v2 Chapter 30： Crimson Blood

It’s difficult to persuade Mel to take advantage of the fog to get things out, but Mel is kind-hearted. After knowing that if Bai Feng can complete the commission tonight, he will get an extra large bounty, he decided to take a risk and bring Bai Feng and John. ·Chen left the dispatch room together, carrying the traditional fog of the portable lamp, and headed to the cargo hold.

Mel said: "The racial discrimination of people of color has not been alleviated after the establishment of the Federation. I understand you, Bai, and Chen. I have the impression that what you are looking for is that you have rarely traveled to East London Post recently. It’s the only small thing among the many big guys. It seems to be customized by a wealthy man, right?"

Bai Feng imagined the guy from Blingbling and nodded: "He is always rich, and he is full of money, so rich that it flows."

"What's this description?" Mel's expression was a little weird, and said, "However, if you don't have a place to live at night, you can go to my house. Although I live with my husband and two children, there is still a warehouse. I can give it to you."

John Chen Zhensheng said: "I want to get back mine..."

"That's great!" Bai Feng replied, "We are worried that we have nowhere to go--but, Mel, how old are you and have two children?"

With the effort to speak, Mel has led them to find what they wanted.

It was a square package about the size of a suitcase. It was quite heavy in his hand. Bai Feng estimated that it could weigh at least 30 jin.

Right now, he and John Chen stopped staying, but were ready to leave immediately.

Mel said: "Do you need me to send you out of the port area? I am familiar with it here."

"No need." Bai Feng shook his head and said, "We can do it ourselves."

Mel nodded slightly.

The three people split into two groups right now, walking in different directions in the mist.

However, before Bai Feng and John Chen had walked far, they heard the sound of a gale-like whistling in the fog, accompanied by the long, huge creature's wailing, coming from afar.

Bai Feng turned to look and saw John Chen standing still, looking in the direction of the sound.

Bai Feng was at a loss for a moment before he slapped his head: "Is that the location of the dispatch room?!"

The stranger screamed, carrying the cargo in one hand, and pulling up John Chen's arm with the other. His feet were upside down and ran to the side like a hot wheel, but he stopped after getting close infinitely.

The fog in the dispatch room was gradually dissipating, like an ink painting, the thick ink and color slowly fainted, but what was revealed here was a **** picture.

A wanderer was killed, organs and blood sprinkled along the ground.

The dispatch room was on one side, and Mel's scream came from inside.

John Chen took a step forward: "Why don't we go there?"

Instead, Bai Feng took him a step back.

In front of them, on the other side of the dispatching room, there was another figure being thrown out at high speed in the mist.

It was a tall humanoid creature like a demon. It was covered in blood. It was thrown out like a cannonball. It crashed into the dispatch room. The fragile structure instantly disintegrated, and the "devil" howled, immediately. Stand up, stumble and run in the other direction.

And Mel screamed and ran out of the broken dispatching room. She was lucky. The dispatching room was big enough. The monster only collapsed halfway. She didn't suffer any injuries, and the direction she ran was the same as that of the monster. The direction of escape was the opposite, the direction from which it was thrown.

So there, the second figure is coming out.

It was a handsome white man in a suit, with sunny blond hair, and a smile in control of everything on his face.

It was him who had killed the wanderer, and was now torturing and killing this tall creature.

This is a gifted person.

Mel's choice was correct. Running to such a powerful talent would definitely give him absolute safety.

Safety?

Do not.

I'm afraid everyone is wrong.

With hope on his face, Mel yelled "Help me" and ran to the blond man.

The man also stretched out his arm and even leaned forward, as if a gentleman wanted to invite a lady to dance.

Then he grabbed Mel's hand.

There was a smile on Mel's face at that moment.

Then, the smile turned into horror.

The hand that grabbed her wrist suddenly exerted strength the moment she grabbed her, and the incomparable terrifying power even instantly smashed her fragile arms and bones.

Mel's right hand instantly turned into a fleshy twist, and her body was directly pulled up in the air and traversed a half arc to complete the acceleration. Then, she was smashed out by a cannonball on the spot.

The screams changed their taste, not even like a human voice, but stopped abruptly——

The pain of the woman did not last long.

Her flesh and blood began to explode in mid-air, coming first, and completely disintegrating at the instant of hitting the fleeing monster with hands and feet. The high-speed kinetic energy gave her broken body bones and flesh and blood with real power. Half of the monster's body was even smashed, and fell forward in the rain of blood. It was dying in an instant, and there was nothing to do except convulsions.

Click on a cauldron, throw a human into it, and then give him unparalleled power, then give him the right to kill, the opportunity to dominate, and then remove the constraints of the law, leaving only his own morality.

Then...

What will this pot be?

What determines the final product?

In the corner covered by the mist, Bai Feng grabbed John Chen’s arm and suddenly used force, because at that moment, John Chen used a lot of force to break free from him and ran to the purgatory place, but Bai Feng was caught by Bai Feng. .

Bai Feng even stretched out his hand, covering John Chen's mouth, step by step, slowly pushing back into the darkness.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Before the fog completely covered his sight, the scene reflected in his pure black shadow was the blonde man taking out his handkerchief, wiping the blood off his hands, and walking towards with the winner’s smile. The dying monster.

The death of that woman seemed meaningless to him.

It's just a cannonball.

Bai Feng just watched...watching silently, a frosty frost flooded unknowingly in his crazy eyes, until everything was completely covered by mist.

He dragged John Chen out of the fog for a long time, until the voice behind him disappeared, he let go of John Chen.

At this time, the old head Chen has been honest looking around blankly, as if he didn't remember what happened.

Bai Feng threw the goods to him, took out his mobile phone from his arms, squatted in the mist and wrote something seriously, writing and writing, instead he laughed, showing a certain crazy feeling, he Finally put away the phone and walked forward with John Chen, humming and singing songs that no one could understand.

John Chen asked silently: "What are you singing?"

"Sharpen the knife to the cattle and sheep."

"What kind of **** song are you?"

"I made it now."

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There are not many first surnames in the world, but it is normal to appear here, because there is the baptism of the kingdom of the dead, and there must be profit-seekers who take the initiative to come, and such people...

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