Infinite Flow Evil God, he is working again

The Bliss Club suddenly returned to normal, and the permeating ghostly aura disappeared, leaving only a dark and gorgeous building.

A quick-response employee immediately looked down at the detector, and the pointer had already moved to a position close to zero.

"It's normal." The man said in a daze, "What's going on?"

"Don't worry about what's going on, hurry up and save people!" Gu Zheng yelled, and rushed towards the clubhouse first.

The boundary that originally blocked entry and exit has disappeared, Gu Zheng crossed the boundary smoothly, and pushed open the golden door of the clubhouse.The strong smell of rotting blood immediately rushed out, and Gu Zheng was stimulated to step back.

Light from the outside poured into the clubhouse from behind Gu Zheng, illuminating the scene in the lobby—pale corpses everywhere.

All the corpses looked like they had been run over several times by a truck. The bones, muscles, and internal organs became shattered and soft, and they were deformed and stuffed in the pale skin, with a large number of twisted limbs interspersed.

The floor of the lobby was punctured and tattered, and the floor tiles were turned over, revealing gray cement.

"Oh my god." The staff from the Ghost Bureau who came after seeing this scene turned pale and said, "Are there any living people here?"

Gu Zheng glanced quickly across the lobby, and then stopped suddenly.

"Captain!" He saw Cheng Song lying crookedly in the corner of the lobby, with two unconscious support staff lying beside him.

Gu Zheng ran over immediately, helped Cheng Song up, found that he was still breathing, and felt relieved, but turned around and saw the penetrating wound on Cheng Song's chest, and immediately called for the ambulance personnel anxiously.

Cheng Song was awakened by Gu Zheng's voice. He was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood. He couldn't move for a while, and he could only struggle to open his eyelids, speaking weakly and with difficulty.

"x, xu..."

Gu Zheng put his arms around Cheng Song, almost crying out of anxiety.

"Captain, it's this time, why are you still shhh, if I don't shout loudly, how can the ambulance personnel hear what's going on here?"

Cheng Song: "..."

Cheng Song spat out blood.

Gu Zheng suddenly shouted louder: "Come on, help is needed here!"

Cheng Song raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed Gu Zheng's collar, vomited blood and said, "Xu Run..."

Gu Zheng calmed down, and finally remembered the other two teammates, Xu Run and Su Li.He turned his head and looked around. The hall was full of distorted corpses, and there were even several huge piles of corpses.

Several employees of the Supernatural Bureau were surrounding a pile of corpses, shouting that they had found Lu Yan who was unconscious. Lu Yan was buried under the corpse, and was killed with great difficulty.

Cheng Song took a hard breath, pulled Gu Zheng and said, "Su Li, look for them."

Gu Zheng hurriedly said: "I see, I'll go right away."

Cheng Song felt relieved, and passed out again unbearably.

He was quickly carried into the ambulance, and then Gu Zheng entered the clubhouse again, followed the rescue team, and searched the entire clubhouse floor.

**

The power to the clubhouse still hasn't been restored, and even the emergency lights were damaged and extinguished in the two outbreaks of ghost energy. Only a few emergency lights that were lucky to miss, stubbornly emitted a very weak light.

The corridor was dark and cold, and a twisted puppet corpse would appear on the carpet from time to time.

The Hound walked the corridor alone.

After the second eruption of ghost energy, the so-called god disappeared, but the hound had a vague intuition that he was still here, hiding in a dark place where no one was there.

Thinking of this, the blood-colored eyes of the hound became brighter and brighter.

He searched all the way to the fifth floor of the clubhouse, where a large number of angry people gathered here, and all the surviving people in the clubhouse should have gathered here.

The hound stopped at the door of the box where the survivors gathered, the fingers holding the dagger were slightly tightened, and the hidden god was not here.

The clubhouse was dark and lifeless, with no lights and no sound, only an almost stagnant lifelessness.

And the aura of that hiding god is hidden in this dead air, and the hound can clearly smell the powerful aura belonging to that person.

It is clearly here, it is everywhere, and there is no trace to be found.

The hound flicked the dagger lightly, and the sense of violence that could not be found was like a spark thrown into the blood, burning his suppressed and destructive desire almost out of control.

I want to smash this clubhouse that hides the evil god into pieces, I want to crush these unsightly survivors into pieces...

At this moment, a familiar faint breath suddenly came from the bottom of the clubhouse.

And the breath of the evil god disappeared.

It's like being replaced.

The hound tilted his head slightly, looking at the corridor floor under his feet, his blood eyes were surprisingly bright.

It was Su Li's breath.

The aura of the evil god disappeared, but the aura of Su Li, who was suspected of being an evil god, appeared.

The hound smiled lowly and drew out his long sword, as if... he found it.

**

Su Li changed back into his clothes on the first floor, and restrained all his aura by the way, releasing only the aura of ordinary people.

He checked his whole body for the last time to make sure there were no omissions, and then headed for the exit with a flashlight.

The exit was at the other end of the corridor, and Su Li unlocked his phone while walking.

The signal was restored, and the news about the Bliss Club kept popping up. This incident has caused an uproar on the Internet. It is said that the number of believers who heard the news has increased sharply, and all the roads near the club have been blocked.

The nearby police station dispatched a lot of manpower to stop the approaching believers and passers-by.

Su Li probably finished scrolling through the tweets, and then he saw a few messages from Lin Wan. At first, he asked him how his situation was in a gentle tone, and then the tone of the text suddenly became irritable, directly asking him if he was dead.

It was Xiaoyou's tone at first glance.

After killing Laojun and accidentally finding a very interesting hunting dog, Su Li was in a happy mood and replied: "No."

Xiaoyou replied in seconds: "Oh, that's really a pity."

Su Li tapped the phone page with his slender fingertips, and just after typing a word, a murderous aura suddenly struck from above his head.

In the next second, the ceiling exploded violently, and broken stones and dust fell down one after another. In the darkness, the light reflected by the white blade cut through the flying dust and pointed at Su Li's face with a murderous look.

Su Li's face was turned to the side by the reflected light, and the strip-shaped snow-white sword shadow was horizontally below the end of Su Li's eyes, and the faint light reflected the outline of Su Li's straight nose bridge and slender eyelashes.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his expression cold and calm.

Dust and dust slowly filled the air, and the light of the flashlight was white and bright. Under the light beam, the traces of dust flying were extremely clear.

Su Li's gaze followed the flying dust and moved upwards slowly.

A big hole was cut out in the ceiling, and a tall and vague figure stood beside the hole. There was almost no light on the first floor above, except for the flashlight in Su Li's hand, which vaguely outlined the outline of that person.

He has a very tall frame and a thin figure. He holds a snow-white long sword in his slanted right hand. He stands there silently and casually, but he is full of dangerous sharpness.

The pure white mask was cold and strange, looking down on Su Li from above.

Su Li looked up at the hound and suddenly felt a toothache.

The dog is a good dog who is fierce enough, but it is really crazy to do things.

Now that Su Li was not wearing a vest, it stands to reason that he should be like a frightened ordinary person, either screaming and running away, or lying flat and being beaten.

But since he didn't want to scream, he didn't want to lie flat and get beaten.

The two stared at each other in silence for several seconds. The hound seemed to be deliberately pressing Su Li with his aura, trying to test Su Li's reaction.

Then Su Li responded to him.

"Hi." Su Li tilted his head and gave the hound a friendly smile. The white light of the flashlight reflected on his face, making his skin as white as jade, smooth and delicate without any blemishes.

The long and curly eyelashes outline the beautiful eyes, and the end of the eyes is naturally slightly curved, which looks more like a cat's eyes.

The hound held the long sword silently, turned his wrist slightly, and the reflected sword light swept across Su Li's eyes.

Su Li blinked his eyelashes, revealing a thin shadow.

"Is there a problem?"

The hound didn't speak, and only scanned Su Li's face slowly and carefully with cold eyes. The eyes were aggressive and sticky like snakes slowly crawling across the skin, which made people feel uncomfortable.

For a moment, he suddenly jumped down from above, and the pale mask quickly drew closer, and it was about to stick to Su Li's face in an instant.

Su Li stepped back, but before he could back away, the hound grabbed his shoulder and pressed him heavily against the wall.

The flashlight dropped from his hand, Gulu rolled away, and the beam of light turned to face the empty side of the corridor.

As for Su Li, who was backlit, the darkness swept down, his vision dimmed, but the mask of the hunting dog opposite him was pale and eye-catching, and when he looked down from top to bottom, it was horrifying and weird.

Lacking a light source, the eyeholes of the mask were extremely dark, as if there were no eyes underneath, but an empty abyss, and the beast hidden at the bottom of the abyss was looking fiercely at Su Li in the darkness.

Su Li was pinned against the wall by the hound. The hound's slender and powerful fingers firmly grasped Su Li's shoulder, and his arm crossed Su Li's chest. With a slight lift, he could get stuck on Su Li's fragile throat.

This is a pose of absolute control.

The opponent's strength was fierce, and he held a long sword in the other hand. As long as he wanted, he could tear Su Li into pieces at any time.

The distance between the two was so close that their chests were almost touching each other. Su Li could even vaguely feel the other's cold body temperature, not like a living person.

"What do you want to do?" Su Li obediently leaned against the wall, his limbs relaxed, as if he had no intention of resisting at all.He raised his slender eyelashes, and his light-colored eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of water in the dim light.

Bright and clean, with a fragile and transparent texture like glass.

"Do you want to kill me?" Su Li asked him softly, staring at the dark hole in the hound's mask with those seemingly fragile eyes, at the same time he raised his hand, grabbing the hem of the hound's clothes as if showing weakness, his voice was low Yes, "Don't be like this..."

The hound didn't speak. He looked at Su Li silently. After a while, a chuckle suddenly came from behind the mask.

This man named Su Li killed Gou Qi, froze the skinning ghost, almost caught Nightmare, and had a close relationship with the evil god, and he might even be the evil god himself.

He is obviously a hidden expert, but he pretends to be pitiful in front of him.

The hunting dog stared at every expression on Su Li's face for a moment, breathing slightly heavier.

What if he tore off his disguise?How will he react?

Do you turn your face to show your sharp fangs, or grit your teeth tremblingly?

The more he thought about it, the bloodier and brighter the hound's eyes became. He couldn't wait to see the truth of this man after his disguise was torn apart.

The hound raised his other hand, and the long sword turned and stabbed obliquely. The sharp blade pointed at Su Li's slender and fair neck. A cold light of excitement and anticipation emerged from the bloody eyes hidden behind the mask.

So next, will this person resist, or...beg for mercy?

Before the thought of excitement even fell, the hound felt a touch on his chest, and then a soft palm was pressed against his lower left chest.

The palm was close to the strong muscles, and even faintly touched the powerful heartbeat of the hound.

The hound subconsciously stopped moving, every move was firmly restrained and attracted by Su Li, he was curious about every move of Su Li.

"Did you know?" Su Li lowered his fan-like eyelashes, and the slightly hooked eyes curled up in a seductive arc, "Before I entered the club, I brought a miniature electric shock device."

Su Li raised his eyes, his pupils were cold and bright, filled with a layer of cold frost.

"The voltage is thirty thousand volts."

As soon as the words were finished, a blue electric arc exploded from under Su Li's palm, sticking to the hound's flesh, and viciously hit the hound's heart.

The strong electric current spread through the whole body along the blood, and the muscles and bones all over the body were crackling. The hound groaned and knelt on the ground in an instant.

Su Li looked at the hound's drooping head and his thin nape with slightly protruding knuckles, but couldn't help but reach out and stroke his head.The soft and warm fingertips passed through the hound's black hair, and the fingertips slowly slid down his forehead hair, touching the hound's ear.

"Hey, don't point at people with a knife next time." Su Li jumped over the kneeling hound, took a few steps forward, and picked up the flashlight on the ground, "It's impolite."

He brushed away the dust on the flashlight, and shone the glaring beam of light on the hound. The white light instantly reflected the hound's powerless kneeling appearance, and occasionally a small blue arc flashed out.

He must be paralyzed for a while.

Su Li curled the corners of her lips, and said in a light and friendly tone: "Then I'll go first, see you next time."

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