Chapter 901： Mouth Cannon Bureau (1/2)
Lin Chou did not have the same level of compatibility as Huang Dashan's ability to kill himself, and had a bad temper, so Chen Feng was dragged away by a certain Lin like a dog.
In situ, as the villa-like building that was forcibly demolished collapsed, the vines attached to it slowly lost its vitality, became sticky and corrupt, and finally turned into a liquid that exuded a strong, disgusting breath, and quickly It volatilized into a grayish-brown mist.
Just where Lin Chou and Shen Feng just stopped, a strange cavity without smoke appeared in the thick foul smoke. It had limbs, a body, and a head. It was clearly in the shape of a ”human”.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a strange wind blowing.
The fuzzy human figure was blown away like smoke, floated above the mask, and merged into it.
The real smoke does not fluctuate, at most, it just fills in the position of the humanoid cavity again.
...
Shen Feng narrowed his neck and followed Lin Chou's waist--
After taking three steps, he suddenly turned his head and slammed the air with the old fist of a fifth-order martial artist, and after taking two steps, he suddenly jumped up and shouted.
Really, even the three-year-old child who was scared out of the psychological shadow by the neighbor's big goose is not as vulnerable as him.
”...”
I don't know why, Lin Chou suddenly felt that this broken hood was actually quite humane. The criterion for selecting those who entered must be ”the persimmon picking up the soft pinch”, right?
Look, there were so many people on the scene, but only two came in at the end:
One is Shen Feng, the lowest rank fifth martial artist in history, and the other is a certain forest who just wants to be a quiet beautiful man.
Isn't this not humanitarian enough!
Therefore, Lin Chou has already summoned a convenient shovel...
Li Heigou was hit by a living corpse, and he was able to perform such a soul-class drama that ignited his presence. Lin Chou's thoughts were now completely spontaneously pulling on Liu Renjun.
It’s not that he was full of malicious innocence out of thin air. Based on Lin Chou’s rich experience as a Sanyue evolver, Liu Renjun is the only one who can meet these two requirements at the same time-well, except for Liu Renjun, he doesn’t know the second one. Such a person!
emmmmm, maybe his accomplices can also...
Sack of balls!
With such a big movement and a messy appearance, why should people run in? Need the audience to satisfy some perverted evil desire?
He is just a cook-although he is handsome, he is still a cook.
Lin Chou doesn't like to be involved in all kinds of strange events. The numbers on the system panel of the cooking counting system panel listen to the short gossip of the evolving people, some of them, and some of them are not for him. enough.
Secret room game? Or to solve the mystery? Or reveal the conspiracy to save the world? Those messy things are so mind-blowing...
To be honest, don't you know that this handsome's intelligence can't be made up by the dog beep system?
Nonsence!
(What kind of mess I am thinking about)
”It must be the smell that hurts my nose and brain is affecting me!”
Lin Chou glanced at Shen Feng, who was lost in his soul, and confirmed this idea even more.
”Ok?”
Lin Chou keenly perceives the aura of the evolutionary, which is still very familiar.
”Hey, Mr. Shen, we are back, we have found someone.”
Shen Feng turned his face,
”Who? Where?”
Lin Chou pointed to the three-story villa in front of which the gate had been completely sealed by vines, and the shape could only be barely seen.
”There are evolutionaries in it.”
Shen Feng squinted his eyes for a while.
”Well, it is indeed an evolutionary, even the origin gives people a feeling of drunkenness... it is undoubtedly Master Wen!”
Lin Chou: ”!!!”
He just vaguely felt the aura of an evolutionary inside, and Shen Feng's excellent operation made him unable to comment at all.
Well, the first time I heard that Yuanyuan actually smells so special.
”Yes, let's go then.”
”Wait!” Shen Feng shouted loudly, and then urged, ”Ahem, it's not safe for us to go in like this... Look at me...”
Twenty to thirty meters away, Shen Feng Leng was brewing a wave of ”holy fireball technique.”
”Boom~”
The smoke dissipated.
The door of the villa became a big hole, and the vines on the entire wall were burned to ashes. The marble building that was supposed to be very imposing was painted with a layer of charcoal black, and there were countless paths around the big hole that were open at least one inch. With wide cracks, the walls of the entire villa can basically meet the standards for immediate demolition and reconstruction.
——This is already the third building destroyed by Mr. Shen.
Lin Chou said as he walked in,
”If I remember correctly, the yard you built hasn't been checked and accepted yet?”
”Ah... don't you say that people died before they had time... what's wrong?”
”It's nothing.”
The villa is still full of stench, the gray eyes are very uncomfortable, and the floor is full of ”corpses” of vines that have long been dead.
This kind of vine grows in a divergent shape, and the withered old vines gradually spread from a certain central point to the walls of the villa.
Shen Feng glanced around for a while.
”That...Linzi, please first...”
Lin Chou was speechless.
Shen Feng Shen's not-so-high image has completely turned into a puddle of mud in his heart, and he can't go up to the wall no matter how he supports it, he can only paste it.
If we had a knight-dreaming Young Master Sikong here, it would be possible to immediately give up the long-cherished wish of our hearts and minds.
The vines grew from the stairs, and the scent of warm wine was also on the second floor, so the two of them stepped on the ground with dry vines and walked upstairs.
Turning the first corner, a faint voice came from upstairs, intermittently,
”Oh... you... the righteous side...”
”Mingguang is extremely weak, but not everyone can afford it at will.”
”Wake up, you still have a truckload of bricks to move... Tsk, there really isn't any humor... Hehe, this is a little trouble... Don't put it in your eyes, use a blood corpse... idea Yes... Did you forget the two hundred... lessons?”
Shen Feng and Lin Chou looked at each other, and their voices became clearer and clearer as they walked.
”On the contrary, I personally appreciate the Neon Dragon's tactics...”
”Sure enough, Liu Renjun's own thoughts, Old Antique, you are outdated.”
”How do you count now?”
”Oh, the last temptation will still be like a disgusting maggot, hiding in the dark for dozens of hundreds of years?”
”If you're afraid of being beaten, just say it, don't worry, no one really cares.”
”They don't even bother to care about you, only Mingguang City is still cooperating with you, and only we are playing with you.”
From beginning to end, there was only the voice of Wen Zhongjiu alone, which was very strange.
Shen Feng frowned and stood by the stairs first.
”Master Wen?”
Upstairs is a living room half smaller than the one downstairs. Wen Zhongjiu sits in the living room with no furnishings with his back facing the two of them. Opposite him is a humanoid creature composed of withered vines and black slime. .
There are countless withered vines connected below it, which is the origin of all the vines in this house, but I don't know why the vines outside the villa are alive and blooming, but the inside is dead.
Wen Zhongjiu didn't notice the arrival of the two people, and continued to talk.
”Oh? No, in the cataclysm era, some people die and some incomprehensible things... are the most normal. Hasn't the base city been so ignorant for two hundred years? Habit is a good thing.”