Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 124 Crazy Feast

In the dark night, there were heart-piercing or terrified screams from time to time in the narrow and narrow streets of Arkham.

This group of arrogant guys vividly interpreted the screams for the residents of Arkham. There are several names for the screams.

On the border between the North District and the Central District, Dr. Laban stood on the roof of the building. His collar was constantly swaying in the cool night wind, like arms swaying back and forth in the dark night.

"Those monsters in the central area have awakened." Dr. Laban said with a serious face.

Now the screams from the center radiate to all directions, resounding throughout the city on the north side of Arkham.

"Quick! Quick!"

On the street, the army patrolling in the northern area received the message at this time, and quickly returned in groups to support the central area.

"What is the monster in the central area? Doctor." Standing beside him, the young man asked curiously.

Dr. Laban said indifferently: "The geographical location of the central area is not good, and the economic development level is not as good as that of the college district and the commercial district. Do you know why it is called the central area?"

"Could it be..." The young man seemed to think of something.

Dr. Laban didn't continue: "The already restless monsters have seen a new future, and that is Los Arkham."

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In just half an hour, the troops that had spread to various parts of the city were returning quickly, as if they had encountered something terrible.

In the wealthy district, Elizabeth looked at the military vehicles and tanks leaving in the distance, and let out a sigh of relief. She didn't want to fight the army here.

"Boss! Boss!" A young man in black hurried back.

"Did something happen in the central area?" Elizabeth asked.

The young man in black nodded vigorously and said, "Those monsters hidden in the central area attacked together tonight for some unknown reason. Those patrolling soldiers had no room to resist at all. These gathered soldiers were just to support the central area."

Elizabeth's eyes flashed, and she asked, "Who did you see?"

"Messenger of the Cat God, Mark Crawford; Devil's Left Hand, Kenneth Yass; Doctor Faceless, Garrison Hindvall; King Kong, Art Lear." The young man uttered four names and titles in succession .

Elizabeth gritted her teeth and said, "He actually has the ability to reach a cooperation with them?"

As the future intelligence leader here, she can be said to have a very detailed understanding of these people.

None of these four guys are normal, and they can be regarded as big names in the Arkham underworld.

"What about people from other areas?"

"They're all watching, and they haven't moved," the young man said.

Elizabeth fell into deep thought when she heard this, and then asked, "What's going on in the business district?"

She has been paying attention to the business district recently. Her intuition made her faintly feel that something happened to Danny's gang, but she couldn't find out what the problem was.

The young man said dissatisfiedly: "Danny O'Banion of the Danny Gang seems to have completely fallen for the army, and now he is returning to the central area with the army's Captain Rogge for support."

"Now? Why is Rogge still in the central area? Even if he is a waste, he should know the priorities, right?"

The young man whispered, "That guy O'Banion seems to have caught the little girl in Arkham's Flower, and then brought Rogge and his adjutant in. It took six hours for him to come out."

Elizabeth's pupils constricted for a while. She had a good impression of the dozen or so little girls. After being rescued by Ross, she continued to improve herself, worked hard, and lived hard.

"Wait, you said O'Banion brought them in? What happened after that?"

"Afterwards he went back with Rogge and took five girls with him." The subordinate replied.

"No... This matter is not right. With Arkham's character, he will never sit back and watch these girls be abused." Elizabeth said with certainty.

The subordinate said in a low voice: "Chief, the mayor is not a good person, is he?"

"You don't understand... There must be something we don't know about it. The relationship between the Danny Gang and the Arkham Flower is not as simple as we seem."

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In the dark night, a team of ten people left Marsh Street quickly while guarding.

Although they don't know what happened yet, they know that they can't continue to fight in such a scattered manner.

"Why should you suppress your dissatisfaction? Why should you obey their assignment..."

"Who!?"

Suddenly, all ten people felt someone whispering in their ears.

They looked around each other vigilantly, then picked up their guns and shouted: "Who is talking!"

Unfortunately, no one answered them.

"Let's go! It's a bit too evil here." The captain who took the lead said hastily.

When the ten people continued to move forward, the faint voice scratching their hearts like a cat's paw came again.

"Sense is the shackles of the spirit, and madness is the premise of freedom. Why should we suffer from such fear? Why not embrace the vast freedom together."

"Listen to me, pick up your weapon, pull the trigger..."

This weird voice has an indescribable special power, constantly bewitching their thoughts, regardless of instigating the darkness in their hearts.

Suddenly, the ten people stopped at the same time, and then in the quiet night, heavy breathing like wild animals sounded.

"Still... why are you hesitating?"

In an instant, the ten people's eyes were red and their expressions were ferocious. They suddenly raised the guns in their hands and began to shoot wildly at the companions around them.

chug chu...

After the shooting lasted about 20 seconds, ten people fell powerlessly in a pool of blood, staring at the night sky with dull eyes. At this time, they didn't know why they came to such a ghost place and suffered such inhuman suffering.

In the dark night, a tall and thin young man wearing a white shirt, black vest, black trousers and shiny black leather shoes stepped out.

His hair is neatly combed into three to seven parts, his cheeks are sharp and angular, and his face is slightly elongated, giving off a sharp and stern aura.

Taking a deep breath, the smell of gunpowder in the air has not dissipated.

"The taste of disaster and madness is still so wonderful." Portland Chambers said intoxicated.

"Is the disaster lawyer unable to restrain his inner loneliness?" From the shadow covered by the moonlight, a muscular young man wearing a casual undershirt stepped out.

The young man had a cross-shaped scar on his cheek, and black scale-like tattoos on his arms.

"Long time no see, old friend." Chambers said with a smile.

The person who came was naturally the owner of the billiard hall, known as King Kong's Art Lear.

Lier came over and looked down at the bodies of these people, and said casually with his hands in his pockets: "The others have also started to move. After staying for so long, they all want to move their bodies."

"The mayor really keeps his promise. I like this courageous mayor." Chambers said with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)