleep.
Mirika looked around, it was indeed an open space, or an open space in front of the group's main building.
But she didn't fall into a puddle of meat sauce, her body remained suspended, and the two forces firmly supported her shoulders and legs.
Stunned, turning her cheek sideways, Mirika looked at the young man who had caught her.
She didn't know him.
So, was my life saved by a stranger?
"Can you still go?" She heard the young man ask.
"Yes." Nodding in a daze.
"Then go on your own, leave the group building, go as far as you can, and take your colleagues and employees with you."
The young man put her down and ordered, "If you stay here, you will be hurt." β
Mirika landed on her feet, and it took a few seconds for her to stand firm, and she held on to the green belt next to her hand, and said carefully, "Thank you, thank you...... Also, be careful if you're going up. β
"Okay."
The youth walked in the direction of the building.
"Please wait." Mirika hesitated and asked, "Yes, did the president's sister ask you to come?" Is she okay, where is she, is she okay? β
Bai Yu didn't look back: "When I deal with the miscellaneous pieces above, I'll bring your president sister back completely." β
He stepped into the building, accompanied by a piercing red glow and the screech of the security system, and everything that stood in his way was shredded, broken with sheer violence.
A day ago, Mirika would definitely have chosen to call the police.
But now, she longed for the other party to destroy more completely.
She took a deep look at the top of the building, then turned and ran towards the exit of the group.
Next, she is destined to be unable to intervene, so she should stay useful and work overtime to deal with these troublesome things when the president's sister returns.
β¦β¦
Because the security system is completely locked, the elevator cannot be used.
Bai Yu could only take the safe passage and began to climb the stairs layer by layer.
And this road is not smooth, there must be security personnel within a group.
The Donghuang Group is also a large group of considerable scale, and the total number of people in the security department has exceeded five hundred, and there are more than one hundred people in this building, and they are all elites, and they are equipped with high-quality weapons.
Bai Yu can't be a killer, so he can only push all the way and faint Renjiri.
One of the small leaders of the security section was put down and hugged his thigh.
Bai Yu was relieved and helpless: "Ten thousand yuan a month, what kind of life are you." β
But these obstacles are limited.
In less than five minutes, he reached the sixty-eighth floor, lying on the stairs with a slight injury.
The last three percent of the security personnel did not continue to insist on fighting, but directly abandoned their weapons and surrendered, and it was pointless to continue to insist, so it was better to take care of the wounded quickly.
Bai Yu also had no killing intent, which gave them a reason to retreat.
Da Xia raised his hand and pushed open the door of the president's office.
The decoration here is simple, and the overall color is cold silver-gray, which is very in line with the character of the domineering president and the indifferent character of Melusina.
It's just that at this time, these decorations, tables and chairs have been destroyed, and in this picture of the construction site decoration style, Melusina, a pretender in a black OL suit, stands there, without exuding any strange smell.
If it weren't for the bright purple purple of the red title on the top of the other party's head, Bai Yu wouldn't have noticed the difference between her and the original.
γDragon Priestγ
[Hazard level: 45]
Heh, level 45 slag.
Bai Yu raised his hand, picked up a box of women's cigarettes on the table next to him, knocked on the box, took out one and clamped it on the tip of the middle finger of his index finger, and lit the cigarette with a flame on his right index finger.
Instead of smoking, he tossed it lightly, and the cigarette sank into the tiles on the floor.
Upside down, like a stick of incense.
"You only have the time left in your life for this incense."
"Confess or struggle."
"Choose."
The pretender stared at Bai Yu, she didn't feel a strong sense of coercion, because the other party's body was not stained with the smell of blood.
Being able to walk here alone proves that the other party's strength is good, but it's just good, and I want to pressure myself to bow my head with a few words.
The pretender gave a look of disdain: "You are really ......"
The unfinished words dissipated and swallowed in a whistling wind.
Bai Yu took a step forward, just such a step, and the sense of coercion and majestic momentum filled the entire room.
The young man's expression could not be called hideous, but he did not say a word, but when he looked at it, anyone who looked at it could feel the violence suppressed under the calm.
His killing intent to choose people to devour is genuine.
With such a fierce killing intent, he should have taken action immediately at the first moment of meeting, and there was no need for a word or a conversation, and the two of them would never die when they met.
The wind blowing outside the window made the room smell of cigarettes waft through the room, and white smoke lingered.
The young man once again spoke in place of Thunder's attack, and he asked, "Where is the antidote?" β
The pretender suddenly understood that the reason why the other party did not do it to him for a long time, and the reason why he kept reason and suppressed his anger and killing intent, was the antidote.
The poison in the golden apple worked.
It was a bonus.
She couldn't help but laugh: "You ......"
Again, the words were interrupted.
The pretender wanted to laugh at the stupidity of the poisoner, but she didn't even have the process of testing the poison, but before the words came out, she felt a strong coercion again, like being stung by a scorpion.
At this time, she was deeply aware that there was no next time.
If her next answer doesn't constitute an answer, then the fight will begin immediately.
After a few seconds of silence, the pretender said, "The antidote is in my hands, but you can't get it." β
Bai Yu said flatly: "So the antidote does exist." β
The pretender frowned, it turned out that he had no intention of asking for it to be handed over at all, he was just making sure that there was an antidote.
So in his opinion, as long as the antidote exists, he will definitely be able to get it?
So sure?
What arrogance!
"Snake venom is made by injecting the poison into other animals and then extracting it from the plasma of the animal that has gained immunity."
Bai Yu suddenly said for no reason.
Then the young man glanced at the long narrow cigarette that burned a third of it, and continued: "Then the poison of dragons, it is the same to stay away, but the production process is simpler, because they themselves have immunity to their own poison. β
The pretender suddenly tensed, for the word 'dragon' had revealed her true identity.
Why would the other party know?
How did he know?
No, no matter how he knows, he has to die, die here!
When the dragon priest revealed her killing intent, she once again heard the young man opposite start to chant a confession.
"When the millennium is over, Satan must be released from prison to deceive the nations of the east, Gog and Magog, and make them to war, and their numbers will be as great as the sand of the sea."
Reciting the poem-like sentences, Bai Yu did not look like a poet in a choir, but urging.
Urge the other party to hurry up, and hurry up...... Hurry up and call the dragon out.
Otherwise, all this will end in an instant.
(End of chapter)