Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 168: Night attack

Shangguanyang is very broken in this sentence. Did I stab my name on the ground when I entered this recruitment hall? However, there was no panic on his face. After his eyes rolled around in his sockets, he inexplicably said to Sun Blind: "What day is today? Why are you talking about this? When I just came out, my neighbor still Ask me if I'm from Chaoli or from the building. I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and you're here again. Why, do you have to be a diners these days? Then, this man, are you from Chaoli, from the building, or from the seventh floor? country?”

After listening to Shangguan Yang's words, Sun Blind stopped, looked at the back of the juggler and said, "Mr. Qiu Li said whether he was in the palace or in the building. Do you understand, Mr. Shangguan, are you from the building?"

Shangguan Yang looked back at Sun Blind with some helplessness, and said weakly: "I don't know what you are talking about, why don't you ask my neighbor if he is from the building, Chaoli, or Qiguo? If it weren't for this recruitment center's monthly salary, I wouldn't be too lazy to talk to you like this."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Yang didn't care about the blind Sun who couldn't see clearly, and just walked towards the kitchen opposite. Looking at the back of Shangguan Yang, who was getting farther and farther away, a strange smile appeared on Sun Blind's face: "Qiu Li, right? It seems that you are from the Seven Kingdoms. See you tonight..."

About half an hour later, Shangguan Yang returned to the back of the hotel with a large clay pot filled with pig offal soup. Seeing that their companions hadn't come back, the two monks frowned and said, "Where's Blind Sun? You two left together, why are you the only one who came back?"

"I'm not here to show you people, what do you two take as a Chinese monk?" Shangguan Yang finally took up the shelf of his Chinese monk, and then accompanied the smiley face to the large clay pot pork offal. The soup was handed to Xiao Ren San and said, "It's rare that the cook inside is my fellow countryman. This is the taste of our hometown. Mr. Ren, please try it. This soup is good for sobering up and warming the stomach..."

At this time, the two jars of fine wine brought by Ren San had all bottomed out, and his little face was flushed. Looking at Shangguan Yang's smirk, just as he staggered and stood up to drink soup, someone behind Shangguan Yang said, "I said why I couldn't find you early in the morning, so I'm here to drink and eat. Meat. The bones all over the floor were eaten by the big swallow that did the trick yesterday? Tsk tsk... even a paw was left for my old man, what do you mean? My old man is just saying, why are you being so polite? "

The person who was talking was going to return or not. Halfway through his speech, the older cultivator across from him didn't hear the old guy's words. He actually handed over his unmoved Big Swallow's paw, which made the old guy very embarrassed...

"Eh? You're also the juggler. I thought it was the little servant who was waiting here with the soup. I didn't expect it to be you." Gui Bugui seemed to have just seen Shangguan Yang, and then smiled at him. , said: "The soup tastes good, didn't you make it yourself? What, no one moved this soup, right? Send it to my room, I will take Xiao Ren San to see His Royal Highness King Huainan, and I will go back after a while. Taste your craftsmanship. After drinking it, I will make a name for you. Don't be a monk for the rest of your life, just be a cook..." After speaking, the old guy picked up Xiao Ren San, sighed, and brought two The maid walked towards the Huainan Palace.

After seeing the backs of these people completely disappear, the two monks behind Shangguan Yang suddenly changed their faces. The two of them blocked Shangguanyang in the middle. The older monk sneered at Shangguanyang and said, "Master Chinese cultivator, the way you scolded me just now was very majestic. Don't think it's a trick. It's getting better..." Before he could finish his words, his head suddenly tilted back, followed by a "quack clack" sound from his neck, and he saw that the man's head was tilted backwards to an unbelievable angle. Although he fell to the ground, he began to twitch continuously.

"How do you know that I can only do tricks?" Shangguan Yang sneered at the twitching monk, who was still holding the large clay pot of pig offal soup in his hands. The other cultivator didn't know when he succeeded. At this time, Shangguan Yang looked at him again, and said lightly, "Originally, I just wanted to be a diners for two days in peace, but now it seems that this is not the case. It's not easy..."

Before he finished speaking, the monk suddenly opened his mouth and vomited. He just spit out the pork he ate in his stomach last night, but after a while, what was spit out was blood and half-melted internal organs. The cultivator fell beside his companion, and after a few mouthfuls of blood were spit out, he died one step ahead of his companion.

Looking at the large clay pot of pig offal soup that he was holding, Shangguan Yang sighed, and then muttered to himself: "It's a pity that this pot of soup is so good..." After half an hour, Someone found the bodies of the two monks behind the hotel. Since the place was banned, the **** aura of the two people did not drift out. Someone came in to relieve them, only to see two dead bodies.

After the two people died, Shangguan Yang, who had just stayed at the Zhonggu Hotel yesterday, also disappeared. Someone has seen with their own eyes that the two deceased monks ended up with Xiao Ren San, the returnee, and the missing Shangguan Yang. Those two distinguished guests were naturally not the murderers, so the lawsuit would be settled on the missing Shangguan Yang. on the body. At the moment, the person in charge invited the officials of Shouchun City to come. It goes without saying how to draw a shadow and want to arrest Shangguan Yang. It's just that the two monks died extremely tragically. At this time, the monks who provoked Shangguan Yang in front of the Zhonggu Hotel in the middle of the night didn't understand, and they turned around in front of the gate of hell.

This turmoil was slowly subsided until the evening. In order to shock the monks that night, the supervisor once again ordered the cook to kill a pig. Few people remember who Shangguan Yang is after a party of pork and a bucket of fine wine.

When he slept until the middle of the night, Qiu Li suddenly heard an abnormal noise in the room next to him, which was originally Shangguan Yang's room. He jumped off the bed suddenly. The body fell lightly on the ground without making a sound. At this time, there was a sudden sound from Shangguan Yang's room again. After confirming that he heard correctly, Qiu Li grabbed a hand at the ancient sword at the head of his bed. Then the sword teleported silently into his hands.

With the ancient sword in his hand, Qiu Li slowly walked over the wall that he shared with Shangguan Yang's room. There was no sound from his feet, and after reaching the wall, Qiu Li listened for a while. At this time, the sound that had just appeared suddenly stopped, as if it had never sounded again in the quiet air.

Qiu Li stood under the wall and hesitated for a moment, then suddenly muttered to himself. However, as his upper and lower lips opened and closed, there was no sound. At the same time as the last word came out of his lips, Qiu Li suddenly took a step forward, and his entire body actually passed through the wall and entered the room next door to Shangguan Yang.

It's still quiet here, and there's no sign of someone passing by or moving anything. Qiu Li first looked around, then started walking towards the bedroom. After Shangguan Yang disappeared today, he came here once, and it looks exactly the same as it was then. Can't see anything wrong at all.

After walking around here, I still can't find anything wrong here. Just when Qiu Li was about to leave and returned to his room. A cold voice suddenly came from the air: "Mr. Qiu Li, if I'm not mistaken, you should be someone from the Seven Kingdoms. You should have appeared to greet Mr., but my emperor's life is inconvenient. Salute, please don't blame Mr. Qiu Li..."

"Don't be so polite!" Before the man could finish speaking, Qiu Li suddenly shouted loudly, and then made a sword art in his hand. The ancient sword in his other hand was suddenly unsheathed and shot into the air like lightning. flew over.