Chapter 90 The Arrival of the Devil
"It's also your bad luck."
Chen Qinghe sneered in the puzzled eyes of Lao Wei and others. This time, the South Koreans turned back and simply threw themselves into the trap, but it just saved him the effort to find people.
He glanced sideways at the survivors in the room.
"After I leave, use this--"
Chen Qinghe bent down, pulled out the dagger from the knife sleeve tied to his calf, threw it in front of Lao Wei, pointed to Zhao Tang with lax eyes, and ordered, "Bloot this bastard's wound every five minutes, and the Vietnamese over there also once every ten minutes."
In the room, the woman is completely unreliable. Atang and several guys fainted again. Among this tour group, only a few Uncle Wei, who has experience in wild survival, is old Wei.
Although Zhao Tang, the Vietnamese were abolished by him when he came--
But a group of ordinary people, mutants and evolutions with abnormal resilience, which really reassures him. The only way is to keep the two weak all the time.
This is the safest way to deal with it at present.
"Hmm."
"Lead, you can rest assured."
Lao Wei picked up the dagger, and his bruised right eye reflected on the blade.
"Remember that no one should leave here until I come back"
Chen Qinghe left his last instructions, and he turned around and strode out of the porch.
......
At the same time, the modification area on the first floor of the Imperial Hotel.
Jin Xiyuan looked anxious. Yu Guang paid attention to his surroundings and was wary of every move. He opened one toolbox after another on the ground and quickly looked for the spare key.
cursor caliper, torque wrench, pointed-nosed pliers, inner hexagonal wrench——
It was thrown all over the ground. He remembered the key for the test, and there was one in the modification area.
"There is."
Opening a toolbox, Jin Xiyuan's eyes lit up. There were two strings of car keys in it. He picked up a set of keys with a hummingbird keychain. He knew that this was the key to the Bluebird school bus.
get up and trot to the school bus.
Jin Xiyuan looked at the stupid and thick black school bus in front of him. In order to change the car to the extreme, he knew very well how much effort the whole emperor had made.
However, soon this one will belong to him!
But when they came to the school bus, the South Koreans stopped.
His eyes flashed and he looked at the palace-class RV on the other side, which was bigger than the Bluebird school bus. He couldn't help thinking maliciously, "I only have one person, and I can only drive one car away. There is no need to leave the rest of the car to the leader... No, it's a Chinese--"
Malice has expanded and expanded in his heart. Since his life was spared by Chen Qinghe, in order to prove his value, he has been working like a hard-working worker bee.
In those days, he felt like a humanoid machine.
Make it at sunset, and rest at sunrise!!
This is not like what he used to be. Although the hotel survivors are in awe of his status as an evolutionist, they always feel a vague sense of rejection. No matter how hard he tries, he is not as good as the status of an Indian.
This makes his arrogant self-esteem unacceptable.
"Well, I really want to see how Chen Qinghe's painstaking efforts have been destroyed."
Jin Xiyuan once again determined that there was no danger around him, so he came to the modified tail of the container car of Bluebird School, which contained all kinds of materials needed for the journey.
In the past few days, he and the Indians have been checking over and over again to sort out whether the materials he brought are consistent with the list.
Open the container.
The South Korean quickly found three boxes of gasoline fixed with a modified iron frame in the corner. He took out a small bucket of gasoline and walked to the palace RV.
It's getting closer and closer to the RV, and I'm about to get it when I think of myself.
Jin Xiyuan couldn't help laughing. If it hadn't been forced by the situation, he really wanted to see Chen Qinghe, who had brought him so many painful memories, and his annoyed appearance.
However, this is unrealistic, he knows very well.
"Bye-bye."
Jin Xiyuan unscrewed the bottle cap at the moment he was about to spill gasoline.
No!
He changed his face and said in a shocked voice, "There are evolutionists."
When he said, his perception spread around, and the invisible perception spread like a water wave.
Ten centimeters, fifty centimeters, one meter, two meters——
Jin Xi could have felt that the breath of the evolutionist was getting closer and closer, but he could not determine the position of the other party for a while. In the days of the Imperial Hotel, Chen Qinghe always had all the reservations about him. He neither taught him the golden secret method, nor did he teach him some combat skills.
His perception was slowly but carefully scanned at a speed of ten centimeters, which was far from Chen Qinghe's sweep of dozens or hundreds of meters in an instant.
Escape!
Jin Xiyuan threw down the gasoline, turned around and fled.
With the experience of the exhibition center, he is particularly wary of unknown evolutionists.
"Why is this breath a little familiar..."
Jin Xiyuan thought to himself that he was not far from the gate.
A breath appeared in his perception, quickly approaching from the direction of seven o'clock. He appeared so blatantly that even if his perception was astringent, he recognized the owner of the breath.
Chen Qinghe!
"No--"
Jin Xiyuan's eyes were afraid, and he was about to explode his ability at the moment.
A fist came from the sky and imprinted on his cheek at a speed at which his nerve reflex could not respond.
The sky is spinning, and the ears are buzzing.
Nause, the South Koreans spewed out a large mouthful of blood, rubbed the floor like a ball, and crashed into the front desk of the hotel more than ten meters away, and finally stopped.
The smoke and dust is flying, and the dusty office utensils are scattered around.
"Ice Jungle!!"
Jin Xiyuan saw a figure coming from afar.
Regardless of his injury, he looked desperate, but he desperately tried his best to explode. Suddenly, the dark energy in his body was drained like running water.
At this moment, the temperature around him as the center of the circle dropped sharply, the ice fog rippled, and the air and the ground quickly crystallized thorn icicles at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Boom!
Chen Qinghe's dark force field hit the ice thorns in front of him and moved forward in the ice crumbs without slowing down.
"Do you still want to escape?"
Chen Qinghe jumped up and hit the lower abdomen of a South Korean.
Nausea!
Jin Xiyuan immediately spewed out acid water with blood, and his mouth was full of fishy and salty smell. As soon as he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, his head was held down by a big hand, under the great force he could not resist.
His feet were off the ground, and his whole face was smashed into the wall.
Pull it up and smash it in--
Once, twice, three times, four times.
Chen Qinghe is three times the body of the evolutionist, and then unfolds the dark force field with low synchronization rate, crushing South Koreans who have a genetic optimization rate of less than 5%, which is extremely easy.
He raised a bloody face, and the South Korean, who was depressed, looked at him coldly.
"You know what I want to know."
"Tell me everything you know immediately."
Chen Qinghe grabbed the South Korean's neck with his right hand. As long as he had a little five fingers, his neck would be broken.
"-Cough."
Jin Xiyuan coughed twice, and his head was a little clearer.
Looking at this murderous face in front of him, with his understanding during this period, he knows that this person doesn't like nonsense and acts decisively. As long as he shows a trace of refusal to cooperate now, there will be more bitterness waiting for him to eat.
"Where on earth are people... I don't know."
"But they fled all the way north. I finally saw that they were in the center of the bank - er!"
As soon as Jin Xiyuan finished speaking, his eyes widened in vain. Looking at the cold eyes in front of him, his neck was broken, his eyes quickly turned black, and the last voice of his life came to his ear.
"It's the truth."
"But don't think that I can forgive you this time--"
Chen Qinghe loosened his right hand, and the breathless South Korean fell to the ground and stared at the direction of the gate.
Banking center?
Chen Qinghe thought and recalled from the bottom of his heart, "If I remember correctly, there are almost all foreign banks and financial groups such as investment bank certificates."
After having a goal, he bent down from the South Korean body and took back the spare key. Without delay, he rushed straight out of the Imperial Hotel and rushed to the center of the bank.
......
Not long after Chen Qinghe left.
In the 730 suite of the Imperial Hotel, there was a string of ghostly cold laughter.
Pup!
Lao Wei slapped Zhao Tang in the face and shouted coldly, "Shut up."
Then the blood-stained right hand wiped it repeatedly on the Persian carpet.
He doesn't know how many times this is!
A few minutes ago, since this guy woke up, he howled wildly, which scared the woman in the room to sob.
"I feel it..."
"Fee, Vietnamese, I feel it!"
"Didn't you feel it?"
"Your Excellency, my lord... He is coming. He has come. Sure enough, the little bastard is a liar full of lies. He lied to me before. His purpose is to make me despair and make me collapse!!"
"Haha, the little bastard doesn't know yet!"
"He must not have known that the adult has come--"
Zhao Tang, who had no limbs, lay down in a pool of blood. His eyes flashed with the incomprehensible madness of human beings. He howled at his voice and squirmed desperately towards the porch.
He's going out, he's leaving here.
But how is this possible?
"Monster!"
Lao Wei stepped on Zhao Tang's back and saw the raised black horn on his forehead. Even if Chen Qinghe did not reveal the mutant information, everyone here could feel Zhao Tang's change.
This is no longer human!!
"Lord Sado, my lord..."
"Noke is here, and your most loyal servant is here!!"
Zhao Tang's eyes bulged, like an oxygen-deficient asthma patient, struggling desperately at the feet of Lao Wei.
"Is it crazy enough!!"
Lao Wei exerted all his strength, but Zhao Tang did not succeed in struggling. He said angrily, "Zhao, there is no such son of yours here. Shut up if you are sens-informed!"
Zhao Tang suddenly shut up and turned his head and stared at Lao Wei.
This cannibal eyes made Lao Wei feel furored, and there was an illusion of being targeted by evil spirits.
Suddenly, Lao Wei raised his foot and stepped on Zhao Tang's face to vent his emotions.
The military division lying aside and looked at it silently. It was not surprising that these ordinary people did not know. If Chen Qinghe was here, he believed that he would know what Zhao Tang's reaction meant--
Yes!
The demons in the dark zone are coming!!
As a servant, Zhao Tang has a special atmosphere for his master.