The tentacles on the top of the head no longer sway, but hang down around.

The mouth is also closed.

But I still couldn't stop the mucus from sliding down the corner of my mouth.

"This guy still has his own consciousness?"

"It seems to feel lost because of my disgust?"

Sighed.

After all, Chen Feng had a kind heart.

"Forget it, if you summon a thorn head and kill all directions, I'm afraid it will speed up the progress of death,"

"Now only one potted plant is summoned, and I accept my fate. I'd better hide in this grocery store."

"Life is precious, and living is the best policy."

Thinking of this, Chen Feng looked at his first "horse boy"

He wanted to reach out to comfort him, but he had nowhere to go, so he could only sigh:

"Are you kidding me, are you thirsty? I'll get you some water."

Hearing Chen Feng talking to him, the potted plant named Black Goat Cub came alive again.

He kept shaking the tentacles on top of his head, even almost hitting Chen Feng's face.

"Why does this sex look like a bark?"

Chen Feng smiled: "Fuguishu still has half a bag of unused fertilizer, I'll bring it for you as well."

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng picked up the key to the basement and walked underground.

"Boom!"

Today is a thunderstorm day.

A thunderstorm sounded.

Chen Feng didn't notice.

At the moment of lightning.

A terrifying face covered with scars was sticking to the entrance of the gate, looking coldly inside. .

Chapter 2 The Terrible Believers of Evil Gods

As a believer of evil gods, He Liang's hands have already been stained with the blood of hundreds of people.

He wandered from city to city.

There is only one purpose, and that is to create panic.

He had participated in the brutal and inhuman massacre.

He also presided over terrible sacrifice ceremonies.

Not long ago, he killed all the residents of a whole building, creating an unprecedented killing in the neighboring city.

The night watchman dispatched three red gloves, but still did not capture him.

And now, he came to Lingzhou City.

There is no law in He Liang's killing.

Women, children, young children, men and women are all his targets of killing.

But now, he locked his eyes on the shop in front of him.

He Liang didn't rush to push the door open, but took out a notebook from his pocket.

He lowered his head and wrote lines of text in a notebook with a pen.

"The commercial street, which was originally full of people, suddenly became dead and deserted the next day."

"Just when many people came to check in doubt, they found that all the shopkeepers inside had died."

"They died miserably, everyone lost their tongue, heresy who disrespected the name of our Lord, so they got the punishment they deserved."

"Fear began to spread. In order to avoid being the next person whose tongue was cut off, those ignorant and ignorant idiots began to remember the name of our Lord."

The scary thing is that ink is not what is used to write words.

But thick scarlet.

It looked like blood.

When writing the last stroke, He Liang smiled.

A very strange smile appeared on the face covered with scars at this moment.

Don't talk about close contact.

Even if you glance at the other party from a very far distance, goose bumps will appear on your body.

He Liang's goal is far from this grocery store.

But a whole commercial street.

All are to die.

This is a curse from followers of evil gods.

Terrible lunatic!

In order to deepen ordinary people's image of evil gods, he even tried to massacre the entire street.

He Liang's courage comes from his own realm.

Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Legendary, Epic, Eternal, Demigod, God.

Nine realms.

As the backbone of a cult.

He Liang has stepped into the realm of legend through countless lives and deaths!

At this level, it has surpassed the ordinary mortal body.

He has confidence and gets away with it when necessary.

"My lord's brilliance cannot be blocked. The ant behind me seems to have doubts about me. It's an interesting creature."

"It's so weak that it looks like a bug, but it dares to spy on the giant's tracks."

"You will be a witness to the will of our Lord."

"You are really a lucky ant."

Thinking of this, He Liang glanced behind him, then pushed open the door and walked into the shop.

at the corner.

A night watchman in a black uniform lifted his cloak and took out a walkie-talkie.

This is a girl.

Her beautiful crescent eyebrows were slightly frowned.

There was a slight worry on her delicate face.

It made her original surprisingly beautiful appearance even more heartfelt.

"Call the captain, I suspect he found the figure of He Liang who cut out his tongue."

"The other party was at the door of a shop at No. 23, East Business Street. He glanced at me and walked in."

"Please captain for instructions, I will apply to go in and check."

"Zizzizi..."

A voice came from the intercom.

"What? Tongue cutter?"

"He glanced in your direction? You have been spotted! Hide as soon as possible!"

"I have notified the Red Gloves and they will be on the scene in three minutes."

The voice on the intercom was very anxious, as if he was taken aback by the title of Tongue Cutter.

A horrific terrorist incident occurred in the neighboring city.

After that, Lingzhou City issued a first-level alert.

A large number of night watchmen patrol the streets 24 hours a day.

It's because I'm afraid that the devil will sneak into the city.

But no one thought of it.

Today, the suspected figure of the tongue cutter was actually found.

The night watchman who was in charge of the report seemed a little surprised by the captain's arrangement, then frowned and said:

"Concealment? The task of our night watchmen is to protect the people."

"Delay, I'm afraid there will be an accident in the store, so I'll apply again to check."

The voice on the intercom is full of anger:

"What are you looking for? Jiang Zhiyue, you better be clear, you are just a trainee night watchman!"

"It's your bounden duty to obey orders. If the other party is really a tongue-cutter, rushing in will only increase the casualties!"

"I order you as the captain, take cover and wait for the red gloves to support you!"

Jiang Zhiyue shook her head:

"Even when I joined the Night's Watch, I was ready for everything."

"I will not allow my faith to waver."

"I have reported the information to the organization. Before the organization came, I was the guardian of ordinary people."

"Damn!"

"You elm head!"

"You will die if you do this, you know?"

"The other party is a tongue cutter, a legendary criminal, what do you want to do with only silver!"

"I order you to..."

Jiang Zhiyue listened to the voice on the walkie-talkie, reached out and turned it off completely.

Jiang Zhiyue took a deep breath.

Without any hesitation, he walked towards the grocery store in front.

She has delivered valuable information.

She needs to take on the duties of a Night's Watch until the Red Gloves arrive.

Even though, she is just a trainee night watchman! .

Chapter 3 San's Believer of the Crazy God

He Liang didn't care about the night watchmen following behind him at all.

With his strength, if you want to...

It can make the opponent's head fall to the ground in a second.

A good actor needs an audience.

But now, this creature, which was so weak that it was comparable to an ant, was undoubtedly He Liang's audience.

"What method should I use to kill the owner of this shop?"

"Hanging? Throat slit? Limbs chopped off? Or hanged to death?"

The moment he opened the door, many images of torture flashed through He Liang's mind.

To He Liang, the wailing of the victim was undoubtedly the most beautiful sound in the world.

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