The man is in the Ark, a blood demon scientist

Damn it, how can the Sarkaz use the weapons of the Sakota... No, they can. The owner of the polar region remembered that these two races had the same origin countless years ago.

"Amen," he whispered.

Then two blood flowers exploded on the penguin's body.

He is the master born in the polar regions, he is immortal and will not bleed like ordinary creatures.

This blood...

Did he put his own blood into the bullet? !

Blood splattered onto the ground at the penguin's feet, instantly corroding all the substances it could touch, giving them life... Then the hideous monster opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the penguin into its stomach.

Click.

The world froze.

It was the coldest wind.

It starts from the pole, responds to the king's call, and falls to the ground from the sky.

The moment the penguin returned to the outside world, a pitch-black dagger had already pierced its chest.

Akado, who had turned into an ice sculpture, had black lines surging from all over his body. Some of them formed a crown hanging from the top of his head, and some formed swords and axes floating in his hands.

The ice around him melted instantly as his blood boiled.

The blood demon held the guardian gun and made a cross shape.

The penguin pulled out the dagger from his chest and was shocked to find that he felt a piercing pain.

Obviously, he was hurt in his concept. Those dark swords and axes had the terrifying power to kill all existence.

He took a deep breath, threw away hundreds of years of cynicism, and used the low temperature to cover himself with heavy armor made of ice.

This is no longer a test or a joke.

It was a complete fight!

The owner of the polar region spat, "This is really unfunny."

In response, he was hit by two bullets etched with Akado's blood.

......

As time goes by, that memory has become blurred.

The emperor only remembered that the smell of coldness and blood filled every corner of the space.

I think I lost?

Never mind, it’s not a very good memory anyway.

The emperor shook his head and hated himself for being so mean while listening to music and asking the other party what he thought of the two heirs of Kazdel.

Fortunately, Akado did not go all out.

Every time the emperor saw his shadow, he would feel terrified.

It seemed as if there was a raging river running there, and within the dark waters, a kingdom of the dead was built.

23. Quill Pen Soup

Spring is here, flowers are blooming, everything is coming back to life, and it is the mating season for animals again. The male sea turtle lay on the female sea turtle, making a hearty sound... Ahem, I put it on the wrong channel, let's do it again.

The sinful day off is over, and a new week has come, ushering in a fulfilling and happy work life. The employees of Penguin Logistics put on power armor, put on three-dimensional maneuvering devices, and transformed themselves into...traveling through the Longmen city area.

The residents of Longmen have also become accustomed to the updated delivery methods of Penguin Logistics. Their attitude towards this has changed from shock to novelty, and finally to what it is today...

"(*Longmen swears) I will report you to the Guard Bureau!"

The flying angel accidentally stepped on the balcony of a certain family, leaving a gray footprint on the cotton quilt that was drying. Immediately, an angry owner rushed out of the house, raised his middle finger to the three girls flying into the sky, and then muttered a series of swear words.

"What just happened?" The Archangel looked confused and stunned.

"You stepped on someone else's quilt." Texas reminded in a calm tone.

"Ah?" Angelus quickly changed direction in mid-air and apologized to the uncle behind her, but unfortunately they were too far away and he couldn't hear her clearly. From her lip movements he thought she was mocking him, and he became even more furious, his movements became more intense, and his tone became more heated.

Then...

The uncle became angrier and angrier the more he cursed, until his face turned red and swollen. He was so angry that he took out his communicator and started calling the police.

The three people from Penguin Logistics walked on the surface of the building, flying between the high-rise buildings. Below them was a busy highway and a street lined with shops.

They landed on the rooftop of an office building, carrying packages.

This doesn’t look like very legal stuff… Croissant thought, and shouted to the empty rooftop, “Penguin Logistics! Here’s your package!”

"Of course I know," said Chen Huijie, who was discharged from the hospital last week. He pushed open the fire door on the rooftop and walked to the croissant with a grim face.

"Uh...it's Sir Chen..." Angel blinked and handed over a utility knife.

Chen Huijie took the utility knife, cut open the plastic seal on the package with a tearing sound, and took out the items inside...three tickets and three detention warrants were distributed to the three people from Penguin Logistics.

"Now, as a senior superintendent of the Longmen Guard Bureau, I will use Longmen law to punish you for your recent illegal acts of maliciously disrupting urban traffic order, disturbing the community environment, and affecting the lives of residents..."

"No! Sir!" Croissant was the first to be frightened. She half-knelt on the ground and raised her hands in surrender. "I am a good citizen!"

Angel of Exorcism laughed, "We are delivering a package... We are taking a high-altitude route, so we won't disrupt traffic."

Texas was calm, "We might as well take a look at the ticket first."

"That makes sense," Angel picked up the ticket and took a look at it... Is this really a ticket? It was as thick as a dictionary, and every page was filled with the complainant. She turned directly to the last page, saw the string of red bold print, and then fainted.

"Sister Exia? Sister Exia! Wuuuuuuu..." Croissant threw himself on Exia, crying bitterly.

"......" Chen Huijie looked at the funny guys in front of him and couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands and sighed deeply.

She opened the last two packages, which contained handcuffs and a body camera.

at the same time.

The Land's End bar.

"Grab the behemoth!" The emperor slammed the gambling table.

"Don't rob," this is Akado.

"Don't rob," this is Yis.

"Tsk, boring." The emperor touched the additional card of the behemoth and thought for a moment, "Three with two."

"No," this is Akado.

"Three Ks with two 3s." This is Yis.

The Penguin Logistics steward then threw out two 6s.

"By the way, it seems your employee was arrested by the police, why don't you go check it out?" Accardo drew two cards and threw them on the table, "A pair of 9s."

"It doesn't matter, I'll do it," the penguin shook his head arrogantly, as if everything was under control.

"The acting was good, but it was still too superficial. I suggest that he should restrain his expression and tone next time and use more eyes," commented Accardo.

"Hahaha," the emperor laughed strangely and threw out four cards, "4 bombs."

"King bomb," Akado threw two more cards, "pair of queens."

"?" The emperor took off his sunglasses, moved closer, and looked at Akado with his big eyes in confusion.

There are still more than twenty cards, and you're going to use it first?

Is will give the answer.

He was silent for a moment, then spread all his cards on the table.

"Pair of 2, planes, pair, bombs."

Yis remaining cards in hand: 0.

The emperor's expression gradually became numb.

How come I don't know what you use to communicate?

The weather in Longmen has been getting hotter recently.

Before noon, the thermometer had soared to nearly 30 degrees.

The cicadas chirped in the streets, making a lot of noise, catering to the summer heat, making the shopkeepers in the downtown area who couldn't afford the air conditioner feel irritated. Not only the shopkeepers, but also the gang members who roamed the streets were getting more and more irritated... The key is that there are quite a few places in the downtown area where street hygiene is not universal. When the weather is hot, the stench is so strong that the Lupo or Pelo people with a keen sense of smell can spit out when they walk in.

Feather Pen wore a gas mask and drove a sports car all the way from the newly opened experimental site back to the hotel in the upper town.

As the project team expanded, a series of additional weapons or equipment for power armor were added to the research and development process.

The demand for experimental sites is also increasing. After all, some weapons have relatively strong lethality and are applicable in a variety of occasions... In short, urban buildings are needed for testing.

Therefore, the project was carried out in the downtown area which was full of unfinished buildings, had low land prices and was far away from the economic circle.

Today we were mainly setting up the venue, and Feather Pen was quite tired from carrying the materials and books back and forth.

Sweat soaked her underwear, and as the weather got hot, a fine smell of sweat mixed with a faint fragrance of marigolds filled the girl's surroundings.

When you open your collar, you can vaguely see white steam floating away.

Quill hated sweating, it made her feel a little smelly... Blood Demon's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and she didn't want to see Akado's expression of disgust, even though she knew that her adoptive father rarely showed his emotions in words.

Although many female colleagues said that Feather Pen smelled good and was not smelly...she still refused the team-building meal at noon and insisted on going back to the hotel to take a shower.

Quill arrived in the room and almost instantly rushed into the bathroom, throwing the clothes he had taken off onto the floor.

The thin black stockings were slightly soaked with sweat and were shiny.

The shower head sprinkled warm water.

The water in the bathtub rose higher and higher, and steam filled the bathroom.

The girl was soaking in the hot water, her fair skin tinged with pink, her flawless calves sticking out, her cute feet splashing the water and swaying gently.

Through the clear water, you can vaguely catch a glimpse of the attractive buds about to bloom.

24. Today, fate bows to you (modified)

(This chapter has been revised. Thanks to book friends such as "武田弘光/真珠貝" for their reminders.)

Three people from Penguin Logistics were thrown into jail and fined more than 100,000 yuan. The law was strict, the evidence was solid, the crimes were numerous, and there was no excuse...

Well, they were released on bail.

Wei Yanwu sent a messenger, who, under Chen Huijie's angry glare, tremblingly used the spare key taken from the warehouse to open the door of the detention room.

Taking into account the influence of the emperor, the three people from Penguin Logistics were arranged in a separate detention room...More importantly, they were afraid that those social scums who committed crimes would harass them and provoke the killer named Cellinina Texas...From Volsini in Syracuse to the border, the bloody incident of "Texas's Death" piled up with tens of thousands of lives could be easily known by anyone with a little bit of eyes and ears.

The gate opened, but it was not the emperor who came to greet them... In the past, the emperor always came personally to rescue people.

Is performed a graceful Victorian aristocratic salute, "Girls, your short prison life is over."

He handed over a tray...God knows when he brought it with him.

On the tray was a stack of hot apple pie, a croissant, and... a box of chocolate bars.

"Uh...where's the boss?" Angel grabbed the apple pie and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes narrowed and a happy smile appeared on his face involuntarily. "Apple pie can still bring me warm comfort in this cold world."

"He's busy," Is said nonchalantly.

"......" Croissant ate the bread with a grunt. She was almost starving. She got up too late today and didn't even have breakfast.

Texas looked at the chocolate bars on the tray, a little dazed.

And once upon a time, someone handed over a tray full of desserts like this.

Gang leaders of all sizes gathered together, and the sounds of clinking glasses could be heard faintly in their ears.

The musicians played Leitania's classical jazz in the corner of the hall.

The burly men, smoking opium, hugged their graceful female companions and discussed swordplay and blood debts.

The brass chandelier cast a warm halo of light, making Texas's face, as cold as frost and snow, look soft.

Several young men from the family who were passing by, seeing the girl's delicate profile, couldn't help but reveal their gazes of admiration and longing.

Texas picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of cooked warthog meat spine sprinkled with black pepper, picked it up with the fork, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

During this time, many men with arrogant or elegant faces came over and tried to invite the girls to dance with them.