[Comprehensive] Yinglong

As Wen Renbai said, the more you go to the upper floors, the more troublesome the cleaning will be as the floors climb, and the speed of progress will also start to slow down.

Coulson didn't know exactly where Wen Renbai's limit was. Although the other party still had an expression of ease at the moment, his actions were not like drawing a circle in a corner casually like in the beginning to let him and the suspect Sergeant Barnes' man went in and stayed, while he was as relaxed as walking and throwing things on the ground.On the contrary, he began to ask the two to follow him closely, and absolutely not to look around casually, nor to talk to anything he saw.That's right, as he kept going upwards, even without the help of tools, he gradually began to be able to see those hideous ghosts, and he was able to hear those whispers full of resentment and malice.

The more he walked up, the more Wen Renbai felt like he dug a hole randomly, but was not only dug deeper by a group of greedy idiots, but also buried in the hole along with him.What the hell, if this nonsense is not handled well, even if it is a rare species left over from ancient times, it will definitely be the rhythm of a high-level VIP full set of Tianwai Feilei SPA if it is blacked out by Tiandao.

Turning his head to look at the two people following him, he recalled that before being thrown out of the country, Wen Renbai, who had been ordered by his master not to show his true body in front of ordinary people, not to show his strength beyond the standard set by him, couldn't help it. With a melancholy sigh.He must have knocked his head before, so he couldn't think about bringing two ordinary people in, otherwise he would have rushed to the top floor to deal with the pollution source instead of going to the crusade with the brave Yoshihiko and his useless companions The way of the devil is like sweeping the building layer by layer.

"What are those?" Looking at those gray, sad and ferocious faces that were distorted like mist, they roared meaninglessly, tearing each other apart and rising up to send the two of them together without knowing when. Coulson subconsciously asked about the hovering things outside the circle of orange fire.

"They are attracted by fear of death, jealousy of the living, and similar resentment and curses, ghosts thirsting for revenge—" Wen Renbai stopped, tilted his head for a while, and then closed his eyes When he opened his hands again, he slowly pulled out a black and unpretentious horizontal knife with a scabbard about 1.5 meters long from his palm, and smiled casually, "Be careful, people with blood and resentment wrapped around their bodies will not be able to get close even if they just get close." He attracted them here." He glanced at the two people who were closely followed by him in the circle of fire with a half-smile, the simple flames couldn't stop the guys who gathered together, if it wasn't for He mixed those flames with a faint trace of his own life flame, and the two little guys were torn to pieces long before they followed him up.

As a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson's hands were indeed not very clean, and his heart skipped a beat. For some reason, he always felt that the young and beautiful Oriental man meant something.And not only him, but also the man next to him who has always been silent and looks like Sergeant Barnes, but more like the Winter Soldier who has been working for Hydra.The reason why he thinks so is because not long ago, he tentatively bumped into the left arm of the man who had been putting his hand in his pocket. Although it was only for a moment, and the other party subconsciously dodged for a while, he was still able to detect it. The arm under the long sleeve gave him a touch that was not as soft as a human arm, but more like hard metal.

But in this way, the oriental man with a pretty face looks even more suspicious, Coulson muttered to himself, and it was an exaggeration to be able to draw such a ridiculously long knife out of thin air.Look at Wen Renbai, who is tall but looks thin and thin, and who can easily use that long knife to split a cloud of gray fog with one hand, and those wizards from the American Association of Magic who are holding small sticks but neglecting to exercise. Completely divided into two styles of painting, tsk tsk, a low-key oriental born with deceptive attributes.

Since Wen Renbai used his weapon, the original slowing speed has been improved again. Although it can't reach the efficiency of sweeping the lower floors, it is still relatively fast to reach the top floor through the safety stairs-fortunately Dalton This office building is not too tall.

The moment the door was pushed open, a strong smell of rancidity mixed with blood rushed over. Although there were some necessary partitions, it was clear that the space on the top floor was obviously empty compared to the floors below.The ground, walls, and even the ceiling are covered with dry, dark red bloodstains and other subtle things from the creatures themselves, and where the stains have not been covered, some sketched, intermittent and complex patterns are exposed.If you observe carefully, you will find that it is a huge, integral magic circle that includes the ground, walls and ceiling, and is composed of countless small magic patterns. Its core and the source of deformation are exactly the same. It was the one that Wen Renbai drew at first.

"The beauty of Qingben, what a thief." It's a pity that the genius who can transform the magic formation into a large-scale combination formation in a short period of time must have become nourishment in the first place.Wen Renbai's eyes fell on the tangled and dark thing in the depths of the empty top floor, if left alone, it would probably transform into a real creature of the devil world soon.

Tsk tsk, a low-level monster born in the human world, as expected, human beings themselves can overcome any evil.How could he not see it with his eyesight, in the tumbling darkness in the depths of the floor, among the things that were vying to devour each other, the tainted soul of the man whom he expelled the ghosts and beasts at first was gaining the upper hand and gradually gaining the dominant position.Probably because of the advantages brought about by contact with ghosts and beasts for a long time at the beginning, although the species are not the same, the creatures in the underworld are similar to some creatures in the demon world.But even if he wins the final victory, he is no longer the original him. No matter what ideas and ambitions he has, he is now at best a new monster with human memory.

What the hell is there? Even though he couldn't see what was in the depths of the floor, the deep evil thoughts coming from there terrified Coulson.Not only him, but even the people around him who had been silent and almost the same as the background board became tense and vigilant because of this evil thought, and their bodies were put in a posture that could attack or run away at any time.But seeing Wen Renbai who had already entered the gate, when Coulson hurriedly wanted to follow, the opened gate suddenly closed, shutting the two of them out.If he hadn't stopped in a quick reaction, his handsome straight nose would probably have been knocked flat.

Coulson still doesn't know what happened after he entered the top floor and was shut out by Wen Renbai that day.His only impression of this was probably that shortly after the door was closed, there was a desperate and terrifying cry of grief that was enough to make people dizzy, dizzy, nausea and vomiting, and then the dizzying building was torn apart and collapsed by supernatural forces right before his eyes.The diffuse dust covered the eyes, and when I thought I would die here, I only felt my collar tightened. When I saw everything in front of me again, the oriental man was holding his collar and staring at his boss in a daze. I stared.

Despite his gray face and pale face, Wen Renbai looked quite refreshed and stood on the ruins, rubbing his nose in embarrassment and laughing: "Aha, ahahaha, the quality of this house is not very good at all." Well, it shattered after a slight touch. I didn’t expect you to have a bean curd project here, but this time it’s better to dismantle it in advance so that it doesn’t collapse in the future. You should thank me well, ah ha ha ha. "

I thank you big-headed ghost, do you think we are all blind!Even if it can’t compare to the terrifying building of Stark’s house, at least this building is built according to the standard and can be used for at least a hundred years. How can it be broken with a slight touch? what!Fury only felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat and couldn't spit it out. After returning, he would ask the bosses of the guys who used the capital's name as their external address to change personnel. Such dangerous guys should be locked up honestly. Get up instead of being let out and running around!

Speaking of the boss, he obviously looks like a young man, but in fact he is very experienced and skilled in both diplomacy and affairs.For more than ten years, that face has not changed, including the long red hair that is like a burning flame. It is said that the man has been like this for hundreds of years.Terrifying and enviable oriental magic, after all, the United States was only established for more than 200 years.

And the same young oriental man in front of him is said to be that guy's apprentice, God knows how long the other party has lived.Perhaps in his eyes, this incident was probably just a small pastime game.Fury thought this way, if this kind of guy who can't be controlled or monitored, if he didn't also know that the group of existence is extremely rare and bound by the more stringent laws of the world's essence, it would probably be worth giving up everything and even The price of offending an equally powerful ancient country is to try to destroy them all.Powerful power is a good thing, but if it is too powerful to be restrained and controlled, then it is better not to exist. This is exactly the philosophy he agrees with.

"Okay, the matter has been satisfactorily resolved, and I can return home to rest after I have completed my work. If there is any troublesome matter that needs to be dealt with, please contact me again. Remember to prepare the reward." Wenren Bai satisfied looking around He clapped his hands, beckoning the people he brought to prepare to retreat, and then suddenly approached Fury and whispered quickly, "But having said that, you really should prune the branches and leaves and do a good check and care, no matter how lush the branches and leaves are. Once a tree is parasitized, it will eventually wither and die, goodbye."

But having said that, what did those people come up with, and how did you solve the final problem? Can’t you, a guy from the east, explain it clearly, and what is the meaning of your last sentence (╯‵ □′)╯︵┻┻

The author has something to say: He is obsessed with the strange doctor Black Jack and cannot extricate himself... and the Fire Bird is really good-looking. It's a pity that the old bug will be gone before the end

By the way, this will not be a trap, trust me!