What seemed like an almost life-threatening chase for Rozim and the two Haemonculi seemed to be just a fun game, and the monsters they raised were always just hanging on to the two of them not far or near. pace of.
"Guest, I suggest you finish your meal before leaving~"
"I'll eat (Aminoas)! Later I'll use my pistol to beat you to pieces!"
While cursing, the two ran up a slope and climbed to a higher roof.
Rozim ran desperately along the roof, Evans followed him closely, and then the two of them jumped down from a simple roof that was almost collapsing. They jumped skillfully from one roof to another, but the Haemonculus had nothing to do with it. Questions faster.
They were not in a hurry to catch up with them, they just fluttered in the air like butterflies, and when the two ran to the other side, they turned slightly to the side.
With an ape-like jump, Rozim and Evans landed on the roof again.
But this time Rozim paid the price for his weight as the roof collapsed and they both fell, landing on metal pillars and broken drywall.
"oops!"
Before the two of them had time to get up, two Haemonculi floated down from the broken roof, their mocking eyes filled with malice, and the roars of the monsters around them became louder and louder.
"Oh, it seems our guest is tired and needs some energy."
I saw a Haemonculus actually holding a plate full of unknown viscous substance in his hand.
"Boss, how about we eat..."
"Well......"
Just when their stomachs were hanging for a moment, a dim green light suddenly flashed in the darkness.
"Um!?"
A Haemon noticed something and immediately moved, but it was still too late.
"this--"
The next moment, his body was directly disconnected from the waist, and the cut surface was so smooth that blood did not even spurt out immediately.
As for the Xue Lingren holding the plate, his body "split" in a cross shape and fell into four pieces. The plate in his hand also fell down, and the sticky substance that spattered almost hit their faces.
In the darkness, Lataxin, who was wearing sunglasses, flicked the black long knife in his hand without saying a word. A few drops of blood hit the wall and several blood flowers bloomed. Then he slowly put it into the scabbard, and Finally there was a click.
"Wow! This little brother is still reliable!"
Evans almost burst into tears when he saw Lataxin appearing.
Lao Luo walked up to the Xue Lingren who was still alive, squatted down and slapped him directly, glaring and saying:
"Ah, you like to feed people food, right? It's like a dog! Just for this..."
While scolding, Rozim took off his shoes, then took off his socks and put them on his hands.
"Really, just for this, for your behavior, I will take this sock with my athlete's foot, put it on my hands, put my hands together, I will go as fast as a rocket, I will punish you! I will punish you like a rocket The same thing goes into your stinky mouth!"
As he said this, he actually clasped his hands together and inserted his sock-covered hands into the Haemonculi's mouth.
"Uuuuuu——"
"Be more discerning in future reincarnations, do you understand?"
After more than ten seconds, Rozim withdrew his hand and threw his socks in the opponent's face.
The Haemonculus gasped, but did not look at Rozim. He just stared at Rataxin, and then suddenly laughed.
"You...are not an ape, interesting, interesting."
After saying that, he stopped moving.
Lataxin glanced at the other party, and then looked at Rozim.
"We need to leave this area immediately."
"What are you afraid of? Isn't he dead?"
Lataxin shook his head.
"It is difficult for the Haemonculi to truly die. Unless we destroy their lair, they will soon be resurrected with a new body."
As he spoke, he walked to the dead Haemonculus, turned over the body, and finally found a black silk thread wrapping pattern on the back.
"He's also a member of the Black Descendants."
"What the hell is a black descendant?"
"A branch of the Haemonculi Association. The Haemonculi of this association like to set traps, and then sit back and watch the victim's outcome... At the same time, the Haemonculi of this association are also the most vindictive. Anyone who offends their lives will All will suffer their punishment from the darkness, and even unintentional offenses will bring retribution... I heard that there were emissaries of the cabal who subconsciously wrinkled their noses in the stench of their cells, and were inhaled by the transformation gas. , later that unlucky guy found that he had grown a nose like Ugur, and his eyes were closed, allowing him to better appreciate the stinking fragrance of the secret cell."
As he said this, Lataxin gave a rare sneer.
"But in the final analysis, it is just a school created by the apprentice abandoned by Urian Racat."
Rozim scratched his head.
"You seem to know a lot about these perverted things?"
"That's all I know. Now leave quickly and go back and call the others. Let's go to Wusu City. That's the territory managed by Victor. It's hard for the Haemonculi Association to look for people in a big way."
Soon, the three of them hurriedly left here, returned to the hotel, called Keren and the other three Tau people, and immediately boarded the train to Unlimited City.
Not long after they left, a group of special "guests" visited the hotel and turned the entire hotel upside down. After confirming that there was no one they were looking for, the furious Haemon directly took the hotel owner, waiters and The guests were all paralyzed and taken back to the depraved lair for the most horrific tortures.
And this is just the first step. No one can be safe after offending a black descendant!
After all, their vice president was severely tortured by an ape with a smelly sock on the first day of opening the new store!
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Usama Patton, the garrison commander of the 19th block of Unbound City, slumped on the chair, so tired that he could hardly stand up. Then he threw his helmet on the table aside, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and pressed hard until Only darkness and pain remain.
The entire city has not been peaceful recently. Due to the martial law imposed by the overlord Victor, their tasks have become much heavier...
Since he can remember, this is the first time that he has worked continuously for more than thirty Comoros, but as a half-born, he has no choice if he wants to maintain his current status.
Gradually, he fell asleep.
Then he dreamed.
A voice began to call him—
"Um?"
Osama Patton woke up with a start, jerking out of his chair, his eyes wide open and his breathing labored.
The back of his throat already tasted sour as he struggled to resist the urge to vomit, and sometimes he wasn't sure whether drinking too much or too little was causing this weakness.
He stood up shakily, leaning against the wall and digging into the peeling plaster with his fingers.
Gradually, he realized that this situation was no accident.
Someone was indeed calling him. Usama Patton used a wet towel to wake himself up, then walked around his mansion again, and after confirming that there were no monitors, he returned to the house and moved a floor tile away.
No one knows that Osama Patton has another identity besides being a member of the Black Heart Conspiracy.
And this identity stems from a robbery when he was still the lowest cannon fodder of the conspiracy.
