Urban God-level Selection System

"Ok.

I know. "

Zhang Wanlin said.

"Shen Dao, let me do it."

The dungeon of the Wang family is in the most hidden position, only known by the elders and above.

Most of the prisoners in the dungeon are felons, and most of them will be sentenced to death.

Shen Dao is regarded as the prisoner who has lived the longest in recent times. He saw many people being pushed in and many people being pushed out.

Life and death are bearish.

As soon as he entered, his expression was covered with a layer of indifference, even if he exhausted torture, the expression did not change at all.

For a professional killer, death is the foundation of everything for them.

Without the determination to death, how can you be willing to be a killer?

From the beginning, Wang Mengyi and the others were doomed to fail.

This was what Zhang Wanlin had long thought of.

At this time, Zhang Wanlin returned to his original form and walked into the cell.

The cell was dark and damp, with various instruments of torture stacked on the mottled walls, with dried blood on it.

Across the iron gate, Zhang Wanlin looked at Shen Dao. He was entangled with chains and his whole body was almost suspended in the cell.

It's half dead.

"Why don't you just say it?"

Zhang Wanlin asked, but he opened the cell door and walked straight in.

With a snap of his fingers, the prisoner fell to the ground.

He was silent, and his messy long hair fell on his front door, which also covered his cold heart.

At this moment, no one knew what he was thinking, after he had done all the torture.

"Actually, it's collateral, right."

Zhang Wanlin noticed his micro expression, "Then you should belong to the outside gang.

Helping the sideline is just pushing the boat along the river, and its real purpose is probably another one. "

Shen Dao still ignored him.

Zhang Wanlin continued: "They betrayed you."

"Why do you think I know this information?

They told me. "

"Don't you feel sorry?

You were born and died for him, but the other party pushed you to the fire pit. "

Shen Dao said: "I was a killer.

Why don't you die if you haven't completed the task? "

"It really is."

Zhang Wanlin said quietly, "But have you thought about it, you will have nothing when you die.

While you are alive, at least you can have everything that is present. "

"Follow me, you will enjoy the glory and wealth!"

Zhang Wanlin finally showed his trump card.

His voice has a special magic power, even if he doesn't want to hear it, that voice can quietly penetrate into the heart, giving a huge bewitching.

No one can hold on to their will in front of them.

Most people have fallen long ago.

Only Shen Dao insisted.

The killer's creed appeared in his mind, constantly fighting against the temptation.

Sweat kept appearing from his forehead and slipped, and in a short time, he was already sweating profusely.

"It's useless to resist.

It is better to accept it than to resist.

Is it bad to be my killer? "

Zhang Wanlin looked down at him, almost in his ear.

This time Shen Dao couldn't hold on anymore.

He shouted like crazy: "Go!"

"Leave me!"

Still resisting.

Every time he resisted, he would tear his heart apart.

This is exactly the curse Zhang Wanlin has unconsciously placed on him.

Judging from the point of his resistance, he really has an appetite for him.

Before he knew it, he was hungry again.

I haven't sucked blood for a long time.

Zhang Wanlin opened his mouth, bit Shen Dao's shoulder, and began to **** blood.

"Ah--" a screaming scream from the cell.

The guards are all used to it.

The usual call here is endless.

However, the cry this time was extraordinarily permeating, like a ghost is about to be born.

"This is too much of a name."

Said a guard at the door.

"Didn't Mrs. Zhang go in just now? Maybe it was some means."

"I really want to see how he deals with that prisoner."

"Don't! Master Zhang said, don't take a peek! If you don't want to die, of course, you can go and see now."

The cry subsided.

In the cell, Shen Dao was lying on the straw, a little lost.

The wounds from the torture have healed, and his whole person has recovered as well as before, even more perfect than before.

He couldn't believe it: "What did you do to me?"

"Did not do anything."

Zhang Wanlin said, "I just made you my person, understand?"

"Don't think about it, I won't be yours if I die."

Shen Dao said firmly.

"If you just said this, it's okay, but now, you have no choice."

Since he recovered, Shen Dao wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.

He is Zhang Wanlin, and that is the focus of this mission. As long as he is killed, he can be guilty and perform meritorious service, and he can also bloodbath his shame.

But as soon as he jumped up, the invisible shackles locked him firmly, causing him to fall from mid-air.

Unbelievably, he saw that he was pinching his neck, as if he was bitter and bitter.

How could this be?

Zhang Wanlin said, "I said, you have no choice now."

A smile spread across his face.

The strength in his hands is getting heavier and heavier, almost suffocating Shen Dao.

He wants to desperately awaken the control of the body, but this is equivalent to powerlessness.

"All right."

Zhang Wanlin stopped, "Let go."

Shen Dao let go, panting heavily.

what's the problem?

This body would actually listen to him, but not himself.

Zhang Wanlin solved his question: "Because I gave you rebirth and strength, and I am your supreme master, how dare you dare to act with me."

At this time, a spy from the Wang family ran in.

This spy was Wang Mengyi's private spy, and Zhang Wanlin knew it.

"what's up?"

Zhang Wanlin asked.

"Those collaterals are calling, and they bring some unknown masters.

We can't resist, so the Patriarch invites you to pass. "

"Well, I got it.

Go on. "

Zhang Wanlin looked at Shen Dao and asked, "Who are they?"

Shen Dao didn't want to answer at all. However, almost as soon as he finished speaking, he instinctively said: "It's from our White Night Killer group, Lin Wan can only invite them."

"How strong is it?"

"Between you and me."

"Oh."

Zhang Wanlin smiled playfully.

"This time it depends on your performance.

follow me. "

Shen Dao violently pulled the iron chain, and the whole wall was pulled out of a hole.

He followed Zhang Wanlin, the iron chain dragged under his feet.

Those people are coming quickly, and even the elites of the Wang family are not opponents.

"Patriarch, they are coming here to kill.

Shall we use the king team? "

Someone asked for instructions.

Wang Mengyi shook his head, "Now the strength of the Wang team has not yet risen. To die in vain will only be our loss.

Gather everyone's hands, be sure to resist me! "

"Yes!"

After that person left, Wang Mengyi walked alone in the hall, thinking in his heart, why hasn't Zhang Wanlin arrived yet?