Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 223 Halloween Carnival

Liang De took out a blue decorative electric drill from his arms, and approached cautiously like an agent sneaking into an enemy base with a gun.

In the confidential file storage room and the magical girl mission record storage area, three or four used empty paper boxes were randomly thrown on the ground, surrounded by wet and crumpled paper balls.

A familiar smell of cigarettes, a familiar Polo shirt, a familiar Rolex, a familiar old face.

That's right, he can enter the confidential file storage room without the staff of the archives department noticing, and nobody cares about him in the evil disaster bureau in the middle of the night. Who else can he be?

Huang Chuanchao was holding a snowflake carved from pink crystal in his hand, and kept wiping away his tears with a tissue. On the table next to him was a 2L red bottle of coke for sharing and a large bucket of popcorn, and a quick snack. A full blue and white porcelain ashtray.

"Old Liang, are you here for the second brush today?"

Liang De put away the electric drill for decoration and said:

"Brother Huang, it's too late to sleep, you're too dedicated.

You are the Dinghaishenzhen of the Xiangbei Bureau, you should pay more attention to your body. "

"It's okay, my secretary is sleeping for me, at least eight hours of sleep every day."

Huang Chuanchao took out a piece of paper and blew his nose, wiped his hands and drew a chair for Liang De.

"Can you let the secretary replace you while you sleep?"

"A little bit of bloodline ability can make other people eat, drink, sleep, sleep and get sick on their behalf. It's not worth mentioning that it's a trivial skill."

He threw the cigarette case to Liang De, pointed to the dozen or so pink crystal snowflakes on the table, and said:

"This is my selection of magical girl mission records, 20 years of classic sadomasochism collection, you can start with the ones on the left for the second brush, step by step, including abuse and crying, come to me if you don't cry."

"No, no, Brother Huang, I'm fragile. I can only watch the reunion when I watch dramas. I can't come to hello."

"There are sweet ones too. I'll bring them all for you. They're so sweet that you're sad. If you don't want sweetness, you don't need money. Just wait a minute."

Huang Chuanchao was about to get up when Liang De quickly explained:

"Brother Huang, I'm here to check the relevant information of the polluters. Let's look at the records another day."

"Oh, you are here to find information about Zhao Yuhan."

Liang De was stunned for a moment, and said:

"Yes, Brother Huang, are you paying attention to her too?"

Huang Chuanchao put the cigarette on the edge of the ashtray and said:

"Xiangbei is the only polluter.

How could it be so easy for ordinary people infected by the power of the evil god to survive the major disasters of the evil god, and there are only a dozen of them in the whole country.

Don't look for it, the relevant information in the archives department has been altered by others, I can tell you the ins and outs. "

Huang Chuanchao has been in charge of the Xiangbei Evil Disaster Bureau for Thunder Zhenzong for many years. He knows everything about the Xiangbei Bureau and doesn't care about anything.

As long as Xiangbei City is not razed to the ground, and the citizens of Xiangbei are not taken away, he will be able to pass the performance appraisal at Qinggeng Peak of Thunder Cliff.

An evil disaster situation that has been covered up and down for four or five years, in order to deal with the tragedy of supervisory inspections tampering with confidential files, he lightly told Liang De as gossip.

"... At that time, the economy was in a downturn, 3000 to [-] million people were laid off across the country, and several old factories in Xiangbei were out of order.

In those two years, the evil gods came one after another, and there were not so many investors who were fooled into the market, and the difficulty of summoning was several times lower than usual.

At that time, more than a dozen sects of evil gods jointly held sacrifices in the elementary school affiliated to Xiangbei No. [-] Middle School, preparing for a Halloween. "

"Halloween?"

"You also know that the concept of gods in 415 is quite broad, and the five ancestors of the heaven, earth, mountains, rivers and ancestral temples can all be called gods.

If there are too many evil gods, they tend to be homogeneous, with many of them having duplicate attributes and similar smells.

Although the evil gods enshrined in the dozen or so sects are different, their core teachings are all about the tribulation of the three suns. They all believe that the white sun will come to the world and cleanse the world, so they unite in a mess and prepare for the blood sacrifice. A feast of carnival by many evil gods. "

"They succeeded?"

"Almost.

The core of the sacrificial formation was set up in the classroom of Zhao Yuhan's class. Their class was not only the first batch of living sacrifices, but also hostages.

At that time, the deputy director in charge of the magical girl unit was surnamed Zhou. He immediately ordered the magical girls present to carry out magic countermeasures with all their strength. Regardless of the life or death of those hostages, he directly detonated the core of the Halloween festival to prevent the evil god from being successfully summoned. At that time, everyone in the entire district will die not come down.

The summoning ceremony is almost taking shape, and only senior tuners can counter it, and other magical girls can't help.

As a result, he gave an order, and the two first-level mediation lawyers at the festival site refused to cooperate.

Lao Zhou himself was also at the first level, so he rushed in single-handedly as soon as his brain got hot.

You also know the other two first-level transfer lawyers, Xiaoli and Xiaoyu. They rushed in with Lao Zhou, and fought a bloody battle with the evil god believers who were waiting inside.

Lao Zhou is also a strong outsider, a sissy, he commands Iron Blood and Ruthless through the door, and when he sees the hostages inside the door, he shrinks back and forth, unable to let go of his methods, and the three of them almost die inside.

In the end, it was Xiao Yu who was decisive and found an opportunity to reverse the magic power and detonate the core of the sacrificial array, saving the lives of Lao Zhou and Xiao Li. "

"Then... what about those hostages?"

"They were all dead, the sacrificial array was shattered, and the evil power was overflowing. How could ordinary people endure it. Only Zhao Yuhan survived because of her magical physique, but she was also infected by the evil power and became a polluter.

It's fine if she doesn't get in touch with the deep magic in the future, but once she gets in touch, she will be the best springboard for those evil gods in this world.

The Xiangbei Bureau secretly sent a special person to watch her, and the guardian also knew about it, so it was not a big problem, since she did not receive advanced magic education, she would not be able to touch the deep layers. "

After Liang De listened, he pointed to the ceiling and said:

"The 415 world is in such a mess, does the higher-ups not care about it?"

The operation and management of Thunder Cliff ruling the world is basically in charge of Lei Ting Zhenzong, and members of the other three sects rarely participate, so Liang De is not clear about the specific management of 415 World.

Huang Chuanchao smiled and said:

"What's the matter with this, I don't care about it, will the higher-ups care?

It is one of the core laws of the 415 world that evil thoughts and good thoughts produce gods. Qingjie can take over the fate of the sky. After all, it is only on behalf of the sky, not the sky. The core things cannot be touched and do not want to be touched.

Zhukai is the real son of Kukai and Jieyuan. If you really want to go against the world and touch the core rules, maybe the world will adjust itself and restart the universe, and you will lose more at that time. There have been such examples before.

Old Liang, do you want to help her?

That's easy too, you spread the thunderous gospel and ask her to enshrine Taifeng first, as long as she believes in the evil sect, who else would dare to provoke her? "

Liang De shook his head, "Brother Huang, I see, I'll think about it again."

……

In the Xiangbei Branch of Yingxuetang Bookstore, Zhao Yuhan was worrying about how to improve his magic power and cultural achievements as soon as possible, and he was sorting out the books on the shelf.

Suddenly a black booklet fell from above and hit her on the head.

"The Inner Devil's Diligent Method, the author...Zhu Yuanzhi?"

Zhao Yuhan picked up the book and whispered the words on the cover.

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