Spellcasting Heavens

Catherine's Kiss Restaurant, Zhang Cheng's first place to stay after crossing, is also the place where he first came into contact with supernatural power.

Although the underground world of the entire Brooklyn area has been turned upside down recently, this restaurant has not changed much.

The only difference is that its original owner, Catherine the Witch of Desire, has died in the fragmented world. According to normal circumstances, it should be returned to the hands of the council and then handed over to the next lord to rule this area.

But the interesting thing is that there is now a young girl who claims to be a newly-appointed congresswoman, occupying this place and stuffing all the profits into her pocket.

Zhang Cheng really wanted to see who actually dared to swindle in his own name after experiencing brutal repression.

Passing through the dark and dark underground passage, he soon came to the familiar speakeasy.

Due to the two heavy losses, it looked a little deserted here, with less than twenty people drinking and chatting.

The original stout bartender didn't know whether he died in the fragmented world, or found a place to hide. Instead, he was replaced by a non-mainstream girl in her early twenties, with exaggerated smoky makeup, her bare arms and back were still covered. There are large tattoos.

what do you want to drink?

The new bartender obviously didn't know Zhang Cheng, raised his chin and asked.

No, thank you, I'm afraid there is no drink I like here, not to mention I'm here to find someone, not to drink.

Oh? Who are you looking for?

Of course the old man here...

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a harsh scream from the room behind him.

what!!!!!!!!!

The non-mainstream female bartender's face changed dramatically, she took out a Remington shotgun from under the bar and rushed out.

The guests in the hall seem to have been surprised for a long time and continue to do what they should do.

Such a strange scene made Zhang Cheng frown subconsciously, and finally chose to follow behind.

After a while, he saw that in a dark corner, a sturdy black man with a naked upper body was holding a torn piece of clothing in his hands, and a few meters away was a young girl squatting on the ground and covering her key parts with her hands. .

You don't need to ask to know that this is a scene of an attempted strong X.

And the non-mainstream bartender who rushed over was pointing a gun at the strong man's head and roaring loudly: Go away! Stay away from my sister! Or I'll break your head!

Hahaha! Break my head? Are you sure this toy can hurt me?

With unbridled laughter, the black man stepped forward a few steps, revealing an extremely ugly face.

Coincidentally, Zhang Cheng also knew the owner of this face.

The other party is none other than the one who bullied the soft and feared the hard and tried to collect protection money from him.

Fuck! Go to hell! Dirty nigger! The non-mainstream bartender, undoubtedly a stubborn temper, pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom! boom!

After two shots were fired,

Bol rose into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Within 20 meters, the terrifying impact of the shotgun is unparalleled, and even if an elephant hits it, it has to lie down obediently.

But after a few seconds, the black-haired orangutan staggered up from the ground, the bullet hole in the forehead healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the small steel ball was squeezed out.

Furious, he grabbed the shotgun and snapped it into two pieces, pinched the female bartender's slender neck and cursed, Stinky bitch! How dare you shoot me!

Let... let go of me! You... this... person... scum!

Scumbag? Good! I'll be a scumbag today!

Bol grinned and tore off the female bartender's clothes with a swipe. With the other hand, he kneaded the other's two balls of meat, leaving large bruises in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the plot began to develop in the direction of the restricted level, Zhang Cheng had to slowly come out of the darkness, and joked in a playful tone: Yo! Long time no see! Isn't this the supreme overlord in the bar - Lord Boer? Why, I haven't received the protection fee recently, and I've started to get mad at women?

Who?! Boll turned around quickly, reluctant to continue taking advantage of the money he had.

Why, don't you recognize me? Zhang Cheng took a few steps to the place with the light source.

moment!

The hideous expression on Bol's face was gone!

It was replaced by deep fear!

The whole body trembled violently involuntarily!

He will never forget this young Asian face!

Let alone the pain that was hovering on the brink of death for a month!

If it wasn't blocked behind him, he would 100% turn around and run away!

Ah! It looks like you recognize me. Zhang Cheng was undoubtedly satisfied with this silly big black reaction, raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!

A dazzling white arc directly hit the target's chest, giving off a pungent burnt smell.

Ah! Don't! Don't kill me! Bol screamed and knelt down and begged.

Although the electric shock just now was not strong, it made him think of pain and death involuntarily.

Looking at this black man with a typical lazy, shameless, low IQ, who likes to bully the weak, Zhang Cheng sneered and asked: Give me a reason not to kill you! Tell me, besides making trash, what else exists? the value of?

I...I...I can work for you! No matter what it is, as long as you tell me, I promise to do it without hesitation.

I'm sorry, I'm not a recycling station, I don't need garbage.

After all, Zhang Cheng's fingertips shot out a white electric light again, burning Bohr into black carbide on the spot.

As the more pungent and rich burnt smell spread, the non-mainstream female bartender finally recovered, and tentatively asked: Who are you? Why do you want to help us?

I should ask this question! Who are you? Why are you being targeted by Bol. You must know that he is not one of those hooligans on the street. He is only interested in more than 100,000 dollars. Zhang Cheng said , while looking around the young sisters with interest.

Sir, don't you recognize me?

The younger sister, who had been hiding in the corner without saying a word, stood up slowly, revealing a face that was eight or nine points similar to Katherine, the witch of desire.

You are... Elizabeth?!

Although there was only one relationship, Zhang Cheng still recognized the girl who once gave him a strong desire for possession.

But since he obtained psionic power, he has been able to be himself, face his own desires, and will not fall into a state of loss of control.

That's right! It's me! Thank goodness! You finally showed up!

Elizabeth obviously hadn't gotten rid of the influence of Catherine's spell, so she flew up and hugged Zhang Cheng's neck tightly and began to cry loudly.

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