Hui Hai suddenly made a sound, sat up, put his hands on the ground, and kept breathing heavily.
The explosion just now was too sudden and violent. He was unprepared and was knocked unconscious.
Zhang Wei, who was slapped in the face so quickly, said in surprise: "Master, you are bleeding from all your orifices, how come you are alive again?"
Hui Hai raised his head and glanced at Zhang Wei, wiping away the blood from the corners of his eyes, nose, and mouth, with an unfathomable look on his face.
"Bleeding from the seven orifices is bleeding from the seven orifices, and death is death. How can they be compared."
Even with this kind of virtue, he still doesn’t forget to show off.
I really admire you.
Zhang Wei curled his lips and turned his gaze to Chu Feng, who was standing calmly.
"Taoist Priest, both of us were hit, why are you okay?"
Chu Feng reached into his Taoist robe, grabbed a handful of glass shards, porcelain shards, and iron shards, and threw them on the ground.
How could a mere mortal thing harm a Taoist Golden Immortal?
"Can you still have fun and play!"
"This is obvious cheating!"
Zhang Wei and Hui Hai couldn't help but complain.
Chu Feng ignored them, turned around and walked out.
In the next few days, death came and spread from Jiangbei to surrounding cities like a virus.
Various horrific ways of death that originally appeared in movies are constantly being staged in reality, challenging people's psychological endurance.
A large number of videos were posted online, causing an uproar among the melon-eating crowd. Many people claimed that the end of the world was coming.
It is worth mentioning that some religious netizens said that this was a punishment from God, a punishment for the fallen Chinese people in an era of materialistic desires.
The exaggeration of the Internet has expanded the scope of communication. The terrorist incidents that occurred in China spread to all parts of the world at an extremely fast speed through the invisible tentacles of the Internet.
Many rumors were born, fermented, and heated up during the spread, and all kinds of weird versions emerged.
Some foreign netizens on China Literature International Station put forward a novel point of view - it may be an evil ancient immortal cultivator practicing cruel spells.
…
Jiangbei City, the birthplace of the disaster, was in panic.
People who go to work, drive, and do business are all afraid of dying on the road for no apparent reason.
Many schools have simply stopped classes without giving any reasons.
The local government, which is supposed to maintain social stability, took strict precautions in advance to prevent the news from spreading. After the news was exposed, it lost credibility. No matter what it said, no one believed it.
The sun was shining brightly at noon on Wednesday.
In Beicheng District, Zhanyang County under Jiangbei, a restaurant called Haokoufu was full of people.
Chu Feng, who had transformed into another person, was sitting at a table, pulling noodles from a bowl.
"I can't stay in the city anymore. I plan to go back to my hometown to escape."
An uncle who looked to be in his forties and covered in mud frowned and said to his companions.
"The project is not over yet. If you leave now, you won't get any money."
The companion disagreed.
"Is money more important, or life is more important? If the money is gone, you can make more money. If the people are gone, there is nothing."
The uncle said seriously.
"that's true"
The companion nodded.
Other people around him were talking about the same thing, and they all looked worried.
Chu Feng came here, of course, not to hear this.
Last night, the ability to predict the future gave him some information. Today, something unusual will happen in this restaurant called Haokoufu.
"so many people"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded.
Chu Feng looked outside with many people. It was Huang Can who was going to be the host of the bad guy system.
A system host who aspires to be the worst man in the world, against the background of the system host who is the god of death, is like a harmless little white rabbit at this moment.
None of the guests recognized Huang Can and quickly looked away.
Chu Feng, who was half acquaintance with Huang Can, looked at Huang Can intently.
"Why are you here?"
Huang Can subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave.
That day, he had no power to fight back in front of Chu Feng, and he didn't want it to happen again.
"The injury healed very quickly. Pindao thought you would need to recuperate for a while."
Chu Feng said with a smile.
Huang Can's eyes narrowed and he looked at Chu Feng warily, but he soon relaxed again.
"Taoist Priest, with your ability, it's not difficult to know that Death and I came to the system host. You didn't come here specifically to wait for me, you probably didn't want to kill me."
Since the two of them communicated with each other through the host city, no one around them responded.
"I don't want to kill you, I want to ask you for a favor."
The smile on Chu Feng's face did not diminish.
"What help?"
Huang Can walked to the table in a few steps and sat down, placing his hands on the table with a somewhat reserved expression.
Today, he is here in person, and there is no substitute to die for him. If he is not careful, he may repeat the tragedy that Liu Siyang blew up that day.
"Let's deal with Liu Siyang together. You specially waited for her here. Don't tell Pindao that you are not prepared?"
While Chu Feng was speaking, he glanced outside and saw a vague figure in the distance, and the smile on his face became even stronger.
Huang Can is a keenly observant person. When he saw Chu Feng's expression, his first reaction was that the person he was waiting for was here.
"Taoist Priest, I have a way to contain her system."
Can you deal with the system?
Chu Feng felt surprised in his heart.
Didn’t the system say that the system didn’t want to see him? Why, I want to make this a bad guy system that can take action against other systems.
While Chu Feng was thinking, Huang Can stood up and entered the kitchen.
Going to do some mischief in the kitchen?
Chu Feng wanted to take a look with his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't want Liu Siyang to appear in his sight, so he had to pretend to eat noodles as if nothing had happened.
More than two minutes later, a slender and graceful figure appeared at the door.
The noisy voice suddenly fell silent.
Smooth forehead, delicate and fair skin, perfect face, cold and melancholy eyes, and an extraordinary temperament.
To sum it up, it is beautiful, absolutely beautiful.
After just one glance, all the men present gave this girl a unified evaluation in their hearts.
Liu Siyang, this girl who experienced crazy killings, was in a very low mood at the moment.
If the behavior at the beginning was the hysterical release of frustration due to the death of her boyfriend.
So now, seeing the constant human tragedies happening, as a person who is not bad to the core, she already disgusts and even hates herself.
"Host, are you going to cause an accident here today?"
A voice sounded in my head.
"No, I just came here to eat. This is where he and I first met."
Liu Siyang, who was in a depressed mood, ignored the attention of the men around him, walked step by step to the only empty seat in the store, and sat down in front of Chu Feng very elegantly.
Seeing this scene, many people regretted why they didn't sit in Chu Feng's seat just now.
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