Disaster Shelter

The woman put her hand on the man's shoulder, put it in his ear and said, "If you can become a professor, then we don't need to worry so much, you can do what you want ..."

The man smiled confidently and said, "It takes time."

The woman's pupil narrowed slightly, and she glanced deeply at the man in front of her.

He said that it would take a certain amount of time, but he didn't say it was impossible, which shows that he has the confidence to become a 'Professor'!

Every ‘professor’ in the society is standing at the apex of the level of disaster, and each has the strength of the real order of disaster!

The man glanced at the woman, his disdain flashed away.

This woman has gone through a long life, but her vision has always been so narrow, so he doesn't want to be the apex of the cataclysmic class-he must stand in the sky!

"I'm going to see what caused Qiao Kun's kid to make such a big mistake, and the matter here will be handled by you."

After speaking, the man's body gradually disappeared into the air, while the woman looked at the man's disappearing direction for a while, then took a deep breath and pressed it to the ground, chanting words of unknown meaning in his mouth.

Along with her words, those gradually broken red barriers started to break and slowly began to recover.

After no longer colliding with the unknown existence, the museum has enough power to suppress the contents inside the museum, and the woman just turned on the switch.

When those items that are about to get out of sleep are no longer eager to move, the red light is gradually emerging on the raging collections outside ...

That's why the man and the woman didn't take the riots to heart, because as long as the museum still exists, there will be one thing here!

...

Feeling that the demon cricket was killed, Wen Wen frowned.

He didn't see who killed the demons, but it wasn't bad, at least he didn't have to be wary of the museum himself.

Before, he was still too careless. He could only find himself by contacting the museum to enter the museum. Now that he knows it is a cataclysmic containment, Wen Wen will not care about letting him catch it.

"But this is also good. Now Qiao Kun is not in the museum, I can go directly to find him!"

Wen Wen returned from the asylum to the shadow he was in, and then slammed a finger. Four figures in red and black robes appeared behind him.

These figures are all catastrophic monsters, including Little Red Riding Hood, Earth Palace Monster, Dread Monster and Puguang Angel.

Now that the cataclysmic powerhouse 'Black Cross' has started, the mysterious organization that had been working with the demon before will appear here again, and this organization can be bound to the Black Cross.

Of course, Wen Wen called them the main purpose is to gain benefits. When encountering such a place full of containment, Wen Wen naturally couldn't let it go.

"Don't approach that museum, and try to catch the containment active here ..."

After giving the order, Wen Wen's body emitted a burst of smoke, wrapping himself up, and chasing in the direction of Qiao Kun's escape.

Qiao Kun has already run outside the museum. No one should be able to stop Wen Wen from obtaining information this time. After all, it is not convenient to do it by himself.

After only chasing for a while, Wen Wen found Qiao Kun.

Outside the museum, Qiao Kun's physical quality is not much different from that of ordinary human beings. At this time, he found a motorcycle and rode on it. He uttered a few words on the motorcycle with his fingers, and the motorcycle started.

As an apprentice, Qiao Kun stealing a motorcycle does not require very complicated operations.

But when the motorcycle just started and had not run out of ten meters, Qiao Kun found that he could not go in. He looked scared and almost stopped breathing.

I saw a man in a red robe standing behind him. The man couldn't see his face, but he was holding the end of the motorcycle with one hand and lifted the motorcycle and couldn't move forward!

"Araca ..."

Before the words in Qiao Kun's mouth were finished, Wen Wen slapped him with a slap, letting his spell back.

Then Wen Wen lifted Qiao Kun's collar, pulled the motorcycle with one hand to put it out, and placed it in the original place.

"Before I bought a car for the first time, I used to have a motorcycle. Later, when I was handling a case, someone stole my motorcycle, so I hate car thieves."

While Wen Wen was talking, he suspended Qiao Kun upside down from the street lamp. Every time Qiao Kun tried to speak, Wen Wen was interrupted.

"Later, I found the car thief, took my car back, broke his leg, and dug out all his black materials and handed him to the police."

He tinkered with the rope for a while, until Qiao Kun's head was on a line with his own head, and then stopped, patted Qiao Kun's face and said, "I didn't kill him who stole my car, so you Just answer my question well and I will let you go. "

"You want to ask ... what." Qiao Kun said indistinctly ~ www.readwn.com ~ His cheeks have been swollen by Wen Wen's slap.

Wen Wen's mouth cocked: "I want all you know about Wen Rui!"

Qiao Kun said bitterly to Wen Wen, "I can't say!"

Wen Wen tilted his head, extended a finger, his nails became long and sharp in front of Qiao Kun's eyes, and there was a scary red color on it, and then the finger was on Qiao Kun's chest.

The skin near his chest was instantly covered with red blood vessels, and the unbearable pain made Qiao Kun twist like a salty fish ashore.

"This is a very powerful toxin. As long as I add a little dose, you will be ten times more painful than now, and if you add more ... you will die in long pain and there is no cure!"

What Wen Wen used on Qiao Kun was the blood poison of vampires. After sending out the disaster-level monsters, the five rings on Wen Wen's right hand left two positions free.

"I ... don't say it, don't say it!"

Qiao Kunyi looked at Wen Wen, and was hysterical.

Twenty frowned, so maybe you really can't ask anything, otherwise try to destroy him rationally with madness?

Suddenly Wen Wenhan's hair exploded, and a sense of crisis filled his mind. He abruptly pulled back more than ten meters, looking at his previous position.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a robe and holding a scroll behind him.

The man put Qiao Kun down and said to Wen Wen with a smile: "You have to ask Wen Rui for the news, just ask me directly. No one knows better than me ..."

Wen Wen's pupils were slightly diffused. When he saw him, many things didn't need to be asked.

Because he is Wen Rui!

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