[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

"What did I just say?" Jiang Wuyuan had already seen that he was absent-minded and deliberately teased him, but the latter faltered and didn't say anything, and his usual calm and calm image collapsed.

"Brother Wuyuan said that he will disclose part of the Zhizhi Pavilion to the No. [-] laboratory to complete his task. The laboratory will place eyeliners around. These things require everyone to cooperate." Qingkong's voice is not like that of a normal age. The girl is so lively, but every sentence is strangely cold.

She held an arm-sized doll in her arms. Her long golden curly hair was tied into two braids, and her appearance was almost exactly the same as that of the clear sky, as delicate as if it was breathing.

There are a total of seven people in Jiezhiguan——

"Magician" Jiang Wuyuan, "Doctor" Jiang Chongyan, "Black Hole" Jin Yu, "Puppet House" Qingkong and Lu Wen'an who has been with her all the time, "Snake Girl" Ning Jian, and the curator without any code name, because Even they only know that the curator's surname is Chuan.

No matter who the people in Jiezhiguan are, people are afraid to avoid them. They are known by code names. Except for each other, almost no one knows their real names, except of course, the government.

"Then what are we going to do next?" Ning Jian was stroking the poisonous snake as thick as a little finger in his hand, and the golden vertical pupils were shining strangely behind the lenses.

"I have a proposal!" Jiang Wuyuan raised his hand.

The crowd looked at him.

"How about we eat hot pot!"

The robber woke up slowly amidst the discussions among the crowd, and was about to yell at him when he was almost scared to piss by the seven or eight snakes of different lengths and thicknesses on his body. He slapped his body like crazy and fled desperately. The appearance of the play.

Wait until you've seen enough--

"Come back." Ning Jian said.

The snake stopped immediately, and returned to Ning Jian's neck and wrist in an instant like an arrow from the string.

Next came the rounds of attacks by dolls. On the surface, the dolls were innocent and cute, but in reality they had all kinds of guns, fire and lightning. Just one doll could be compared to torture.

"If we find out next time, it's not your fingers here, get out." The curator smiled, threw the two fingers handed over by the puppet into the wall stove, and yelled and cried bitterly in front of the man. care.

"You, you are devils!!" The expression on the man's face was so frightened that his pupils reflected the terrifying eyes of seven people with different expressions but the same, and he fled hell out of hell.

"By the way, before eating hot pot, I have a question I want to ask." Seeing that the man's escaping posture was really funny, Jiang Wuchen burst out laughing and turned to look at Ning Jian: "Sister Ning, what's wrong with your legs? What's going on?"

"It's okay, I'll take care of it when I'm better," Ning Jian smiled at him, "It's just a little idiot, I was careless before."

"I have already avenged my sister." Qingkong tilted her head, her movements were stiff, and for a moment she couldn't tell which one was the puppet, her or the one in her arms.

"It's like this," the curator explained: "A while ago, there was a criminal gang engaged in drug dealing. Ning Jian was injured when he went to destroy it. Later, Qing Kong and Lu Wen'an went to clean it up and destroyed their hometown. .”

"Where are they?" Jiang Wuyuan raised his eyebrows, "Of course this kind of thing cannot do without me, right Jiang Chongyan, come with me."

Of course, the latter had no objection, and he said again: "Then prepare the ingredients for the hot pot? When I come back, I will bring some drinks and wine. What do you want to drink?"

"Milk, and so is Ann."

"wine!"

"That...juice is fine."

"I'm the same as the curator."

After writing it down, Jiang Wuyuan took from the curator the miniature earphones provided by everyone in the Jiezhi Pavilion, put them on, and waved his hand to pull Jiang Chongyan out.

"In the northernmost warehouse on 36th Street in the East District, they hijacked several doctors." Jin Yu's voice came through the earphones, "They all have guns, be careful."

"Don't worry." Jiang Wuyuan's hair color is not conspicuous among all kinds of people. The two of them have a black windbreaker and a white coat, which looks like black and white impermanence.

"I still can't believe it." Jiang Chongyan, who had been silent all the way, finally said at this moment: "I really saw you die in my arms."

Jiang Wuyuan simply put his hands on his face, letting him feel his own temperature: "I died before, and this body is not the original one, but it is indeed me. Shall I tell you about your first body?" When I partnered with you once..."

Jiang Chongyan hurriedly interrupted him: "I believe, I believe."

"Haha alright, we're almost there."

Probably because of the winter, it got dark very early, the street lights were turned on earlier, and today the holographic screens in the high-rise buildings showed the nonsense that the government executives said a few days ago that the No. [-] laboratory was for the benefit of mankind.

Ordinary people are kept in the dark, wantonly forget their troubles at night, and indulge in the bright future planned by the government's hypocrisy.No matter what happens, police cars never appear on the street, and even while fearing Jiezhiguan's ability to get rid of them, they still rely on them idlely according to the government's plan.

The curator has said more than once that without them intervening in the museum, this society would not be as peaceful as it is today, and the major forces would not stop fighting in their own territories because of them.

The Jiezhi Pavilion is like one end of the city's balance, suppressing the bloody riots that rotted deep in the city's bones.

Warehouse doors were kicked open, and scalpels flew out of the darkness and stuck in some people's legs.After seeing the person coming, everyone started to panic and run and howl. Cursing and screaming is the most basic etiquette for Jiezhiguan.

A dozen people could be seen lying at the door, Jiang Chongyan casually picked up two pistols and put them on his waist, ready to take them back to supplement the insufficient arsenal in the hall.

"Doctor! It's a doctor!" The people inside were dressed brightly, and the people in the same clothes as Jiang Chongyan smiled. On the contrary, some wanted to escape, and some wanted to fight to the death.

This group of people, Jiang Wuyuan and Jiang Chongyan, were actually pretty familiar. They had dealt in drugs before, and after being taught a lesson by them, they still refused to mend their ways, and even injured Ning Jian.

Jiezhiguan has always helped relatives but not others.

The hijacked doctors threw away the equipment they had brought and fled towards Jiang Chongyan from around the warehouse, and ran away one after another after smiling gratefully at him.

Jiang Wuyuan also searched the guards at the warehouse entrance, carried forward the fine tradition of thrift in the warehouse, and put everything on them that could be sold for money into his pockets.

After putting it on, he poked his head out from behind Jiang Chongyan and waved to them: "Hello, we meet again!"

! !

Most of those people had been taught a lesson by them. The hand missing two fingers was very conspicuous. Some of them shouted hoarsely as if they saw a ghost: "The magician is not dead!"

That white hair and blue eyes are the hallmarks of a magician, and no one does not recognize it. The reason why they will follow the above to smuggle drugs again is because they heard that the magician is dead.

Then this person appeared.

They are finished.

"In the hands of a magician, everything is possible." Jiang Wuyuan smiled at them while dodging the bullets, and the poker flew out of his hand, the smooth and sharp side instantly cut an artery, and blood gushed out from the terrified expressions of those people. Splash on the person in front.

Some didn't even get a chance to shoot.

The poker turned around and returned to Jiang Wuyuan's hand. His other hand was a rose that came out of nowhere, and almost everyone in the warehouse had lost their ability to move. Turning around, Jiang Chongyan said, "Let's go." Bloody Rose threw it into the warehouse.

After all, they came out to buy and drink, so they came here just by the way, although they walked a little more.