Wide hall.
The gloomy music continued to play, as if looking down on the souls of men, and the eerie smell continued to permeate the room. Xue Baizhuo, in the guise of a queen, sat on her throne, her face beaming with infinite fondness, enjoying the treatment she was receiving today, while at the head of the lower room, one by one, her subjects continued to kiss the backs of her feet, devoting themselves to the most pious of pilgrimages.
Qin Hai sat watching from a still quiet corner, the red wine in his hands as demonic as blood.
“Tell the truth.” Cologne shook his gla*s of red wine, a faint smile on his face, “I was shocked when I discovered this place, the leader of the Nine Ghosts is too damn talented, such methods of controlling people are simply unheard of.”
One could tell that Cologne was truly shocked.
Already bursting with foul language.
Qin Hai raised his eyebrows and said, “You lured me here just to show me this?”
“Don’t you think it’s a masterpiece?” Cologne asked, “The reality in our eyes is just an illusion to them, while here, is their real world, and in the illusion, they can let go of all their thinking, it’s no accident that the Nine Ghosts can grow in a short time.”
Qin Dahai took a sip of red wine, rummaged around his body, quickly fished out a cigarette and handed it to Cologne, he waved his hand, Qin Dahai didn’t care, he lit one himself, took a deep puff and said, “You like it here a lot?”
“Interesting.”
Cologne said, “Don’t you think that’s what makes it interesting?”
Qin Hai laughed coldly.
And Cologne said, “The girl you saved just now, if the two of us hadn’t appeared, I’m afraid that within a few years, the outside world would have to have another demon girl who confuses the world; it may seem real here, but everything has a hand that is constantly pushing their trajectory.”
“So this group of people is a joke?” Qin Hai laughed coldly.
Cologne said, “It’s a tool, a tool for the leader of the Nine Mysteries, this place provides him with a great deal of talent, and without incident, even if you exterminate all the bases of the Nine Mysteries, the Nine Mysteries will still be able to rise quickly.”
After hearing this, a flash of killing intent swept through Qin Hai’s eyes, but quickly hid it again, glanced at Cologne, and said, “You are quite calculating.”
“Tian Shanhe’s identity is already self-evident, as the leader of the Nine Mysteries, he is an enemy of you and me.” Cologne sipped the wine in her cup and said indifferently.
Qin Hai said, “It’s mine, not yours.”
Cologne said, “Mr. Qin doesn’t really think that Zhao You’s family is in my hands, does he?”
Qin Hai frowned slightly.
He narrowed his eyes.
Thinking through what had happened since Zhao You had approached him.
And the mind quickly went to Los who had appeared in the backyard of the Gongsun royal residence.
“The Order of the Blue.”
He murmured.
Cologne snapped her fingers and said, “Good, that legendary Heart of the Ark.”
“It seems that Zhao You’s wife and daughter are here.” Qin Hai said.
“It’s not just them.” Cologne smiled playfully, “It also includes the two people you’ve been looking for.”
Qin Hai’s heart twitched.
Lin Ru Ling’s father, Lin Yansen, and Han Yue’s mother!
“You would be so kind?” Qin Hai looked at Cologne with suspicion.
Cologne laughed, “We have a common enemy.”
Qin Hai shook his neck, a cigarette had already been smoked by him, looking at everything in this hall, killing intent flickered in his eyes, and at this time, the slim man from earlier came forward, he said indifferently, “Two, please.”
The two men looked at each other.
Soon Qin Hai got up, but instead of following the slim man’s lead, he took out a small knife and slashed directly across the man’s neck.
Blood rustled and gushed.
The few bat-like men surged up and kept gobbling up the blood flowing from him.
Seeing this scene, Cologne laughed softly, “You guys are so unpleasant.”
Say it.
He flashed his body and soon those few dressed as bats were instantly killed.
With several dead, the people in this hall turned a blind eye, they continued their activities as if nothing had happened, but a few people appeared from the crowd, and these came with weapons in their hands, one by one, in an aggressive manner.
These men had the strength of demigods though.
However, in the eyes of Qin Hai, a dragon among men, and Cologne, a fallen god, they were not worth mentioning at all.
After only a few rounds, they were all dead.
“I forgot to tell you.”
Cologne finished off a few people, took a sip of red wine and said, “Your good brother Zhao You also walked out of here.”
Qin Hai’s eyes narrowed.
Cologne smiled playfully, “But according to my investigation, it seems that he did not indulge in this place, which means that your brotherhood is real.”
Qin Hai’s face eased slightly.
“Please.” Cologne suddenly waved her hand and said, “It’s time for us to meet the Nine Mysteries leader.”
Qin Hai smiled coldly.
But there was no refusal.
At that moment, he walked with Cologne deep into the hall, and there, a dark door was closed tightly.
And it was at that moment.
A car drove up to the entrance of the mental hospital.
When the car door opened, a man in a white suit with a pair of sungla*ses slowly walked down, he had a dog-tailed straw in his mouth, and even with the cover of the sungla*ses, he could still experience the kind of chaos to the extreme madness in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he spat out the dog-tailed straw and licked his lips: “Hell, hell, I’m back. ”
Step into this mental hospital.
Smelling the familiar scent, White Jedi had a satisfied smile on his face, “What a reminder.”
“There’s an entrance and no exit.”
The gatekeeper’s half-dead voice rang in his ears again.
Bai Jie heatedly smiled, fumbled around on his body and pulled out a grenade, throwing it straight into the doorman’s room. The doorman’s face suddenly changed, but before he could get up and scramble out, he heard a boom and flames rose into the air.
“Bummer.”
Bai Jie straightened his shirt.
He soon arrived at the lobby of the mental hospital building. At this moment, this ground floor lobby was a sea of blood, and Qi Lang was like a god of killing, sitting on a chair built by a few corpses with a sharp knife, a strange and deep smile on his face.
Bai Jie pulled out a white handkerchief to cover his nasal cavity and said unhappily, “Couldn’t you have done it earlier?”
“Qin Dahai is here.” Qi Lang gave a sardonic laugh and said, “And Count Cologne of the Scarlet Tulip.”
“Is that so?”
Bai Jue dropped his white handkerchief.
Looking at the familiar hall, still as abhorrent as ever, the confusion in his eyes grew more and more frantic, but his mouth let out a burst of Jie Jie’s strange laughter, that horror directly compared to those ghostly cries in the building, only soon, he collected all his smiles, with anger and hatred on his face, and said conspiratorially, “Then I can finally get what I want, baby, here I come. “