I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Even his bones became soft and weak under the shock wave caused by the punch, and he was defeated and captured on the spot.

Shockwave attacks are invisible, unstoppable, and far away.

It was with that strength that Gurewen became the leader of the Paladin Order.

That power is unquestionable.

However, it was this person who, so calmly, easily broke the black-haired man's neck without even a hint of resistance.

Who is that guy?

Mr. Pineapple and Gavial were not included in the range of Bai Shi's imposing aura and pressure, and could not experience the extremely powerful oppression. They only felt that the scene in front of them was like a still pantomime.

"Is it over?" Gavier couldn't believe it and even asked out loud.

"Ah."

Bai Shi's response broke the silence in the hall. He turned around, raised his hand and pointed. An invisible impact shattered Mr. Big Pineapple's handcuffs and he fell from the air.

The moment he stepped on the ground, his chest trembled, and the pain brought Mr. Pineapple back to reality. "Who are you?"

"Mr. Pineapple, this is Shiraishi, the person sent by the FBI to contact us."

Gavier quickly introduced himself.

Bai Shi corrected, "I'm not from the FBI. I just received a soul hunting order and came to you for information."

Gavier was surprised and asked, "Hey, how did you know the code for the connection?"

"Because the order has something to do with the FBI."

Bai Shi shrugged and said, "If there is nothing else, let's leave here."

"No hurry, I still have things to deal with, Gavial, you stay here."

Mr. Pineapple turned around and thought about going outside.

Gavier said with an annoyed expression, "I want to go too. Mr. Pineapple is always like this. He wants to do everything by himself without telling me!"

"Let's go together. I have nothing to do anyway."

Bai Shi echoed.

"Tsk, come on, don't spit it out later."

Mr. Pineapple scratched his blond hair, strode out of the hall, and pushed open the silver door with both hands.

The guard was still dutifully standing by the door, not turning back to see who it was.

She was not polite either. Her right hand glowed with magical light, and almost transparent threads shot out and quickly wrapped around the guards' necks.

With a flick of his fingers, the silk thread pulled back easily cut off the guards' heads.

Lines of blood splattered on the gold-covered walls.

This is the paradise that Gurewen built for himself, and everything here is extremely luxurious.

Although gold decorations may seem tacky, when the 20-meter-high and 16-meter-wide golden corridor appears before people's eyes, the silent shock is enough to create a visual beauty.

……

"You are, ah."

Bai Shi didn't need to take any action during the whole process. Mr. Pineapple used his magic silk to kill the enemies he encountered and stopped in front of a door.

Gavier looked up. The door was unusually tall and made of gold, with various gemstones forming a pattern of the crucifixion of Jesus. "Is that Gurewen's treasure house?"

Considering Mr. Pineapple's greedy character, he thought this was very likely.

"Of course not. Mr. Bai should have noticed that kind of deep despair..."

In response to Mr. Big Pineapple's question, Bai Shi nodded, frowned and said, "Well, it makes people uncomfortable."

“You should know about the Bliss Room, right?

Things that can be called bliss often need moderation, and without moderation they cause harm.”

Mr. Pineapple said, pressing his hand on the door and slowly pushing it inside, "And the bliss room is to transfer the consequences of people's intemperance to others."

The door was pushed open, and the scene inside made Gavial's face turn pale with fear. His stomach churned and he almost wanted to vomit. "What, what is this?!"

The dim and spacious hall was filled with people, so densely packed that all of them were skin and bones.

He was so haggard that his face was just a skeleton, and his eye sockets were an abnormal dark purple color. He was unable to speak and could only lie on the ground, whimpering like a dying animal.

"They are all young people in their teens to early twenties. Their vitality is drained by magic. The extracted vitality will be made into a magical mist that is beneficial to the human body. Inhaling it can prolong one's lifespan. It is the main product of Paradise."

Mr. Pineapple had a stern face. It was only after investigating this that she decided to fight the Razor Gang to the end.

Gavier asked in a trembling voice: "Can they be saved?"

"No, I plan to kill them."

"How can you be so cruel?!"

“This is mercy.”

Mr. Pineapple answered in a decisive voice, his eyes full of helplessness, "They are beyond help. Rather than living as useless people, it is better to end their painful lives here."

Hands raised.

Bai Shi grabbed her hand and said, "Don't worry, let me try."

The other hand opened towards the hall, and tiny vines emerged from the palm and drilled into the bodies of those people.

The vines accurately connected to everyone's body and began to heal the irreversible injuries caused by magic.

The Dharma thoughts required are so huge that ordinary people cannot accomplish them. Those in the seventh and eighth realms are unable to bear them.

Shiraishi is capable.

In front of his almost infinite Dharma thoughts, everyone's blood color returned at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their skin gradually swelled, becoming tight and elastic, and the terrifying purple color in their eye sockets disappeared.

"Oh! That's amazing!"

Gavial shouted excitedly. Compared with killing, the power to heal others made the boy admire it more.

Mr. Pineapple's expression became even more confused. Unlike Gavial, she understood that it was impossible to treat these people.

How much tremendous power of energy would be needed to restore the extracted vitality?

"Are you... God?"

"What nonsense! I am a human being, a slightly stronger human being."

Bai Shi stopped treating them and did not ask them to thank him. He said, "I will take you to the door of the Paris Police Station. You have something to tell them. Live well from now on."

After that, everyone disappeared from here.

"You say what you mean, and you still say you are not God?!"

Mr. Big Pineapple complained, feeling a little numb.

I always feel that no matter how outrageous something is, it will become normal when done by the man in front of me.

"Don't just expel me from the society."

"Mr. Bai, you are really amazing. Can I become as strong as you in the future?!"

"Of course." Bai Shi never discouraged the boy's dreams. He rubbed his head out of habit and encouraged him: "As long as you work hard, there is hope."

"Don't just instill the impossible into us."

“People should always have dreams.”

Bai Shi stopped rubbing his head, and his handsome features showed a trace of seriousness, and said: "Before leaving, let's destroy the Boren Manor first."

The purpose of this trip had been achieved, and he had originally planned to meet up with Jian Ju and leave.

The scene just now made him decide to destroy Boren Manor. People have the right to choose to fall.

Then others also have the right to choose to destroy the fallen people.

He wanted to take the mysterious weapon in Boren Manor for himself to prevent it from being manipulated by others and forming this lawless space.

As for those people from the Razor Gang, they should just die if they deserve to die. Why should they cling to the human world?

……

Each floor of Boren Manor has a floor master who acts as the leader, and the floor master of the Paradise is Huck.

The official boss of the Razor Gang, a magician with the strength of the sixth realm.

His appearance gave the impression of a strong physique that came from practicing the techniques of fighting with bare hands and slashing, and it seemed that his suit would be torn to pieces with the slightest movement of his muscles.

To be honest, it's not comfortable at all to wear such ill-fitting clothes.

The reason why Huck dressed like this was that he was weak when he was a child and was always bullied.

Even after he entered the extraordinary world and became a magician, he still did not forget his childhood experiences. He liked to train his body to be muscular and match it with ill-fitting clothes to make himself look strong.

Especially when he got angry, his subordinates would always be nervous, fearing that their suits might burst.

"What are those idiots on the sixth floor doing? I've run out of stock here, and they still haven't sent it to me!"

Huck stayed in his office, pounding his hands on the table in anger.

The subordinate outside came in with his head held high and said weakly, "Boss Hake, Room 4 said they want to continue..."

"What can I get? They don't deliver the goods and they don't answer the phone."

Huck had an irritable look on his face.

The subordinate speculated: "Will there be any unexpected events?"

"If you die, there will be no chance of accidents!"

Huck grabbed the cup on the table, but he couldn't bear to throw it away. This was a diamond cup he had made at a high price. How could it be stained with the blood of such an idiot? "I want to go up there and take a look."

Having said that, he lowered his head and patted the head below, "Hurry up!"

"Mmmm."

The woman began to speed up.

"Ah!" Huck's heart ached.

The woman noticed the trembling of the tall and strong body and thought that it was about to come, so she sped up again.

A large amount of warm liquid fell from the top of his head, some of which flowed along his hair and over his forehead, making his vision turn bright red.

Blood? !

She originally thought it was saliva or some liquid, but when she raised her head suddenly, she saw Huck, with blood all over his face, staring down with wide eyes, as if wondering why he was dying.

"what!"

Hey, how could I scream out loud?

She looked around and found that she was back at home outside the Boren Manor, “It was just a dream, no, the blood is still here, and my mouth also smells like that bastard.

Huck is really dead.

Phew, could it be that the Almighty Father heard my prayer? Then I hope the next man takes a shower every day! "

She was really fed up with the smell.

……

Kou Nu wasn't the only one to experience that situation.

Between bliss, debauchery and bloody fighting, the three scenes are switched continuously. Bai Shi's methods can only be described by Mr. Big Pineapple in one sentence.

What does it have to do with you if I destroy you?

A complete dimensionality reduction attack.

The members of the Razor Gang didn't even know how they died, and their lives ended in complete ignorance.

Most of the guests and informal members were sent home, and a few died here.

For example, the guests in Paradise do not know the principles of the fairy mist and are keen on inhaling it. Ignorance is not a crime.

Customers who know how fairy mist is formed and are still keen on inhaling it deserve to be damned.

……

The bottom layer, Kakegurui.