Urban Dreams Come True System

Chapter 117, Breaking into the Dungeon

Naturally, Meng Zhen doesn't need others to massage him, and of course, he won't let this beauty go easily.

Just when this beauty was impatient.

Meng Zhen quickly and unpreparedly pointed and directly touched the beauty's sleeping point.

The beauty immediately fainted on the ground.

Meng Zhen dragged the beauty to the bed, covered her with a quilt, sat down and drank a cup of tea slowly.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Meng Zhen walked out of the VIP room.

I didn't notice just now, the next door is really the presidential private room.

Meng Zhen knocked on the door.

Then I heard a thick male voice coming from the presidential suite, "Beauty, the door is open, come in by yourself."

Meng Zhen pushed it gently with his hand. Sure enough, the door was ajar and opened with a push.

When Meng Zhen walked in, the man was lying on the bed.

When Meng Zhen saw this person, he was immediately happy. No one else knew this person, but he knew him very well.

When encountering a sneak attack at sea, this person is one of the leaders.

He is a native.

The last time he was injured at sea, it seemed that the injury was not completely healed. It seemed that he was treating his injuries here as a sanatorium.

"Beauty, you can start now, you can focus on your strength."

This guy regarded Meng Zhen as a massage girl and was completely relaxed.

Meng Zhen was also polite, and went up to grab the opponent's big fat.

"Focus again."

The native looked relaxed and enjoying himself.

"Is that so?"

Meng Zhen suddenly exerted his strength.

"what--"

I heard the scream of a slaughtered pig, which could pierce a person's eardrum.

"who are you."

The native rolled and jumped out of bed, saw a strange man standing in front of him, and said with some horror.

At the same time, his hand grabbed a knife under the quilt.

This man actually had knives hidden on the bed where he slept, and he was too alert.

Naturally, Meng Zhen would not let the natives get the knife.

I saw him changing his steps quickly a few times before kicking him away.

Just hit the opponent's wrist.

There was only a "clang" sound, and a sharp knife fell to the ground.

The native held his hand that was kicked, obviously in great pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Do you recognize me now?"

Meng Zhen smiled and pushed forward step by step.

"Still don't remember."

The native quickly recalled in his mind the people he had offended in recent years, but found that the young man in front of him seemed not to be there.

Meng Zhen kicked him again, causing the opponent's other hand to become swollen, and asked again: "Haven't you remembered yet?"

The native was sweating profusely and cried, "Brother, I should really have no grudge against you."

The surprise attack at sea that day happened in a dark and stormy environment, and Meng Zhen moved too fast, so he didn't see Meng Zhen's face clearly, which was normal.

"It seems I have to give you a little more memory."

After Meng Zhen finished speaking, he picked up the knife that fell on the ground and struck it out suddenly.

The knife wiped the native man's face, drawing a bloodstain, and then sank into the wall behind him with a "snatch", the entire blade went in, leaving only the handle.

The native gasped suddenly, what a terrifying force.

If this person wants to kill him, it is simply too easy.

The native put down all the calculations in his heart at once, not because he didn't want to fight back, but because he realized that the young man in front of him could easily crush him to death, just as easy as breaking a dead tree branch .

"Just say what you want to do, and I will promise you everything."

The natives have lost the will to resist.

"I just want you, take me to the headquarters of the Soul Blade organization."

Meng Zhen said lightly.

"What, you want to enter the headquarters of our organization. There are many barriers and experts there. I'm afraid you won't be able to get out alive if you go in."

The native was startled and quickly explained.

He was also afraid. He brought an enemy into the organization's headquarters, which was no different from a traitor. If the leader found out, he would be dead.

But he didn't dare to say no, so he had to tell the danger of the headquarters, trying to scare Meng Zhen away.

"What are you afraid of, aren't you still covering by the side?"

Meng Zhen saw through the other party's small thoughts at once, and said jokingly.

The native had a bitter look on his face, how did he offend this master, and he still can't escape today.

"I think you are very unwilling. I am a person with clear grievances and grievances. You killed my brother, so I have no choice but to kill you to avenge them."

Meng Zhen stretched out his hand to pour the mental attack power into his palm, and sucked it hard.

With a swipe of the dagger buried in the wall, it flew out by itself and landed in Meng Zhen's hands.

This hand shocked the natives again.

"Master, you must have misunderstood something. A master like you, even if I borrowed 1 courage, I would not dare to kill your brother. I am really wronged."

The natives burst into tears.

Who am I provoking? How could I offend such a great god?

"Who the hell is your uncle, am I so old?"

Meng Zhen said angrily.

The native cried again, with snot coming out of his nose, "Brother, please spare me this time."

Meng Zhen kicked the slug over and said, "I am from the Dragon Group. You led people to sneak attack us at sea and killed several of my brothers. You still said that this matter had nothing to do with you."

The native was suddenly too frightened to cry, because he finally remembered that the great god in front of him was the culprit who caused their own people to kill each other at sea.

Thinking of Meng Zhen's skills, he didn't dare to cry out about his grievances. Really, whether he could save his life or not depended on Meng Zhen's mood.

"Okay, I promise to take you in, but you have to promise me that you will let me go if you take you in."

The native looked at Meng Zhen in fear. This was already his trump card. If Meng Zhen didn't agree, he would die.

"make a deal."

Not long after, the limping native came to the headquarters of the Soul Blade organization with a bodyguard.

And this bodyguard is naturally Meng Zhen.

With the natives leading the way, entering the headquarters is simply too simple.

There was no interrogation at the door, just let me go.

Along the way, the guards kept saying hello to the natives.

After entering the headquarters, Meng Zhen discovered that the tightness of the defense inside was far beyond Meng Zhen's imagination. It was simply one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps.

This battle always made Meng Zhen feel a little weird.

"Where is the entrance to the headquarters dungeon?"

Meng Zhen asked.

"The entrance to the dungeon is over there."

The native pointed to a place ahead where two guards stood guard.

This time, the natives answered very crisply, without any hesitation.

Things went unusually smoothly.

Not long after, the natives brought Meng Zhen to the entrance of the dungeon.

"I have brought you to the place you want, I can only send you here, if you go down, I will die."

The native stood outside the dungeon, pointed to the entrance and said to Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen also knew that this person would not continue walking, so he knocked this guy out and put him aside.

(End of this chapter)