allendalepharm Chapter 187
Chapter 187
A man walks down the streets of Zhenwei Street, his left side is a zombie, his left eye radiating a faint dark light, and his right eye is clear.
The man who died in this life was the boss behind the Mo family's secret room.
No one knew his real name, and those who knew him called him a half-trick.
The strength of the half-trick is very strong, and this is also a mystery.
At this moment he pushed open the door of a dilapidated room, hesitated a little, and then walked inside.
The door closed behind him, and the street was silent and mysterious.
Half-strange into the main hall of the house, the light was dim, and there was a Taishi chair in the middle.
Ban Yi sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes narrowed, and a cloud of yin qi floated from nowhere, coiling around the room, accompanied by a few terrible sounds.
After a while, the entire main hall was filled with yin qi, and the five fingers could not be seen.
Half-tricky still sitting in the dark, he slowly opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him changed.
No longer a humble lobby, but a thirty-meter long table appeared.
There were five weird ones sitting at the long table.
The main seat is a withered zombie weird, dressed in gray robes, rotten wood-like skin, empty eyes, and a cold temperament.
"You're late, half-trick!" the
gray-robed zombie's voice was equally cold, like a fingernail cutting through glass, giving goosebumps.
"I'm sorry for the delay in finding my representative.
Half-trick smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened.
"Hmph, you're the last one, and you're always messing with your mother-in-law. "
It was a lion-headed man who spoke in a class of half-beast treacherous, fangs turned out, a large mouth blood-red, and an unusually brutal attitude.
"Maybe the last one is the best, isn't it?" a
bewitching female schemist answered, she sat with her left leg on her right leg, and it was very eye-catching because of the miniskirt.
There is also a slender tail behind him, and the end is a black red heart.
In her tone, this woman is soft and sinister, as if she can stab you with her back in the face.
"Can't you say a few words, this nonsense has been wasted for half a minute, and I have to go back and skin people. This
time it was a man in an iron mask, shirtless, muscular, with blood splattered on his skin.
This blood is not his, but his prey's.
"Hehe, I think you're wasting your time by talking the most. The
voice came from the middle of the long table, a man with a feminine face, who said in a flirtatious tone as he cleaned his fingernails.
His head was not on his head, but still on the table.
"Shut up with your severed head. The Man in the Iron Mask immediately shot back.
The severed head shrugged and ignored him.
"Alright, now that we've all found a representative, things can begin. "
The voice was made by an old man with a rope wrapped around his neck, with small triangular eyes, and he looked at everyone with a gloomy atmosphere, and no one liked this old bastard who was hanged.
"Yes, it's time to get down to business. "
We still have three months, that's enough." Let them go to the island first. "
If you want to go to the island, you need a ferry ticket. The decapitated man interjected.
"The matter of the ferry ticket was settled by myself, and I had someone send it to my representative. The Hanged Man said with a smile.
"Then I have to give one too?" The succubus chuckled and said, holding his chin and looking at me with silky eyes, "It's a pity, I can't deliver it myself, that little bastard wants to eat me every time he dreams that my eyes are on fire."
"Cut, he dares to eat you, you have a bigger appetite than he does." Hahaha!" the lion-headed man laughed.
"Get out, you beast!" the succubus glared at him coldly.
"Alright, alright, don't digress. The zombie boss waved his twig-like hand and said, "The matter of the ferry ticket will be solved separately, but we can't get by, and we have to wait for three months."
"It's just a half-trick how did you get over?"
these words aroused the ideas of the other bigwigs, and they all showed surprised expressions.
"No, the gap between the two worlds is still too small, and our strength will be obliterated by the rules. The hanged man said in a puzzled tone.
"I really didn't expect that you were already in the human world, tsk, amazing!"
In the face of everyone's doubtful questioning, he crossed his fingers half-treacherously, put on a mature and steady look, and said slowly.
"Because I'm half-tricky, the rules think I'm half qualified to come over.
"Hmph! That's a good joke. The Hanged Man smirked.
"I think it's true, but the half-tricky brother is the weird one among us. The lion-headed man chose to believe.
The zombie old trick has been staring at the half-trick, and listening to what everyone is talking about, he said tentatively.
"If you can be there, you can give your rep a little help, such as sending a few small tricks. "
No, that guy is awesome about this place. Banwei
pointed to his head, "Of course, his strength is not weak, and I am absolutely responsible for this."
"Then we're looking forward to it. The zombie said tactfully.
"It's good, it's fair, and I like you half-tricks. The lion-headed treacherous gave the half-treacherous a approving look.
"Ha, don't hold me up too high, I actually want to help too, but that kid is surprisingly strong, so I gave up. After a pause, he continued: "I don't think you have a chance, that guy is the strongest among the human race." "
Oh no! Let's give up before we even start, you're pulling hatred for yourself. The succubus said coldly.
"I'm telling the truth, that guy is very peculiar, how can I say that all humans call him a god. Half-smug said: "I don't think that is an exaggeration." "
A human, called a god!?" the hanged man chuckled. "How is this possible! Half-trick are you
kidding?" "No kidding, that man is a god!" Half-trick was very serious.
The crowd is dumbfounded, and a human being is a god! This is unacceptable.
Then the five bigwigs exchanged glances with each other, and finally the zombie boss asked.
"Half-tricks, why are you so sure, with your abilities, it's hard to appreciate a human being, they're all stinky rats.
"That's because I felt in him the confidence and judgment that God can have. He smiled mysteriously and said, "And I found something strange in him." "
What's that?" asked the zombie veteran.
"The smell of the labyrinth of the dead country, that taste can't be wrong. Half-smugly smiled again.
At this moment, the other five weird ones on the long table stopped squeaking, and their expressions changed from doubts and disbelief to solemn and unacceptable expressions.
"I can't imagine that he has been to the Death Country Underground Palace, which is a place that only gods can reach. The zombie boss let out a surprised exclamation, and the soul fire in his eyes trembled.