I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 133 Level [-] Mysterious Fog
Inside the 567 Bar in Nanjiang City.

Sitting on the booth, Su Qing held the wine bottle in one hand, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and then excitedly shouted at Wang Chan who was sitting opposite: "Little Wang, drink."

"Brother Su, you're drunk." Wang Chan picked up his glass and took a sip, shouting against the piercing high-pitched metal music in the bar.

"Drunk?" Su Qing blushed and smiled disdainfully.

He stretched out his hand to embrace the girl next to him who was wearing a short skirt with a small buttocks and low cut, and said, "Xiaowen, go get some more wine!"

"Okay, Brother Su." Xiaowen seemed to be very satisfied with Su Qing's generosity, and couldn't help kissing Su Qing on the face.

"Okay!" Su Qing put down the wine bottle heavily, with a bold face: "Tonight, I, Mr. Su, will pay for the entire consumption!"

It seems that because he didn't shout loudly enough, Su Qing's voice was instantly covered by the roaring music.

"Brother Su." Wang Chan looked embarrassed, since he was reprimanded by Qin Shiyun last time, he has been very restrained, and he only tasted it when he went out to drink.

Looking at Su Qing who was already drunk, Wang Chan sighed helplessly.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the phone vibrating came from Wang Chan's pocket, and he reached out to pick it up.

Looking at the display on the mobile phone, it seems that the call is transferred.

Don't even think to know who it is.

"My mother is calling!"

"I'll go out and pick it up!" Wang Chan yelled, seeing that Su Qing was still immersed in the music, he stopped disturbing him and walked out of the bar by himself.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in the bar, although the red lights on the street are like fire, there are not many people.

After all, most people who celebrate the New Year eat New Year’s Eve dinner with their families at home.

Originally, Tang Cuirong also wanted to stay in Nanjiang City to celebrate the New Year with Wang Chan, but the incident happened suddenly.

Melina recalled them all to Tianjing City.

Standing under the streetlight outside the bar, Wang Chan picked up the phone and said softly, "Mom."

"Hey, good son." Tang Cuirong's narrow voice came from the phone: "Do you miss your mother?"

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it." Wang Chan said perfunctorily.

It's only been a few days, and he's not Ma Baonan.

"How are you doing tonight?" Tang Cuirong asked, and there seemed to be a lot of voices in her background.

It seems that the church held a meeting during the New Year's Eve.

"Let's go with my colleagues, how can I live." Wang Chan raised his head to look at the dark night sky while speaking, feeling inexplicably depressed in his heart.

"Did you go out to fool around again?" Tang Cuirong teased: "Single dogs are treated like this. I advise you to quickly find a wife, but you don't listen. Other people's houses are full of wives and children, but what about you?"

"Mom!" Wang Chan suddenly interrupted Tang Cuirong's chatter.

"It seems that the mist is coming."

"What?" Tang Cuirong on the other end of the phone was shocked: "What level of strange fog?"

"Drip! Hum buzz"

"Alert, according to the latest warning information from the Nanjiang City Guard Department and the Meteorological Department, between 8:10 and [-]:[-] tonight, there will be four levels of strange fog descending on Nanjiang City."

"Level [-]. It seems to be a level [-] mist." Listening to the piercing siren and the warning sound of the radio, Wang Chan's mind went blank, and the damp and cold air blew on his face, allowing him to calm down. A moment of clarity.

"Mom, it's a level four strange fog." Wang Chan's voice trembled.

"Level [-]?" On the other end of the phone, Tang Cuirong paused, and her voice burst out suddenly: "You go home immediately! Stay at home!"

Tang Cuirong's explosive roar from the mobile phone next to his ear made Wang Chan's cold hands and feet tremble.

"Level [-] weird fog." Wang Chan repeated in a low voice while holding up the phone.

"Mom, I'm a guard!"

"You are my son!" Tang Cuirong's voice was still bursting, with a hint of crying.

"From the first day I chose to be a guard, I knew what I would face." Wang Chan's voice was calm, but behind him, the gate of Bar 567 was blasted open and crushed.

"Level [-] Mysterious Fog, if you can survive, you will have bragging rights."

"If they die, then our family will be a meritorious family."

"Our family is already a meritorious family." Tang Cuirong eased her emotions, and her voice was no longer as high-pitched as before.

"Oh, that's right." Wang Chan laughed at himself.

"Mom, then I'm going to work." Wang Chan said again, but this time he didn't give Tang Cuirong a chance to speak, hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Turning around with a sullen face, Wang Chan took off his heavy down jacket and flicked it with his hands to reveal the black uniform of the guard department inside.

"The Ministry of Security performs official duties!"

Wang Chan's high-pitched voice fell, and the crowd rushing out of the bar burst into an uproar, and no one stopped looking at him.

After all, escape is important at this time.

Wang Chan didn't care, and when he was about to go against the flow of people and rush into the bar, a burst of gunfire sounded in the night sky.

"boom!"

The moment the gunshot rang out, the surrounding crowd staggered to make way.

Wang Chan stared at Su Qing who was slowly walking out from the crowd.

Looking at the uniform of the guards on Su Qing and his gradually clear eyes, Wang Chan couldn't help laughing and said, "Work overtime!"

"Three times the salary for Chinese New Year!" After Su Qing responded, the two rushed to the security department building.

At the same time, it was located at the home of Zhengxin in Binjiang Community.

Beside the old and simple dining table, Bian Zhengxin was wearing his uniform slowly.

Although the expression on the face is heavy, the movements are methodical and unhurried.

"Old man." A middle-aged woman with hair in a bun and silver threads all over her head handed a long knife wrapped in oilcloth to Bian Zheng and said, "Be careful at night."

Bian Zhengxin took the long knife, turned his head with a slightly apologetic expression: "I only ate half of this meal again."

"I'll be with you when I retire later."

"Well, you go." The middle-aged woman smiled and helped Bian Zhengxin straighten his collar.

After watching Bian Zhengxin walk out of the room, she was left alone in the empty living room.

Turning her head to look at the spiritual tablet placed in the living room, the sadness on the middle-aged woman's face flashed away.

After moving the photo frame on the tablet to the dining table, the middle-aged woman showed a loving expression: "Son, let's have a New Year's Eve dinner with mom."

Room 1001, Dumpling Garden Community.

Makino put on his uniform slowly, looking at his handsome face in the mirror, Makino smiled unconsciously.

After taking out the long knife in the closet, put the small wooden box back in place.

"Let's go." Mu Ye looked at himself in the mirror, and said to Qin Shiyun who was standing at the door of the bedroom.

"En." Qin Shiyun nodded heavily, looking at Muye's back with a solemn expression.

"Can I help you?" Li Henshui, who came over from the side, looked at Mu Ye with burning eyes.

"You?" Makino smiled, "Just help me clean up the dishes."

(End of this chapter)