Chapter 106 Undercurrent
A few minutes after the explosion.
A phone call was transmitted to a certain dojo.
"Didn't I say it a long time ago, don't contact me casually?" The man suppressed his anger.
"I'm in trouble, put the matter of Xingguang Building on hold!" The old man's hoarse voice came from the phone.
"Xingguang Building? You are crazy! You dare to do it in Tianfu City!"
The man completely lost his composure and stood up from the darkness. His burly body like a giant bear exuded a strong sense of oppression.
"There was a small mistake, and this matter is definitely not a problem for you."
The old man's voice was calm, and there was no trace of anger or sorrow: "Besides, there are only dozens of sacrifices captured, and there are no important people. You can completely push them all into the list of deaths in the explosion."
"Yu, don't go too far. Do you know how much risk and pressure I have to bear in this matter?" The man panted heavily, wishing to tear it apart.
"I don't care about that. Don't forget, whose power did you rely on to break the shackles, enter the Grandmaster realm, and sit in the position you are in today?"
"If something really happens, you can't escape."
After a long silence, the man's tone revealed fatigue: "For the last time, listen carefully. If something happens to me, I don't mind exposing your small temple. No one can have an easy time."
"Don't worry, I promise not to let you get into trouble."
The old man in the microphone also breathed a sigh of relief, saying in a long tone: "The era is about to change. At that time, I will personally meet the gods and report your contributions. For you, transcendence is not a dream of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water."
"As long as you are pious enough and eager for power enough, the gods... will give you enough to smooth out your lack of talent!"
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Outside the Starlight Building.
A large number of police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances were parked on the roadside, traffic jams, and passers-by stopped.
Qi Sui pulled a brown coat over his body and mingled with the fleeing people without attracting anyone's attention.
On the occupation panel, a prompt of 3,000 experience points exploded.
The experience progress bar of the occupation [Berserker Tyrant] is over halfway!
"It's a pity that a few of them ran away. If they were all killed, they should be able to get enough experience to upgrade."
"Qi Sui, how are you, are you not injured? Where is Lu Xin?"
Gu Xiyue got out of the crowd and went straight to the boy.
"Lu Xin, she should have been taken away by that group of people in the chaos." Qi Sui sighed.
Speaking of which, it was Lu Xin who was implicated because of him this time.
The main target of the Flesh and Blood Cult was coming for him, and it was convenient to capture some ordinary people as sacrifices, and there was also a reason to create chaos.
"Your arm... looks very serious, go to the hospital first, and let the people from the National Security Bureau handle Lu Xin's matter."
Gu Xiyue's eyes fell on the boy's arm, hiding the worry that flashed in her beautiful eyes very well.
Qi Sui also raised his arm and took a look.
The skin was wrinkled and blistered under the long-term high temperature of the flame.
It seems that with a 60-point constitution, it is far from being able to ignore the flame.
As for the most serious, it was the last "killer move" that was taken hard. A large piece of flesh and blood was torn off, and the eerie white bones could be vaguely seen, and blood kept dripping down the arm.
After all, the "self-healing" skill is only a primary skill of [Martial Arts Students], and it is extremely difficult to recover from such destructive injuries.
Gu Xiyue carefully approached and observed, and whispered: "It seems that there is still erosion of the power of the old gods under the flesh and blood. If you can't get treatment, I'm afraid you can't save this arm."
"It's okay, I know what I'm doing. Let's save Lu Xin first. It will be dangerous if we continue to delay."
Qi Sui hid his arm in his sleeves to prevent anyone from seeing the clues.
The good news is that the experience value of the skill [Self-Healing] lv9 has reached 9981, and another 19 points will trigger the advancement.
He squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the intersection of red and blue lights, with Gu Xiyue following closely behind him.
Soon.
Several middle-aged men in uniform stopped him.
"Hello, there is danger ahead, please step back."
"Hello, I am a student of Qinglong Martial Arts University, and I need to respond to important information about the Divine Religion." Qi Sui took out his student ID.
He suddenly thought of the three moon badges that Shen Luoyan had shown him.
Indeed, it is often much more convenient to have this thing.
He made up his mind to go to the Tianfu City Martial Arts Service Center to collect it after today's affairs are over.
If it is evaluated according to strength, a moon badge cannot be escaped.
If it is calculated according to internal strength, it can only be a star badge.
The man carefully looked through the student ID several times before making way for the cordon: "Come in, our captain is in front. I still want to remind you that the affairs of the Divine Religion are of great importance. You must bear legal responsibility for your words and deeds."
Qi Sui looked calm and continued to walk forward with the man.
Doctors and nurses were busy inside, and wounded people were constantly carried out of the building on stretchers, most of them were severely burned or trampled.
There were also corpses covered with white cloth on the ground, lying quietly in the corner.
A rough estimate showed that there were about twenty bodies.
Today is Friday.
Most of the customers who came to Xingguang Building at this time were students from nearby schools, and working people who had been busy for a week and brought their families out to relax.
It was originally a beautiful night, but because of the actions of the cultists, families broke up and lives came to an abrupt end.
Many people knelt beside them, crying and shouting heartbreakingly.
Qi Sui closed his eyes, unwilling to watch these scenes of human tragedy. He took a long breath, taking the depression and heat in his chest out of his body. When he opened his eyes again, only coldness and bone-chilling murderous intent remained.
Flesh and Blood Cult, right!
I haven't bothered you yet, but you took the initiative to deliver it to my door!
In this case, let me let you know.
If you hit me, you've hit a wall!
"Huh? Who wants to see me?"
A middle-aged man came over, with a dignified look, wearing a uniform, with stripes and star-shaped badges on his shoulders. He was the highest-ranking person among all the people present.
But Qi Sui showed a surprised expression: "Hello, I have something to report about the Divine Religion..."
"Divine Religion? What Divine Religion? Isn't this just an ordinary explosion caused by a pipe rupture?"
The middle-aged man looked puzzled, then waved his hand, not giving Qi Sui a chance to continue, and said: "Besides, the affairs of the Divine Religion are not our responsibility. We are not that capable. You have found the wrong person!"
Fuck pipe rupture...
Qi Sui's mouth twitched.
The noise he made when fighting with the "missionary" was not small, did no one notice it?
So many people disappeared, and no one noticed it?
Qi Sui did not stop the man as he watched him leave. He knew that what he said was right. The affairs of the Divine Religion were indeed not theirs to deal with. He just looked around and did not see any National Security Bureau figures.
Gu Xiyue stepped forward and said, "Qi Sui, I called the National Security Bureau and they said they would come in twenty minutes."
"Twenty minutes, this efficiency is too slow!"
Qi Sui felt a little irritated.
It is obviously a world-class city, but the security is too poor.
In broad daylight, the Flesh and Blood Divine Religion dared to openly launch large-scale destruction in the commercial district building in front of countless surveillance cameras, and sent out six "missionary"-level martial artists at one time.
He has lived in Yun'an Province for eighteen years and has never heard of such a horrifying thing.
Is this a sentence in his memory of his previous life?
The closer you get to the foot of the sacred mountain, the more powerful the demons are!
Therefore, he did not dare to pursue alone rashly. Who knows how much power the Flesh and Blood Cult still has hidden in the dark? He could only endure his impatience and squatted in place to wait.
Soon, half an hour passed!
The flames in the building were extinguished, but there was still no sign of the National Security Bureau.
Just when he wanted to contact the other party again by phone, a tall bald man wearing purple and gold special clothes and sunglasses strode in.
Behind him was a team of four people.
Each of them wore a purple and gold uniform, with an alloy sword on the waist, and exuded an indescribable murderous aura between the dragon and tiger steps.
All the staff in the system present, no matter what they were busy with, made way and saluted, as if they had seen some great big shot.
Qi Sui, who was squatting not far away, slowly put down his mobile phone and narrowed his eyes.
He was very familiar with the uniforms of the National Security Bureau, but these people were obviously not. Could they be some hidden forces of Xia Country?
While he was thinking, the bald man had walked to the middle of the field, slowly took off his sunglasses, and swept his cold eyes over everyone around him, saying, "Who just contacted the National Security Bureau to report that there are Old God believers here? Stand up and speak!"
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