The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 91 Selfishness (Part )

Under the dim twilight, an old black man with a stooped waist opened his mouth wide, picked up a shriveled and ferocious lizard mummy and put it into his mouth. Such a picture is really quite shocking to the psychology of normal people.

At least to the agents around him.

Fortunately for them, the old black warlock didn't seem to have any intention of swallowing the thing. He just sucked and stirred it in his mouth for a while, and then slipped it out again.

"Looking at the bright side, it seems that after this operation, there is no need to take everyone to trouble Dr. Jason Silver in the psychological consultation room..."

The agent captain comforted himself secretly. Even for people like them who were used to seeing bloody and weird scenes, it was a blessing to be able to keep their eyes and hearts as clear as possible.

But the next second, he felt that he was a little happy too early.

I saw old Bob bending forward and spreading his arms, his chest rising and falling, and his neck, which had become much thicker, was squirming, as if something was desperately crawling out from there!

"Gudong!" The agents closest to him swallowed in unison and quietly moved a few steps away.

Along with the sticky and smelly secretions dripping, a transparent fleshy crest poked out from Old Bob's mouth, followed by tiny pointed claws, a head, a body, and finally a slender tail.

This is clearly what the mummified lizard looked like just now!

But at this time, the lizard's body was glowing with fluorescent lights, and it was ethereal. At a glance, it was obvious that it was a spirit creature such as a ghost.

The old black warlock straightened up, gasped twice, looked at the transparent lizard lying on the ground, grinned with satisfaction, and waved his hand gently.

The lizard flashed slightly, then instantly turned into a stream of phosphorescence, and quickly moved forward along the cracks in the rocks on the ground.

"Go, spirit of the wasteland and Gobi, bring me what I want..."

"everything!"

A faint sound echoed in his throat.

At the same time, at the temporary command post where everyone was, Zhu Mingyao frowned.

"The old guy moved!"

After waiting for a long time, he thought for a moment and ordered the Flying Eagle General [Zhang Jun] to still blend into the high-altitude wind, monitor the movement of the group, and use some of his mana to move the people hidden in the sand and stones underground. The dog general [Huang Dahu] used his earth technique to chase the lizard in the direction it escaped!
  "Today I want to see what tricks you are going to do?"

……

In the endless hills and ravines, mine openings, large and small, are scattered randomly among them. There are standard mine openings supported by steel pillar bases, and there are also some illegal miners who used a few logs to randomly mine after the withdrawal of large companies. A private mining tunnel was built.

But no matter whether the mine mouth is large or small, wide or narrow, whether it is steel frame or wooden, it all looks dilapidated. The standard ones can barely remain intact, while the small holes mined privately and illegally have simply collapsed. Most of it.

The metal parts that fell off the steel frame were scattered among the rubble, and the decayed wooden support pillars lay still in the sand.

After all, it has been forty or fifty years since this mining area was completely abandoned.

The ground is already like this. Needless to say, even if you just look at the number of holes on the surface, you can guess how intricate the tunnels are underground.

If you want to find a hiding target in this environment, without any special means to assist, you may have to recruit at least hundreds of people to search hard for a day.

Fortunately, under normal circumstances, the chance of such an incident happening is really low. Surrounded by barren mountains with a radius of dozens of kilometers, even the brothers selling powder on the road would find it inconvenient to hide here, let alone Of course other people will visit.

But there are always exceptions... just like today.

Beneath the desolate surface, dozens of meters away, somewhere in a dark abandoned tunnel.

It seems that this place should have been the intersection of several mines. Now it has been excavated and expanded by an unknown person, and it has turned into an irregular and wide stone hall.

In the middle of the stone hall, a large piece of ground was cleared, and the railway sleepers on the surrounding ground were dug out by their roots and thrown into the corner like waste, replaced by thick black and red lines.    No, not just the ground!
  Even the walls of the cave and even the roof are covered with black and red vine-like patterns.

If you look carefully, it is not so much a "texture" as it is a "rope" or "pipeline" that is obviously elastic!
  Wisps of black-red liquid-like light were slowly flowing through it, converging in one direction.

In the center of all the lines, illuminated by the glimmer of liquid, a large black thing could be vaguely seen standing there.

If someone holds a lamp and looks carefully, they will find that the big thing is actually a huge obsidian stone with a radius of about ten feet and a height of five or six feet.

The top of the obsidian was flat and smooth, as if it had been slashed horizontally by a giant, cutting off all the sharp edges and corners, turning it into a wide stone table, or in other words - a stone platform.

In front of the obsidian platform, there was a tall, vague shadow, standing there silently.

The shadow stood silently, motionless, making people wonder if it was also a rock.

Suddenly, the shadow turned its head and let out a low laugh like a night owl.

"You've been here for so long and you haven't even said hello? My friend!"

The only response to him was silence.

The shadow sneered, and without seeing how he moved, several black and red "ropes" crawling in a corner suddenly bounced up from the ground, like the tentacles of some kind of creature, and wrapped around a small pile of gravel next to it.

"Please stop! Mr. Quinn, I have no hostility." A small voice came from the rubble.

At the same time as the sound, there was also a circle of pale fluorescence that blocked the "rope" from the periphery.

A transparent lizard with an ethereal body slowly crawled out from the gap in the stone pile.

An old voice came out of the strange lizard's mouth:

"If I really want to deal with you, then there should be an official special combat team here now."

Pale fluorescent light illuminated the shadow on the opposite side, revealing a tall, thin man wearing a shabby windbreaker and disheveled hair.

The man had a slender face, a typical North American aboriginal appearance, and his brown skin seemed to be covered with a layer of dirty grease, which seemed to flash slightly under the fluorescent light.

His appearance is exactly what Zhu Mingyao and others want to arrest during this trip.
  ——The extraordinary criminal "Quinn" who first caused a series of murders and then massacred the small town police station.

The man opened his mouth, revealing his jagged fangs, and said solemnly to the transparent lizard in the distance, or Old Bob:

"Then this federal lackey...ah!

It should be said that he is a distinguished government adviser... Haha, what is the purpose of coming to visit alone? "

In response to the target's strange annoyance, Old Bob behaved extremely calmly and rationally.

"To make a long story short, in addition to me and my brother, the team that came to hunt you also included an Eastern magician and two professional diviners. With their continuous divination and positioning, you can't escape!

but--"

He drew out his tone and added.

"I can help you leave, just--

A small condition! "

　I don’t know if it will be available next month. . .

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)