Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

It is said that it is the shadow of human beings, but everyone is not sure.

Everyone's mind inexplicably thought of the word "spider".

The other party is obviously a hazy figure of a human being, so how could it be associated with a spider? The two don't match at all.

The director of the black gloves in the crowd stood up, his mentality exploded by Yuanzi, as if a red volcano had awakened in his chest, and the intensity intensified.

His tattoo also whispered beguilingly in the director's ear, adding fuel to the flames:

"She is the culprit, kill her!"

How could the director of the black gloves stand such a stimulus.

He could not help but rage at the thought of having three-quarters of the arsenal removed.

At this moment, the director threw away his rationality, released his inner impulsive desire, pulled the safety of the automatic rifle, raised the gun and shouted:

"Fuck it!"

Da da da!

The gunfire flashed wildly, and the bullets spiraled along the rifling, firing towards the figure of Spider Woman.

Then, as if the soldiers around had received the order, they undid the safety of their guns together, and fired at Spider Woman's figure.

Countless bullets poured away, forming a dense rainforest of bullets.

The mist was hit by high-speed bullets to create a trail of dissipation, but the mist would soon fill the gaps again.

The director yelled, his shoulder was pushed thirty times by the gun, and after the whole magazine was emptied, he immediately felt refreshed.

"Fuck your mother, tell you to steal arms!"

The director of the black gloves yelled and cursed, his mind was full of foul language that would be harmonious if he said it, and he couldn't announce it to the public at all.

"Who do you say you want to be?"

A cold female voice sounded from behind the director.

Hearing this, the director said angrily: "Of course I killed that bastard who stole the arms...Wait, who are you?"

A bad premonition flashed in the director's heart, and he was about to turn his head to look behind him, but before he could turn his head, his neck was suddenly locked.

It was a hairy and temperatureless hand with astonishing strength, which instantly reminded the director of the hardness of steel.

The director was picked up by the hairy iron hand, and his legs were hanging in the air, swinging wildly.

Controlling the rifle with both hands, he wanted to turn around and fire a round to the attacker behind him, but suddenly he realized that he had emptied the magazine.

"Boss, are you going to fuck me? Then go to hell, hahahaha——"

Spider Woman's crazy laughter resounded outside the black glove building, spreading far away, the tattooed esoteric disciples all over the street could hear Spider Woman's wild laughter.

The other hand grabbed the director's right arm, tore it, and the arm was forcibly torn off by Spiderwoman.

Rip off human limbs with one arm!

The director let out a painful wail, and his angry expression turned white, as if wearing a mask of pain, his face was extremely ugly.

tear it up!

Spider-woman tore off the director's other arm again, and now the director no longer has arms to play with guns.

"Where are people! Where are my subordinates! Shoot!" The director suddenly woke up in severe pain, shouted, and let out the loudest roar in his life.

"I killed all your subordinates! My boss, hahahahahaha!"

Spider Woman looks like a madman, her mouth is exaggerated when she smiles, and the corners of her mouth are split, all the way to the ears.

The black spider tattoo flows extremely fast, but it doesn't get into the ear hole, but just hangs around outside the base of the ear.

Through the one-meter fog, the director could barely see the growth of Spider Woman's tattoo and her terrifying aura.

Looking at the exaggerated and abnormal smiling face, the director felt chills in his heart.

It's not a human, it's a furry spider monster!

"Hahahaha——" Spiderwoman continued to laugh wildly, and walked a few steps while holding the director's neck, showing him her dear subordinates, all of them fell in a pool of blood.

Either the head is pierced by the white silk spider silk, or the heart is pierced by the spider silk.

For some members of the black glove, the whole part above the neck is empty, and it seems that they were quickly cut by high-speed knives, and the section of the cut is extremely flat.

The director trembled all over, and the pain of losing his arms was not one-tenth of what he saw and felt.

"Are you... all dead?" the director said dryly, his voice hoarse.

There were only a few seconds to fire the shot, and Spider-Woman slaughtered the minions behind her in a few seconds.

This kind of superhuman speed and combat power is simply terrifying. Is this the power of tattoos?

The director's tattoo whispered again and began to expand rapidly.

The director felt that his body was heating up, and invisible power surged up, as if he could hit ten with one punch.

But when he hit Spiderwoman in front of him, he didn't know what to do.

"Huh? Your tattoo is moving? Do you want to resist?" Spiderwoman tilted her head, grinning wildly, her eyes were red like a ghost in the fog.

Hearing this, the director trembled all over, and fear spread to every cell in his body.

This resulted in more vibrant tattoos on his body.

"Spider, hurry up!"

Suddenly, a soft and cute voice sounded from a corner of the street.

Spider-Woman was trembling all over, her palms were trembling.

The director of the black gloves was puzzled, not understanding why the other party was trembling.

Could it be that stronger tattooed people have appeared?

But in the next second, the director's head flew off, and he passed away forever. He no longer knew the reason for Spider-Woman's trembling.

Spider Woman lay on the ground, gasping for breath, trembling all over, shouting loudly: "Get out! Get out! Get out of my mind!"

The hairy-legged spider appeared in front of Spider-woman, and lowered its huge eight-eyed spider head: "There are still people in the building, do you really want me to leave now?"

"Go away! I don't need you!" Spider Woman yelled angrily, getting up cursing.

Spider Woman's grinning mouth gradually retracted, and she stopped laughing wildly.

The big hairy-legged spider stood in the fog, squinted at the woman with its face sideways, and said mockingly, "Oh, what a futile struggle!"

……

2 minute later.

Li Meng was wearing an elegant little skirt, holding the little skirt, and ran to the door of the black glove office.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, her eyes quickly swept across them without stopping, she would not feel distressed for people she did not know.

There is only one person in Li Meng's heart, and that is Zhu Zhi.

"Spider! Spider!" she cried.

"I'm here."

Hearing Spider Woman's voice, Li Meng hurried over with her skirt in hand.

As she got closer to the door of the black glove office, she saw a dark figure sitting there on the steps of the door, leaning against the door wall.

As she got closer, the thick fog could no longer block her view.

Li Meng saw a woman covered in blood all the way from her hair to the soles of her feet, behind the door was a trail of blood covered by fog.

She was smart enough to see at a glance that it was all spattering blood spots, and Spider-woman was fine.

"I'm very tired, I'm going to bed first..."

Spider Woman's tattoos have receded, her body is sore and tired, a lot of sugar and fat have been squeezed out, her face and skin look dry, dull, without flesh, and the outline of bones can be seen.

Spider Woman raised her eyebrows, wanting to take a look at the leader.

But Spider-Woman couldn't open her eyes. In the end, her eyelids raised and then sank, and finally she only saw the other party hugging her.

Chapter 120 Mariko fell asleep, so she had to help take off her stockings (Part 3)

Yuanzi didn't know that the team that the black gloves moved underground was wiped out. Only those members of the black gloves who didn't participate in the transportation work survived.

At present, Yuanzi is checking the arsenal of the church. The ammunition is stored in the building controlled by the mutual aid society, and the ammunition and guns are managed separately.

Mariko found that the automatic rifles and ammunition of the black gloves were not much, but the pistols and pistol ammunition were very much.

It's normal to think about it. Before people with tattoos came out, pistols were the mainstream weapons of the black glove organization, and automatic rifles were generally used in dispatched transport teams.

Yuanzi selected a few believers with the most fanatical beliefs from the crowd to guard the arsenal. Yuanzi believed that in the last days, it is better to believe in their fanaticism than to believe in their honesty.

The more fanatical people are, the more they have a sense of awe towards the theocracy.

"You guys take good care of the arsenal. In the near future, I will arrange for everyone to live nearby. If something happens, everyone can quickly respond to support." Yuanzi said through the fog.

Everyone hasn't seen Yuanzi's face yet, they are all faintly shocked by Yuanzi's secret aura through the mist.

"Yes! My lord!"

"Speaking of the leader, what should we call you and the other envoy?" Someone asked boldly.

Mariko and class leader have never announced their real names in front of people, so this is also what troubles some believers.

Of course, it doesn't mean that it is necessary to tell the names to the believers, after all, the sense of mystery is also very important.

"It's not urgent, the time has not come yet." The squad leader fooled it with a procrastination formula. She didn't want to make her name public, and she didn't want Yuanzi's name to be made public.

Because Yuanzi is an official employee of the black glove organization, once it is made public, it is tantamount to publicly saying that Yuanzi is one of the inner ghosts of the black glove organization.

Now there is fog covering the cage, and the authorities can't pursue it, but once the fog disappears someday in the future.

So the squad leader is very vigilant about this, and tries his best to protect the personal secrets of himself and Yuanzi.

Yuanzi was led by the class monitor and left the scene, "Everyone has eaten, or the cafeteria will be robbed."

"Ow!"

I just went to grab the arms, and I haven't had time to eat yet.

Now that there are arms, it is also convenient to grab the canteen.

Everyone took a batch of guns to the street, and when they arrived at the cafeteria, they shot into the sky.

People without guns are very timid and retreat immediately. No one dares to compete with the members of the mutual aid association.

"Master, aren't we a mutual aid society? Is it really good to drive everyone away like this?" Someone thought of the core of the doctrine and couldn't help asking.

This is a believer who has read a few pages of teachings and has accepted the concept of mutual aid in the mutual aid society from the bottom of his heart.

In the last days, everyone should hug together to keep warm, instead of driving away those who don't fit together brainlessly.

Yuanzi stood up and said, "First of all, our doctrine tells us to ensure the survival of our believers first, and then consider the food and clothing of outsiders."

"So, let's let them eat when we are full first." The believer started reading comprehension.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten," Yuanzi said.

The believers understood the essentials of the teachings, and while dispersing, they informed the philosophy of the Mutual Aid Association.

Wait for them to eat first, and then the canteen is still everyone's, don't make noise, don't make noise, mutual aid associations are not arrogant and unreasonable people.

Under the pressure of the guns, the crowd could not yell and swear, they were angry and fear spread quietly, and they left the cafeteria worried.

Yuanzi's doing so will undoubtedly intensify the hypocrisy of the Mutual Aid Association.

But it doesn't matter, because the purpose of Yuanzi's teaching is for the two of them to survive until the end of the game, and everything else is secondary, after eating and drinking enough, take care of it carefully.

Not long after, the members of the Mutual Aid Society were well fed, and they even made a few dinners for the fanatical believers who guarded the munitions.

……

After a tiring day, Yuanzi returned home, limp into a salted fish, rolled on the bed, and fell asleep like this, without even taking off the white stockings on her legs.

"Mariko, take a bath before going to bed." The squad leader sat beside Mariko and patted Mariko's short legs in stockings.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to move."

Yuanzi was already lying flat, not wanting to move at all.