Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 135: Dependent

Although the voice was transmitted, the God Lord did not reply. The bad **** sent the message several times again, but never got an answer. He hesitated at the moment, now that Wu Mian has lost his technique, Xi Yingzhen is not here. Guangren, Guibugui, and Baiwuqiu were the only ones who were threatened. If Wu Mian could be ended unexpectedly, it would be considered a heart disease of the God Lord.

After hesitating again and again, the bad **** once again transmits his voice to the insider. After relaying the news that he had not been contacted with the Lord of God, he continued: "Now Wu Mian has no spells, and Xi Yingzhen is not here. It's just a pity that the Lord of God cannot be contacted, such a good opportunity will be wasted... Wait until they go to sea to see each other. After Xu Fu and Wu Mian recover their techniques, there will be no second chance for such a rare opportunity."

After a moment of silence, the voice of the insider replied: "Their vigilance has not been so strong these days. You are right, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will not come again. Let's do it, Wu Make yourself a dormitory, I will try to attract the attention of Guangren and Guibugui, you can do it..."

"Let's do it together." Shuishen felt a little taboo towards Wu Mian, and was caught by a white-haired man in the palace since the last time. From the bottom of his heart, he was afraid of him. Although he knew that Wu Mian was now a piece of meat on the chopping block, when he thought of attacking the white-haired man alone, his heart began to tremble. After a pause, he continued: "I can't take such a big credit, it's better for us to do it together."

The insider understood what he was thinking, and after sneering, he continued: "Then we have to fight quickly. After a quarter of an hour, we rushed into Wu Mian's bedroom from left and right. After cutting off his head, we cast a spell to leave. , without the slightest delay..."

After Xu Shen agreed, he continued: "In a quarter of an hour, see you in Wu Mian's bedroom..."

Wu Mian's side, after Gui Bugui and Bai Wuqiu left, he lay down on the bed. Light a candle and use this light to look through the miscellaneous books found in the shop. This meant that he was going to rest when he was tired. Just when the white-haired man started yawning, there was a sudden noise outside the left and right windows. Before he could understand, two figures had broken the window and rushed in.

After the figure entered the room, lightning came straight to Wu Mian. Although the two had no magic weapon in their hands, they could kill the white-haired man with their bare hands.

Seeing that Wu Mian was unavoidable on the bed, the two figures stopped. After the speed slowed down, their original appearances were revealed. One of them was a dejected man, and the other was the pock-faced man Fang Zhe who spoke hoarsely...

Now this person's expression became strange, and the moment the two of them turned into the bedroom, they felt that the place had been banned and could not use the Five Elements escape method to leave. A person who has no magic skills still needs to be banned. No matter how you look at it, it smells like a trap. It's just that the two of them habitually came to Wu Mian's side, but this person did not dare to do anything to Wu Mian. The two of them in the bedroom looked awkwardly at each other...

At this time when it was neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, the voice of no return sounded in the air: "I miscalculated, I thought that this time I could transfer the Lord of the gods, only these two little shrimps... But Fang Zhe, you are also considered What a little surprise. The old man thought that the Lord of God's wife would be Jia Shifang, but this time he wronged that little baby..."

While speaking, Gui Bugui and Guangren jumped in through the broken window. Surrounding Shuishin and Fang Zhe...

At this time, the bowels of the deceased **** are all regretful. Although he is an immortal, he is not the opponent of these mortals. He can only say to Fang Zhe with a sad face: "What should I do? Or should I surrender... We are immortals. A few times, a few scoldings, you can't die..."

"This time I've been hurt by you!" Fang Zhe shouted angrily. He was different from Shenshen. After thinking about it in his heart, he still rushed towards Wu Mian. He was still making his last bet that if the white-haired man really lost his magic, he could still restrain him, threaten Guangren and return, and there is still a chance to escape.

What I didn't expect was that when Fang Zhe rushed to Wu Mian's side, the white-haired man actually bounced off the bed, and then clasped Fang Zhe's head with one hand. When Wu Mian's fingers touched his head, Fang Zhe felt dizzy, and his body fell directly to the ground. Don't stop Wu Mian, he can't even move a finger now...

After seeing that his companion was restrained, Shen Shen raised his hands very well and said loudly: "I came empty-handed, I didn't bring any magic weapon... Whoever is carrying a rope or something, please come over here. , I'll tie myself up, I won't bother you guys... When you're going to execute the execution, try not to slap your face. Give me face... My nickname is also Shenxian, and I live by my face..."

"You really are an immortal who knows current affairs..." After Kui Wugui smiled, he ignored the immortal. The old guy walked in front of Fang Zhe, and continued at him who couldn't move: "Before the old man, I was still wondering, why you can use such a technique that even Wu Mian can control, you said that you received it from the Lord of God. The power of the gods. I really believed the old man at the time, but now I understand that you are a **** yourself, or that you have the spirit of a **** in your body, right, the **** of plague..."

"I'm content to be able to deceive you, an old fox, until now. Unfortunately, it was Wu Mian who had the last laugh in this game..." When Fang Zhe was talking, he could no longer hear a hoarse voice. At the beginning, there were several voices of the Plague God speaking...

After a pause, the God of Plague's voice said again: "This time I was careless, thinking that in a few days before you go to sea, I will be leaving. I simply left you a big gift, but it turned out that I I've become a great gift..."

At this time, the door to the bedroom opened, and the **** man came in from outside. Er Lengzi had heard the conversation between them outside the door, but there was still something he couldn't understand. At the moment, Bai Wuqiu said bluntly: "That's not right, didn't you check this Fang Mazi yourself before, old guy? Why didn't you find out that time? Also, the head of the God of Plague is still in the palace. Are you dead? Then why are you being polite? Are you going to help the Lord?"

After listening to Bai Wuqiu's words, Gui Wugui smiled and said to the muddy **** of plague: "Have you heard what that stupid boy said? Please answer me, god."

The **** of plague, who was controlled by Wu Mian, had no room for bargaining. After he took a deep breath, he said again: "I am a **** who turned into an immortal after giving up the skin. This skin was originally cultivated in the heavenly realm. It came out. If you give it up, you will give it up. After returning to the heaven, you can practice it again. But that time, it was not attached to Fang Zhe. I borrowed the divine power of the Lord and transferred it into his body.

When I robbed the Divine Master later, I was attached to Fang Zhe and deliberately caught by you, just to convey your news to the God Master. But I didn't expect that the Lord of God would hurt an arm by you. The previous plan was completely messed up, so I can only stay here and prepare to work together. It's a pity that it was messed up by a piece of trash..."

While speaking, Fang Zhe, who was possessed by the plague god, glared fiercely at the deceased **** who was tying him up. In the end, he said: "I asked for it myself, and the whimsical teamed up with the **** of failure..."

"The old guy, didn't you realize that the **** of plague is possessed by Fang Mazi?" At this time, Bai Wuqiu continued to ask: "It's not that I said you, I don't like to use my brain. You people who are calculating this and that every day, aren't they being calculated by the **** of plague?"

Gui Bugui gave a wry smile and said, "At that time, the old man was on the cusp of a bull's-eye. I always thought that Jia Shifang's child couldn't get rid of it. But then again, the spirit of the gods was not so easy to find out..."