Disaster Shelter

The woman put her hand on the man's shoulder, leaned into his ear and said, It would be great if you could become a professor, so we don't have to worry so much, and you can do what you want...

The man smiled confidently and said, It will take some time.

The woman's pupils narrowed slightly, and she took a deep look at the man in front of her.

He said it would take a certain amount of time, but he didn't say it couldn't be done, which showed that he was sure of becoming a 'professor'!

Every 'professor' in the academy stands at the peak below the catastrophe level, and each one has the strength of the true order of disaster!

The man glanced at the woman, and the disdain in his eyes flashed away.

This woman has experienced a long life in vain, but her vision has always been so narrow, so he doesn't want to become the pinnacle below the catastrophe level—he wants to stand in the sky!

I'm going to find out what caused that kid Qiao Kun to make such a big mistake, and I'll handle the matter here for you.

After finishing speaking, the man's body gradually disappeared into the air, while the woman stared blankly at the direction in which the man disappeared for a long while, then took a deep breath and pressed the ground, chanting words of unknown meaning.

Accompanied by her words, those gradually shattered red barriers began to stop shattering, and slowly began to recover.

After no longer colliding with that unknown existence, the museum has enough power to suppress the contents in the museum, and this woman just turned on the switch.

When the items that were about to escape were no longer ready to move, a red light gradually emerged from the collections that were raging outside...

This is also the reason why this man and woman did not take this riot to heart, because as long as this museum exists, there will be one thing here!

...

Feeling that the demon puppet was killed, Wen Wen frowned.

He didn't see who killed the demon puppet, but it wasn't bad, at least he didn't have to be wary of the museum anymore.

He was still too careless before, letting the puppet enter the museum directly, and the museum could almost find him through contact. Now that he knows that it is a catastrophe-level containment, Wen Wen will no longer be careless enough to let it catch his feet.

But this is also good. Now that Qiao Kun is not in the museum, I can go directly to find him!

Wen Wen returned from the asylum to the shadow he was in before, and snapped his fingers, and four figures in red and black robes appeared behind him.

These figures are all disaster-level monsters, namely Little Red Riding Hood, Dungeon Monster, Dire Hand, and Angel of Light.

Now that the cataclysmic powerhouse 'Black Cross' has already made a move, the mysterious organization that fought against the devil before appears here again, and this organization can be bound to the Black Cross.

Of course, the main purpose of Wen Wen calling out them is to gain benefits. When encountering such a place full of contained objects, Wen Wen naturally cannot let it go.

Don't go near that museum, and try to grab containment objects that are active around here...

After giving the order, Wen Wen's body emitted a puff of smoke, wrapped himself up, and chased in the direction where Qiao Kun was fleeing.

Qiao Kun has already run outside the museum, no one should be able to stop Wen Wen from obtaining information this time, after all, it is not as convenient to do it by himself through the puppet.

After only chasing for a while, Wen Wen found Qiao Kun.

Outside the museum, Qiao Kun's physical fitness was not much worse than that of ordinary humans. At this time, he found a motorcycle and rode on it. He put his finger on the motorcycle and muttered a few words, and the motorcycle started.

As an apprentice, Qiao Kun can steal a motorcycle without complicated operations.

But as soon as the motorcycle started, before running ten meters, Qiao Kun realized that he couldn't make any progress, and looked behind him so frightened that he almost stopped breathing.

Behind him stood a man in a red robe. This man couldn't see his face clearly, but he was holding the rear of the motorcycle with one hand, and he couldn't move forward when he lifted the motorcycle!

Araka...

Before Qiao Kun finished speaking, Wen Wen slapped him on the mouth, causing his spell to shrink back.

Then Wen Wen lifted Qiao Kun's collar, grabbed the motorcycle with one hand and turned it off, and put it in its original place.

Before I bought my first car, I used to have a motorcycle, and then I was working on a case and someone stole my motorcycle, so I hate bike thieves.

While talking, Wen Wen hung Qiao Kun upside down on the street lamp. Every time Qiao Kun wanted to speak, Wen Wen interrupted him.

Later I found the car thief, got my car back, broke his leg, dug up all his black material, and handed him over to the police.

He fiddled with the rope for a while, until Qiao Kun's head was in line with his own, then he stopped, patted Qiao Kun on the face and said, I didn't kill the person who stole my car, so you Just answer my question well and I'll let you go.

What do you want to ask... Qiao Kun said inarticulately, his cheek was already swollen from Wen Wen's slap just now.

The corner of Wen Wen's mouth curled up: I want all the news about Wen Rui that you know!

Qiao Kun said to Wen Wen with a bitter face, I can't say it!

Wen Wen tilted his head and stretched out a finger. The nail became long and sharp in front of Qiao Kun's eyes, and it had a frightening crimson color on it, and then the finger touched Qiao Kun's chest.

The skin near his chest was instantly covered with red blood vessels, and the unbearable pain made Qiao Kun writhe like a salted fish coming ashore.

This is a very powerful toxin. I only need to add a little more dose, and you will suffer ten times more than now. Add more...you will die in long pain, and there is no cure!

What Wen Wen used on Qiao Kun was the blood poison of vampires. After sending out the disaster-level monsters, two of the five rings on Wen Wen's right hand became vacant.

I... don't say it, and I won't say it even if I die!

Qiao Kun looked at Wen Wen ferociously, a little hysterical.

Wen Wen frowned, so maybe he really can't ask anything, or try to completely destroy his reason with madness?

Suddenly, Wen Wen's fine hair exploded, and a sense of crisis filled his mind. He retreated more than ten meters abruptly and looked at the position where he was standing before.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a robe and holding a scroll unconsciously appeared behind him.

While putting Qiao Kun down, the man said with a smile to Wen Wen: If you want to ask about Wen Rui's news, just ask me directly, no one knows better than me...

Wen Wen's pupils dilated slightly, and when he saw him, he didn't need to ask many things.

Because he is Wen Rui!