Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 369 Sanitation Workers in Arkham
The middle-aged man stared blankly at his flying ankle, not knowing what happened in a daze.

Because of the paralyzing poison, he didn't even feel the pain yet.

When he was about to stand up, he staggered and fell to the ground. Only then did he look down, and suddenly found that his leg had completely disappeared from the knee down. On the cross-section of the wound, he could clearly see the twisted Minced meat and spirals of meat, blood is dripping from these things quickly.

"What happened?"

The middle-aged man didn't even know who was where and what kind of weapon was used to attack him.

"Is it a gun? How can a gun have such great power?"

When the middle-aged man was in a daze, he saw the ground beside him from the corner of his eye.

There was a bullet hole as thick as a thumb, and there was still a lot of blue smoke coming out of it.

Following the angle of the bullet hole, he turned his head to look in the opposite direction. At level 23, his eyes were quite sharp.

At this moment, he clearly saw a young man standing up on the roof about 100 meters away with an exaggeratedly large gun, with a smug smile on his face.

"It's...it's really a gun." Although he wanted to be shocked, the powerful paralyzing potion had already begun to take effect, making his thinking stiff.

The splashed severed limbs and the splashed blood immediately caused panic among the surrounding people.

But in just 2 minutes, three patrolling policemen rushed over quickly and began to appease the people.

At this time, Art took Vic out of the hotel, and then a black car stopped, and under the eyes of everyone, he loaded the middle-aged man into the car and took him away.

The three of Art just left, but within 5 minutes, a group of middle-aged men and women dressed as sanitation workers came over.

They skillfully picked up the severed limbs, cleaned up the splattered meat and blood, dunked out the bullets that hit the ground, and then used a special machine to fill the bullet holes and smooth them out.

It can be seen that their movements are very skilled, and the use of special cleaning agents is also very powerful.

The hard-to-wipe blood on the ground was quickly decomposed into a transparent liquid after they sprayed some transparent liquid, and then wiped it with a pitch-black rag, and everything was restored to cleanliness.

But in 10 minutes, the street where the bloody scene just happened has returned to normal.

The broken limbs, minced meat, and blood have all disappeared, and even the bullet holes just now can't be found, as if nothing happened here just now.

The surrounding residents and businessmen also left without seeing much during the police's vigilance and drive away.

But there are still many people who saw that miraculous scene through the corner of their eyes.

"My God, how did they do it? What is that transparent liquid? It's also very useful for cleaning blood?" A businessman who had just arrived in Arkham for a few days said excitedly.

This is the young man in a suit who sneered: "I can see that you have just been here for a few days, right? Newcomer!"

The young businessman was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

The young man in the suit said casually: "This kind of scene is very common in Arkham. You must know that Arkham is the birthplace of the legendary blood therapy. There is no organization in the world that understands blood better than them. They have special knowledge about blood. Is there any problem with the cleaning method?"

The young businessman was taken aback, then scratched his head: "Thank you for your advice, haha! I forgot about it!"

As he spoke, he looked around and said, "This place is so lively and prosperous. It's completely different from the rumored backwardness, chaos, and mystery."

"That's Arkham in the past! The current Arkham has already been reborn under the leadership of the great mayor!" At this time, a passing Arkham resident said with pride and admiration.

The young businessman was a little surprised. After the residents left, he whispered: "I heard that the residents of Arkham are very xenophobic, and they rarely talk to foreigners!"

The young man in the suit seemed to be very happy to explain: "You don't know that. Although the residents of Arkham are still very xenophobic, they are much better than before. The most important thing is that they adore the mayor here. If you If you want to get help from locals, it's a good choice to praise the mayor in front of them."

The young businessman was very excited: "I see! You know so much!"

The young man in a suit handed over a business card: "Ximu Tour Guide Agency, we specialize in helping you foreigners who have just come here to explain the necessary knowledge and familiarize themselves with the rules and terrain here. Are you interested? The daily fee is only five rosa coins."

The young businessman nodded happily after hearing this, stretched out his hand and smiled and asked, "Yes, nice to meet you, my name is Newton Pava, how about you?"

The young man in the suit smiled and stretched out his hand: "Joseph, Joseph Enns."

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On the other side, the backyard of the Arkham Community Security Bureau, the second basement.

The location of the Arkham Community Security Agency is located at 5477 Hyde Street in the central area, and the building above ground is a new five-story building.

The area of ​​the whole building is not large, and it looks very ordinary.

But what others don't know is that there is a huge underground fortification under this new building, with a total of five floors.

Each floor holds prisoners of different levels, and the more threatening, the lower the level.

At the same time, there are several underground passages here. Through these passages, you can directly lead to the Arkham Sanatorium, the Arkham Research Institute, and the Arkham Cultural Bureau that Hina is in charge of.

The three of Art handed over the middle-aged man to Seth, the warden in charge here.

Now Seth has been withdrawn from the Arkham Troupe and has become the warden in charge of the prisoners here.

Strictly speaking, people in the Arkham Theater today have their own functions and jobs, scattered among various departments in Arkham.

"It's a hard stubble this time." Art said after handing the person over.

Seth, who has been completely integrated with the Scarlet Executioner, gives off a distorted and cold feeling.

Neither Jimmy nor Vic, behind Art, dared to get too close.

After hearing Art's words, Seth chuckled softly: "I like hard stubble."

Art reminded: "I know your methods, but I should be more careful. I checked him on the road, and his spirit was protected by a powerful person. According to my estimation, it is at least a demigod." level."

Hearing this, Seth was a little surprised. He looked down at the middle-aged man who was numb all over but had calm eyes. He turned to Art and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

Art smiled: "There is a reception tomorrow, will you come?"

Seth's eyes lit up slightly: "If the interrogation goes well, I will definitely be there."

(End of this chapter)