Great Lord of Calamity’s Reincarnation Chapter 143: Rebellion

　　Wuguanghui headquarters suffered a disaster today.

　　 Strange disaster!

　　The huge building was blocked from all exits, and the interior seemed to become a labyrinth.

　　 From time to time there are screams.

　　 At the end, there was only silence.

　　 This kind of dead silence is actually the most frightening, because it means that living people are almost dead.

　　 Large meeting room.

　　 "Anyone who is still alive is here?"

　　 Simon glanced at his eyes, and suddenly there was an urge to cry.

A headquarters as big as 　　, there are now more than a dozen living people left here.

　　 Beikuo killed people too quickly. Every time he saw him, he ran away, so Simon could finally give up and choose this conference room to shelter some people.

　　 "That thing hasn't gone yet!"

　　 The door was suddenly opened, and Du XIII and Wu Qiyuan walked in: "It doesn't seem to kill us, it's a little unwilling..."

　　 "President!"

　　Poison Thirteen looked at each other around him: "We think you should be responsible for this matter!"

　　 "Oh? How do you want me to be responsible?"

　　Simon smelled the dangerous smell, his eyes narrowed slightly, playing with the dagger in his hand.

　　 "At least... take us out first, then, President, are you right?" Wu Qiyuan laughed twice and came out to play the round.

　　 "Do you know that we almost died just now? That thing is growing very fast, and now the general incumbent is not necessarily its opponent..." Poison Thirteen's complexion is ugly: "And, we die With so many people, you must take revenge!"

　　 ‘A bunch of useless things, only know blame when things happen...’

　　Simon’s heart is a bit greasy, but he knows he can’t ignore it, otherwise his heart will be distracted and his lightless meeting will be over.

　　 He thought for a while and said, "Now everyone is here. Let's go out first. I will solve the things here."

　　 At this time, even if you are afraid of the notebook, you must use it.

　　Before the experiment, Simon had left the blood of North Broad just in case.

　　He took out a light yellow map and dripped a drop of blood on it. As the rough lines changed, everyone in the meeting room felt a change around him.

　　From the original large conference room, I came to another empty mountain.

　　 overlooked from this position, the former headquarters just fell into the eyes.

　　 "Now, it should be safe."

　　Simon said lightly, opened the black notebook, and prepared to write Beikuo's name.

　　 "Chairman... This is the cursed book? This strange thing is too dangerous. I think...it is better to keep it together."

　　 A high-level eye flickered, suddenly made it.

　　The top level of the Wuguang Society sees clearly. With this cursed book, Simon has controlled many people.

　　 After a while, they may be excluded from the core of rights.

　　It’s better to take advantage of what is happening now when Simon does something wrong.

　　At least, we must also strive for the right of common use. With the speciality of this notebook, we may really be able to build Wuguang into an organization of the size of a secret organization.

　　 "I agree!"

Poison XIII immediately expressed his attitude.

　　 "A bunch of waste! Dare not face the weirdness, but dare to challenge me! Betray me?" Simon's expression became strange: "Are you ready for all death?"

　　 "Simon, even if you are strong, we will not be afraid of you when we go together!" Poison Thirteen has torn his face, and he will simply do it in the end: "Hand over that book, we still recognize you as the president!" "

　　 "A vacant president?"

　　Simon's expression is cold: "It seems that I should solve you first than solving the North Broad... Maybe I should not take you away, I should let you stay at the headquarters... but it is not too late."

　　He drew out a few test tubes containing black and red liquid.

　　 That is blood!

　　 As long as it is blood, it can be used to curse no matter how long it has passed. This has been tested by Simon.

　　 ‘impossible! ’

　　Poison Thirteen looked at this scene and his eyes widened suddenly: "This is...our blood? Damn, you have promised..."

　　 "It seems that you are not stupid to get home, it is difficult to collect your blood secretly, but before I got the notebook, you did not protect yourself so tightly..."

　　Simon, at this time, has drawn the distance with a strange map, and sneered: "Now... kneel down and beg me, I may consider giving you a chance to survive."

　　 "Don't believe him, those must be fakes." Dusan thirsty shouted.

　　 "Very good, how do you think you die?"

　　Simon Fei quickly wrote the name of Poison Thirteen, with a cheerful expression on his face, he was ready to kill the chicken and monkey, and repair this group of people.

　　Although Wuguang will suffer heavy losses this time, as long as the most elite sword-bearers are still there, it will not be a particularly great loss. The shelf is still there, and you can build it up.

　　 "He... cursed me!"

　　 "Fight with him!"

　　Poison Thirteen felt cold and flicked over with red eyes.

　　 On his right arm, the tattoo is already covered with vines all over the body. This is desperate to urge strange things regardless of sequelae and negative effects.

　　 It seems that he knows clearly that Simon really collected his blood secretly.

　　Simon evaded indifferently, and did not fight hard with Dusan XIII.

　　 He is not very clear about the hidden ability of the opponent’s strange things, but to curse the sword bearer, far cursing is the best way, because you never know if the opponent has the ability to pull you to die together!

　　 One minute passed, two minutes passed...

　　Poison Thirteen is still alive and well~IndoMTL.com~Wu Qiyuan and other high-level expressions are a bit wrong.

　　 At this time, Wu Qiyuan gritted his teeth and said: "Today's showdown, then help the old poison, otherwise we will have no good fruit to eat..."

　　 "You, are you okay?"

　　Simon was the most surprised one, blurted out and said: "Did you change your name?"

　　The book of the curse needs the blood and name of the target. This curse is easy to crack, just change the name.

　　 Therefore, Simon directly sealed the previous test participants, thinking that the curse rules were well protected.

　　 He couldn’t think of breaking his head. Poison XIII didn’t change his name at all!

　　 is really pitting him, is his notebook, or Fang Xian!

　　 "I think clearly, we are not suitable, so let's split it up!"

In the notebook, Fang Xian thought lightly.

　　 What he needs is a person who often goes in and out of strange events and can bring him a lot of spirituality.

　　 used as a deterrent weapon in Simon’s hands, it was too idle, and the income was too low.

　　Fang Xian looked at the name of Poison XIII and stopped the curse of traits.

　　If Simon knows all this, 80% of them will be angry to vomit blood.

　　He is showing a showdown with high-level officials, as long as he cursed the poison 13 and killed the chicken and monkey, he could immediately suppress the rebellion. .

　　 The result...it was covered with blood.

　　Many high-level leaders rebelled together, even if he had mastered three strange things, some could not eat it...