The supreme master of the female president

The Dark City has a long history and steep terrain. It is like a medieval town. No one knows exactly when it was established here.

There are two entrances to the Dark City, the South Gate and the North Gate, guarded by a group of armored men holding sharp steel spears and Damascus knives at their waists. They are the guards of the Dark City. , under the jurisdiction of the dark web.

Moreover, above the city gate, there are two high-speed heavy machine guns. The diameter of the bullets exceeds 12 cm. If it hits a person, it will instantly turn into blood mist.

In the commanding heights of the dark city, there are several top snipers hiding, equipped with high-precision anti-material sniper rifles, and the guards are extremely strict.

"stop!"

At this time, at the entrance of the long stone steps, a tall guard captain with a hunchback and a tiger's back, staring at Yang Yitian in front of him with cold pupils, said in a deep voice: "The meeting of the gods is about to start, and the Holy Lord ordered that all S With the exception of killers above the level and the big forces of all parties, no one is allowed to wear a mask, you take it off immediately!"

Under the mask, Yang Yitian frowned slightly. The Holy Lord that the captain of the guard said was the controller of the dark city and the second in command of the dark net. He even had a drink with that person.

Seeing that Yang Yitian was unmoved, the tall guard captain strode forward with a spear in his hand, pointed at his throat, and repeated sternly again: "Take it off immediately, or you will be shot!"

Yang Yitian stretched out his hand, took off the mask, revealed a stern face, and said lightly: "Is it all right?"

The captain of the guard looked at Yang Yitian with his pitch-black eyes, then turned around and retreated back to the sentry post, without confirming his identity, because this time the meeting of the gods, all kinds of mixed people will come, including some agents, There are even mysterious personnel from certain countries, including the FBI, MI[-] and other organizations.

But in this regard, the Dark City never rejects anyone who comes, and it is not afraid of someone daring to make trouble. There is no other reason, that would offend the entire Dark World, and no stupid politician would choose to poke a hornet's nest.

Yang Yitian's expression remained the same. He was always mysterious in the dark world, and not many people had actually seen his face. Otherwise, if the captain of the guard had recognized him, he would have knelt on the ground to greet him in horror.

Putting away the mask, Yang Yitian stepped into the dark city. After two years, he returned to this bloody place again.

Although the architecture of the dark city is very old and ancient, its various facilities are similar to those of modern cities, and its prosperity is no less than that of second-tier cities. There are bars, casinos, black boxing, and places for entertainment.

Yang Yitian was not in a hurry to reveal his identity, nor did he seek out someone who had made friends with him before, because there is an iron rule in the dark world, that is, never trust anyone. This place is full of betrayal of interests, and he might greet you with a smile just a second ago. Maybe we will meet each other in the next second.

After walking around for a while, Yang Yitian found a bar and walked in slowly.

There are a lot of people in the bar, some are vicious, rough, some are gentle and elegant, and some are silent, each of them is a figure in the dark world.

When Yang Yitian pushed open the two wooden leaf doors and appeared in the eyes of these people, a lot of eyes were cast on him in an instant, as if they wanted to see through him.

Yang Yitian looked calm, ignoring his gaze, ordered a large glass of beer, and sat down in a remote place.

"You have all heard, the respected Lord Poros, the god of heaven, lurked into the dragon kingdom and killed the pregnant wife of the god of death." A man with a rough face took a big sip of strong wine and told about the time before What happened, I also specially added the word "respect" to Poros to express my awe in my heart.

"I've heard about this too. I didn't expect that the always mysterious God of Death would be a native of Long Kingdom and married a woman." Another short person said, rolling his small eyes.

"The god of death will definitely seek revenge on Poros. I guess this meeting of the gods will definitely set off a big wave. The two gods will confront each other. At that time, many forces will be involved. It's exciting to think about it!" The sinister laughter sounded.

Listening to the conversation of these people, Yang Yitian remained expressionless and drank his wine.

The man with a rough face before took another sip of wine and continued to laugh: "The god of death killed Lord Poros' twin brother, and Lord Poros killed the wife of the god of death, and the two had a bloody death." Qiu, there must only be one of them alive, who do you think will have the last laugh?"

"The god of death has disappeared for more than two years, and his influence is no longer what it used to be. Lord Poros is becoming more and more powerful. This time, he will make all preparations for ambush, so I guess it should be the latter." The short man showed a mouthful. Dark teeth.

"Poros is a dog, Lord Reaper will definitely kill him!" Suddenly, a piercing voice resounded violently in the bar, and all eyes, including Yang Yitian, looked in the direction of the source.

All I saw was, at an inconspicuous corner, a gorgeous woman from the Ying country slandered Poros with disdain.

"What did you just say?" The man with a rough face stared at Ryoko Yamamoto, a little suspicious that he had heard it wrong.

"I said, Poros is a dog who can only hide in the dark and sneak attack, and dare not come into direct contact with Lord Reaper, otherwise he would have died!" Ryoko Yamamoto snorted.

"Sigh~~~"

Many people gasped. Ryoko Yamamoto dared to call Poros a dog. Is she looking for death and not wanting to live? Isn't she afraid of her tongue being cut off?
For a while, the people sitting around Ryoko Yamamoto left one after another to keep a distance from him, for fear that they would suffer unreasonable disasters and implicate themselves.

"Little girls, this is the Dark City. Do you know who Master Poros is? Be careful what comes out of your mouth. You don't even know how you died." The rough-faced man said in a vicious voice.

"I'm not wrong. Poros sneaked into the Dragon Kingdom and kidnapped his wife while the god of death was away. He used it as a threat. This kind of person is so despicable that he is not worthy of being a god at all." Ryoko Yamamoto was not afraid, Yang Yitian in the distance frowned slightly when he heard the words, Poros would definitely not tell such a thing, how did she know.

"You really don't know how to write death. If these words reach Lord Poros' ears, just wait. Before you die, you will know what cruelty is." It is well understood that Ryoko Yamamoto's fate will definitely be very miserable.