The white lotus that was punished

Federal i17 star

A feather duster was thrown out, and it hit that shaggy head with a bang.The child jumped up suddenly, and a mouthful of obscenities burst out of his mouth like a machine gun, "Ge Laozi, who doesn't have eyes is looking for trouble with his brain!"

Immediately afterwards, another broom slammed over, accompanied by a louder roar, "Has the skin grown stronger? How dare you scold your mother?! You debt collector, hurry up and get it back! "

The child's arrogance was suffocated, and he covered the two big bumps on his head. He slammed the door and slammed his mother behind the door.

"Tigress." He muttered angrily until he saw a familiar figure, and the depression disappeared. "Hey, Brother Tang!"

Hearing the sound, the young man turned his head, and was hit by the child rushing towards him like a cannonball, causing all the cigarettes in his mouth to fall out.

"Fuck..." Tang Ge, who showed half of his face, was the young man who lived next to Bai Lianhua's former apartment. At this moment, he frowned, and lifted the child who had climbed onto his motorcycle by his neck. "What are you doing here?"

The child is like a tiger cub being grabbed by the nape of its neck, and honestly said: "My mother asked me to fetch things."

The two were at the entrance of a vegetable market, and some vendors were squatting in front of their respective stalls with cigarettes in their mouths.This is a mundane scene that will never appear in Capital Star.The cigarette butts were on and off, and the vegetables in front of them were all smoky. A peddler glanced at the two people standing in front of the door, revealing a scar on his forehead.

Tang threw the child to the ground, "Follow."

The child stuck out his tongue, followed the young man and slipped into the very inconspicuous little door next to the market.

The rusty iron door was pulled open a small gap, a beam of light came in, and the door was quickly closed to shut the tunnel out.

Inside the iron gate, stepping on the wet vegetable leaves and mud, walking through a few turns, and lifting the thick black cloth in front of you, noisy voices came.

They have already arrived at the bottom of this market. People are coming and going in the wide hall, densely packed with merchants setting up stalls, and a black market of several hectares has been opened up under this small market.

Most of the people covered themselves tightly, most of these were customers from alien planets, and the sellers didn't know their identities and didn't need to know, what was pursued here was the business of paying first and delivering first.Many stallholders also covered their faces, which showed that this person was most likely a star thief who was on the run, or someone with a special identity.

And more stalls are showing their faces with big thorns. They are the resident merchants of this black market. The forces behind them and their own strength make them dare to use their true colors as signs.

Several adjacent stalls were selling guns. Customers hesitated between several stalls. The faces of the stall owners were obviously not good people. The sparks among several stall owners were always on the verge of igniting. The moment I got up, it went out inexplicably, as if I was afraid of something.

Tang kicked the child to one of the stalls. You Shang was a big man who was blind in one eye. After taking the receipt from the child, he took out a package from behind, with a gun wrapped heavily in it.

People around are not surprised by all this.Don left the child behind and walked straight inside.

Along the way, many eyes glanced at him, just like the eyes of those vegetable vendors looking at him above-these are the nails buried by the black market gang, and they stared at everyone present.As long as there is any abnormality in the visitor, they will be jointly suppressed by all the factions in this black market.

His eyes were gone as soon as he touched it, obviously recognizing Tang, and more nails gave him a friendly smile.With a cigarette in his mouth, Tang ignored these gazes and walked all the way to the small door at the end of the black market.

There were two ALPHAs with live ammunition standing at the door, they nodded slightly at the decadent young man, and made way for the passage.

The black market is divided into upper and lower levels, the upper level is the base for retail transactions, and the lower level is the meeting room for big customers.The second basement floor is like a neat sealed grid. The soundproof and heavy doors are arranged like a chessboard. There is no obvious mark on it, only a combination of numbers and letters are engraved on the door.

However, a slight difference can still be seen. For example, the door in front of Tang's eyes looks very new. This is because the previous door was stained with too much blood, which could not be removed from the gap. The iron gate will have to be replaced every few months.

Tang didn't knock on the door, but the door opened quietly the moment he arrived.

Opposite the door is the desk, on which there are two sets of tea sets, white smoke escaping from the hot tea soup.

The person behind the desk raised his eyes, and a pure black eyepatch covered his left eye.He was obviously wearing a suit, but the bloody smell on his body was as thick as pheromones.He gave what could be called a friendly smile.

"Here you are, Don."

One-eyed, the leader of the snake gang, the largest black market gang on star i17.

Escape Star District 22

"All the members of the Holy Servant blew themselves up?! Now only the seven-star executive priest Angor and the seven-star executive Youshang Linghu are left to face each other!"

The technical anchor, Brother Pheasant, took a deep breath, "Why did they blew themselves up so quickly? Obviously they are still in the finals—"

"The final circle has shrunk again! The sudden reduction in the number of people has accelerated the shrinking speed of the final circle!" The vicious anchor Ke Di still did not forget to slap his tongue at the moment of shock, "They know their own strength is rubbish, and they want to use this to blackmail their opponents ?”

Ke Di's words are heart-wrenching, but the fact is true. The gap between ordinary players and executive officers in this final is far from a problem that can be solved by numbers alone. In fact, these players can persist until now, but It's just lingering under the struggle of the executive officer.

"But this is too—" Too childish?Brother Pheasant frowned.Wouldn't it be nice to stay a little longer?The situation in this field is changing rapidly, and one more person left is more strength.Besides, with the players of the Divine Servants all the way to the finals, they are definitely not ordinary people.

"The situation is not right." Shiratori leaned halfway out of the car window with a gun in hand, her pupils constricted.

The corpses of those believers seemed to be torn apart by something, and they burrowed into the soil bit by bit. The flesh, blood, and wreckage just disappeared before their eyes.

It's not just one place like this, every place in District 22 after the self-detonation of the Holy Servant has shown such a scene.

Immediately afterwards, all the players on the field had no time to take care of this weird phenomenon, because something even more frightening happened.

The ground seems to have been pulled out of thin air to create a gap. This gap splits from the 22 area, and it has a tendency to become more and more severe.

"My God, my God..." Brother Pheasant opened his mouth wide, and on the broadcast screen, a hand rested on the edge of the gap.

That arm looks so human-like, and it's so slender compared to the crack that runs through Area 22.

"It actually, actually tore through the ground!"

Priest Angor knelt down on the ground, and even his seven-district scavenger prostrated on the ground.His forehead rests on the ground, toward the outstretched hand.

"Welcome to my god." The priest's voice spread throughout the 22 districts through the local area broadcast.

Federal i17 star

"Things are impermanent." Cyclops used the lid of the cup to wipe the faint scent of tea coming out of the teacup. "Why didn't you Brother Lian practice guns at that time? As I said earlier, those so-called high-tech products are always somewhat unreliable."

"Look, why bother to learn guns after running to the fugitive star?"

In front of him was a stack of paper materials. The headline on the front was "Fleeing Star OMEGA Player Tracking Report", and a photo of Bai Lian was attached.Don't even need to look, Tang also knew what was written.

Tang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and got straight to the point. "What we talked about before, we can start to do it now."

"There's no need to worry. Brother Lian isn't here anyway, is he? He doesn't have time to discipline you." One Eye leaned comfortably on the armchair and lit a cigar.

"Oh, he doesn't practice the gun because he doesn't leave marks on his hands. Also, I always forget that he is still an OMEGA."

"After all, he is the controller of our entire black market. He has hundreds of dark lines for transactions, and he also has a loyal eagle dog like you who works hard for it."

The soot fell into the teacup, making the fine tea soup cloudy.

"We'll be very troubled if he gets caught for some reason."

Tang restrained the expression on his face, he did not drink the cup of tea in front of him, and leaned back with his arms folded. "What is the one-eyed boss's opinion?"

People in the black market have always referred to those leaders with different identities as bosses to clarify their attitude - they are just businessmen.

Papa, Cyclops clapped his palms lightly twice, and the bookcase on one side of the room turned over in response.

The female BETA wearing black-rimmed glasses fell on the blood-colored carpet.She was gagged, her eyes widened in horror, and she had obviously listened to their conversation.

"I just want to provide a little truth to Miss Reporter."

"After all, the god who covers the sky with one hand has been around for too long, so it should be changed, right?"