dhibooks Chapter 202 Bishop
Chapter 202 Bishop
After dissipating all the abilities, I really felt much more comfortable, and the obstruction that had accumulated in my chest for a long time disappeared little by little.
She never thought that the delicious ability that she had worked so hard to devour would one day become a burden, forcing her to dispel it by herself.
What exactly is that woman's ability?
The Girl with Thousand Faces sat on the top of the sea-crossing bridge in R City, puzzled.
She has never seen such an ability, and she can't even be sure if she touches it herself.
That woman has no obvious ability field, and even in the tit-for-tat moment, the girl with a thousand faces couldn't perceive the specific ability.How did she dispel it?
blood.
By the way, it's the smell of her blood.
The girl with thousands of faces almost bit her lip. There is actually a kind of ability person in the world who is her natural enemy?
What's the difference in her blood?
The girl with thousands of faces has been thinking about it from dusk to dawn, but she is still full of anger and unwillingness.
No matter what, she must be killed.
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Three black commercial vehicles were driving through the snow at night. In the middle one, there were three people wearing the same black robes sitting in the co-driver and the rear of the vehicle, covering their faces with only a pair of eyes exposed.There is a white robe between the two in the back seat, wearing a golden mask, a pair of huge eyes are empty and lifeless on the mask, both human and inhuman, exuding a horror that makes people dare not take a second look temperament.
The car drove fast in the mud until the white-robed bishop spoke.
"parking."
In the quiet carriage, it seemed that no one heard the bishop's words.
"I said, stop." The bishop issued another order, but no one ignored it.
The bishop struggled forward to open the door, but the priest sitting beside him grabbed his neck and pushed him back.
The bishop cried out in surprise and clasped his strong arms with both hands, trying to push them away, but the arms became tighter and tighter until the bishop was about to suffocate, and the person in the co-driver said "stop" lightly, and then he pushed the bishop forcefully onto the car seat One push, let go.
The bishop coughed violently, and the priest sitting in the co-driver sighed regretfully: "It would be nice to be obedient and avoid these flesh and blood pains."
"You..." the bishop took off his mask, threw it at the car window angrily, and shouted, "I want to find Damu! Where is she!"
Under the mask is clearly a female face in her early twenties. She is not beautiful, her facial features are ordinary, but the arrogance and anger in her eyes make her look aggressive.
Compared with her roar and extreme behavior, the people in the car still regarded her as nothing.
The bishop was about to struggle to get out of the car again, and the priest on the co-driver slowly took off his gloves: "I hate women who like to yell the most."
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The outskirts of D city.
The private hotel 5 kilometers away from the intersection of the expressway into the city was empty. A little red-haired girl wanted to enter, but was stopped by two tall doormen standing at the door.
"This is a private mansion, children go to play elsewhere."
The little red-haired girl walked in without looking at them.One of the doormen picked up her back collar and wanted to throw her out. Just as his fingers were about to touch the opponent, his chest seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and he flew out, hitting the tree across the road and immediately disappeared. There was a movement, and it slipped to the ground like a piece of paper.
"You..." The doorman looked at the scary child in horror, suddenly thought of something, and immediately knelt down, "Yes...you are the Prophet, we are blind and did not recognize you, please forgive me!"
The girl with thousands of faces didn't look at him with disgust, and asked as she entered the door, "Have the bishops come?"
"It was here two hours ago!"
The girl with thousands of faces walked into the hotel quickly, passed through the brightly lit and empty hotel lobby, and when she was about to walk in, someone stood in the circular corridor on the second floor and said with a smile:
"Hey, why did you change back to your original appearance, Lord Damu. It seems that you suffered a lot in City R this time." The person who spoke was the priest in black robes sitting on the co-pilot, and Damu didn't stop Steps, quickly walked into the elevator.Turning around in the elevator, when the door closed, I happened to meet the eyes of the priest upstairs, one smiling and the other angry.
The elevator went up quickly until it reached the 15th floor. Damu had the appearance of a short girl, but she was wearing a very mature coat and 1501cm high heels on her feet.The sound of the heels of high heels hitting the ground was completely absorbed by the thick carpet.When she swiped open room [-], the bishop had just finished taking a shower and turned his head nervously: "Who!"
When she saw Da Mu, tears rolled down her eyes, her bruised eye circles and the corners of her scabbed and swollen mouth.
"You're back..." the bishop bit his lip and lowered his head.
Da Mu walked over and looked at her face: "Who moved? The three of them again?"
The bishop wept and said nothing, and Damu let her sit on the sofa.
Damu caressed the bishop's face, kissed her bloody lips, the mature emotion in his eyes was completely different from her appearance: "Can you still hold on? Tree."
Shu hadn't seen her real appearance for a long time, and was very moved for a while, forgetting her fear and pain, and her limbs were softened by the long-lost kiss.
"Do you still want me to persist?" Shu stared into Da Mu's eyes and asked seriously.
Damu just looked at her without answering.
The tree already knows the answer.
"I miss you very much." Shu hugged Da Mu, wishing to pierce the skin on her back with his fingers, "I am very scared by myself, I think they will kill me at any time. They behaved respectful to me outside, but in fact they Don't think of me as a bishop at all. Have we been exposed?"
Tagu unbuttoned her bathrobe, savored Shu's delicate body like a treasure, and comforted her:
"Once I find a chance to kill those four priests, Itanism will be ours, and this world will be ours too. Love me, and bear with me."
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The morning peak of City D can be called the short-distance migration of human beings.In the extremely low-temperature climate with heavy snowfall, office workers wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside walked along the street against the wind and snow, and countless vehicles in the driveway were struggling to move forward end-to-end.
Both Bian Yuan and Xin Yitong were wrapped in thick scarves, and followed the crowd on the bus.Yu Chen and the others didn't squeeze in until the end, and Shan Xishan was squeezed between Chen Guo and Yu Chen, almost out of breath.
The car door closed with difficulty, Chen Guo stood close to the door, and when the car started to shake again, she felt that if the crowd moved closer to her, the car door would explode.
Bian Yuan and Xin Yitong wore headphones, looking through the crowd to the rear of the car.
"Have you found it?" Qu Ling asked in the headset.
"En." Bian Yuan responded softly, her eyes locked on a girl with a ponytail.The girl with ponytail was indeed waiting for the bus with them, and she was in front of them. Even if it was crowded, she could get on the bus calmly. She looked like an office worker who often commutes by car.She was wearing a thick scarf and couldn't see whether she was wearing a necklace, but she began to observe the surroundings vigilantly before getting in the car, and even squeezed into the corner after getting in the car to avoid being found.
The age and motivation are consistent, it is obvious that she cannot escape Bian Yuan's eyes.
Qu Ling and Jiang Feng took Song Ying, who was not suitable to be exposed to the crowd, and followed the bus in the invisible T310.Bian Yuan asked Qu Ling to try to use mental power to search for the deliberate brain waves around her, and sure enough, she found a wave of thinking that was different from ordinary people.It should be the effect of the pills. When Qu Ling was concentrating, he was able to transform his mental power into a recognizable language pattern. It was obvious that he had read the information about the gene saliva.
Gene spit, father, virus, necklace, go to sleep, go to work, 7:10, bus...
This is the message that Qu Ling read from the opponent's brain.
Although useful clues were found, Qu Ling couldn't lock on to specific people, but could only perceive the general direction.However, the 7:10 bus shortened the distance of the investigation - there are only two bus stations in this area, one of which has only one bus every 20 minutes, and the other is a big station with more than ten buses , Many trips can go directly to the subway.
Thinking in another way, if they were Zuli, they would definitely choose to get on the train at the big station.
But just in case they still split into two groups, Bian Yuan led a few people to wait at the main station, and Qu Ling and the others sat in T310 and squatted at the small station, waiting for Qu Ling to capture Su Li's spiritual power again. Quickly concluded that Zuli was indeed at the main station, turned around the T310, and immediately followed the bus.
The inside should cooperate with the outside, and Su Li must be controlled.
Bian Yuan slowly moved towards Su Li, while Xin Yitong was chewing gum while pretending to listen to music, but was actually paying attention to other passengers in the car.
Qu Ling's spiritual power is indeed activated, but neither the military nor the Yi Tanjiao are vegetarians. If they can find Su Li, these two groups of people will have their own ways to find them, and they may also be lurking in this car. middle.