Book of Gods and Demons

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It's getting dark.

The wind was whizzing.

The nearby streets are very deserted.

A few wild cats and dogs shivered past the corner of the street.

Outside the front entrance of the Miller’s house, a small group of policemen wrapped in thick coats, with a gloomy face, carrying a wire-wrapped whip, standing in a shelter from the wind on the street, staring badly at a group of people working **** the street. Hapless.

"The **** of the city hall!" The police could faintly hear the cursing.

They are the prison guards of a detention center in the imperial capital, and the unlucky ones who are slowly clearing the snow on the street are the rogues temporarily held in the detention center, or other **** who have not committed serious crimes but have been held temporarily for a few days.

Originally, cleaning up the snow on the streets should have been specially allocated by the city hall to hire municipal workers to handle it.

I really got caught up in the evil. God knows who is the big man who has eaten up and got the eggs-pain, whimsically proposed in the city hall'save taxpayers pay taxes, save municipal operation costs, and use social idle resources more efficiently' Motion.

The official in charge of financial expenditure in the city hall immediately responded to the suggestion of the big man and deducted the funds for clearing the snow on the streets.

Without the wages, the municipal workers will of course not work.

The prisoners detained in the Imperial Detention Center were taken to the streets by the prison guards, clearing the snow in the freezing wind.

This is an unprecedented thing after all, and no place in the empire has done such a thing before.

Therefore, the big figures in the city hall are a little shy and a little cautious.

They did not dare to let the prisoners take to the streets in broad daylight, but after the sky was dark, they secretly let the prison guards **** teams of prisoners to the streets with various tools.

"Municipal funds have been saved... How do we calculate our overtime?" A tall prison guard cursed in a low voice: "At this time, we should be drinking hot coffee in the duty room comfortably and watching Read the newspaper, or play a few cards, and spend the whole night easily..."

"But now, we are eating cold wind on the street...Hey, are there no overtime pay?"

The tall prison guard stomped fiercely.

"Should there be?" The prison guards, who were shorter and more shrewd than their colleagues, trembled with their hands behind their backs, and trembled slightly: "I heard that part of the money saved from the municipal workers will be paid to the police. The Ministry of Prison Administration...We should be paid for overtime."

The short prison guard curled his lips at the weak prisoners: "The wool is on the sheep. These guys work, don't have to give them a son!"

The dozen or so prison guards who got together suddenly smiled.

"Well, the duty room is idle anyway...it's good to have overtime pay." The tall prison guard who complained first laughed'chuckled' and waved the whip in his hand triumphantly: " Well, if the overtime pay is high enough, maybe I can get a bearskin coat for the old guy at home during the New Year!"

He spat heavily on the ground, and muttered in a complicated tone: "Ha, that old guy, I always say that I'm a policeman, and shame him on this old-fuck... Hmph, he's frozen in the Lulai Plain. The old cold leg that came out...Tsk, okay, I'm almost saving enough for this overtime pay."

A group of prison guards opened their mouths one after another, looking forward to whether this unexpected overtime pay would be paid, how much it would be, and after receiving the money, they would use the money to buy something and do something.

An exquisite four-wheeled carriage slowly passed by these prison guards.

In the warm carriage, Sisters Mia and Mick wearing thin skirts, through the gaps in the curtains, smiled and looked at the police officers who were shrunken in the shelter from the wind on the street, trembling and chatting.

"The humble guy... a little bit of trivial sweetness can make them feel happy and warm." Mia shook her head gently.

"Happiness and warmth? I hate these things... Hehe, seeing their smiles makes me unhappy. I really want to destroy the things that make them smile... The luster of the souls of these black dogs really makes People hate it." Mick squinted and issued a vicious curse.

"Then, it's time to destroy them easily." Mia shook her white, slender, tender hands indifferently: "Let their happiness be broken, their souls will fall, and they will become believers of our Lord... Isn't it a very simple thing?"

"These mortals are powerless against us... don't they? Dear Mikan!" Mia laughed, watching as she crawled on the floor of the carriage, with a metal dog ring around her neck and a thin iron attached to it. Mikan of the chain.

The once sunny and energetic high-achieving student of Mechanical Processing of the Second Polytechnic University, Mikan, has now completely changed a person... Even his current state makes it impossible to determine whether he is still a pure person. '!

He lay on the ground like a tamed evil dog.

He was only wearing a thin single coat. Through the white, almost transparent silk material, he could see the knotted, bulging muscles on his body, like a beast.

His face was distorted, a dozen blue veins bulged on his forehead, and his high raised eyes were dull and muddy. The most frightening thing is that his eyes are strange triangles!

The triangular eyes are shining with dark purple light. Looking carefully, there are dense and twisted runes attached to the three corners of his eyes. These insect-like runes squirmed and flickered, constantly emitting a sense of suffocation that made people feel dull, like sewage in the sewer.

"Mikan, dear Mikan, what a perfect masterpiece you are." Mia kicked Mikan's chin with her toes: "Hehe, these days, your performance is very good, very good...those pure Little girls, but because of you, all have fallen into irreparable depravity."

"You have to work harder... Hey, after midnight, there are still a group of pure and lovely little girls, they want you to deal with it... When their souls are also corroded and completely sinking, our arrangement, It's almost complete."

"I already, can't wait to see the wonderful scene of Hyderabad after our plan is launched!"

"It will be, very interesting, isn't it?"

Mia smiled brightly.

Mick also smiled brightly.

In the evil and brilliant smiles of the two sisters, the carriage came straight to the front door of Miller's house.

The door of the carriage opened quietly, and Mia pulled Mikan out of the carriage with a thin iron chain. Mick sang a song softly and jumped out of the car happily.

On the front door of Miller’s house, there were several seals of the Ministry of Supervision affixed to each other. Mick tilted his head, walked briskly to the door, and blew it out in one breath. These seals seemed to have been baptized for hundreds of years. , Decayed into ashes in an instant.

With a ‘click’, the metal door bolt with the thickness of the arm is also rapidly rusting and corroding. After a breath, such a thick metal door bolt will turn into rusty dross and fall down.

Mick smiled and gently pushed the door open.

Miara's expression was dull, Mikan, with saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, walked into the door.

Behind them, sitting in the coachman's seat, taller than seven feet tall, with dark skin, and the short hair dyed into pale white, the native black mainland native grinned and shook his horse whip slightly, and the two horses pulling the cart snapped their noses. , A few faint sparks spurted out of his nostrils, and he cleverly pulled the carriage into the gate.

Mick stayed behind, she looked at both ends of the street outside the door, smiled, and closed the door gently.

Her fingers shook lightly, which had corroded and decayed, turning into iron **** and falling down the door bolt and flew lightly. There was a purple-black viscous breath oozing out of the air, and the viscous breath that was like glue quickly merged with the iron slag, and it melted into a strange paste in twos or twos.

Mick lightly patted the batter on the door, and the batter quickly hardened, sealing the door firmly.

"Okay, Mick, don't be so careful. The prey we fancy can't escape." Mia turned around and smiled at her sister: "It's like a cat and mouse game, if They are obedient, and we can make them our party members...If they are not obedient, then just so, there will be a few more sacrifices tonight."

Mick touched her rosy lips with a finger, and she chuckled, "I believe they will make a wise choice... Hey, that big bald head looks very majestic, can I enjoy him first? "

Mia's face turned black: "Oh, no, Mick, I am my sister, we still follow the rules, good prey, I will take the first bite... You must be behind me, unless... "

'boom'!

Mia, Mick and others have already approached the main building of the house, and they have already walked outside the gate of the main building.

In the lobby on the first floor, a gunshot suddenly sounded.

Because of the rapid changes in the temperature in the main building before, all the window glass had cracks. So this gunshot came out through these cracks, very loud and crisp.

Because of the cold winter and the cold wind, the neighborhood is empty and empty.

With the wind, the gunshots spread out so easily, far away...

At the sheltering place on the street outside, UU reading www.uukanshu.com tremblingly discussing overtime pay, the prison guards subconsciously dropped the whip in their hands and pulled out the baton hanging from their waist.

"Gunshots?" a prison guard asked his colleagues blankly.

"Police whistle... blow the whistle... call the brothers over..." The tall prison guard, who was thinking about paying overtime to buy a bearskin coat, yelled: "Damn, we don't have guns... "

They are just prison guards in ordinary detention centers, and they only deal with some local ruffians on weekdays. They are not the armed prison guards of the prisons for felons, and they did not issue any firearms.

But when they heard the gunshots, the guards looked at each other. They took out the police whistle, blew the whistle with all their strength, and rushed towards the Miller mansion not far away.

"Overtime pay... to be doubled! We are prison guards, we are prison guards!" Several police officers ran madly while chanting.

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