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Volume 2: One thought becomes a devil, one thought becomes a Buddha Chapter 229: The headquarters is quiet

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    Walking in Sin City, Han Lin also discovered another special situation.  Qiqing reminded him that he must not "walk" too fast here.  Because the structure here is too chaotic, some more intense actions can easily lead to unnecessary speculation.  And this has to be judged based on the current situation. People in some places are more sensitive. Even if you have no ill intentions towards them, violent actions on their territory will look like provocation.  Maybe a certain gang didn¡¯t mind you flying over their head yesterday, but maybe they experienced a fire fight last night and were extremely vigilant. If they fly today, they will be easily attacked.  "Every gang has its own gang badge, and you can move forward smoothly with the gang badge. But now we can't reveal our identity, everything is based on the premise of keeping a low profile. I think the Thirteen Gods of Killing must have sneaked in quietly."  Seven emotions said.  Flying all over the sky, of course it won¡¯t work.  You never know who will suddenly look down on you and jump out to find trouble.  But taking transportation is a very good choice.  Qiqing is very rich!  Very, very rich!  "Isn't this a bit vulgar and outrageous!?" Han Lin touched the inner wall of the "gorgeous" carriage made entirely of Life Soul Coins and sighed in his heart.  Who would build a carriage in this way?  Life soul coin?  Use coins as materials?  "It is hidden in the city." Qiqing said: "This is a place to show off your personality. If you are too low-key and restrained, it will arouse unnecessary suspicion from others. Don't you think it's a bit complicated?" Han Lin laughed and said: "  It has to be low-key but not unassuming. "Boom!"  !  Everyone in the car felt a fluctuation and jumped out of the car in unison.  At the same time, there was a loud roar, and the outrageously gorgeous carriage was shattered into pieces in the loud noise.  Life Soul Coins were splashing and rolling all over the sky, but few people walking back and forth on the street picked them up.  The biggest difference from other places is that there are no ordinary people in Sin City.  If you see an ordinary person strolling on the street, he is also an expert.  When everyone landed, Han Lin looked towards a small tea shop on the street. On a small round wooden table, a strong man was sitting astride him. The man was more than five meters tall. He was wearing only a small vest and a t-shirt on his upper body.  The strong muscles bulged like fists, shining brightly in the sun.  The bald head looked particularly eye-catching, especially the battle ax propped on the ground.  This battle ax is actually seven meters tall, two meters taller than its body.  Adhering to Qiqing¡¯s principle of talking less and watching more, Han Lin did not speak.  He just looked over quietly, waiting for the big man to speak.  But for a short while, the big man just drank tea by himself and ignored Han Lin.  Seeing that the big man didn¡¯t express anything, Han Lin continued to move forward without saying a word.  I just felt sorry for the expensive carriage, and it looked like I had to buy a new one.  But as soon as he took three steps, the strong man threw the battle ax in his right hand without raising his head or looking. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  The seven-meter huge battle ax crashed into the ground in front of everyone.  The handle of the battle ax was still buzzing.  Han Lin looked again, but the big man remained silent.  Continuing to move forward, the big man stopped and recalled the battle ax, and once again it hit the ground in front of him!  This time the tomahawk came closer and more fiercely. Han Lin took half a step back slightly, his toes just touching the huge body of the tomahawk.  If he didn't take this half step back, he would be smashed on his feet.  She calmly held down Lao San¡¯s hands to prevent him from having thoughts of hurting others.  Han Lin could no longer remain silent at this time and said, "Friend, what do you mean?" "Spit! Who is your friend? Who are you?" The big man spat viciously and shouted: "I am short of money.  I want to dismantle your carriage and use it!" Han Lin nodded: "Just take it." After that, move on.  Who would have expected that the strong man suddenly stood up and strode over. His huge body was like a hill, blocking the way in the middle of the road.  "You are a coward. I don't like you, so each of you should leave an arm and get out of here!" Han Lin's face remained as usual, and the ten people behind him also looked calm and calm.  This kind of thing that blocks the way to find trouble really doesn't interest them.  Can't even get angry.  "Friends, come here to see." At this time, a thin middle-aged man ran out quickly from the roadside. His cuffs were opened. The big man took a look inside and quickly sealed the cuffs.  He whispered: "Give me some face." The big man glared at Han Lin angrily, and then reluctantly nodded in agreement.  It seemed like Han Lin had provoked him.  The thin man quickly ran to Han Lin and whispered: "But Han Lin?" Han LinSurprised, how could I still be recognized even though I had changed my appearance?  The man whispered again: "You have the special mark of our Fanxing Palace memory card." "Oh" Han Lin suddenly nodded and he almost forgot.  Fanxing Palace also has its own power and spies in Sin City.  The owner of Fanxing Palace had previously promised to help Han Lin enter the City of Sin.  Along the way, Han Lin could use all the forces belonging to Fanxing Palace at will.  He himself forgot about it, but others seemed to have not.  I have been waiting here until today.  "I have prepared a carriage for you, please use it." After saying that, the man waved and a carriage rushed out from an alley. This carriage was not very low-key, and was covered with black starry jade pieces.  It is also deep and beautiful under the sunlight.  Before Han Lin could say thanks, the man had already disappeared into the crowd.  He lowered his head and smiled before leading everyone into the car.  "Who is it?" Qiqing asked aloud as she did not hear the conversation between Han Lin and the man.  Han Lin briefly explained the origin of that person.  "So that's it." Qiqing smiled and nodded: "The master of Fanxing Palace is quite capable. But it's okay. Fanxing Palace is not very powerful in the Sin City, but generally no one will come to cause trouble easily. It's okay.  Safely cross the small halo area." There is a special palace emblem belonging to the Starry Palace on the carriage.  It is common for people from Fanxing Palace to wander around in Xiaoyun District, and the residents here are not surprised.  No one will come to hijack a car without a special reason.  However, we passed through the small halo area safely and arrived at the edge of the large halo area five days later.  The styles of the small halo area and the large halo area are completely different.  Although both are very chaotic, the buildings in the small halo area are mostly chaotic and low, while the buildings in the large halo area are mostly towering and majestic buildings.  There are really big shots living here.  "The large halo area belongs to the second ring, and its area is more than ten times larger than the small halo area. It is not easy to find someone here." Qiqing said.  Under the guidance of Lao San, the group of people drove quickly and without sleep, and arrived at the residence of the Thirteen Gods of Killing overnight.  It is said to be a mansion, but it is a magnificent building with more than 100 floors.  At night, the upper floors of the building were hidden in deep, thick black clouds, looking particularly hideous and eerie.  But at this moment, this building, which Lao San said was usually bustling, was eerily quiet.  Han Lin jumped out of the carriage, the night wind blew on his face, and a strand of long black hair floated in the wind.  In the nasal cavity, there is a strong smell of blood.  More than ten people walked into the building quickly with solemn expressions and silent words.  The first floor was deserted, as if all the gang members had evaporated overnight.  The third child's expression began to darken, and everyone continued to move upward.  It¡¯s like this for one hundred and thirty-two floors.  A gang should have many members, but what they saw at this moment was extremely strange.  Reached the last floor, the 133rd floor.  This is a temporary residence for the Thirteen Gods of Killing.  No one would come here on weekdays, but the smell of blood is the strongest here.  With a creak, the third child pushed open the thick bluestone door. What they saw in front of them surprised everyone.  Dead people are all corpses of dead people.  These people died in strange ways. They were obviously beaten alive until they took their last breath. Each corpse was shriveled. The weirdest thing was that all of these corpses were stuck to the walls, like human murals.  The dried blood and minced flesh adhered to the wall, keeping the body from falling.  Guru  take a step, under the feet is the thick layer of blood that coagulates the blood, and stepped in the bubbling sound of the cooing bubbling, which was very disgusting.  Quiet, surprisingly quiet.  "Let's go!" The quiet atmosphere was broken by Han Lin's words.  Without hesitation, everyone immediately returned to the original route, turning into light and shadow quickly.  In the blink of an eye, a full twenty floors have descended.  Click, click There was the sound of someone's footsteps in the stairwell below.  It sounded like an old man shakily walking upstairs.  "Change!" Han Lin whispered, pushing open the stairwell door first and walking quickly towards the other stairwell.  It¡¯s obvious that the headquarters of the Thirteen Gods of Killing has been targeted.  It would be unwise to fight here.  If it causes a commotion, it's hard to say what kind of big shots will come overnight.  The forces behind the pursuit of the Thirteen Killing Gods should be the Twelve Palaces of the Underworld.  But before finding the daughter of the Lord of Huangshi City, Han Lin easily did not want to have any friction with the Underworld Twelve Palaces.  The question now is how to come quietly and leave quietly.  The time between entering the last floor of the building and leaving is extremely short.  It was even so short that there was no time for Lao San to look for any clues.  He wanted to seeDid you leave any clues? But now it seems that there is no need at all.  If there is, someone will surely get there first.  ¡°Click¡­ click¡­¡± There are also footsteps coming up this stairwell.  Han Lin squinted slightly, knowing that his move into the building had been discovered by someone waiting secretly.  The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and the third child whispered: "What should we do? Kill them all!?" Han Lin shook his head: "No." Finally, a man walked up from below holding a big sword in both hands, and met Han Lin  Everyone bumped into each other.  The big sword in the man's arms kept buzzing, like a living thing.  It seemed like he was about to rush out and kill someone at any moment.  "The reason." The man asked in a low voice with a gloomy voice.  Han Lin felt the sound of wind around him. Looking over, he saw that there were already more than twenty people, completely surrounding him.  Came so quickly!  Han Lin's heart moved slightly.  They all look like masters.  Killing them all is easy, but not causing a commotion is not easy.  "Deal." Lao San answered very smartly at this moment.  "Goods." The man asked again.  The third child pointed at Han Lin: "He!" A thick layer of black clouds floated over the headquarters building of the Thirteenth Gang, completely covering the building.  In the black cloud, there was a red mark like a crescent moon, which looked like a ferocious smiling mouth.  Within the black clouds, wisps of black clouds like octopus tentacles branched out and penetrated into the interior along the cracks in the window.  Looking at the black cloud again, it has completely clung to the surface of the building.
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