Light Barrier

Chapter 752

Lightning and thunder thundered over the Evangelical Church.

In the cabin compartment.

Mu Wanqiu looked pale and had dry lips.

Her whole body was as cold as a piece of cold iron. She was held in Ai Li's arms, but her consciousness still began to dissipate uncontrollably. The black mist on her body gradually spread... and filled the air of the wooden house.

Aunt Ai's face was full of worry, and she looked outside the wooden door.

Mr. Zuo Wu, after entering the church, went to discuss with Lord Virgil.

I don’t know what he is talking about.

...

...

"Two hundred thousand, haha..."

The Holy Cross above the church vault casts mottled gray shadows through the large glass behind the scenes.

Zuo Wu glanced at the closed wooden house and asked expressionlessly: "Do you think these two bitches are worth two hundred thousand?"

Virgil looked calm: "I heard your conversation... That woman may not be valuable, but she has something you want... What is it called, Sealed Artifact."

"One sealed artifact, fifty thousand."

Zuo Wu said calmly: "This is the price our church negotiated with us."

"The remaining 150,000 is the price of the little girl." Virgil smiled and said: "I know the price of the deep scale underground black market... This little girl is about to have a supernatural awakening, and her level is probably B. Level and above, if you buy it for 150,000 yuan, you can sell it for one million yuan."

"Virgil, you are too greedy. The goods that are not sold are worthless."

Zuo Wu's voice was low: "Don't think that with the support of 'Bishop Qu', you can be unscrupulous... Also, why do you think you can negotiate with us?"

His hair ignited with flames and he walked towards the bishop's podium.

"Mr. Zuo...may the light be with you."

Virgil knocked on the table slowly and slowly, his right hand kept tucked in his pocket. At this moment, the outline of the revolver's muzzle was pressed against the linen robe, slowly protruding.

The gun was pointed at Zuo Wu, who was ten meters away.

He said calmly: "I have experience in dealing with freaks like you... Do you want to have a taste of the 'red and silver bullets'? Maybe I can't kill all of you, but I can guarantee that I will kill the first one who comes up." .”

The seven people outside the bishop's stage all fell into silence.

"Of course, I not only informed you, I also informed Bishop Qu, and he will arrive with the 'Lin's' security force. You should know what level of extraordinary person the Bishop is. If you dare to touch me, He will crush you all to death with a single hair on his head!"

"So..." Virgil said with a strong attitude: "Either, complete the transaction within half an hour, or get out, I will not accept a counter-offer, this is the will of the light!"

"Grass!"

There were veins bulging on Zuo Wu's forehead, but he did not dare to move forward.

"I'm sorry, the war in Beizhou is really almost over. Once this vote is done, I will go back to the city." Virgil changed the topic and said sincerely: "Everyone, this is the last time we cooperate. I hope you cherish it. Last chance."

The small door of the wooden house was opened at this moment.

"Mr. Zuo! Xiaoqiu is dying..."

Aunt Ai looked anxious and saw a group of people standing strangely on the bishop's platform: "Mr. Zuo, Sir Virgil, who are you?"

"It's coming."

Zuo Wu suppressed the anger in his heart. He took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the wooden house. At the same time, he sent a message to Virgil on the bishop's desk: "We can accept the transaction, but we need to inspect the goods first..."

"Test it, you can test it as you like."

Virgil stepped forward quickly, lowered his voice and said calmly: "But Mr. Zuo, you have to remember that Bishop Qu will be here soon."

Fury flashed across Zuo Wu's eyes.

He resisted the urge to slap Virgil to death.

On the one hand, he was not sure who was faster, himself or the bullet.

On the other hand, the legendary "Bishop Qu" is indeed not something he can fight against...

Once you enter the cabin.

Zuo Wu's original anxiety immediately disappeared.

He looked at the black mist lingering around the room with a shocked expression... These mist contained powerful extraordinary sources. What level of extraordinary talent was this? After practicing for nearly ten years, the amount of sources was pitiful.

Class B? No...this is most likely the legendary A-level!

"Boss, what do you say about the deal?"

A younger brother pulled Zuo Wu's sleeve.

Zuo Wu patted his shoulder and said coldly: "We have accepted this deal. You go out and give Virgil money... By the way, I want to know when Bishop Qu will arrive. Then pack your things and we are ready to run away."

"good......"

The younger brother nodded, turned around and left silently.

Deal done... everyone got the signal.

A tall and thin "gospel pastor" came over. He was blind in one eye and covered with a white cloth. He was the seventh in the gang, nicknamed Blind Dog. This is a low-level team composed of local hooligans. Of course, they don't have the education to come up with a nice name, and they don't even have the courage to call them "One-Eyed Dragon". They hide in the underground of Deep Scale City, relying on the most unfavorable trafficking business in the black market, selling their consciences in exchange for profits.

There are almost no extraordinary people who need to worry about money.

In the chaotic war against the Red Army, very few exceptions like them were born.

"Boss Zuo, are you still the same?"

The blind dog asked in a low voice: "I let this woman fall asleep...after completing the search, take her outside the church and kill her?"

"Um."

Zuo Wu said calmly: "Don't do anything in the house. Let's handle things cleanly."

Inertia dictates.

The one-eyed dog knocked heavily on the ground——

Then he didn't get up.

"A-level... This is definitely A-level!"

Although Zuo Wu's body was shaking violently, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

After practicing for so many years, he actually felt fear when facing a little girl who was awakening for the first time.

It's just that... there was an emotion at this moment that overwhelmed the fear and completely occupied his brain.

That emotion is called greed.

A-level extraordinary people have not been seen in the Deep Scale Black Market for many years... Ten million, no, the value of this kind of goods cannot be measured by such mundane things as money!

"Do it! Do it all!!"

Zuo Wu roared and threw out two balls of flame, igniting the entire wooden house. As the flames burned, there was no need for him to speak. The little girl wrapped in black energy took the initiative!

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

Mu Wanqiu, shrouded in black mist, looked indifferent, looking at everyone in the room as if looking at ants.

She darted left and right in an instant.

A heart-stopping roar came from the black mist, as if there was a real life living in it——

Three seconds, maybe less!

Puff after puff of blood splashed in the room. This scene was strange, bloody, and terrifying. This girl was like the illegitimate child of "Pluto". She completely dominated the spiritual life in the black mist.

"Fuck... Where's my gun? Where's my gun!"

After Zuo Wu threw out the flame, he quickly retreated. Greed took over his brain, but his rationality told him that he still had to be ruthless to deal with this little girl. His extraordinary ability, which could only be seen as a juggling act, was of no use at all.

So he trembled with his hands and wanted to pull out the gun. After so many years of hard work, he had accumulated something... The most valuable possession in his body was the red and silver bullets in the gun's magazine.

As long as he is hit by this thing, even a transcendent of the level of "Bishop Qu" will be seriously injured!

The door was right behind him, but he didn't run, because this was the last chance to "capture" this monster alive. If he left this narrow room, with the monster's terrifying movement speed, it would be difficult for him to hit him!

Black mist almost covered the entire wooden house.

The fire was raging.

In the darkness... the girl suddenly stopped moving.

She tilted her head and looked in the direction of Zuo Wu, and the indifference in her eyes turned into curiosity.

"calm......"

"calm......"

Zuo Wu took a deep breath.

He had already grasped the pistol at his waist. The moment the gunfire burst out of the chamber, the wooden door behind him shattered. Two palms pierced the wooden board, aimed at the left and right sides of his neck, and twisted suddenly.

"boom!"

The gunshot exploded, and due to the impact at the last moment, the red and silver bullet was deflected.

The neck was broken.

Zuo Wu collapsed softly...

Then the wooden door he was leaning against was politely and slowly pushed open in a nearly broken state.

The little girl wrapped in black mist still kept her head tilted and staring.

What she was staring at was never Zuo Wu.

But the guy behind the door.

"first meet."

The little girl's eyes were a little dazed.

In her field of vision, the guy who opened the door was wrapped in a dark and ominous mist just like herself.

Gu Shen knelt down and looked at the little girl wrapped in black mist.

"Sa!"

After the two of them got closer, Mu Wanqiu, who was awakened by the judge, followed his natural instincts and aimed at Gu Shen's head, punching him dozens of times in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The wind caused by these dozen punches directly smashed countless holes into the stone wall of the church a few meters away...

But the dark fog cleared.

Gu Shen was still squatting. His posture didn't seem to have changed at all, and he didn't seem to have moved at all. But in fact, every punch he just landed was very accurate, but he was faster than Mu Wanqiu, and much faster. .

"You are truly worthy of being a judge..."

Gu Shen smiled and said seriously: "If you get hit, it should be pretty painful, right?"

last moment.

He chose to intervene in this dream.

Gu Shen looked around. There was blood everywhere in the wooden house and flames were burning. However, the most important woman was still alive. Aunt Ai protected herself very well and hid in a corner as soon as the battle broke out.

Gu Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

He stretched out a palm and held Mu Wanqiu's head, which was a very safe distance.

Due to his wingspan, at this time, Mu Wanqiu could not hit himself no matter how hard he punched.

He looked at the little guy with a fierce look on his face, and sighed with emotion: "To be honest... you look cuter now than when you grow up."