The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

People in the small world of Zhoudao don't know that on the other side of the earth, in peaceful days, the world's upsurge has gathered here.

After Cen Jin glanced at Mie coldly and madly, he fell vertically. Ding Yiqing subconsciously grabbed his wrist and let go of it in less than two seconds, watching him fall from a tall building and being caught by his companions.

Ding Yiqing covered the camera, and the live broadcast went black again, ignoring the frantic influx of viewers.

The boss had no time to manage, so that the live broadcast room was so crowded that there was a brief freeze. The administrator first noticed the live broadcast room, and after going in to check, he found a black screen.

A group of spectators who heard the news were kicked out of the room as soon as they got a taste of it, and almost used the keyboard to output violence.

But at this moment they were restrained, thinking that the host had turned it off, so they rushed into Lao Pang and his friend's live broadcast room to ask when it would open.

Lao Pang was a little confused, just said to wait a while, and then pondered for a while, when his friend reminded that the live broadcast room was blocked, he was shocked, and quickly sent a private message to remind the room management, but no one read the message for a long time, and finally had to go to the battle to appeal to the administrator .

In this way, it takes some time.

On this side, Wu Lan and others caught the exhausted Cen Jin and dragged him into a private building to rest. Kong Jiawen quickly ran down to them with a medical kit, water and food, and there were other people in the building with clean clothes. clothes and quilts to keep them warm.

Although they were a little afraid of the supernaturalness shown by these young people, they could tell right from wrong. If it weren't for these young people, they and their families might have died.

Kong Jiawen ran up and down, showing great hospitality, until the six of them changed into clean clothes and drank hot water, then helped grandpa down to express his gratitude.

"Well, I want to ask if Zhoudao will be in danger?"

"Do you want to ask if the water ghouls in the sea will come up again?" Totem was covered in bandages, shaking his head and said, "Probably not, it should be the last wave, and they were all slaughtered."

Kong Jiawen was relieved.

Wu Lan: "Five o'clock... Will the storm last until tomorrow?"

Kong Jiawen's grandfather said: "No. It will stop in half an hour."

"So fast?" Yu Wen looked at the violent storm outside, and couldn't believe it would stop within half an hour.

"The weather at sea is changeable." Huang Jiang said: "Grandfather Confucius was a fisherman before and knew the topography of islands, but he didn't find water ghouls in the sea before?"

Grandfather Confucius’ ears were not very good, and after repeated reminders from Kong Jiawen, he said tremblingly: “That’s a water ghost! Our ancestors told us that we can’t go to sea during heavy rain, and there are water ghosts in the sea.”

Huang Jiang noticed something wrong: "Could it be that you knew there were water ghosts in the sea when you were young?"

Grandpa Confucius nodded: "I have seen the corpse."

The others gasped, realizing something was wrong.

The Sanxiang headquarters building was built on Zhoudao only a dozen years ago, and Grandpa Confucius must have been around seventy or eighty years ago. Water ghouls existed at least six to seventy years ago, so where did they come from?

Wu Lan: "It's better to go back as soon as possible." She asked Grandpa Kong: "Do you have a boat?"

Kong Jiawen: "There is a fishing boat. If you want to go to sea, I can take you back. By the way, call the police, the signal is broken again."

Wu Lan thanked her, then sat down and looked at the rough sea, and waited quietly with the others for the end of the storm.

Of course, everyone was full of doubts, especially doubts about Huangmao's force and extraordinary skills, but he was in a coma at the moment and couldn't ask.

***

Harbor Command.

The asuras hid in the clouds and exposed their upper body, like the heavenly soldiers and generals in the murals. Accompanied by thunder and lightning, torrential rain and strong wind, the scene was no less than a hundred thousand troops approaching the city.

All the Asuras shouted in unison, leaned their upper body back, raised their spears high, and threw them vigorously at the military area. There was a sound of swishing, like thousands of arrows being fired, and the black spears fell over the military area, about to touch the building. At that moment, it stopped abruptly, snapping off at the middle, as if hitting a solid transparent film, and then the weapon was broken off by the force attached to the film.

The spears hit each other one after another, broke, and fell to the metal sticks on the ground with a crackling sound. From a distance, it looked like a large number of mosquitoes that had inhaled a high concentration of insecticide fell.

When the intensive firepower came to an end, the sea surface was already covered with broken metal sticks.

Shaking his flip flops, the boss grinned, showing his white teeth, and said, "No more guns? Then it's my turn."

He stretched out his hands, the metal sticks on the sea trembled, rose into the air to a height of three or four meters from the sea level, arranged neatly, with sharp ends pointing up one after another, the boss waved his palms lightly, and the doubled metal sticks Qi Shushua threw it towards the thick clouds, rushed to Yijuechen, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The Asuras retreated in a hurry, although they reacted fast enough, they were still a step too slow. The sound of the sharp metal sticks sinking into the soft flesh was covered by thunder and lightning, and they fell silently into the bottom of the sea. After a while, the corpse floated to the surface.

The asuras who are still alive continue to attack, like eagles attacking prey in the air. One group will deal with the boss, and the other group will go deep into the base. scratches.

Asura, who flew over the high-rise building, turned over in the air and threw the spear in his hand. It was as powerful as a cannonball, and it exploded into a big crater when it landed.

At the same time, the anti-terrorism equipment in the military region was activated, and various types of hot weapons with huge lethality came on the field in turn. First, the Type 15 tanks of the King of Land Warfare were parked in front of the playground, lined up, the barrels were adjusted and raised, and the black muzzles were cold and ruthless. Execute orders accurately and aim to annihilate the enemy.

Regardless of loss, regardless of consequences.

Boom—BOOM! !

The explosion shook the sky, and the violent artillery fire exploded in the air. The darkly shining black gold wings were smashed, and the smoking metal feathers fell down one after another.

The flames of war heated up.

"Cross Knife Gang!"

"Cross Sword Demon!"

The stern female voice intertwined with the sound of clanging and clanging gold, and the silver-white sword light and sword shadow cut through the wind and rain, as if they could cut even sound and air.Carly, who was shuttled through the air, grabbed the spear, flew high into the sky, and fell vertically. The tip of the spear pierced the air, rubbed out sparks, and pierced Wu Yujie's forehead.

There was a clanging sound, and the aftertaste reverberated, the tip of the spear hit the blade, only four or five centimeters away from Wu Yujie's eyebrows.

Kali instantly spread her metal wings and spread them upwards to cover the wind and rain, but she heard a click sound. The next moment, the outermost black gold feathers stood up, aimed at Wu Yujie, and fired like a machine gun. Instantly, sparks and water splashed at the same time, accompanied by The sword in the right hand was so fast that there was nothing left but phantom slashing and stabbing. There was a chaotic scene of pinging and ringing, and countless black and gold feathers shot in all directions.

"Sword Gang!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword light was dazzling, cutting off Kali's continuous attack. Wu Yujie slid out of her attack range, the handle of the knife in her hand changed direction, and stabbed back without turning her head. , Stand still, make a cross with the sword horizontally and the sword vertically.

"Cross Blade Gang Sword Sha!"

As soon as Wu Yujie finished speaking, a white airflow rolled up on the ground, forming the shape of a tornado. The rainwater was evaporated into water vapor, and there was a brief silence in time and space.

The battle is fierce in the front of the military region, and the rear is calm. In a sealed basement, under heavy guards, a special alloy coffin is surrounded by strong lasers. There is no coffin lid. In front of the four corners of the monitor screen, people are staring at the coffin all the time. body.

Vishnu, the body of death.

Asura, celestial beings, and Brahmins fought endlessly for this, completely torn faces with China, institutions, and even the world, just for this body of death.

Looking at his beautiful face, deep features, soft outline, but somewhat masculine and female, long curly hair hanging down to his waist, tight and elastic skin, if he is not sure that he is dead, he may just think that he is asleep.

The focus of the infrared monitoring is the body of the god of death, and they did not notice the ground at all. Of course, even if they noticed, they would not find anything, because the problem is underground.

In the depths of the ground, under the cement and soil layers, and between the rock layers, the places that cannot be noticed are engraved with runes, and a fist-sized dark red jade bead in the middle is emitting a glimmer of luster.

Asuras and water ghouls, Asura kings and celestial beings, their blood and resentment merged into the rainwater, the rainwater seeped into the land, and slowly flowed to the runes buried deep in the rocky layer of the port city with the sea water, forming countless small rivers, flowing to the same converge in one direction.

***

At six o'clock, after the first rain, the dark clouds drifted away, the sea cleared up, and the sunset dyed the sky and sea red.

Sea and sky line, sparkling, a fishing boat sailed across the bay and docked at the pier.

Wang Lingxian and the others went ashore. After Cen Jin rested, his physical strength recovered a little. He stood still on the shore and looked back at the islands and ocean under the magnificent sunset. He was calm and dreamy, and he couldn't see how tense and cruel the war broke out just now.

Kong Jiawen: "I'm going to the police station now, let's say goodbye." After a few seconds of silence, he asked nervously, "Can everyone take a group photo?"

It doesn't matter how many people there are in Wang Lingxian, Kong Jiawen happily poses for the photo right away, especially standing next to Huang Mao, taking several shots in a row, and parting happily.

After walking a long way, I couldn’t wait to turn on my phone to view the photos, and prepared to choose a good one to put on my ins personal homepage. Then Kong Jiawen couldn’t find a good yellow hair after searching for a long time. Either the exposure was overexposure and only the whole body was photographed with yellow hair, or the face was blocked by white light. Otherwise, the focal length is suddenly distorted, and the face cannot be photographed at all.

After watching for a long time, Kong Jiawen sighed: "What kind of world is hiding from the camera? Is the God of Gamblers reborn? Huangmao should be renamed Gao Jin."

He edited it, chose a full-body photo of the yellow hair but it was so blurry that he couldn't see it clearly, and he thought it was a supernatural phenomenon that he entered by mistake and put it on ins. experience. 】

Seeing that he was not dead, the fans hurriedly asked if the last photo belonged to P, whether the shadow in the sea was a fish or a monster, etc. Except for a comment full of doubts that was dragged to the bottom by weight, no one saw it.

This comment is: [...violent rabbit? 】

At this time, the port terminal was empty, and the ships docked quietly at the port. The red, yellow and blue containers at the port were bright and bright, row upon row, like colorful rainbow candies poured out of a sugar bowl, and pushed one by one into a neat and orderly appearance.

The six people walked from the port to the container terminal, walking between the paths separated by the containers, their footsteps were crisp and clear, they stopped halfway, each took out their weapons, and said to the six parties, "Come out."

A slight sea breeze blew through the four-way and eight-horizontal path of the containers, making a humming sound.

Other than that, no response.

Wu Lan smiled: "Do you have the guts to ambush, but don't you have the guts to speak out? Amano Somi, Rudra, and others."

Subtle footsteps sounded, and the container with a height of about four or five meters was filled with four or fifty people in an instant. They were the remaining eight teams, and Amano Soya and Rudra were at the front.

Looking around, Wang Lingxian said, "Wow, didn't you all bring in your retainers and army to assist you this time?"

Except for Amano Soya and Rudra, the captains of the other six teams showed embarrassment, and carefully glanced at the target team and the leaders Amano and Rudra. It was originally an unfair match of ten to one, but the two leaders were shameless It is too shameless to use retainers and troops.

Mobilizing the citizens of the city to provide them with the location information of the target team is a small trick that is allowed during the game, but the retainers are repeatedly forced to take action, even if they win, they are too embarrassed to go out to show off.

Some people knew that victory was unwarranted, and felt ashamed, but the teacher sternly demanded that they must win the game, so they had to put aside their shame for a while, and followed the two leaders with their heads covered.

Soya Amano: "Congratulations on getting the proposal."

Wang Lingxian: "It won't be too late to congratulate you when we eliminate all of you."

Muneya Amano sneered, taking a full look at the exhaustion of the six people, with an incomprehensible expression: "You are indeed very powerful, and you deserve to be one of the most powerful teams in China, and even in the world."

In order to successfully intercept the plan in the hands of the Totem Squad, Soya Amano prepared an ambush around the pier, and at the same time observed the island remotely. The whole process of the incident an hour ago was seen by them, which deeply shocked the six people. At the same time as the strength of the team, they were afraid and thankful that the group of water ghouls consumed their physical strength.

Amano Soya and Rudra have the same idea, they don't care why there are so many water ghouls near Zhoudao, and they don't care what Sanxiang Headquarters does, what it plans or how many people it kills.

In their eyes, nothing is more important than the honor and prizes brought by the victory of the game. Anyway, the place where the accident happened is not at home.

"But appreciation is appreciation. In competitions, the result is more important."

As soon as Amano Somi finished speaking, Rudra next to him shouted sharply: "Scatter them! Solve them one by one! Furiluo, entangle the yellow hair!"

Forty or fifty extraordinary people flew down immediately, and their respective teams cooperated tacitly to surround the target, launched an attack and successfully dispersed them. The totem ran to the east, and Amano Muneya led the people to chase and kill them.

Wang Lingxian and Wu Lan headed north and northwest respectively. Ruduoluo led three teams to hunt them down. Of the remaining four teams, three teams scattered and besieged Yu Wen and Huang Jiang. On the contrary, the most important Huang Mao had only one team to deal with.

But this team is not ordinary, everyone in it is temporarily formed by the sub-teams of each team.

This is the countermeasure that Amano Somi and Rudra came up with. Refer to the fable of Huaxia Tianji's horse racing. After all, a team has too many participants, and the failure rate is too high. However, dispatching the best team to deal with Huangmao may not be able to eliminate other targets. .

So a team deputy team was transferred to form a temporary team, a total of eight people, the captains were Fu Riluo and Sarutobi Riyue.

Cen Jin fled to the southwest. The most densely packed container was soon surrounded by eight people. The two sides stood still. The cool sea breeze was blowing their hair and clothes. Light up, accompanied by soothing music, the figures of both sides are as fast as lightning.

The music is mixed with drumbeats, from a quick touch of water to a dense rhythm, just like soldiers on the battlefield, to the swift and passionate autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. Follow the music almost all the way.

Whether it's high-level fighting, burning bgm, or the pier under the sunset lights, the picture of mutual achievement is like an oil painting with excellent texture, and it is also like a gangster movie that swept the film festival awards.

The sudden scene stunned the audience, and some viewers who came here attracted by the name but had never seen the scene of extreme violence and aesthetics immediately commented: [I want to watch a live broadcast, not a movie. 】

[Gangster movie? 】

[It's a Hong Kong gangster movie from the 90s, right?Visual color, picture composition, oriental fighting, and a bgm that coexists with pride and gracefulness... By the way, which movie is this? 】

Lao Pang was still complaining for a second, but the administrator's attitude was arrogant, and he brutally beat the influx of spectators into a troll. He suddenly felt ominous. It stands to reason that the administrator shouldn't be so indiscriminate, unless the high-level Hint, block the live broadcast room of the dark horse.

The appeal was invalid, Lao Pang thought of the several buried geniuses in various fields who had been with him before, and he couldn't help feeling desperate.

Watching his live broadcast room covered in cold sweat, those viewers who couldn't enter the 'Violent Rabbit' live broadcast room all flocked to his live broadcast room to question him, even his friends were a little anxious, and the anchor he was optimistic about didn't care.

"Old Pang, what's going on?" the friend asked behind his back.

Lao Pang shook his head bitterly, and when he looked up again, he saw a strange comment that suddenly flashed in his live broadcast room. What's going on?

The friend reminded him anxiously: "Look at your right! The live broadcast room on the right!"

Lao Pang looked back, his eyes widened in surprise, the 'Violent Rabbit' live broadcast room opened? !

Then he quickly discovered that other people still couldn't enter the live broadcast room, and his friends also followed the live broadcast room but couldn't get in anyway, and would be unfollowed for no reason.

After several attempts, friends and viewers said to Lao Pang, "Only your live broadcast room is normal."

Lao Pang also wondered if he was the only one who was picked. Across the Internet, the ocean and the vast land area, and countless netizens, he was the only one who was picked.

What is the reason for the selection?

Because he paid attention to and paid attention to the violent rabbit from the first second, and regarded him as the biggest dark horse, and his heart was full of firm appreciation, as if he had an eternal belief. Was he selected because of this firmness?

Who can pick him so accurately?

Who insists on capturing the highlight moments of the protagonist of the camera and insisting on publishing them?

Maybe not people.Lao Pang thought to himself that only gods can do it.

The protagonist stared at by the camera is favored by the gods. He wants the whole world to fanatically worship the protagonist, and he wants people to see his preference for the protagonist. He is the first believer chosen by the gods for the protagonist.

Just like Abraham, the first believer selected by God for Jesus, he received an enviable honor.

Countless thoughts flashed through Lao Pang's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He pointed the camera at the Violent Rabbit's live broadcast room, his eyes sparkled with excitement: "Viewers, I will analyze the 'Violent Rabbit' live broadcast room next."

The back of his hand slammed at the attacker's back, and then squeezed his shoulders hard, throwing the opponent's instantly softened body. Cen Jin faced the last two opponents alone, Sarutobi Riyue and Fu Riluo.

"My friend, I'm sorry, I really don't want to hurt you." Furi Luo said while attacking fiercely, cooperating with Sarutobi Sun and Moon to beat Cen Jin back step by step, he could only defend but could not take the initiative to attack.

Cen Jin tried to use the extraordinary technique again, but his body was too tired to sustain the excessive consumption of his brain.

He tried his best to calmly observe the two people's counting, found a flaw, took the initiative to meet the attack of the two, and managed to break through the encirclement with a small injury. When in danger, it is easy to run quickly and turn around quickly. The sickle grazed the container and made a harsh sound, and swung forward vigorously, splitting dozens of high-rise containers.

The shadows covered the sky and the sun, and the containers were piled high and precarious. They were caught off guard and cut in half with a knife, and then collapsed immediately.

By!Cen Jin quickly dodges, but sees the cold light, and the container instantly shatters into dense iron pieces, as if attracted by magnetic force, rushing toward him.

Cen Jin dodges, shattering the iron pieces while dodging them, facing the Sarutobi Sun and Moon hiding behind countless iron pieces, subconsciously lowers his waist to avoid the blow, swings his left hand, gravity and magnetism entangle and fight, turning defeat into victory, manipulating the iron Pian pierced towards Yuanfei Sunyue, but he didn't know that the rear was empty, and was thrown out by Furiluo who flew fast.

There was a loud bang, his back fell heavily on the container, and his internal organs were in excruciating pain, but before Cen Jin could groan in pain, Furi Luo, who suddenly fell in front of him, clamped his shoulders, and a sharp iron piece magnetically controlled on top of his head was ready to be thrown Sarutobi Sun and Moon.

Cen Jin's pupils constricted, and the iron piece was like a guillotine, which could definitely cut him in half.

Sarutobi Sun and Moon wanted to kill him!

"Friend, thank you for giving me 3 points in the story."

"?"

Cen Jin looked at Fu Riluo, who blinked, and Sarutobi Sun and Moon had already manipulated a large piece of iron to slam it down. At this critical moment, Fu Riluo pulled him up with a smile, and then shook him hard. fly out.

Amidst the loud noise, Cen Jin rolled over and fell to the ground, and ran away quickly, but stopped within four or five meters, lowered his head to look at his chest, stretched out his hand, his face changed suddenly, and the necklace containing the longevity serum was indeed gone.

He hurriedly turned his head, and saw Fu Riluo holding a water drop-shaped necklace in confusion. Noticing Cen Jin's eyes, he smiled shyly and held up the necklace. Sarutobi who was angered when he just said "I'm sorry, return you" The sun and the moon cut off the pendant.

The water drop pendant fell to the ground, and the picture slowed down in Cen Jin's eyes, and the reflex had to forcibly develop the brain to quickly rescue the water drop pendant.

But the brain tingled, a second slower.

There was a jingle, and the landing was safe.

Not smashed.Cen Jin breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment his happiness was shattered by Sarutobi Sun and Moon's behavior.

She manipulated the iron piece that cut off the pendant to return in the middle, and cut off the water drop pendant neatly. The visible water foam and glass shards splashed and quickly penetrated into the cement layer on the ground.

Yuanfei Sunyue stepped on it and crushed it twice, and said with a sullen expression: "I don't care what your relationship is in private, with me, the competition is the most important thing. If you can't distinguish between public and private, I will kill you! "

Fu Riluo seemed to be frightened, shrugged his shoulders and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Cen Jin's temples twitched suddenly, his brain tingled one after another, his sixth sense fluctuated violently at this time, and he felt a violent heartbeat that he had never experienced before. He stared at the ground trying to find the drop of longevity serum, his pupils were shrinking and Changing back and forth between normal times, he actually saw the texture of the rock layer clearly at a certain moment. It was the ancient Sanskrit that he was all too familiar with.

Layers upon layers, stretching endlessly, the ancient Sanskrit characters that took a lot of labor and manpower to carve out covered the entire rocky layer of the pier like a spider web, and even spread to farther and deeper places. The disappearing longevity slurry seemed to be attracted by a magnetic pole. The magnet, quickly integrated into the rune pattern and completely activated the huge new psychic magic array.

With the longevity serum as the center, the crimson shimmer runs in all directions like countless little snakes, with no end in sight like mountains and valleys.

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Meme 1: God of Gamblers Gao Jin is never photographed face to face.