Chapter 507

The old man was dug out, but not Tangyuan, but Shirley herself.

After the transformation of Tangyuan, the big dog's paw is too large to be suitable for digging people. On the contrary, Shirley in human form is very convenient.

After the old man was dug out, he was gently patted on the head by dumplings, and was immediately woken up.

"You, who are you?" When the old man woke up, his first reaction was to be confused.

Then he saw that there was nothing behind him.

"Where are the blood food? Where are they The old man exclaimed in surprise. It was incredible.

But soon, he realized that the man in front of him was the most terrifying person.

The blood clan's food is missing. It may be eaten by the man in front of him, or he may be saved. But these are not important. The important thing is that he is unable to resist.

He didn't know how the big dog came here.

The palm power of the big dog's slap, ordinary people have long been beaten into meat pie, he reluctantly resisted, but his strong body also fell into the state of half body disability.

Although the blood race can defeat ordinary people, it is not a good race to take care of their own blood.

At this moment, the old man knew that his life was hopeless, so he could only place his hope in another different space with bar life.

That space, will be the real moonlight tavern, blood clan gathering place.

There are some powerful blood people who can open mountains with their bare hands.

It must be that the man in front of him could not restrain the hand of the king of blood.

"How many people have you harmed in this bar?"

At this time, kemon asked, the first question was like a sharp knife, breaking the heart of the other side.

The cold killing intention is hidden in the eyes of Wei MI. The invisible pressure is like a dragon pan on kemon's head, gazing at him silently.

The old man trembled all over, unable to tell what it felt like. For the first time, he was overwhelmed by the so-called "momentum" of human beings.

The old man's lips trembled: "no, I don't remember. It seems that there are hundreds of thousands of people."

Kemon, oh, the tone rose slightly.

The Dragon butcher's knife is hidden in the storage props, and the wisp of pressure overflows through the gap to suppress the other party.

This wisp of spiritual pressure will not appear on its own initiative.

At ordinary times, kemon has adapted to the pressure of the Dragon butcher's sword. By communicating with the sword, kemon deliberately let the Dragon butcher's sword restrain its pressure.

It was only when he threatened the enemy that kemon used that momentum to oppress others.

It has to be said that this lift is very useful. The old man who is in a bad state of mind has nothing to say but shakes out everything.

This moonlight bar has been open for decades. At first, it was not the place where blood clan gathered. However, in the later years, part of the bar space was increased. Later, a blood clan person knew about it and controlled the hidden space of the moonlight bar. Later, he hid that layer of space. Usually, he would solicit customers from outside to bring blood clan food into the bar.

One o'clock in the middle of the night is when the two spaces overlap each other, but not every day. It depends on the mood of the opposite side.

In addition, the journey of space has already taken place and cannot be stopped. Later, the space here will completely coincide with the real moonlight bar, and the blood clan people will never let go of kemon this shit stirring stick.

Kemon also inquired about the strength of the blood clan leader. When he heard that one hand opened the mountain, kemon raised his eyebrows.

The patriarch's palm power is amazing, but I don't know if it's true.

The old man is old. He is a tool man of the blood clan. The news he hears may not be true.

On the other hand, kemon also learned about the old man's life experience. It turned out that the old man had eaten some food sent by blood clan leaders in several decades.

The old man's body is several times stronger than that of world-class athletes. On the surface, he is gloomy. In fact, he is vigorous and vigorous, and can live for 200 years.

However, such a strong body was still photographed into the wall by tangyuan. The old man was completely afraid, but he still had a glimmer of hope that the patriarch of the blood clan would solve kemon.

These words would not have been said in his heart, but kemon pressed people with pressure and violent Tangyuan thumping people online. He had to face bitterly and shake out what he knew.

"Are you finished?" Asked kemon.

"It's all over, No." The old man nodded hard. Although he didn't feel very good, he said it.

"You're no use now. Get in here."

With that, kemon took a roll of tape from the storage scarf.

With a hiss, he tore open a roll of big tape, sealed the old man's mouth, tied his hands and feet, and threw it into another storage prop.

In addition to scarves, there are other things on kemon's storage items. They are all from the Bureau of investigation. They can be borrowed and used at any time. There is no need for complicated procedures to apply to the higher authorities.

Without the old man, this wine is much quieter when it's Baodun.

However, the light on the top of the head is getting more and more red, and the platform of the performance platform seems to be soaked with blood.Before dripping to the ground of blood, I do not know when it turned into a trickle, gathered into a small piece on the stage, and continued to grow.

Kemon left the stage, stepped off the stage, looked around, and gradually saw some dim shadows, walking around the bar.

These shadows are very illusory, high and low, elegant and beautiful. They all have a glass of wine in common.

Shadow flow?

No, it's not.

These illusions are called illusions.

Although it is an illusion, with the deepening of spatial overlap, the image of hallucination becomes more and more real, and gradually has a flesh and blood texture.

The smell of blood in the air has also risen to a new height. It seems that everyone is immersed in the blood pool. If you take a breath of air at will, you can get the smell of blood all over your nose.

Also because of the deepening of spatial overlap, those illusory images no longer sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, but show a surprised expression.

They were surprised that there was only one blood food in the bar, no new blood food.

Today's staple food, one person can top 100 people's portion?

The elegant blood people were surprised, but soon they noticed that there was a huge dog and a non-human beside him female sex?

"Ladies and gentlemen, something seems to have happened tonight. Our old Kim is gone. This young man may be from the investigation bureau. Don't underestimate him. If you dare to kill him alone, he must not be a simple role."

"I'll call the patriarch to come here."

Kemon vaguely heard some vague sounds, which were originally very low, sometimes absent, but he was highly spiritual. In addition, he was standing in the middle of the bar, so it was difficult to hear them.

With the deepening of space overlap, some blood race people with scarlet eyes grinned and made a wild animal like sound.

Those voices were the sounds of hunger. Hearing these sounds, kemon thought of the idiom "sheep enter the tiger's mouth" inexplicably.

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