v2 Chapter 63： Before the storm

September 17, 22:00. An abandoned warehouse in East London.

In the fog-shrouded London, the visibility was less than two meters. Donald looked a little nervous, sometimes looking into the fog, sometimes turning his head into the warehouse.

At this point in time, there are generally only three types of activities in London.

The watchmen, the Knights of Defence in the Kingdom of the Dead, and monsters.

Other ordinary people often choose to hide from home.

Wanderers come from the inner world and travel between cities. They pose little threat to ordinary people, but the premise is that you obediently hide in your home.

The fog is like the ocean, which isolates everyone and every building in London. Even if this is a city with a population of one million people, when the night falls, when you are in the fog, there will be a kind of desolation. The feeling of the world.

This especially makes ordinary people feel cold and fearful.

Donald is just an ordinary person. Once a local gangster in the London area, their status plummeted after the disaster, and they were even close to the point where they couldn't eat.

Under the tremendous changes, ordinary people's life is not easy. Donald has always hoped to find a new way to survive. Unfortunately, he doesn't have any skills. At most, he does a physical job in the Port of London. Until a few days ago, someone Found him.

That was a rising star in the underground circle of East London, an Oriental named "Mr. S", who was also an ordinary man, but had a talented thug, and what he did was extremely crazy, that was... hunting. Kill the watchmen.

In the current London, among ordinary people, the richest are undoubtedly the watchmen formed by talented people who join the periphery of the kingdom of the dead.

Ability brings wealth, and most capable talents will not treat themselves badly.

The money allocated for killing a talented person is enough to cover Donald’s salary for a few months. Therefore, Donald, who is a gangster, did not hesitate to choose to join after taking advantage of it once. Together with several other people, he followed. Looking at the Mr. S hunting the Watcher.

It is said that there is an owner on Mr. S. The bodies of the killed watchmen were taken away for the experiment, and they divided up the money. According to rumors, the owner was probably not a human being, but a weird crystal cluster, but Donald knew it well. He never inquires about the rules here, nor does he think about it carefully. He only does his own thing and takes what he needs, but he still lives and nourishes.

Hunting the watchman is risky. It must be carried out in the dark. The fog is shrouded and weird emerges. When a watchman is killed, no one knows who killed it or a monster. Therefore, even if it has started in London recently There are rumors that someone is hunting the watchmen, but it is impossible for anyone to find them.

What excites Donald and the others most is that they are just a group of ordinary people, only a not-so-talented person, but they are often able to perfectly kill every incredible watcher under the arrangement of Mr. S. Let those who can slaughter them easily be killed by them.

When the risk is suppressed to the lowest and the harvest reaches the highest, people like Donald naturally flock to him and follow Mr. S frantically.

Today, it is even more exciting.

Mr. S wants to hunt down a first surname.

Lance.

Donald had seen the sunny and handsome blond man, and his awe-inspiring righteousness almost made him nauseous. Therefore, their team was extremely excited and wanted to kill the first surname that was so majestic and majestic.

Kill him, then touch his home...

Donald rubbed his hands and sneered.

The warehouse behind is the trap they set up. Before starting today’s action, they have already figured out everything about Lance, his home in London, living habits, people in the circle... This time the invitation is S The husband personally sent a letter to Lance.

Mr. S is sure that Lance will come after seeing his letter.

With all the previous experiences, Donald is convinced of Mr. S’s words, and then, just wait.

Donald's body shrank quietly, disappearing into the building and darkness behind him, waiting...

"Huh? There is a situation!" Donald reminded in a low voice in the message, because he noticed a woman in a panic running out of the fog and running towards the warehouse, but because of the fog and panic, she didn't pay attention at all. To Donald who was hiding here, he kept looking back, as if something terrifying was chasing her.

Is it a monster?

This thought flashed through Donald's mind, and immediately his eyes condensed.

Because the "thing" chasing the woman soon appeared. It was a human being with a blood dripping head in one hand, while floating in the air in a very strange semi-suspended posture. Xu Di chased the woman in front of her, watching her gradually approach the warehouse, with hope in her eyes.

Then, stretching out his arm, the power from an unknown talent burst out in an instant, and the woman was pulled up like a puppet, far away from the broken door of the warehouse, and was heavily thrown in front of him.

The human gifted condescendingly looked down at the face that was distorted by fear, with a slightly dissatisfied smile: "It would be fine if I was killed by me, and he wanted to run this far, in case I was killed by the land of the dead. People who have found out, then it’s troublesome, oh, let’s do it, I’ll give you to the wanderers, it’s said that they cannibalize people a little bit, integrate them into their bodies, and decompose them. In the whole process, you are It is conscious and can be sober and sober."

Speaking of the last sentence, the woman was already shaking with fear.

And just once, a sharp howl sounded from the field.

A bright light erupted from the dilapidated warehouse, hitting at high speed and hitting instantly. The talented person only had time to look up and was hit by the light. The whole body exploded like a balloon in an instant, with blood splashing. With thunderous noises and light waves, the woman splashed with blood was all over her face.

The woman screamed, and with this blow, a long figure walked out of the warehouse and came to the woman's side step by step.

That person has a typical Asian face, wearing a neat white suit, but his face is exaggerated like a cannon fodder from a Hong Kong movie.

At this time, Donald also ran over and said respectfully to this man: "Mr. S, it was just now..."

"Yes, I used the killer."

"That Lance guy..."

"I think the talented person just now looks very powerful, and the spike that doesn't give people a chance is called a spike."

"This... okay..." Donald hesitated to speak again, thinking that Mr. S seemed to be changing the law to praise himself?

"Fortunately for him today. Remember to take this guy's body back." The man in the white suit shrugged.

"But..." Donald frowned, looking at the minced meat everywhere.

"You want minced meat too. What world's secrets that Shilian **** is looking for, there are also secrets I want to know, so I can't care about it." The man in the white suit said casually.

Donald was shocked, and he didn't dare to ask more after hearing something that shouldn't be heard.

The man in the white suit squatted down in front of the woman, squinted his eyes and looked at the other person, "Hey, I saved you."

"Thanks...thank you." The woman's voice contained great fear, for fear that this person would be equally uncomfortable and would kill herself casually.

And the man stretched out his hand to her: "Pay the money, protection fee."

The woman showed a look of error.

The man in the white suit immediately showed a crazy look, as if he was going to eat people alive: "Why, I have provided you with rescue services, do you want to go wrong?"

Donald at the back just wanted to say something when he suddenly stopped.

Because at that moment, he heard a certain sound, and then felt a certain vibration.

The earth was shaking.

Donald's eyes widened and saw a huge skyscraper-like shadow walking through the fog.

The man squatting in front of the woman also noticed something and looked upward...

Behind the abandoned warehouse, a gust of wind blew up, the fog even rolled away slightly, and a majestic giant shadow was passing through the sky.

From the far end of the city, there was a loud noise.

The Asian man widened his eyes and watched the giant monster and the sky-grabbing shadow disappear at the end of the mist, as if he was walking away from an isolated island, rubbing his chin, thinking thoughtfully: "This is not right... …"

At this moment, from the warehouse behind him, a heavy-footed man in black robes gradually walked out, dragging something with one hand, step by step into the chaotic fog.

The Asian man asked, "Blingbling, why did you run out and why are you going?"

"I'm not called Blingbling, I'm going to find someone." A cold voice came from under the black robe, and its footsteps paused slightly, "And you know the person I'm looking for.

"The second phase opens.

"Under the gaze of the gods, this is the only opportunity we can take the initiative to find him."

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