Rebel Demon King

Chapter 350 Shadow of the Plague
There was a slight gasp in the empty hall, and there were circles of scented candles hanging between the black marble pillars. A wisp of green smoke rose straight up, until it reached the black ceiling, and the jumping flames illuminated the entire hall indistinctly. , especially behind the golden dragon couch on the high platform is a whole piece of topaz screen wall, on which the shadow of Master Jing with his head held high is emerging.

A scene that is not suitable for children is being performed here, but because the Yugan Palace is too large and empty, the secret sounds from Beibei and Duan Peiling did not stir up any waves in the heavy fragrance. Although there are many people standing in the main hall, but But all expressions were solemn, and no one dared to turn their heads to look at the dragon couch on the high platform, and they all stared at the void directly in front of them. Such a scene had a sense of solemnity that made people unable to breathe.

On the pyramid-like high platform made of white jade, Beibei, who was so proud and domineering a few days ago, was sweating profusely. Her fair skin was covered with bean-sized beads of sweat, and her eyes were full of tears. Desperate and terrified.

Master Jing seemed to be accustomed to such situations. He stretched out his hand and pressed the ruby ​​longan at one end of the dragon couch, and the ingenious golden hollow armrest slowly rose up. There were five slender crystal needle tubes arranged inside. , the crystal needle exudes colorful light, making people dazzled.

Master Jing casually picked up a needle tube, clenched his fist skillfully, and inserted the needle tube into the bulging blue radial artery on his wrist. Immediately, the wine-red liquid in the slender needle tube began to boil violently, as if boiling. The water was bubbling with air bubbles in the needle tube at a glance.

Master Jing pushed the needle tube to the end without hesitation, then glanced at the empty needle tube, then put it back into the box, pressed the longan, and the box was retracted to the armrest again.

After more than ten seconds, Beibei felt that Master Jing's skin was heating up, and the blue blood vessels became thicker under the somewhat transparent skin, and his skin was slightly wavy, as if there were countless bugs in the muscles surge
Duan Peiling was no stranger to this scene, but it was the first time Beibei saw such an unimaginable scene, so she stopped moving and looked at the scene in front of her inexplicably horrified.

In the originally deserted hall, the voice gradually became more intense. At the beginning, Master Jing, who was like a salted fish, after injecting the red liquid, his body lying on the dragon couch swelled by a quarter, and all the muscles in his body swelled. Inflated, from the original ordinary person to the devil muscle man Schwarzenegger.

Two hours later, with a roar, Beibei looked at Duan Peiling on the dragon bed, whose throat and arteries were bitten by Master Jing, and she was completely lost. She wanted to escape from the bloody dragon bed, but He didn't have any strength at all, he could only watch helplessly as Master Jing threw Duan Peiling's limp body away, and threw it under the steps like a leaking inflatable doll
Master Jing looked at Beibei's sluggish expression, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled cruelly, "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now and couldn't hold it back."

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After Feng Luwan with her hair tied and wearing professional attire hung up the call, she turned to Bai Xiuxiu who was running on the treadmill and said, "Chairman, Liu Dongqiang died around ten o'clock in the evening, and the cause of death is still unclear."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the radiant Xiangjiang River, and Bai Xiuxiu's graceful figure is reflected on the glass, with slender waist and jade legs, which is really a lotus growing every step of the way.

Her crystal-clear cheeks were covered with blush and moist moisture, she couldn't tell that she was a woman in her 30s, she was simply a young mature woman who had just entered the society.

Bai Xiuxiu, who was wearing cotton shorts and a white tight-fitting shirt, slowed down the speed of the treadmill. She began to walk slowly on the treadmill. At the same time, she picked up the towel hanging on the treadmill and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Looking at the night scene of the Xiangjiang River, panting slightly, he said: "Liu Dongqiang deserves to die, but it's a pity that the thread we've been laying for so long has been broken like this."

Feng Luwan frowned and said worriedly: "This year is really bad. Suddenly, a 34-year-old chosen person took over the mission of Seven Sins. Not to mention, Xingmen and Ouyu caught Katz in Thailand, but we I haven't touched the side of the 'Black Death' organization yet. The only clue now is Mr. Jing. But Mr. Jing is so cunning that he never revealed any flaws."

"Don't worry, I've been with you for so many years, you can't talk about frustration at this time, besides, the Black Death has a much longer history than our Tai Chi Dragon, even the people from the European Aerospace Defense Group and Stargate Helpless, how can it be so easy to catch people from their organization?" Bai Xiuxiu said lightly.

"I don't know if Stargate has obtained any information from Katz."

Bai Xiuxiu shook her head, "Kaz died very strangely. When he was imprisoned in Thailand, under the heavy guard of the guards, he actually hanged himself to death. But he is just a puppet. Even if he knows something, he knows only a little. For the Black Death, it’s just changing the name and re-opening a website to continue the black trade. They need a large number of living people to experiment with a mysterious potion. It is said that this kind of thing called God’s gene currently only has Stargate, Yuyu, and Black Death. The disease has its origin. The Black Death originated from the alliance of goofy doctors in the [-]th century. I only learned this news from the Qianlong Group.”

Feng Luwan suddenly realized: "Then the 'Shadow of Plague' used by the Black Death to control middle-level cadres is derived from the research of God's genes?"

Bai Xiuxiu got off the treadmill, picked up the water glass on the bar by the floor-to-ceiling window, nodded to Feng Luwan and said, "I guess you are going to find out how Liu Dongqiang died. If he was killed, then find out Find out who killed him."

(There will be one more tonight)
(End of this chapter)