Underworld city management in the city

Chapter 120 Rules, I have the final say

This is a very strange scene.

There was a large hole above the head, and a crack in the wall.Through the top of the head, you can see the stars, and through the cracks, you can see the lights.On the top of the head, there is a circle of people watching; on the opposite side of the crack, there are three paintings of people embedded on the wall.

"The Sajia thought you were the only monster on earth." Pan Sen stood up, holding a shield and spear, wearing a suit, looking a little funny, "Master Urban Management, can you let the Sajia take the first shot?"

Ye Xin smiled and pointed to the stairs, "The visitor is a guest, you should go up the stairs."

This time, Pan Sen didn't object, but went up the stairs step by step.However, every step he took would cause the entire villa to tremble slightly. When he reached the second floor, his arrogance had already reached its peak.

"Hey, the Sa family is from the village, and they don't know the rules." Pan Sen didn't wait for Ye Xin, and said directly to the person standing in front of him, "Do you want to fight alone or in groups?"

Obviously, the psychics gathered on the second floor did not have any emotional fluctuations because of Pan Sen's words.No one even looked at him.

There were a total of eleven people present, and many of them looked haughty, clearly disapproving of Pan Sen's weird outfit.Among the 11 people, there was an old man with a big white beard, squinting his eyes, looking down at Ye Xin who was still standing under the big hole, showing disdain.

"Old man, how dare you ignore Sajia!" Pan Sen was furious, and threw the spear in his hand casually.

The spear flashed past, sank into the wall behind the old man, leaving a hole, but missed the old man.The old man with the white beard was startled at first, and then laughed.

Not only the old man with a white beard, but even the others laughed too.No one would believe that this spear was deliberately thrown by Pan Sen.

"Can't you stop laughing?" Ye Xin sighed, everyone is a psychic, and this is Ye Xin's first contact with a psychic in a real sense. He just wanted to ask some questions and do something by the way. The incident frightened Xia Xiaoxiao, but unexpectedly, after seeing Pan Sen and San Jiyou's performance, these guys still looked calm and composed.

Even more contemptuous laughter came from above.

"Underworld city management?" The white-bearded old man stroked his beard, and the contempt in his eyes did not hide the slightest, "Mr. Liu was sent home by you, right? As a psychic, he didn't abide by the rules and relied on his own ability to do things." Domineering. Do you think you can do anything wrong with just a little superficial learning?"

Ye Xin was a little surprised by what the old man said.

After hearing Yuan Qing mention psychics, Ye Xin has been curious about this circle.But neither the night demon bar that Brother Dang took him to nor Yuan Yun allowed him to really get in touch with the circle of psychics.Naturally, I don't know what other rules and regulations the so-called psychics have.

"It's just a display?" While talking here, Pan Sen was not happy. At some point, another spear appeared in his hand, and he threw it at the white-bearded old man.

Puchi-

There was a hole in the ground, and the spear still missed, but disappeared by rubbing against the old man's feet.

"Where are you barbarians, there are no rules!" A rather young man raised his hand and pointed at Pan Sen, "Didn't you see that Mr. Xue is teaching the younger generation?"

Perhaps because he was captured by the young man's aura, Pan Sen was stunned. The aura accumulated step by step before going up the stairs dissipated in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

The young man showed a satisfied smile on his face, followed by the old Xue with the white beard, showing an approving smile on his face, indicating that the young man did a good job.

However, before Mr. Xue's admiring smile faded away, he heard a wild laugh.

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such shameless people."

"The city management of the underworld is a junior?"

"Demacia, Carter was pushed down by me!"

Laughter, sarcasm, from the walls.Even during the whole process, the three friends of Demacia Grass still maintained the posture of the mural, but this time, they failed to hang on, but fell down indiscriminately, and the falling posture was quite embarrassing. Everyone was half-kneeling on the ground, constantly hammering the floor of the first floor.

"You guys are so courageous!" The young man took a step forward and stared coldly at the bottom.

Only this time, those strange-looking men did not continue to answer his words, but used actions to show what it means to be bold.

"Demacia!"

"Look at me falling apart!"

"A little cold light comes first, and then the gun shoots like a dragon!"

"Sparta!"

Several voices sounded almost in no particular order. Immediately, the people standing on the second floor felt that their feet were suddenly empty before they knew what had happened. Without any hesitation, they used their abilities to scurry around.

When everyone stood still, the hole that was smashed through before was enlarged again, and at the same time, in the middle of the big hole, a figure was constantly rising and falling.

Looking closely, everyone couldn't help but gasped, and felt a certain part of their buttocks feel a burst of cold air.

Suddenly, the flickering figure in the middle is the young man who spoke before.Beside him is a man holding a spear, standing in the void, a spear is stirring like the wind, and the gun does not leave a certain part of the young man.The young man opened his mouth, but could not make a sound, his facial muscles twisted and hideous.

Suddenly, the man with the spear dodges and pushes away, and the young man quickly falls down.But when he was falling, there was a figure that was faster than him, descending from the sky.

The huge butt suppressed the young man, and it hit the ground heavily, making the previous pit a few feet deeper.

There was a scream and the clearly audible sound of bones breaking.

Only then did the psychics on the second floor know how the hole on the roof came about!
"Oh, Sajia's ass!" Pan Sen jumped up and danced, as if his ass was stung by something, but no one dared to underestimate this guy with a face full of bumpkins.

The remaining ten people standing on the second floor all turned their gazes to Old Xue with the white beard.

"Young man, it's too harsh to strike, isn't it? Aren't you afraid of being sanctioned!" Mr. Xue had no choice but to stand up, his voice no longer the haughty before, with a hint of trembling.

Sanctions?

Ye Xin narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up at Mr. Xue, who was still condescending, "A psychic, right? I don't know if you have heard what happened at the Night Demon Bar that day? The whole earth belongs to me. , The rules between psychics, I have the final say! Violators, hehe."

(End of this chapter)