Chapter 35: The Plague of Beetles

After avoiding the Taliban's quicksilver mental detection, the two pushed open the door and walked into a hookah bar. The six controlled desert thieves followed behind them carrying heavy sacks. No one looked at them.

The hookah bar in Canyon City is basically similar to the dance halls and disco in the real world. The entertainment of thieves and robbers, and of course some illegal activities are carried out here, the main thing is to sell stolen goods, and then there are various entertainments.

On the surface, Aruf also made quite strict laws with reference to other chiefs, but the purpose of other chiefs making laws is for peace, while his laws are for taxation or fines, less money for minor crimes and more money for serious crimes, that's all.

The Muslim doctrine in the Arab world prohibits prostitution and gambling, but it is common in Canyon City. As long as enough money is paid, the city guards will naturally turn a blind eye. However, these things cannot be done openly, so almost every hookah bar has a vast basement under it, where they sell off their money, play with women, smoke marijuana, drink alcohol, gamble, etc.

The hookah bar that Fang Lin and his group entered was the largest hookah bar in Canyon City. Of course, you can call it an exchange/casino/brothel/stolen goods sales place/bar. The heavy sacks on the backs of the six desert thieves made them receive a warm reception. Although there were traces of dried blood on the sacks, these things were not important in the eyes of these greedy guys in the hookah bar. The only thing that mattered was the value of the goods.

After entering the door, someone naturally came to receive them and welcomed Fang Lin, the big buyers, in. No matter what, the surface work must be done well. Just like cockroaches and rats don't like to run on the road in broad daylight even if no one is hunting them. Fang Lin deliberately fell behind and stood still when he walked into the wide basement. The mental detection quickly extended out. It was found that the basement of this hookah bar was spacious, at least nearly 500 square meters. And because of the official connivance, there was no need to worry about "raiding", so in order to facilitate management and monitoring, there was no retreat at all, only this one entrance and exit, which was really quite in line with his mind.

Fang Lin was diligent in making friends with the four big men guarding the door. It looked no different from those sand bandit leaders who wanted to inquire about the current price and hoped to sell it at a good price. Therefore, no one noticed that when Fang Lin approached a big man, the big man's body suddenly shook, and his eyes changed from contempt to dullness! In just ten seconds, the four people guarding the door had become Fang Lin's loyal puppets!

And Fang Lin was at his limit at this time. He had already controlled more than ten people at this time, and his mental power could support it. But think about it, the memories of more than ten people poured into your mind in a short period of time. Even if it was just a fragment of memory, it would be strange if ordinary people didn't have schizophrenia, even if they were perverted like Fang Lin. He also felt very tired. However, if he needed to fight fiercely with others at this time, he could immediately absorb the soul energy of five people and recover to his peak state.

The Taliban's mental detection is about once every one to two hours. Therefore, Fang Lin and others can let go during this period. A thin black man who was responsible for selling stolen goods in the hookah bar saw that the big customers had come, and smiled with a fake smile and let them go to a separate room inside. Such "commercial secrets" about the price of purchasing dirty goods. The hookah bar still knows how to keep secrets.

"What are you going to sell? Don't hide it when you get here, take it out quickly." The thin black man knocked the hookah pot on the table impatiently.

Of course, the puppets couldn't speak. The two bodyguards beside the thin black man looked obviously impatient. They directly snatched a sack from the shoulder of a sand bandit next to them and poured it out with a crash!

The people in the hookah bar were stunned, and then anger and ridicule emerged in their hearts.

The sack was full of sand and stones!

They were about to speak when the remaining puppet bandits dumped the sacks together. With a rustling sound, the sand and stones filled the table. It penetrated half of the room. The two bodyguards pulled out their guns in anger and were about to fire. Two dazzling white arcs flashed in the room, breaking his arms alive! The two men were about to scream, and two electric currents flashed again, blowing their heads to pieces, and red and white splashed all over the wall!

The Thunderer stretched out his hand and pulled the thin black man who was so scared that he couldn't even say a word, dislodged his chin, and then turned his palm and stuffed something into his mouth! It can be seen quickly. A semicircular bulge quickly slid down the throat of the thin black man. It sank into his stomach!

The guy suddenly opened his eyes wide and screamed sharply. His cry was full of twisted pain and despair. He fell on the table, twitching and twisting. His stomach had suddenly swelled up, and it was uneven, rising and falling like a balloon, as if there were thousands of earthworms twisting and wriggling inside, as if they were about to burst out of his stomach at any time. In his crazy pain, he actually swallowed the sand and stones on the ground in big mouthfuls, as if this could alleviate his pain.

The dark and thin man's mouth suddenly opened to the limit,

and then, several strange black beetles, with a "plop" sound, drilled through the man's eyeballs and crawled out!

Scarab!

This is the seemingly weak but actually powerful A-level item exchanged from the Black Stone Pharaoh!

Lei Zhe was very insidious. After he saw Fang Lin buying one of these props, he immediately followed suit and bought one too.

The one in Lei Zhe's hand had been tested in the desert previously. The one used at this time is Fang Lin’s!

Fifteen minutes later, the entire basement of the shisha shop was filled with frightened cries and painful moans! The people inside seemed to be trapped animals in cages waiting to die. He howled wildly and tried to rush out, but the four big men guarding the door locked the heavy door with indifferent expressions and wrapped several iron chains around it.

The shouts and screams inside will of course attract the attention of the outside. The owner of the shisha shop rushed down to the door with his people, but stood there for a few seconds as if someone had hit him with a stick, then turned around and waved:

"It's okay, it will be taken care of soon."

Canyon City is a place that condones crime. Several corpses are pulled out of the city every day. This filthy hookah house is the largest in the city. The official background is not weak, and it is common for gangsters to take advantage of others. Although others were surprised, who dared to say even half a word? I just thought that the power of the party being eaten was not small, so it became more intense. When the people outside saw this, most of them got up and left. The few remaining people who wanted to watch the fun were driven out by the boss fiercely, and then closed the door and stopped doing business.

It was quiet in the hookah parlor, giving the impression of a dead silence. Fang Lin and Lei Zhe stood side by side, their faces looked quite serious, and their eyes were closed. The spiritual power is wonderfully connected together! Completely covering the entire 300 square meters of basement!

The rumble of helicopters was heard in the sky. It was the Taliban who came to patrol again! At this time, Fang Lin's intention of calling the thunderer was revealed! The scarab's division and proliferation not only requires a large amount of corpse flesh and blood, but also takes at least two hours! During this period, if Fang Lin was alone, he would never be able to create the illusion of scarab beetle reproduction with a mental shield! And once the number of scarabs does not reach a certain level, they will not be able to pose a threat to this huge city!

The Taliban's indifferent mental detection scanned this place and found nothing unusual. After all, the combined power of Fang Lin and Lei Zhe is so powerful! Even though the Taliban is also a candidate for the Fool, he still can't see through their disguises!

However, if he was quite familiar with the situation in this city, he would definitely feel that something was wrong about the closure of the largest hookah parlor. It's a pity that the Taliban can't achieve Fang Lin's photographic memory and the ability to store data like an electronic computer. Therefore, after circling twice in confusion, they flew away!

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Forty minutes later, waves of thin, dull, and even more suffocating crawling sounds came from the sewers of the canyon city.

In the putrid darkness, there seemed to be a suppressed and dull groan of pain!

It's even more like the lingering and resentful intermittent screams of the female ghost who died of resentment in the legend!

Some poor and beggars had nowhere to stay and could not escape the scorching sun, so they came here to hide. They were frightened out of their wits in front of this voice. In the dark underground sewage channel, there seems to be a tidal crisis surging crazily!

They wanted to turn around and run, but they found that many small black shiny things suddenly fell from above their heads, surging under their skin. These people's hair stood on end, their mouths opened wide, and they let out waves of hoarse moans in fear. Slowly he fell into the dirty black smelly water.

This is the beetle disaster directed by Fang Lin!