Fall in love with the great god two or three times

Chapter 428 The Seven Shadows
The entrance of the Eastern Guild became quiet, and only the members of this guild were left to clean up the mess.

Qiao Zhun slowly let go of his fist, turned around and walked back to the guild, Lin Buhui, Da Fei and others followed closely, and the group returned to the guild hall.

Qiao Zhun sat in the front seat, looked up at everyone, and said expressionlessly: "From today on, the level [-] alarm is sounded, and everyone is not allowed to act alone. It is best for low-level players not to go online."

There were boos in the hall, no one dared to say a word, and many people hadn't come out of the bloodthirsty scene just now.

At this time, a man wearing a black shabby cloak suddenly came out from the crowd, just like Wu Qing, his face was covered with strange tattoos, and there was a silver iron ring on his nose, exuding an evil aura all over his body.

The man stopped in front of Qiao Zhun and whispered, "Locky is dead. He died on the way to the hospital."

"I don't care." Qiao Zhun said coldly, without any remorse after the murder.

The man's eyes sank, he reached out and grabbed his collar, pulled him up, let out a rude breath from his nose, and said in a cold voice: "Being irrational for a woman, this is the emotion you should have as a president ?"

Qiao Zhun stretched out his hand to push him away, pulled off the eagle beaked cap on his head, and said with a sneer, "I'm a rough man, unlike you who have seen through the world for so many years. If something happens to Mengmeng, I want the whole empire to be buried with me." .”

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his bald head was exposed to the air, and his bald head was also covered with tattoos.

This is the first time that he has completely exposed his appearance to others.

At this time, five more people walked out of the crowd, including men and women. They wore uniform torn cloaks, plus a bald man and Wu Qing... a total of seven people were the Shadow Seven of the Eastern Guild.

All seven of them were bald, their bodies were covered with tattoos, and they were full of evil spirits.

For a moment, the hall fell into a strange silence.

Qiao Zhun turned his back to the seven people, remained silent for a long time, and said in a low voice, "I went to the hospital to confirm that Mengmeng was shot by David and her body was pierced."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

Lin Buhui asked concerned: "What about Sister Mengmeng? Is she... all right?"

Qiao Zhun clenched his hands into fists unconsciously, and said through gritted teeth, "I don't know, she was taken away."

"Ah?" Lin Buhui groaned, "Who is it?"

Qiao Zhun didn't speak, he didn't know what the answer was.

Lin Buhui didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of making Master Qiao unhappy if he said the wrong thing, the others also didn't dare to speak.

The bald man stepped forward and whispered, "What are you going to do now?"

Qiao Zhun turned around slowly, looked at everyone, and said expressionlessly: "Just now, Loki brought a group of scum with no fighting power, and from the beginning to the end, not a single elite showed up. It is clear that he is here to die, no I know what you think."

The bald man said coldly: "You have to pay for your rudeness if you are brave or not."

Qiao Zhun shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice: "Wu Qing said that there are experts behind Luo Ji to guide him. I am afraid that from today onwards, the world of the empire will change."

"You mean..." Wu Qing frowned slightly, "Has Loki been used?"

Qiao Zhun shook his head and said, "It's not just Loki, even we have been used. Someone used us to get rid of Loki. This person may be the master behind the scenes you mentioned."

"It's terrible..." Wu Qing felt emotional, "Then what should we do next?"

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, the war has already begun, we can't stand back." Qiao Zhun said simply, walked around the crowd and walked out.

Wu Qing stopped him: "Master, where are you going?"

"Everyone is on alert, I'll go find Mengmeng..."

The voice gradually faded away, leaving a group of people speechless.

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somewhere on earth—

It was a dark bedroom, the lights were off, and it was dark outside.

There was a faint smell of potion in the air, and the person on the bed gasped slightly, tried his best to restrain the pain in his body, and sat up with difficulty.

Suddenly there was the sound of steady footsteps outside the door, she frowned in pain, and continued to struggle with her body.

"Pa..." The light turned on, and a man walked in with a medicine box.

Seeing her sitting, the man's face changed drastically, he walked over quickly, stretched out his hand and gave a gentle push, wasting all her efforts, and pushed her back to the bed easily.

"Huha... Huha..." Every breath of Aman's is painful and painful.

The man put the medicine box on the bedside table forcefully, looked down at the pale pretty face, and said in a low voice, "I advise you not to use your brain, I won't let you escape a second time."

"What do you want to do?" She stared up into his face, without fear in her eyes.

The man snorted coldly, opened the medicine box and said, "Of course I have something for you to do after your injury is healed."

"I won't do anything for you." Amon said firmly.

"I'm afraid you can't help it." The man finished in a low voice, and stretched out his hand in front of her.

Amang's face changed drastically, and she struggled quickly, but unfortunately she was seriously injured, and it was difficult to lift her hands, let alone struggle.

"Bastard, don't touch me!"

"Hmph..." The man snorted coldly, took out the medicine from the medicine box, and began to change it for her.

"Hiss..." Her body trembled slightly due to the pain, her strength to curse was gradually lost, and her consciousness became weaker and weaker...

It hurts...can't take it...want to sleep.

Time seems to have fallen into the eternal childhood, the dilapidated and dirty concrete house, the group of helpless children locked in iron cages, the miserable cries, the helpless cries for help, the severed hands thrown on the ground stump...

"Damn girl, it's your turn, hurry up!"

"Hurry up, I'll cut off your hand if you don't!"

"Hurry up... hurry up..."

Can't...she can't do it!

No... how could she do this, they are all children just like her.

Do not……

(End of this chapter)