Chapter 1024 Fisherman

Chen Ran's hands rested on the table, his fingertips tapping lightly, making a beeping sound, "I hope so, General Chen. Google search read "Chen Ran" turned his face to the side, his tone was playful.

General Chen seemed not to notice the strangeness in Chen Ran's tone, his eyes were still sincere and firm.

-A dull sound of footsteps came from outside the corridor. Although dull, it was very fast. Two completely different feelings mixed together, giving people an inexplicable sense of uneasiness.

"Bang!'

The wooden door was pushed open by someone, and a man covered in a gray cloak rushed into the room, "I can understand that you want to clean up the executive department, but why do you want to destroy the Xi family!" The candle holder asked angrily.

The man who was stared at by the candle holder sat behind a huge desk. The room was very dark, and only a vague figure could be seen clearly, giving people an illusion that it was not very real.

"The Xi family secretly colluded with the old guy Luo Yunshan and prepared to be the military's internal response among us. I had to clean them up." The man raised his head, and his voice was different from his temperament.

"The Xi family is one of the 13 families after all. If you attack the Xi family, you will break the rules and will suffer a disaster!" Bingzhuren clenched his fists. If the opponent was someone else, he would have attacked directly.

But this person can't do that. After all, his identity is

"Hehehe

A burst of harsh laughter sounded at an inopportune time.

Bingzhuren turned around suddenly and shouted: "Who is it?!"

An old-fashioned table lamp lit up dimly, revealing several figures on the sofa. A beautiful woman covered her mouth and laughed softly. Hehehe, this is Bingzhuren, I am here to greet you.'

After staring at the woman for a while, Bingzhuren asked tentatively: "Are you the dancer?"

"It's rare that a big shot like you still remembers me." The dancer patted her chest lightly and pretended to be terrified, "Your appearance when you came in just now really scared me. '

After recognizing the dancer, Bingzhuren's eyes swept across the faces of several people on the sofa. Soon, from his eyes, he roughly understood the identities of these people.

The dancer, puppeteer, and magician were closest to the edge. There was a big sword with a ghost head on the table. He also knew the black-faced man who was sneering at him. His nickname was the Sword Demon.

They were a group of guys who had been notorious for many years, but they had disappeared for a long time.

But compared with these, what attracted his attention more was the silver pistol stuck in the waist of the Sword Demon.

"Did you do it?!" The candle holder widened his eyes.

"Why, you want to thank us too?" The sword demon laughed recklessly, rubbing his fingers on the handle of the silver spear, "You damn executive department, you are vulnerable in front of me!"

"Although I helped you, it was not in vain. You are so famous, I believe you have a lot of good things in your hands. Take them out quickly and honor your sword master.

The status of the candle holder among the night watchmen is respected. He has never been scolded like this. He was furious and waved his sleeves. A candlestick appeared in his hand instantly. A white candle was burning faintly on it, emitting a pale green light.

"You are looking for death!"

With the candlestick as the center of the circle, the area around 5 meters was instantly shrouded in darkness, and the space became distorted. The darkness was directed towards the sofa The upper knife demon attacked from his position.

"Does Lord Bingzhu want to test our strength?" The magician's eyes radiated a fanatical light, and his eyes turned blood red. After getting the agreed benefits, his strength has improved.

Several playing cards shot towards Bingzhu like arrows, so fast that there was even a sound of breaking through the air.

But a strange scene appeared. After the playing cards came into contact with the darkness, they disappeared silently.

The pervasive darkness seemed to have a strange sticky feeling. What was even more terrifying was that from time to time, there were screams of people coming out of the darkness, as if there were beasts from another world hidden in it.

Just as Bingzhu was about to teach these blind things a lesson, the next second , his footsteps paused, countless pale hands emerged from the ground and grabbed his legs. The dancer looked at him with a smile, purple light flowing in her eyes.

His arms were also restrained by a strange force, invisible filaments, and some of them had already wrapped around his neck, as if he could cut his head off with just a slight pull.

"Bingzhuren, you dare to talk to us like this, this is the price!" The puppeteer, who only had one left arm left, had red eyes at this moment, as if he was in an extremely excited state. What was even more strange was that bone stumps had grown on his broken arm, and the bone stumps were covered with twisted and ugly granulations. It seemed that it would not take long for his broken arm to grow back.

"Yesterday I killed Director of the Executive Department, today, you too will die!" The laughter of the sword demon was as loud as the sound of waves. He raised the ghost-headed sword and chopped it down at the candle holder.

The blade left a shadow in the air and shot towards the candle holder. Even the sticky darkness beside the candle holder was split open by the sword. At the critical moment, the sitting man finally made a move.

A gentle force removed the sharp blade, and then the invisible silk thread and arm wrapped around the candle holder also quietly dissipated. A man who looked about 30 years old appeared behind the candle holder.

The man stretched out two fingers and took the blade of the magician who came behind the candle holder and stabbed him in the back of the head. "Enough. The man clearly did not do anything, and his tone did not mean excessive reprimand, but the magician's face changed in an instant, and he took several steps back before he stabilized his body.

His heart was beating so hard, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, hitting his cage-like soft ribs, causing him to wince in pain.

After doing all this, the man turned around, looked at Zhu Zhuren, who was still breathing heavily, and said coldly: "You go down first, it has nothing to do with you here."

After the candle-bearing man stumbled away, Wu Ji was about to say something when she met the man's eyes. In an instant, a chill penetrated her body. She had never seen such eyes before.

His pupils were silver, very light in color, and they had rare double pupils.

Just staring into his eyes, I felt like I was being swallowed up.

Is this the ability of the Lord of the Night's Watch?

Mai Ji was suddenly afraid, and the arrogant sense of power she felt after absorbing the reward given by the president also faded a lot. "Thank you for your hard work. I'll leave the rest to you." The man suddenly smiled, and the sense of oppression that enveloped everyone disappeared.

The puppet master tugged on his clothes unnaturally, "President, please rest assured, since we have received your reward, we will naturally complete what you asked.'

The man tilted his head and smiled: "I'm serious, we are just cooperating, there is no way to explain or not to explain, but if you are willing to help, then we will be more sure, and we can share the new world in the future."

Thinking of the plan that the man told them not long ago, several people present could not help but breathe quickly. In a world completely dominated by disciples, the door is no longer a curse that restricts them, but a miracle!

Ordinary people are only qualified to be driven by them, and they are the gods of the new world!

"What a desirable new world!" The sword demon chuckled.

His rough laughter seemed to ignite the excitement of these people. More and more people started laughing, and the laughter overlapped. There were far more than just the Sword Demon, the Magician, and the Dancer. Behind them, there were also have.

These people were either leaning against the wall or sitting cross-legged on the ground. Some of their bodies were twisted and hanging upside down from the ceiling. Their blood-red eyes lit up in the darkness, like a group of irrational beasts.

"Kill! Kill everything that doesn't open your eyes!'

"After being locked up for so long, I can finally relax my muscles and bones.

"The smell of blood is so nostalgic."

"Those ordinary people who reject us are just afraid of our abilities, they are afraid of us! Hey, they must learn to respect us, we are the gods in this world!"

"Kill! Kill them all!'

"Hehehe

"Hahaha!!"

The laughter became more and more exaggerated and distorted. The man looked at the unrestrained figure in front of him, showed an intoxicating smile, picked up a glass of wine, and raised the glass with a smile, "I wish you all a prosperous martial arts and a new world."

‘New world!’

‘New World!!’

As night fell, the man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city below him.

Still holding a glass of wine in his hand.

At this moment, in an empty square just under his feet, about a few dozen meters away, a group of once-famous disciples were being disguised as various identities, and were about to head to their respective target cities.

The imperial capital and Longhai are the most prosperous and important cities in the country.

"We have been silent for too long. We should teach those big shots a lesson, otherwise they will think we don't dare." A dull and hoarse voice sounded behind the man.

There was no emotion on the man's face, he was still looking down at everything at his feet, "Uncle Ghost, I'm really sorry for you, you put on such a good show with me."

When Bingzhuren heard the word "Ghost Uncle", his expression suddenly became a little frightened, "Don't call me that, you are now the president of the Night Watch, and your status is

"Uncle Ghost, you're not hurt anywhere." The man turned his head, concern showing in his eyes.

When Zhu Zhuren saw this scene, a rare warmth appeared on the skinny dead man's face. He stretched out his arm, which was covered with blood marks left by the puppet master's silk thread cutting, as well as black and blue palm prints. , the palm print is long and slender, obviously a woman's hand.

As the candle bearer slowly clenched his fist, a strange scene appeared. The blood marks and palm prints were slowly peeled off from the skin as if being expelled, and then disappeared into the surrounding darkness.

"These arrogant guys really think they have reached S level?" Bing Zhuren retracted his arm, looked out the French window, and shook his head with disdain, "Five people went to kill an S level, and the strongest one was killed in reverse. , and one person was seriously injured. Such a record is not worthy of return.

The man smiled calmly when he heard this, "There are a group of people who are about to die. Uncle Ghost, don't bother with them."

"What a bunch of idiots, they still want to share the new world with us, do they deserve it?!" Zhu Bingren seemed to have thought of something, and there was a trace of unwillingness on his face, "It's a pity that the foundation we have accumulated over the years will be lost to them. 'Take part of it.

"There is nothing we can do about it. If we don't hand over those contracts to them, they won't be able to improve their strength in a short time." The man said, "It's a pity that they were carried away by the pleasure of gaining strength and only focused on improving their strength. They thought they had touched the threshold of S-level, but in fact they were just on the verge of being completely eroded, and their door was squeezing the last of their vitality. "

"Even if no one cares about them, they won't survive long."

Bingzhuren sneered: "So they are time bombs at the moment. No matter whether they succeed or not, they will explode. We just need to wait until the moment the explosion sounds."

"At the same time, high-level supernatural events were detonated in every big city. Just thinking about it makes people intoxicated." Zhu Bingren took a deep breath with a ferocious expression, "It is really a heart-stirring scenery.'

The man stood in front of the window and took a sip of the wine in the cup. The bright red wine hung on the wall of the cup, with the texture of blood. "Luoyunshan's secret army is nothing to worry about. Crimson is also exhausted by us." , now the man paused, his eyes immediately became sharp, "The only thing missing is that the military's trump card has not appeared. We have to fish out their trump card. "

"These old foxes always want to reap the benefits. This time I want to see if they can save tens of millions of lives in the Imperial Capital, or if they can continue to hide their stupidity and watch these people die!'

Overlooking the dozens of cars ready to go in the square below, the man gently tapped the French window with his wine glass and said, "Everyone, I'll leave the fishing to you." Then he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

A white off-road vehicle was driving through the night. The country road was full of potholes and the vehicle was bumping. This may also be related to the mood of the driver. The man in sportswear was shaking all over at the moment, and the car was filled with the smell of blood.

Through the reversing mirror, I could see two corpses lying in the back row. The corpses had their throats sealed with a knife. There was no chance at all. Their empty eyes were wide open, and blood was dripping down the seats on the ground.

The person who killed them was sitting in the passenger seat at the moment. He was a weirdo dressed as a magician.

As if feeling the man's gaze, the magician took off his black top hat and chuckled: "Just drive to the place I told you to go. When you get there, I will let you go."

The man driving the car didn't dare to refute. He was a member of the night watchman. The three of them were assigned to escort this weirdo to the imperial capital. All the documents for the passage procedures were ready.

But not long after leaving the headquarters, the weirdo in the car suddenly took action and cut the throats of the other two people. Then he threatened him to shut down communication with the headquarters, and then threw him a coordinate and asked him to drive there immediately.

This coordinate was very remote. After searching for a long time, he finally arrived. It was a place similar to a farm.

But after he drove the car through the gate, he was surprised to find that there were still three cars parked in the dilapidated stables of the farm, and these three cars were the same ones that had set off with them not long ago!