Purple Sweet Potato Essence’s Beautiful Comic Journey

Chapter 213 The Yintang turns black and the air of death lingers

Silver Surfer took Qian Song's "seed bank" on the road. According to Qian Song's plan, he made a memory backup in advance to prevent his memory from being deleted as soon as he met Yan Xing.

If Tun Xing really did that, after loading the backup memory, Silver Surfer will continue to pretend to have amnesia for a while, and take Tun Xing around for a while, waiting for the cooldown time of Qian Song's "Birth Spell" When it arrives, take him closer to the solar system, and after entering the solar system, take him to Mars first.

Anyway, it's okay to procrastinate.

Qian Song will arrange for the Chitauri to attack Galactus after the cooling time of the "Birth Technique" has passed to attract Galactus' attention, while the old scheming Qian Song will hide in the dark and take the opportunity to sneak attack Galactus.

Use the Pregnancy Technique first to see if it can impregnate Galactus. If not, then use the forbidden technique - Soul Devouring. If it still doesn't work, then you can only make a tactical retreat first.

These two kinds of sorcery were defenseless and extremely weird. If they couldn't do anything to swallow the stars, it would prove that the gap between Qian Song and him was too great, so that any attack would be ineffective.

In this case, it is necessary to wrong Mars. Qian Song will let the Chitauri army guard Mars in large numbers, making the illusion that "Mars is a planet of vitality", and let Tun Xing absorb it.

After draining Mars, the Silver Surfer "offers treasure" to tell Galactus the secret of the "Vine of Life" and lures Galactus away who is not full at all (Mars is of course not full, compared to the milk of Earth) Cake, Mars can only be regarded as a shriveled raisin at best).

Of course, Qian Song is very clear-headed, of course he knows that this plan is not perfect, and there are still several obvious loopholes. In the next time, he will come to fill these loopholes to ensure nothing goes wrong.

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"There is no foolproof plan in this world, Sergeant Allen!" On the U.S.-Mexico border, an officer reprimanded his subordinates loudly: "You and that idiot Sam thought you were going to drive those Mexican ghost smugglers away!" Once you get to District 12, can you sit back and relax? Do you think the high wall of the bean curd project can really block everyone?"

"I admit my mistake, sir!" Sergeant Allen replied loudly: "But, Mr. President clearly said..."

"The president clearly said that the wall is impenetrable and difficult to climb, and it is the most powerful security system in the world, right?" The officer sneered and said, "How stupid are you to believe such a stupid boast? Did you know that not only did those Mexican ghosts not buy it, they also used the toughest materials on the border wall to build houses.

The $100 billion border wall has been stolen and demolished in many places, and it has been reduced to a $2 home security window. "

"What?" The sergeant's eyes widened when he heard this, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"You will pay for your mistakes, sergeant." The officer said, "Get ready for a court-martial."

"But, I have obviously killed all the stowaways, even the babies!" The sergeant said anxiously: "No pigs entered the border alive."

"Sergeant Allen, I remember, you are also of Mexican descent?" The officer took off his sunglasses and wiped the non-commissioned officer's military uniform: "Why do you attack your own people so hard? This is what... By the way, this is the legendary [convert fanaticism], right?"

Without waiting for Allen to explain, the officer put on his sunglasses again, and taunted: "You didn't make a mistake in massacring the smugglers. You made a mistake. You killed so many people, but the media found out."

"No! Sir, I'm still not convinced..."

"..."

The two didn't know that not far behind them, there were two ghosts wearing black robes and holding chains, listening to their conversation.

These are two ghost trainees who were randomly assigned by Bai Wuchang to practice in this area.

Extradition of dead souls, this is the first time for these two mermaid and ghost messengers to do it. I thought it would be difficult to collect 100 dead souls to complete the mission target in the deserted practice area on the border between the two countries. I didn’t expect that the mission would be completed after half a day. Yes, and overfulfilled.

As the sergeant named Allen said, he ordered the soldiers to kill all the stowaways who had climbed over the high wall and entered the country.

A total of 199 people were tied up, blindfolded and shot.

Two mermaid ghost messengers held the souls of the 199 smugglers with chains that could be extended automatically. After passing the barracks stationed on the border, they stopped to take a look out of curiosity.

After becoming a ghost, everyone will realize an innate ability - Wangqi.

Especially death.

In the eyes of the two ghost officers, this strong non-commissioned officer named Allen has a black face and a lifeless head. He must die soon, and it is very likely that he will not live until tomorrow.

So the two ghost messengers decided to wait a while, and when this Allen died and his soul left his body, he would catch his soul, so that there would be exactly 200 undead. point.

"Are you really dissatisfied?" The officer's tone suddenly changed and became a little ambiguous.

"Yes, sir!" Allen replied loudly, maintaining a posture of standing at attention.

"Then I'll give you a chance." The officer smiled inexplicably, pointed to the wooden door of the office and said, "Go, close the door."

Alan's heart skipped a beat for some reason, but he did it anyway.

"Very well, sit on this stool," said the officer.

Allen gritted his teeth and sat down.

He suddenly remembered a bad rumor about this officer.

"Now, undo the discipline button on your collar." The officer ordered.

Alan finally couldn't bear it any longer. Just as he was about to stand up from the stool, he was pushed down by a big pale hand.

"Are you going to waste this opportunity? Or do you regret it and want to surrender to the military court?" The officer's words were like the whisper of a devil, suppressing Allen's anger.

Allen stiffened and pulled off the buttons on his collar.

"That's right." The officer walked over with a smile, stood behind Allen, bent down, and then... bit on Allen's neck!

Allen: "!!!"

After a moment of sharp pain, he tried to struggle.

But after just a few seconds, his struggle stopped.

The reason was the numbness that quickly spread from his neck to his whole body.

He couldn't move, almost limp.

What's more frightening is that he could even hear the sound of blood flowing rapidly in the arteries in his neck.

"He... is sucking my blood?!" This was Alan's last thought in his life.

He died in just two minutes. A non-commissioned officer who was extremely strong became extremely shriveled up.

The two mermaid ghosts almost glanced at each other. They didn't expect that Allen would die before they had to wait too long, and he died at the hands of the vampire.

No wonder all the windows in this office are blacked out and the light is dim.

After the officer finished sucking the blood, he elegantly took out his handkerchief, wiped his mouth carefully, and then made a phone call.

"Come in and deal with it... Well, the cause of death is that Sergeant Allen killed too many civilians and couldn't stand the media's verbal criticism, so he committed suicide in fear of crime."

"By the way, last week's border wall material was stolen, and it was also pushed on him."

"Let our blood slaves keep a low profile these days. Many media have noticed the stolen border wall materials."

"As long as the blood slaves are not found, leave them alone, once they are found... kill them!"

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