dirty stuff

The No. [-] Group of Guoan under Shi Shanfang's charge is filled with a sense of depression and urgency. In just one week, dozens of unfamiliar regular interns have been recruited. The originally empty office area has become overcrowded. The technical group, sitting in front of the computer all day to operate various check-in reports, completely lost the previous wanton and unrestrained style.

All over the world were assigned to Yan Ting's archives team, and they didn't see anyone for nine out of ten days.

The little mayfly had to squat under the paper-married woman's station after eating a lollipop. She curled up into a ball and tried not to show her head. The paper-married woman followed her while she was making the report. Seeing the little mayfly gobbling it up, she comforted her. : "Don't worry, don't rush, the old hag isn't here yet, don't choke."

The makeup mirror on the table was confiscated, so she turned her head to look at the clean glass window, where she was comfortably arranging her long hair, and she could clearly see the scene at the gate of Guoan through the glass.

The little mayfly showed a small head from under the table. Seeing that Mrs. Zhi was staring at the glass window and looking out, her expression suddenly changed in the next second.

A managerial staff in suits and leather shoes noticed their laziness at work and walked over: "What are you doing?"

"boom--"

The glass window was completely hit and cracked, and the splashed glass penetrated the manager's neck in an instant, and blood gushed out like a spring, and the married woman subconsciously pulled out a long and thin red line from her waist. , the thread ends separated and reorganized into a huge red shell, covering her and the little mayfly under the table together.

When he raised his head again, the ground was already soaked in blood. Guoan's never-used alarm suddenly sounded, and the flames outside the office door burst into the sky, and a raging heat wave erupted immediately.

The various groups fled in all directions, bumping around like headless chickens.

The little mayfly reacted quickly. She dropped the lollipop in her mouth and turned into a thin and small mayfly and landed on the cuff of the paper bride. Wen Yan ran towards her, with the newly formed seal still hanging in his hand.

"What's going on?!" Wu Wenyan wiped the blood from the glass on his face with his sleeve.

The married woman took a few steps back, trying to stay away from the broken glass, grabbed a security guard who was fleeing wildly, and shouted: "What happened?! Where's your defense system?"

The whole body of the security guard was like a piece of noodles, his legs were so frightened that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground. The paper married woman dragged him with one hand to force him to stand up. He shivered and said, "Where...where is there any defense? System, after Team Leader Sheng left, no one was arranged to repair the defense system!"

"Fuck!" Zhi Qianniang cursed, and let go of his collar.

Wu Wenyan stared fixedly at the rotten window, pulled at the paper bride with her hips akimbo, and raised her chin slightly.

Seeing his gesture, the married woman turned her head and saw a large puddle of black water oozing from under the floor on the twentieth floor. The black water formed a group of fangs in the air in a way that defied gravity. , a ghost with two large wings stretched out from its back.

The Bat Demon of the Slave Bone Realm? !

The paper in the office was blown into the air by the cold wind, and everyone in the office was stunned by the super-large bat demon. The paper married woman had seen this thing with Sheng Feng before, and she saw her run up and kick the wall and die. On the ground, a red thread suddenly appeared in his hand, it caught a bat demon's head, and pulled it down violently.

The red line was as sharp and mighty as a blade, and instantly cut off the huge head of the bat demon, and its huge body fell to the ground.

"Wu Wenyan! Stab their heads!"

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Sheng Feng was lying on the sofa, his phone screen glowing faintly. He rested his head on his hand and clicked into a video that had just been posted on the Internet. It showed the gate of Guoan, and thick black smoke was emitting from every floor. , the staff fled in all directions, and there was a giant bat-like monster with its neck raised high perched on the roof.

The video shooter's hands were shaking violently, and the video, which was only a few tens of seconds long, already smelled like a large-scale disaster movie.

Sheng Feng hurriedly sat up and went to get his coat. The sudden movement was inappropriate, and his eyes suddenly went dark. He could only hold the door frame to rest for a while, and vaguely saw a figure walking towards him through the anti-theft door.

He knew Shen Yan's figure very well, and the person who came was obviously a head lower than Shen Yan.

who is it? !

Sheng Feng became vigilant in an instant, took half a step back, shook his head, forced his eyes to regain clarity, and completely saw the face of the person coming.

Jing Huan still had that piercing smile on his face, he was throwing a heavy pocket knife in his hand, he stopped when he was five steps away from Sheng Feng, and said politely: "Sheng Zu Chang, long time no see, did my appearance surprise you?"

Sheng Feng stared at him with a cold expression, and said sharply: "The group of bat demons who attacked Guoan were sent by Su Jingran."

Jing Huan relaxed his body and sat on the sofa by himself, with his arms resting casually on the soft back, and said nonchalantly: "The current national security is no longer worth mentioning, after all, the only protector was blown away by them personally. , there is only a group of wine bags and food bags left, and fifteen bat demons are enough for them. My master protects group leader Sheng so much, don't you want to thank him personally?"

Everything seems to be very clear.

"Thank him?" Sheng Feng sneered, "Is it because of him that my information was leaked?"

Jing Huan shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not the master's turn to do this kind of trivial matter. I asked someone to spread the information. Team leader Sheng, do you know why we named it Shifangmu in the first place?"

Sheng Feng said nothing, just looked at him.

Jing Huan went on to say: "Because we have eyes and ears in all directions, of course this is all thanks to Director Tang, if it wasn't for his great help, I'm afraid it would take me a long time to find all your information. "

"Jing Huan, what do you want to do?" Sheng Feng asked bluntly.

Jing Huan gave a soft laugh, stood up and walked to Sheng Feng, with a sincere attitude: "The Lord wants to invite you to be a guest in the slave bone realm, old friends sit together to catch up with each other, what do you think?"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to pull Sheng Feng's arm. Sheng Feng heard him speak in a fog, and subconsciously shook his hand away mercilessly, sending out vigilance signals all over his body: "I've never seen you ghost king, Where did you talk about the old days?"

Sheng Feng was talking, with one hand hanging behind his back naturally, he touched a sharpened knife on the shelf next to the door frame, secretly put his palm on the blade, and drew a crack, the bright red blood slowly penetrated and eroded the edge of the knife. texture.

Jing Huan didn't notice Sheng Feng's small movements at all, and he patiently persuaded him: "You don't know the master, but the master knows you very well." He seemed to remember something, raised his lips and said softly, "Before, Sheng Feng Didn't the team leader ask King Shen Gui to take you back to Xiyi Realm?"

Sheng Feng was slightly taken aback by what he said, and then the anger in his heart rushed to the top of the sky, and he heard Jing Huan continue to say: "There is really nothing to treat in this world. Shen Yan doesn't take pity on you, but our lord does take pity on you. Returning to the slave bone realm with me is the only way out for you now."

Sheng Feng raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "What if I don't?"

In an instant, there was a flash of coldness in the hands of the person in front of him, and the sharp blade brushed Jing Huan's throat and swept towards him at high speed. Sheng Feng's melee combat was always fierce, he held the blood-soaked sharp blade, and attacked Jing Huan's neck one after another.

Although Jing Huan reacted extremely quickly, he could not avoid being scratched by the knife in his hand. It was a great shame for him to be injured by a mortal who had no strength to restrain a chicken. He retreated to the security door and met Sheng Feng opened the distance, tore off the rope of the kit bag at his waist, and released hundreds of ghosts from it.

These ghosts surrounded the only living person here, and Sheng Feng took a few steps back. They were quite skilled at distracting a person's attention, and soon Sheng Feng couldn't find Jing Huan at all. As soon as it hurt, Li Gui's fangs pierced through the flesh and blood oozing out a little bit.

Sheng Feng gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, swallowed the pain forcefully, threw out the blood from the knife and drew a magic circle on the ground with a few strokes, and drove back a few ghosts who wanted to pounce on him, the power of the magic circle suddenly exploded, and instantly It shattered the windows on all sides.

All the ghosts disappeared into the air, and the powerful magic circle was overdrawing Sheng Feng's own strength at the same time. He covered the blood holes on his left shoulder that were bitten by sharp teeth, and supported the broken tables and chairs that the ghosts had swept away. able to hold on.

Suddenly, Sheng Feng felt that he was hit by an inexplicable force behind him, and the cold air swept his whole body. His right hand felt his lower abdomen was abnormally wet, steaming blood gurgled out of his body, and his eyes began to cry again. Dizziness comes and goes.

Jing Huan violently pulled out the sharp knife that had been pierced into Sheng Feng's body, and the latter fell to the ground along the legs of the table weakly. He took out the handkerchief in his pocket to wipe off the blood on the knife, and said with a smile, "Group Leader Sheng, now you There is no choice."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Sheng Feng who was lying on the ground, but before he touched the person on the ground, a burst of strong light shook him three meters away. One hand was already faintly black.

"Crazy... Really crazy! Ghost pill?! Shen Yan, a lunatic, he gave you the ghost pill?!" Jing Huan looked at his hand, and swung the knife down without the slightest hesitation. Out of black blood.

He went to the bedroom and dug out the blood jade pocket from the cabinet, and slowly retreated to the wall to look at Sheng Feng lying in a pool of blood, giggling.

Sheng Feng couldn't hear what Jing Huan was saying at this moment. The loss of blood in his body made him feel an unprecedented coldness. After all, he was still an ordinary person, and he was still a bit short of fighting a ghost who had been practicing for a hundred years.

Jing Huan glared at him viciously, and suddenly laughed again: "You don't eat the toast, you don't eat the fine wine, since you don't want to leave, then stay here forever, no one can save you!"

A ball of flames sprang up in his hands, and he threw them into every corner of the room with one hand, the heat in the room suddenly rose, the flames jumped three feet high, and the wind blowing in from the window caused them to burn to the roof.

Jing Huan disappeared with a sinister smile: "Sheng Feng, I wish you good luck."

Sheng Feng was choked by the billowing smoke in the room, he tried his best to cover the wound in his lower abdomen to prop up his body, and moved out bit by bit.

The whole room was filled with thick smoke, and the flames burned the wooden frame. There was a feeling of crumbling. Sheng Feng's survival instinct made him climb forward desperately, but unexpectedly, the tall wooden frame fell down in an instant, and Sheng Feng had only time to protect him. The abdomen was firmly pressed down by the whole person.

The already injured abdomen was severely injured again, a mouthful of blood was vomited out by Sheng Feng, the air became thinner and thinner, he was already under pressure and couldn't move, so he could only hold tightly the jade ring finger that Shen Yan gave him, Consciousness gradually becomes blurred.

There is only the sound of things collapsing and falling in my ears, but I feel like I am on a huge wooden platform. There are thousands of people with ruthless faces standing under the platform. They are watching him. There are rotten vegetables on the table.

The fear in his heart was about to overflow, and he could hear his powerful heartbeat. Suddenly, he saw a young man in the crowd, his clothes were stained, his braids were loose, and his long hair was messy on his face. His eyes were filled with tears looking at him.

The heartbeat seemed to stop in an instant, and suddenly the white silk around his neck was tightened by the executioners on both sides, and the air was squeezed in an instant until there was only whimpers overflowing from his mouth, his hands locked by chains were struggling frantically, It was so dark that there was only a glimmer of light left in front of his eyes, and the boy was frightened and stared at him.

Two lines of clear tears slipped from his eyes and fell on the wooden platform.

Shen Yan, don't look...

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