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Chapter 912 If You Are Not My Brother, What Are You Playing For?

"Why do I feel like there's something wrong with the atmosphere today?"

Shen Qingxi leaned against the window, looking at the dark street outside, frowning slightly.

Even she felt something was wrong, so it must be very wrong.

Shen Qingxi's intuition was actually not that sharp, otherwise he wouldn't have been successfully ambushed on his way home.

Although she usually seems to be noisy and occasionally displays her amazing wisdom, that is all the result of observation, information collection and logical thinking.

Add a little bit of metaphysics of gray-electric balance.

For example, now.

"There are too many people in the hospital tonight, at least 2.5 times the number of people in the past few days."

"Is it……"

Li Mumu nodded without comment and turned her attention back to the novel in her hand.

She had sensed something was wrong a few days ago.

Wang Yunxiao has been on a business trip and has not returned since.

The Tianmen City Secret Service Bureau issued a martial law order on the 21st, requiring all department personnel to be on duty, not to take leave, and to be on high alert.

Jiaozi came to the hospital to visit every day, and became more and more anxious.

Of course the most important thing is that by the 23rd, the causal line was completely severed.

Li Mumu now finally understood Li Ya's pain firsthand.

After being promoted to Moon Demon and transformed into Chu Jiang, she mastered the ability to know cause and effect. No matter whether it was a person or an event, she could know the cause and effect with just one look. But on the 23rd, the cause and effect line in her eyes completely disappeared.

It feels like your three-dimensional wife is suddenly hit by a two-dimensional foil and turned into a piece of paper.

Fortunately, she was promoted relatively recently, so the sudden loss of this ability would not cause any serious reaction.

If you were like Li Ya, who had worn her glasses for decades and suddenly had them taken away from her, becoming blind, you would go crazy.

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, we worship the Kitchen God.

According to the traditional culture and customs of the Ming Dynasty, all gods, including the Kitchen God, had to report to the Heavenly Palace on this day. In order to make the Kitchen God say a few good words about them, people would make kitchen candy and smear it on the Kitchen God's mouth.

Even the gods have to do their year-end summaries. No matter who it is, whether in the three realms of heaven and earth, or in humans, gods, demons, or ghosts, it would be extremely impolite if they were to come out and cause trouble at this time.

But foreigners do not have the habit of celebrating the Lunar New Year.

Judging from the time, Christmas should have passed long ago for Sefer.

Xia Yubing sat cross-legged on the sofa, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, but in fact he was still practicing.

The greatest pleasure in her life seems to be cultivation.

As for the storms and waves outside, she was not interested at all.

"It's so boring. Can Auntie give birth today? ... She must be able to give birth, right?"

Shen Qingxi started rolling around on the bed again.

"If you're bored, I'll take you back to play ash tomorrow?"

“Actually, I like children the most!”

Shen Qingxi's expression changed instantly: "I haven't told you before, but I actually have a lot of experience in childcare. I can be a confinement nanny for free... But that's all for the future. Let's play something now. How about we play cards?"

"I'm tired of playing."

Actually, I'm not in the mood.

Li Mumu felt a lot of pressure because of the unknown threats.

"coming."

Xia Yubing, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes and spoke softly.

"What's coming? Something's happening?" Shen Qingxi perked up instantly and looked out the window.

In the darkness, one could vaguely see shadowy figures gradually gathering towards the hospital entrance.

"Are you finally impatient to take action? Then let me see your true face..."

Shen Qingxi let out a weird laugh and stopped abruptly in the middle of the villain's lines.

Because she clearly saw that the figures that appeared under the lights at the hospital entrance were all ordinary civilians, the elderly, the weak, women and children.

They lit the candles in their hands, knelt down devoutly at the door of the hospital, and began to pray in a low voice in the snow.

Ah this...

This style of painting is a little different from what I expected?

Shen Qingxi turned around and looked at Xia Yubing with a confused look on his face: "What is this? Moral kidnapping?"

At this moment, in a tavern two streets away from the New Asia Hospital, Florence, who looked ordinary, solemnly changed into the parish priest's monk's robe and hung an ebony inverted cross on her chest.

If he had to follow his personal wishes, he certainly wouldn't want this Jesus plan to be successfully implemented. We all failed, but you scored 100 points. Doesn't that prove our stupidity and incompetence?

But His Majesty Mephistopheles has issued a death order, that Jesus must be born by any means necessary. Anyone who dares to make trouble at this time will have to bear the wrath of His Majesty Mephistopheles.

"It must succeed, it must succeed..."

Although he said this, he still felt a little uneasy.

The arrival of Annihilation and the strange laissez-faire attitude of the Secret Service made him feel uneasy.

There's no way around it. I've been traumatized by the past.

The clock on the wall showed that it was already eleven forty-five.

Florence took a deep breath, walked to the bar and made a phone call.

After a long time, Qiao Hongyi's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm already asleep."

"How can you sleep on such an important day today?"

"It is indeed more important to you, but what is important to me? It's not like my wife is giving birth to a child."

"Fuck...it's already this time, can't you give me a definite answer?"

"What exact words do you want?"

"What kind of hidden tricks has the Secret Service arranged? You still don't plan to tell us at this time?"

Florence glanced at her watch and gritted her teeth, "There must be something wrong! Although I don't know what the problem is, I know you too well. You must have a hidden trick!"

"Do you have any paranoid delusions?"

"Really do not have?"

"Really not. The Secret Service is not some evil agency. They won't harm children."

At this moment, Florence raised her head as if realizing something and whispered, "Behemoth is coming."

"Instead of speculating on what the Secret Service will do, shouldn't you be more concerned about how Behemoth, who is also the Lord of Hell, will seize the fruits that your Lord Mephisto has carefully cultivated?"

"Behemoth, haha, that's just a fool..."

Florence was halfway through her words when she suddenly froze.

Through the window, he saw bursts of colorful light suddenly appear in the sky above the hospital. A huge five-clawed golden dragon fell from the sky, hovering in the air for a moment, and then turned into a stream of light and fell straight into the hospital ward.

???

what?
Florence was confused.

Qiao Hongyi's voice came from the phone, trying to suppress a smile: "It seems that Behemoth has done a good job. He understands Ming culture better than Mephistopheles. No matter who is born tonight, his traces cannot be erased from the history books."

(End of this chapter)