Chapter 215: Red Flower Messenger (4)

"Well, I've made an appointment tonight, so let's wait." He comforted Ouyang Xue.

"Yeah." Nodded obediently, sat beside Yin Hui, with bright eyes looking at the big iron door.

"Hey, godfather, open the door quickly. I'm Yin Hui, I came to find you last night." His voice was very loud, and even Conan Doyle and others who were ambushing dozens of meters away could clearly understand.

Hearing.

Hearing Yin Hui's voice, Conan Doyle and others frowned, as if they realized that things were not as smooth as they thought.

"Damn it, is that Godfather a deaf?" He cursed, and he carefully observed the entertainment city and found that there was only one entrance in the entertainment city, so it was really troublesome to go in.

Just as he was about to scratch his head, he suddenly heard the iron door clattering, as if someone had opened the door from inside. He immediately became energetic and stared at the door.

The door dodged a crack, which allowed only one person to go sideways.

In the middle of the narrow crack in the door, a thin figure immediately attracted his attention. The fog was too thick, so I couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.

"Are you?" Yin Hui looked at the blurry figure and asked in confusion.

He judged that the man opposite was definitely not the godfather, and the godfather's figure was a bit bloated, which was very different from him.

"You know my Russian" replied calmly.

"Ah, it's you!" He was stunned when he heard the familiar voice, and took three steps back before he barely stood firm: "Why are you in this place?"

"Why can't I be in this place?" the other party retorted: "Why are you here?"

"Are you... the godfather and you in the same group? Did you confuse these people in the name of Christ?" His hands quickly formed seals, suspended in his hands, ready to attack at any time.

"Haha, young man, don't waste your energy. In my opinion, your attack is just a joke." The rough voice seemed very arrogant.

The other members of the group who heard the conversation between the two were stunned. They never expected that they would hear this familiar voice in this place.

It's not someone else, it's Zhao Dehuo's.

"Why is he in such a place?" Conan Doyle looked back at several people with confusion.

"Let's go and have a look. I guess this guy must be in the same group as Christians." Huang Helou threw away the cigarette butts in his hand and walked out of the hidden place: "Our strength is too different from that of the other party,

Even if he hides his body, he will find out. Instead of shrinking his head and tail, it is better to fight with the other party openly."

The last time the hatred surged into his mind, he really wanted to tear the other party to pieces.

Especially Conan Doyle, who had just come out of the shadow of the Zhao Dehuo incident, ran into him again this time. Since the enemy is narrow, let's fight to the death today.

"Brothers, go and see what that guy is doing." She took the lead in walking towards Yin Hui, who was dozens of meters away, with the gun in her hand creaking.

"I don't want to kill people today, please get out of the way." The thin body squeezed out of the crack in the door. Seeing more than ten people rushing over to come, he said in a cold voice.

"Are you in the same group as Christians? What is the purpose of killing so many people?" He still said that, and asked with gritted teeth, which made people feel cold in his heart.

"Young man, I told you last time that you are calm in your work. It seems that you have not accepted my advice at all, and you still don't think about it." He looked at Yin Hui with some ridicule.

However, Yin Hui ignored him, just looked at the gradually approaching Conan Doyle, and was worried. Zhao Dehuo had a big blow to Conan Doyle, and he was a little worried that Conan Doyle's reaction would be excessive when he saw Zhao Dehuo.

However, Conan Doyle's reaction was beyond his expectations, because she not only did not show anger, but instead looked at Zhao Dehuo calmly: "What are you doing here? Is there any Christian murder case also yours?"

Zhao Dehuo looked at her and was stunned for a moment. Indeed, her tolerance was still beyond her imagination. She couldn't help but stretch out her fingers and exclaimed: "Little girl, she is young and has good patience. But today I don't want to deal with you, please let me go."

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Huang Helou was a little bored, and walked up and stared at the other party: "Don't think that we can't beat you, just be afraid of you. Sooner or later, you will be punished by law."

"The sanctions of the law?" He suddenly sneered and stared at Huanghelou with his eyes fixed on him: "Don't tell me any laws. In this world, nothing can stop me."

"Zhao Dehuo, I hope you don't interfere in this matter." Yin Hui expressed his point of view: "If you leave, we will not tell you about your appearance at the crime scene."

"Puchi." Zhao Dehuo actually laughed out loud: "Boy, you underestimate me too much. Do you think I am really afraid of the court? You know too little. When you can reach my strength one day, you will naturally understand

, The world you see is not the world you know at all."

"The world you see is not the world you know at all?" He looked confused: "What do you mean by this sentence?"

"Haha, you can only understand it but not express it." Zhao Dehuo left this sentence, stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body soared directly, crossed the large iron gate, and flew onto the flashing LED display screen.

"Stop, I have to take revenge." Sun Dong, the explosion hand, roared, holding an electronic bomb that had been prepared long ago.

"Sun Dong, stop." Conan Doyle stopped Sun Dong repeatedly, but unexpectedly, the bomb in Sun Dong's hand had already been thrown out. It drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and finally dropped onto the LED display screen

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Zhao Dehuo smiled even more presumptuously, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Bang.

With a loud bang, the huge display screen exploded directly. The fragments fell from mid-air to the ground, making a series of sharp and harsh sounds, as if the ridicule left for them when Zhao Dehuo left.

"Sun Dong, I will violate the order next time and I will directly punish you for one month's salary." Conan Doyle roared, his voice raging in the darkness, which was very harsh.

"Boss, do you have the heart to bear it..." Sun Dong wanted to argue that he had suffered the most loss last time in the battle with Zhao Dehuo. He had already made a poisonous oath, and he must blow it up next time he saw Zhao Dehuo.

Fragments. This time I seized the opportunity, but failed and was fined for one month's salary.

This is what I mean by stealing a chicken but losing rice. I will lose my wife and soldiers.

Shut up!

Before he could finish speaking, Conan Doyle interrupted him: "You know that we are not opponents of that guy, but you still have to attack. If you really anger the other party, aren't we the ones who suffer? You are that

The lives of the group members are jokes." She was right and deeply rooted in people's hearts. Sun Dong lowered his head embarrassedly.

Now he admits his recklessness.

"But then again, how could he appear in this place? Could it be that he and the missionary in the Vatican are accomplices? The heart-to-heart incidents in the city also have his "commendations""

He was puzzled and walked to the door at the same time, looking into the crack of the door, but found that it was pitch black inside and could not see anything.

"Yin Hun, let's go in and take a look." She turned around and looked at Yin Hun: "I think there may be no one inside. Even if there is someone, he left quietly in the conversation we had with Zhao Dehuo just now. Will it be better if we were to do so.

Did Zhao Dehuo deliberately delay us?"

Yin Hui couldn't think of any reason, so he just leaned over and looked inside through the crack of the door. It was darker than the night, filling the entire entertainment city. He believed that if he stepped into it, he would soon

It will be swallowed by the darkness and cannot see the surrounding situation. It is like another world, full of endless mystery.

"What? What did you find?" Seeing Yin Hui lying on the crack in the door and watching for a long time but still didn't say anything, Huang Helou couldn't stand it anymore.

"Get in. I just felt the yin and yang energy inside, and felt that the breath was stable and there seemed to be no danger." He said with some uncertainty.

"Yeah, go." Conan Doyle tiptoed into the crack of the door, and carefully leaned over and walked slowly. He groped forward.

They can't turn on the lights because that's going to expose themselves completely to the enemy.

Bang, bang!

The slight sound of footsteps spread in the darkness and invaded any corner.

"Take off your shoes." Conan Doyle whispered.

After a squirm of friction, the sound of slapping disappeared.

"Catch my hand!" Yin Hui's voice sounded in her ears: "Everyone is caught together, so that you won't get separated."

She nodded, stretched out her delicate palm and fumbled in front of her, and finally grabbed Yin Hui's arm. Her wide hand tightly grabbed her hand, making her feel much more at ease.

Taking advantage of last night's memory, they groped in the darkness. This place is several hundred meters away from the bishop's rostrum, and there is a curtain barrier in the middle, so it is not that easy for the bishop to discover their existence.

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They tiptoed forward without a single sound. They raised their heads and could barely see the white curtain rod hanging above the big building.

A gust of wind from somewhere made the curtain stick move slightly, just like countless women in white clothes hanging in the air to mock them.

She couldn't help but be stunned, feeling a little scared.

"What's wrong? Conan Doyle, why don't you leave?" Yin Hui urged with a laugh, and it rang in her ears, like a mosquito buzzing.

She didn't answer, and she didn't say much nonsense that could be avoided, but just took steps and followed Yin Hui closely.

There was a rustling sound behind me, just like the sound of the wind on the ground.

Finally, when they walked to the white curtain, their hearts were so nervous that they were about to jump out. They couldn't imagine what was behind the curtain. Will they see the bishop on the rostrum? Or the endless darkness

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The curtain rod was gently pulled open a corner. Through this gap, several people clearly saw the lonely speech platform on the rostrum standing on the top, a dim little lamp hanging above, shaking.

"Strange, where is the person." Yin Hui was extremely disappointed and did not see what he wanted to see. He felt a little disappointed. He walked a few steps gently and drilled under the curtain stick to see if there were anyone around him.

Strangely, there was nothing else outside the thick darkness.

"Master, I am Yin Hui, the one who came yesterday. Today I brought my offline here and ask for your redemption." He shouted.

Silence, except for the strange evil wind blowing curtain sticks swaying around and making a slight sound.

"Strange?" He signaled Conan Doyle and others to come here, and pulled Ouyang Xue up and walked towards the stage.

"Yin Hun, where is this place? Why do we come here?" Ouyang Xue was a little scared. He could feel a layer of sweat oozing out of her arm holding her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He comforted Ouyang Xue.

"Yeah." She nodded, but Yin Hui could still feel him trembling all over because of fear.
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