Disaster Shelter

After giggling a few times, Barcode turned and ran.

Wen Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and shot a few water cards at him, but unexpectedly, he dodged all of these water cards.

The water poker shot by Wen Wen is at least equivalent to the normal attack of a disaster-level monster, but Barcode is just a superpower who has mastered the realm, and he can dodge all these attacks.

His strength and speed are actually not outstanding, but he seems to be able to predict Wen Wen's attack, thus successfully avoiding Wen Wen's attack.

Wen Wen snorted coldly, pulled out a weapon from his cloak, and said coldly to Barcode: If you run away again, don't blame me for being rude.

Hmph, you'd be a fool if you don't run...Okay, stop, the good guy stops, I won't run, don't shoot.

Barcode glanced back, was startled, and stopped immediately.

Wen Wen, this guy, let him hold a golden Gatling in one hand!

He can analyze the poker shot by Wen Wen, and then dodge in advance, but how to predict such a simple and crude thing as Gatling?

Barcode walked up to Wen Wen resentfully and said: The sword energy crystal is not on me, you will get nothing if you kill me, I can take you to find it, but you have to sign a contract with me, and you have to release it after you get it. I'm going.

Wen Wen took a deep breath and said, Okay...

Next, Wen Wen took the barcode and walked around the post office in Baoya City and the business offices of several courier companies in the urban area, and ran around looking for it for about an hour.

Wen Wen, who had been following behind him all this time, finally couldn't bear to ask: Didn't you take me to waste time on purpose?

Don't worry, you'll find it soon.

The bar code said proudly: I am a person who is afraid of death. If I am caught and tortured, I will definitely not be able to resist explaining the situation.

But I would rather die than let the absurd words obtain the crystallization of sword energy, so I thought of a stupid way.

I specifically found a local gangster and asked him to mail the package containing the sword energy crystal to anyone in Baoya City at a random time.

Then I asked him to write down a few specific pieces of information about the package, stamped on my head next to a barcode, and then I killed him.

I haven't read the information from the beginning to the end, and only I know how to interpret the information.

Once I'm caught by the absurd words, that barcode will disappear. Even if I repent and want to exchange my life with the crystal of sword energy, I won't be able to do it.

Wen Wen looked at the barcode strangely. This guy looked like a cold-faced killer, but his style of doing things was different from his style of painting.

You are a ruthless person, so why did you tell me?

Because you are not on the same side as Absurd Words, I choose to give you the crystal between my life and yours.

After searching for about half an hour, the barcode finally got the address of the person who was mailed. It was a social animal who had just stepped into the workplace, and his name was Li Haiyang...

...

Redbeard walked out of his forging room, saw a missed call, and called back.

When he was forging, he was forbidden to be disturbed by others, and the phone was also placed outside.

Because during the process, the temperature of the entire factory building will rise to a level comparable to that of an oven, whether it is a phone or an ordinary person, it will be destroyed by the high temperature.

The dead body hanging in the room has long been roasted to dryness by the uninterrupted high temperature...

The person who called was Komamo, who explained to Redbeard the whole process of the attack on the old hotel.

For the old hotel being attacked, Redbeard doesn't feel any resentment, and it doesn't matter how badly Komamo and the others are injured, as long as the old hotel is still there, he still has a steady stream of wicked souls.

However, among the information reported by Kuomao, there are two points that he is very concerned about.

These two pieces of information were all provided by the old lady cleaner on the third floor.

The first point is that the residents of 315 are suspected to be high-level demons, at least with the power of the middle sequence of disasters.

The second point is that another resident on the third floor has the sword energy crystal left by the ancestors of the Xun family in his hand. The absurd saying is that the old hotel was attacked because of the crystal.

Redbeard's eyes lit up. If he could get the demon and the sword energy crystal, then he could successfully forge the magic sword just around the corner.

Bring them to me.

My... my lord, they have already left the old hotel. Komamo said cautiously.

The red beard's face turned dark all of a sudden, and the duck in his pocket flew away again, which made him extremely annoyed.

Where did they go?

No... I don't know. Ju said, wiping off his cold sweat.

Trash, do your best to collect information about those two people, and I will personally arrest them. If you can't find them, just wait for me to show you!

The red beard angrily hung up the phone, and then looked at a figure hanging upside down in the factory building.

Since there is news of the mid-sequence demon, there is no need to waste this calamity-level Balrog here, just wait.

The figure that the red beard looked at was a disaster-level demon he just caught yesterday.

It was the former subordinate of the Faceless Demon, the little Balrog Matilda!

...

Li Haiyang hasn't been able to sleep well lately, and whenever he falls asleep, he will dream that he has become the strong man wielding a hammer.

So today he went to the hospital to ask the doctor to prescribe sleeping pills for him, and after throwing a wad of tissues into the bedside trash can, he began to sleep in a state of exhaustion.

I'm sure I can sleep well today. I keep dreaming about that man, and I suspect that I'm gay.

The effect of sleeping pills is very good, but I feel a little pain in my face when I fall asleep, and I can always hear auditory hallucinations.

Hey... why does my face hurt, and it hurts more and more.

Li Haiyang opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a bald man in a suit sitting on top of him, slapping him left and right!

You... what are you doing, help, rob, and there is no law.

Barcode stopped slapping his hands, and said to Li Haiyang in a cold voice, Where is the courier you received at eight o'clock in the afternoon four days ago?

What express, I haven't received it. Li Haiyang said subconsciously.

The courier put 20,000 yuan and a ceramic pillow in it, do you remember now?

Li Haiyang's eyes were evasive, and he said with a guilty conscience: No, no, I haven't seen any express delivery.

He actually received the courier, but there was no information on the courier, and the money in it had been squandered by Li Haiyang long ago, so he said he didn't receive it because he didn't want to pay back the money.

Barcode sneered: Then there is nothing to say.

He took out a pistol with a muffler, and fired at Li Haiyang's foot.

The shot missed, but Li Haiyang's red and swollen face became redder, and the warm quilt became warmer and moister.

The next shot will not hit the quilt.