[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

The curator stood at the door, and on the opposite sofa was the manager of the city—the president.

"If you agreed to cooperate with me at that time, the position of vice president must be reserved for you, Kawakari." The president's eyes shot out from behind the lens, and his posture was very casual, looking casually at his former friend in front of him.

"You still don't know what's wrong?"

"I want everyone to be happy, is there something wrong?" The president shook the red wine glass in his hand, and looked back to appreciate the curvature of the red wine in the glass, "However, not everyone can enter the Garden of Eden, and I would like to thank you for cleaning the museum It helped me a lot with some influence.”

"Do you think you will succeed?"

"Your most capable assistants are all my people, what do you think?" The president squinted at him, with the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes were a hundred times colder than before.

"I'm not here to negotiate with you." The curator took a breath, frowned, and the cane exploded with lightning in the next instant.

"Even if you kill me, the future is still arranged, and the orders have been conveyed, haven't they?" The president stood up and raised his red wine glass to signal him, "My friend, accept the facts, if you bring Jiezhi All the museums are loyal to me, and I can give them the place of Eden next to us."

"How will you know if you don't try it?" The curator also smiled at him: "You told me this before."

The confrontation between the pistol and the cane showed gorgeous intertwined light. I don't know if the president foresaw it in advance or for some other reason, but no one broke in at the door.

Not long after, the office was in a mess, and the two stood in the diagonal corner of the room, panting.

"I still say the same thing, even if I die, I won't stop," the president leaned against the wall, trying to keep his hair calm and straighten his collar: "The memory of the test subject is complete. The way of thinking is the same as him, there is someone who is more suitable for this position than me when he is alive."

The curator didn't speak, but his face changed instantly, the cane flashed brightly, and the person disappeared in place.

Not far away, there was a glare of light from a tall building. In the next second, the crisp sound of bullets piercing through the glass sounded on the smiling face that the president had already expected. The sniper in the distance was aiming at the head of the curator.

The curator dodged in the last few tenths of a second, a sharp blade protruded from the end of the cane, rolled on the ground, swung the cane at an unexpected angle, and pierced the president's chest.

The president is still smiling, but he doesn't care about his own life or death. He has long regarded the establishment of the Garden of Eden as more important than his own life.

is a madman.

"It won't stop, Kawakari." With just one word, a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, the president raised his hand holding the pistol slightly, and pressed the trigger at an angle that the curator could not avoid.

In the middle of the abdomen.

The curator let out a muffled snort, covered the wound and turned on the electric current of the cane to the maximum, watching the man twitching and gradually exuding the smell of burnt flesh and puffs of black smoke, until he was motionless before retracting the cane for support.

No one has entered the door so far.

The curator looked through the office, found some emergency medicine and treated the wound, returned to the president's body, looked at his last smile expressionlessly, stayed for a while, and placed a metal decoration on the dress on the As a condolence by his side, he turned around and supported his cane and walked out the door step by step.

Not everyone's death is as grand and sensational as planned in advance, just like the end of Jiang Wuyuan's mission.

When the fragmented body exploded in front of her eyes, neither Qingkong nor the doll in her hand reacted. The dazed pupils were the broken body fragments of that person, scattered in every corner.

Lu Wen'an didn't say a word, didn't even give him a look, just like that, he was shattered because of protecting the clear sky.

Except for the people in Jiezhiguan, no one knows that Lu Wen'an is the puppet that Qingkong created to accompany her for the longest and most satisfying time. It took her a lot of time and effort to let him possess the will of a human being.

"install!!"

The body turned into small pieces of minced meat, mixed with visceral blood and bone powder, turning into a pool of bloody water.Qingkong didn't care about the other enemies, he showed resentment for the first time, suppressed his throat with a growl that was about to tear apart, summoned all the dolls to give the order to kill, and crawled to the road with hands and feet under their cover Wen An's body.

The little girl knelt on the ground holding the pool of blood with her hands, unable to see her expression clearly, her blond hair became dull even under the sunlight, her clothes were still dripping with blood, gunshots and flames were mingling in her ears, and the clear sky was pale. He raised his head expressively, holding Lu Wen'an's only intact eyeball in his hand, trembling, and put it in his mouth.

There are about dozens of dolls, all arranged by her before, carrying heavy explosives in addition to lethal weapons.Surrounded by a team in the fangs, the white clothes were already stained with blood because they killed too many innocent people. They fought with the dolls, and nearly half of the latter were destroyed into blood foam, and all kinds of organs were crushed into flesh and blood. Blurred and scattered, lying lifelessly on the ground.

"Qingkong, the task of you and Lu Wen'an is to hold back Canine Fang's team, the longer the better, buy time for Ning Jian and Jin Yu to go to the laboratory."

Canine Fang is divided into three branches. If the dozens of people here are all wiped out, maybe the brothers and sisters will be able to complete the task better.

The doll has independent will, and several of them surrounded Qing Kong to protect her from harm. The latter roughly looked at the places where the destroyed dolls were distributed, and swallowed Lu Wen'an's eyeballs when the canine teeth approached.

Since she was born, she was imprisoned in Laboratory No. [-] to do various experiments because of her ability to give will to objects. It was Jiang Wuyuan who brought her to Jiezhi Pavilion, and she has the life she has now.

She knew that if she couldn't escape and was caught, she would still go back to the laboratory to be subjected to the inhumane experiment by that person, so she might as well just stop here and buy time for others.

The sun was just right, and the sun at noon was particularly dazzling. She raised her head and stared at the sun until her eyes hurt and her eyes turned black and she couldn't see other things clearly. She stood up under the protection of the doll. Dare to act rashly, stopped the pace of progress.

Ann, I'm coming to you.

Qingkong showed a relieved smile for the first time, she had never shown such an expression in her life, this time she felt that she was really free.

The girl's clean and delicate face is like an angel descending, holy and beautiful, her blue eyes are clear and bright, shining in the sun—if you don't look at her blood-stained clothes.

She stood there, raised her hand, all the broken dolls creaked, and a second later, the violent light blinded everyone, followed by a deafening explosion, which blew up the surrounding buildings. into ashes.

Qing Kong stood in the middle, picked up a doll, and smiled at them.

No one survived the second team of Houndstooth.