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    Ghost Scripture: Yin-yang Anecdote: Volume 3
    Ghost Scripture: Yin-yang Anecdote: Volume 3
    Ghost Scripture: Yin-yang Anecdote: Volume 3
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    Ghost Scripture: Yin-yang Anecdote: Volume 3

    By Guang TouPangYu

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    Shh, don't look back. The evil spirit is right behind you! The special forces will bring you to explore other worlds.

    Evil spirits envoys, nightmare beasts, poisonous swallows with tail needles, bug clan evil gods, and the mother of all Gu, there's no fear, only terror. And look at how the six paths of reincarnation continue to grow …

    This book is an ancient Chinese clan, "Bai Ze Shi" down to the "Sutra," the protagonist of the Sun pragmatism in his childhood with the help of the Bai Ze clan. After leaving the army, by chance, he inherited Bai Ze's "Sutra of the Sly" and combined it with his skills as a scout. Together with his three companions, he dealt with the supernatural events and the series of events that had occurred between the vampire clan and the werewolf. The main line of the book was to look for traces of the ancient people, in an attempt to find clues to their escape from doomsday.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFunstory
    Release dateApr 29, 2020
    ISBN9781648975530
    Ghost Scripture: Yin-yang Anecdote: Volume 3

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      Ghost Scripture - Guang TouPangYu

      CONTENTS

      CHAPTER 201 - MILITARY WAREHOUSE

      CHAPTER 202 - PRELIMINARY CLUBHOUSE

      CHAPTER 203 - MEN'S PARADISE

      CHAPTER 204 - BLOOD DRAGON 1

      CHAPTER 205 - BLOOD DRAGON 2

      CHAPTER 206 - IN PRISON 1

      CHAPTER 207 - IN PRISON 2

      CHAPTER 208 - IN PRISON 3

      CHAPTER 209 - REAL PEOPLE HUNTING 1

      CHAPTER 210 - REAL PEOPLE KILLING 2

      CHAPTER 211 - FIFTH BASEMENT LEVEL 1

      CHAPTER 212 - UNDERGROUND 5 2

      CHAPTER 213 - UNDERGROUND FLIGHT 1

      CHAPTER 214 - UNDERGROUND FLIGHT 2

      CHAPTER 215 - MERCURY PLAN 1

      CHAPTER 216 - MERCURY PLAN 2

      CHAPTER 217 - THE GHOST STRIKES THE WALL THE HUMAN CUTS THE WALL 1

      CHAPTER 218 - GHOST WALLS HUMAN WALLS 2

      CHAPTER 219 - A STRANGE SECOND LAYER

      CHAPTER 220 - TANK BOMBARDMENT

      CHAPTER 221 - A STONE-COLD LOVER

      CHAPTER 222 - POSTERIOR SUPRACONDYLAR NEEDLE

      CHAPTER 223 - DROPS OF LOVER'S TEARS

      CHAPTER 224 - THE ANCIENT CIVILIZATION OF THE CAVE

      CHAPTER 225 - INSIDE GIANT TITAN'S BODY

      CHAPTER 226 - BLACK BOX

      CHAPTER 227 - MAGMA BELOW THE SURFACE!

      CHAPTER 228 - SLAUGHTER TO ASCENDING 1

      CHAPTER 229 - RISING 2

      CHAPTER 230 - MYSTERIOUS MAP

      CHAPTER 231 - TOUCH THE IDIOT WITH THE VINE

      CHAPTER 232 - PEAR BLOSSOM ABSENCE

      CHAPTER 233 - EXCHANGING HOSTAGES 1

      CHAPTER 234 - EXCHANGING HOSTAGES 2

      CHAPTER 235 - TRAVEL PREPARATION

      CHAPTER 236 - VENDEN OCEAN CRUISE SHIP

      CHAPTER 237 - TRIPLE SHOT!

      CHAPTER 238 - HIGH SEAS GUNFIRE

      CHAPTER 239 - SEA WARS IN THE NIGHT 1

      CHAPTER 240 - SEA WARFARE IN THE NIGHT 2

      CHAPTER 241 - WHITE POWDER IN GENERATION FURROW

      CHAPTER 242 - STRANGE FOG

      CHAPTER 243 - SHARK 1

      CHAPTER 244 - SHARK 2

      CHAPTER 245 - SHARK 3

      CHAPTER 246 - DONKEY PAST

      CHAPTER 247 - CASUALTY DISAPPEARANCE

      CHAPTER 248 - OCTOPOD BLACK 1

      CHAPTER 249 - OCTOPUS BLACK 2

      CHAPTER 250 - ALLIANCE UNDER THE CITY

      CHAPTER 251 - NINE LAYER BLOOD SACRIFICE

      CHAPTER 252 - 23RD LEVEL STRUCTURE OF THE UNIVERSE

      CHAPTER 253 - GOLDEN ARMORED EVIL GOD

      CHAPTER 254 - COLLECTIVE AND INDIVIDUAL

      CHAPTER 255 - AQUATIC WHITE TIGER 1

      CHAPTER 256 - AQUATIC WHITE TIGER 2

      CHAPTER 257 - DRAGON SEEKER 1

      CHAPTER 258 - MYRIAD SEEKING DRAGON 2

      CHAPTER 259 - SKY-FALLING ELITE SOLDIER

      CHAPTER 260 - TIGER'S ROAR AND ANGRY SEA

      CHAPTER 261 - HEAVEN AND EARTH BREAKING FORMATION

      CHAPTER 262 - INSECT DRAINING RIVER

      CHAPTER 263 - THE BATTLE OF THE BUGS

      CHAPTER 264 - AGAIN

      CHAPTER 265 - BLACK WOLF CALAMITY

      CHAPTER 266 - LI DAI PEACH STIFF 1

      CHAPTER 267 - LI DAI PEACH STIFF 2

      CHAPTER 268 - STONE NUMBER NINE

      CHAPTER 269 - MUTUAL UTILIZATION

      CHAPTER 270 - RED-HAIRED SKULL 1

      CHAPTER 271 - RED-HAIRED SKULL 2

      CHAPTER 272 - CAPTIVE NEMESIS

      CHAPTER 273 - TECHNOLOGY FAILURE

      CHAPTER 274 - CLUTTER LEAD 1

      CHAPTER 275 - CLUTTER LEAD 2

      CHAPTER 276 - DIVINATION MASTER

      CHAPTER 277 - CAPTURED IN A FIERCE BATTLE

      CHAPTER 278 - CAPTURED IN A FIERCE BATTLE 2

      CHAPTER 279 - CRUEL ELECTROCUTION

      CHAPTER 280 - DEGLOVING

      CHAPTER 281 - HESS JOURNAL 1

      CHAPTER 282 - HESS JOURNAL 2

      CHAPTER 283 - RACE AGAINST THE ENEMY

      CHAPTER 284 - SEE OLD FRIENDS AGAIN

      CHAPTER 285 - SILK EXTRACTION COCOON

      CHAPTER 286 - UNDERWATER SKIRMISH 1

      CHAPTER 287 - UNDERWATER SKIRMISH 2

      CHAPTER 288 - DEATH GOD TERRITORY

      CHAPTER 289 - DOOR TO TRUTH 1

      CHAPTER 290 - DOOR TO TRUTH 2

      CHAPTER 291 - ARMAGEDDON 1

      CHAPTER 292 - ARMAGEDDON 2

      CHAPTER 293 - ARMAGEDDON 3

      CHAPTER 294 - TWENTY-SIX THOUSAND YEARS OF REINCARNATION

      CHAPTER 295 - THE ONLY COMPANION IN THE WORLD

      CHAPTER 296 - GOD SLAYER SWORD 1

      CHAPTER 297 - GOD SLAYER SWORD 2

      CHAPTER 298 - PAIRING OF FLOWERING WOLF BLOSSOM WITH SWALLOW QUEEN AS MATCHMAKER 1

      CHAPTER 299 - A MATCHMAKER FOR THE QUEEN OF SWALLOW PAIRED WITH A WOLF FLOWER 2

      CHAPTER 300 - NIGHTINGALE'S BLEEDING OF BLOOD AND BUDDHA'S HEAD

      CHAPTER 201 - MILITARY WAREHOUSE

      Ivan and Andre immediately asked us what was wrong, I told them everything that I had seen and heard while crawling, both of them were furious beyond belief. Andre probably acted out of a sense of justice towards the police, Ivan thought that his younger cousin might have experienced the same thing, thus the two robust men clenched their fists tightly.

      After taking two deep breaths, Sanmei was the first to calm down and said to Jin Leehua, First, get what needs to be arranged ready. Jin Leehua nodded, and then the two of them went to find a wooden box containing the poisonous nails, and tried to disguise themselves and insert them in. As a result, a worker accidentally made a mistake and exposed a small part of the nail's tip upwards, but it was enough to pierce through the cuticle on their fingers, because no matter whether it was this new type of poison or the real tetanus bacilli, they were unable to affect the surface of the skin.

      After Jin Leehua and Sanmei finished arranging everything, the five of us split up to eat the last bit of rations. Initially, we thought that climbing onto the train would require a set meal, beer, bread, hot water, sausages and the like. There was even an enemy with firepower over 20 times stronger than us. If they found us, they would be able to give us some bullets to eat. If they ate this kind of food, they would only need a few pills, and they would never get hungry.

      In the silence, all five of them lowered their heads, fiercely bit down on the dried beef, and drank some water from the small water bag the Daur people gave us. Andre stayed in the box for a long time, so he shared more of the water and food. The five of them quickly finished all their food. In order to prevent any enemies from suddenly coming to this carriage, they each found an empty box and drilled inside.

      As it turned out, our fears were unnecessary, considering that in one car there were gourmet beauties and wine and in another there were only corpses piled together in a box. Any normal man, unless he was a necrophilist, would not be able to come out of another, let alone these perverts who spend all day drinking and drinking.

      Thus, for the third time, I lay in the middle of a pile of corpses, silently waiting for time to pass. People often say that many people will reflect on their own life and look at their own life experiences from a philosophical point of view when they are on the verge of death. I was more lucky not to have to wait for the last chance. To many religions or peoples, death is only the beginning, the beginning of a new life, or perhaps a continuation of another form. There were even some religions where contemplating over corpses was used as a way to raise one's cultivation.

      Thus, to them, whether they lived or died was not a big deal. There was no need to be scared to death. The true meaning of finding life was what they were concerned about. Of course, this kind of realm is relatively high, and it's not something that I can understand if I'm holding a spear all day, no matter if it's a human or a ghost or a Evil Spirit, whoever wants to kill me has to slaughter their way back.

      After lying in silence until night, the sound of the door opening and the somewhat familiar footsteps could finally be heard. My heart leaped as I thought to myself, Dear comrade Yakov, you have finally come to your death.

      With the sound of their heavy footsteps, my heart was already in my throat and my heart was beating a little faster. However, I gently adjusted my breathing to prevent my breathing from being too rough for the enemy to notice. I slowly counted the number of steps that Yakov was taking and stopped.

      One step, two steps, stop, three steps, four steps, stop...

      As I counted to four stops, I heard the sound of a hand slapping against a plank, a universal curse: Fucker, and it was Yakov's voice.

      Oh-yeah, I said to myself, followed by a pooh. Presumably Yakov sucked on his finger.

      This guy really had the spirit of a pure man who couldn't be bothered with minor injuries. He walked around the remaining half of the carriage as per normal. He really didn't know if this guy had Japanese or German blood, but he was so dedicated to his work.

      After they left, the three of us climbed up to the top bunk of Yakov's car and lay there, holding our breath until we heard a call for the doctor and the sound of a hasty run from the car below us in the middle of the night.

      The poison is acting up. I gave Jin Leehua a thumbs up in the darkness.

      Yakov was carried to the dining room table for first aid when his doctor yelled, Hand me the tetanus antitoxin, you, and you, prepare the disinfectant and clean the wound thoroughly …

      While they were in a mess, Sanmei sneaked into Yakov's room once more. He operated the Excel table displayed on the computer a few times before Jin Leehua and I quickly pulled him up.

      Has the news been sent out? I asked.

      No, the computer can't be accessed, but I saw something useful. The form shows the number and time of women they will receive on this trip to different sites. The next stop is tomorrow at 4: 00 a.m. The number is 32, I just changed it to 34. When the time comes, we will think of a way to create some chaos, and Jin Leehua and I will mix in," Sanmei said softly in the darkness.

      Isn't that too dangerous? I asked worriedly.

      It's alright, it's fine. Elder sister has never seen anything like this before. Besides, other than Yakov, no one has seen us before. Don't worry, Sanmei slowly moved back after he finished speaking. Yakov, who was twitching all over, thought to himself, This caused laozi to run around naked in the snow and ice, nibbling on moss like a deer, and almost getting bitten to death by a wolf. Today, I finally managed to kill this fellow to vent my anger."

      After we climbed onto the roof, I asked Jin Leehua, He's dead for sure, right?

      Jin Leehua turned her head and said: Even if the sun rises from the west, he won't be able to see it.

      So awesome? Actually, I believe in this kind of professional and professional methods, but I always have my doubts on the surface.

      Why not? I'll give you a try? She fumbled for her pocket.

      Forget it, there are only two bottles in total. I'll save them for your next target! I was so scared that my scalp went numb. I hastily increased my speed as I crawled forward …

      In the early hours of the next morning, before the sun rose, the train had stopped at a place that was not in front of the village nor in front of the shops, and on either side of it was a vast expanse of white snow. These places might have been lawns or something during the short summer months of Siberia, but all that was visible now was snow.

      Not long after the train stopped, a helicopter arrived to pick up the unconscious Yakov, and soon after, two Camas appeared in the darkness. A few guys in civilian clothes with guns jumped down from the driver's seat. They opened the trunk and drove out twenty or thirty young girls. They peered into the headlights of the wagons, some European, some Asian, some mixed, all beautiful. However, each of them was miserable with tears all over their faces. They gave quite a discount to their overall image. Otherwise, who would have thought that they were just model companies' employees who were out on a tour.

      I climbed to the end of the carriage and found two thick wires on the ceiling that were used to power the light bulbs in the carriage. After peeling off the insulation on the outside with a military knife, I waved to Sanmei and Jin Leehua to get ready.

      At this moment, the other side began to rush the women who had been tricked into the carriage. After half of the crying team entered the carriage, I used a military knife to connect the two exposed cores.

      The electrical current generated by the short circuit quickly caused the switch to jump, and the carriage immediately fell into darkness. Women who were already extremely scared screamed out, mixed with the shouts and curses of men. The scene immediately turned chaotic. Sanmei and Jin Leehua took the chance to open the lid of the window and slowly put themselves inside. Seeing that the two of them had already went down, I used my blade to cut off the wires connecting them and quickly closed the window.

      The lights came on again, and a man who looked like Yakov's assistant counted the number of people with a laptop in his hand. His opponents nodded to indicate the number of people, and then the two cars started the engine and the train started to move slowly.

      After collecting the last group of women, the other side had left behind two sentries in the corridor, who would occasionally look in at the detainees. Sanmei and Jin Leehua were hiding in a corner beside the door, and while the other side was walking, they gave me a signal to reassure me, indicating that they both had guns on them. Even though I knew they couldn't see it, I nodded through the air window, screwed the door shut, and separated the peeling wires to the last car full of dead hearts.

      After driving for an entire day, at around 11 PM that day, the train stopped again. This time it was much more serious. First, a few buses had driven all the women in the middle compartment away, then a few more wagons, loading all the crates in the last section onto them, and pulling them along for more than six hours. At the very top, a heavy feeling overcame me, and the sudden disappearance of light told me that the car had entered the tunnel and was heading down in a slanted fashion.

      After an unknown amount of time, with the sound of a forklift, a large number of wooden boxes were once again unloaded. In order to prevent the other party from noticing that there were empty boxes to suspect, Ivan, Andre, and I hid ourselves inside the boxes the whole time.

      After these people were done, we went to work in other areas, and the three of us took advantage of the opportunity to push aside the loose crates and come out to hide behind the stacked crates and observe the terrain.

      It was a large warehouse, with different Russian words painted on the walls in white ash and a large watt bulb hanging high up to illuminate the warehouse. The one we are talking about is a pile of Stonemason, with at least 2000 wooden boxes.

      This is a military warehouse, Ivan whispered into my ear.

      How do you know? I asked.

      CHAPTER 202 - PRELIMINARY CLUBHOUSE

      I was working in this kind of place before. This kind of cargo classification method is a type of C2R logistics system for Former Soviet Union. Look at the words on the wall, some of these areas are for artillery parts, some are for emergency maintenance tools of the mechanized army, they can respond according to different requirements and keep the troops moving smoothly. Judging from the number on the wall, this was just one of the warehouses, and there were also food and vegetables stored here. According to my experience, it should be at least a division level for them to use such a large logistics system." Ivan said with certainty.

      That's not surprising, this place should not be far from the border between China and the Soviet Union. Don't forget that after the second world war, there were military conflicts between these two countries, and the Former Soviet Union gathering here was not unexpected. The key point is, why did these people bring the core people here, and this place, the 'paradise for wealthy men' that Sergei told me about, is it the same place? I whispered as I observed my surroundings.

      This way. While Ivan and I were observing this, Andre found a small door and looked around a few times with the gun in his hand. Then, he waved for us to go over.

      Bending under cover of the cargo, Ivan and I slipped to the side of the small door and peered out into a long passage that looked to be a passer-by's width and narrowness. There were some fire supplies beside the door, and on the wall was a metal box with three items on it. The entire warehouse was built according to the standard military installations, but judging from the level of maintenance, it had not been used on a large scale for a long time.

      As Ivan had said, the storage room for the second warehouse was filled with sacks of flour and potatoes. There were also barrels of diesel that took up about a quarter of the warehouse's area, and a matrix combination diesel generator was working to supply electricity to the cold storage room. Several workers were driving a forklift truck to send a large amount of meat and fish to the cold storage room.

      Looking at the food, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. The scale was too big. This base clearly no longer had any garrison troops. Who would still have the money to maintain it? With so much food, who was the one who was going to eat it? However, there was no time to ponder over these questions. Finding a way out was the most important one.

      There was a spiral staircase at the end of the passage. The entire staircase was formed by a circular load bearing column welded together with steel bars and anti-skid steel plates. This type of staircase would make loud banging sounds as it walked, and was basically the bane of secret operations. There was a Russian word on the wall next to the stairs, and Ivan told me it meant the third floor.

      What should we do? Should we go up?" Ivan turned to me.

      It's too dangerous, the three of us will have a problem soon, we have to change routes, I replied, and Andre nodded. Thus, the three of us backed away from the passageway and stealthily went to the other side of the warehouse. It was also thanks to the fact that this warehouse was no longer a staff standard for the preparation period, so the number of people was greatly reduced.

      On the other side of the warehouse, we watched for a long time before we took advantage of the rest of the warehouse staff to run up the motorway and came to a corner, which seemed to be the intersection between the warehouse and the personnel area, because there were many tracks left by the tires of small passenger cars on the ground.

      It was a long walk, but perhaps because of the years of disrepair, the lights were dim, but it also gave us some convenience. After running forward for a while, they arrived at the parking lot of the minivan. Compared to the warehouse just now, the parking lot was not that big, and could only fit several tens of cars. A row of open-topped, topographic Assault Car were parked on one side of the wall, and this kind of car was given to normal aerial troops to carry out missions, probably because it was too cold to drive out in the winter, so they temporarily didn't use it. He looked around but did not see any camera. Just as he was wondering which exit would be the best one to take, he heard the sound of tires rubbing against the ground as the car turned a corner.

      Oh no, there's someone behind us! The three of us looked at each other, then we all got into the nearest car and went down.

      As soon as I had hidden them, the lights of the car swept across the ground and I could see a white sedan driving by. After I stopped, a few people got off and judging from the size and style of the shoes, they should be men. At this time, a man who sounded very magnetic said in English, Sir, I'll take you here. Your room number is room 205 on the second floor of the basement. This is the door card, please do not wander around. The room is a suite, enough to accommodate you and your subordinates. According to our agreement, your identity is completely confidential. No one will know that you came here. However, when you and your men go out for an event, please remember to wear a mask or hood throughout. If your identity is revealed for personal reasons, we will not be responsible. There are all kinds of communication equipment that are blocked here, please do not use the Satellite Phone, I hope you have a good time at the club.

      After saying that, the man with the owner's identity returned to the carriage, while the other four stayed behind. Three of them were carrying large luggage, while the other one asked the person who spoke earlier: When will Swallow Queen be here? Also, I remember that you weren't the person in charge last time."

      "Swallow Queen is not in the country for the next few days, but she will be back soon. This time, Yakov had something to attend to, and it was possible that I was the one hosting the entire event. I am called Nicolas Yevich, and you can just call me Nicolas. Call the main desk on your room number if you need anything. Someone will help you transfer to my assistant or call room service. Of course, my personal suggestion is to save some energy, because our new goods have only just arrived in a few days, and our truly interesting projects will only start when we have all signed up. That rather magnetic voice sounded again.

      Alright, but I do want to meet the legendary Swallow Queen as soon as possible. After speaking, the group of four carried their travel suitcases and headed in another direction, and the car also turned back the way it came.

      We could only see the lower half of their bodies, so we couldn't see their faces. Just as we were about to get out of the car, another car drove up, and we cursed ourselves to continue lying flat on the cold concrete floor.

      This time, the people who came seemed to be of a lower standard. They only brought two bodyguards with them, carrying suitcases and a travel bag. After the car that had driven them over was put down, the person who had picked him up quickly drove back to pick up the others after a few simple words.

      It's him? Andre whispered into my ear.

      Who? You know him? I asked curiously under my breath.

      It's a skinhead leader in Moscow who specializes in extorting foreign businessmen, foreign workers, and foreign students. I've been undercover to a gang of foreign workers investigating a murder case. It must be this person. No mistake, I'm very familiar with his voice. Andre whispered in my ear.

      I replied, showing that I heard it. Unexpectedly, Andre added: He is very famous in Moscow, in 2008 he even extorted 10 Chinese merchants and cut off the hands and feet of one of them. Then, he threw him outside to freeze to death.

      When I heard this, I immediately became angry. You dare to kill my compatriots? As my anger rose, I came up with a more daring plan. As I lay under the car watching each other's footsteps, I said to the two of them, How about the three of us try to sneak out and replace them?

      Steal what? Ivan didn't understand what I meant, but he understood what I meant when he saw me gritting my teeth and pulling out my sword. He nodded after thinking for a moment.

      It looks like this is the only way, Andre pulled out his pistol and wanted to use the silencer, but I stopped him, signalling that he couldn't use his gun. This was the enemy's territory, the smell of blood and gunpowder, as well as the bullet marks on the wall after piercing through the human body would attract the enemy's attention.

      The three of them sneaked out from the front of the car, looking in the direction the three of them were heading in. Only then did I notice that all three of them were wearing hoods, with only their eyes and noses showing.

      Andre was the first one to run out from the back of the car with his gun and shouted at the three of them, Move, move, don't rob! If he had shouted for other things, the three of them might have immediately resisted, but because he shouted so blindly, the three of them turned their heads in bewilderment, thinking that it was really too inconceivable for them to be robbed here.

      While they were in a daze, Ivan and I encircled the two of them from the left and right, and with a fire extinguisher each, we smashed onto the back of the two bodyguards' heads. Andre also ferociously charged forward and started fighting with the remaining person.

      Although we haven't had a proper meal for a few days, we took two for granted after catching them unprepared. On top of that, we have been fighting desperately all the way here, and we have already killed quite a few people. Now that we are in a situation where wolves are blocking the wolves and people are blocking the way to kill people, we have no choice but to do our best to survive.

      Andre twisted the remaining person's hands, Ivan gripped the guy's neck and twisted forcefully, sending the blackmailing expert, who was reputed to be part of the Light Party, on his way within a few seconds.

      We immediately dragged the corpses to the back of the car and changed into their clothes and hoods. When the other side brought back a group of people, we carried the corpses back to the warehouse. It was an extremely dangerous journey and we were almost discovered several times. Fortunately, the warehouse was large enough, and there were a lot of goods on the pile. The staff members were relatively few, and it was supposed to be their dinner hour, so we managed to put the corpses back into the boxes that the three of us had sneaked into.

      Holding the card we had just obtained, we arrogantly entered the room located on the second floor. After entering, he first looked around to see if there were any bugs. After carefully checking every corner, he finally felt relieved. He threw the gun on the bed and opened the bag he had just snatched. He looked inside the bag like three thieves trying to split up the loot.

      The first one was about 200 thousand dollars in face value, some personal items or something like that. The other bag contained something strange, it was an unassembled bow and 20 arrows. These bows were similar to those used in the modern Olympic Games. They were a type of sports equipment, and the arrows were made of iron. They were extremely sharp, so it was likely that there wouldn't be any problems shooting people or deer.

      What are they doing? Are they eating game after game? Ivan said in surprise as he picked up a long arrow and tested its sharpness with his hand.

      Well, you think about it, I'm going to take a shower and get some moss out of my body, I said as I grabbed the razor from my suitcase and headed for the bathroom.

      Why did you go first? Whoever has the beard will go first! Ivan stroked his beard that was longer than Guan Yun's as he said angrily.

      Hey, look at you. When I was about to eat bull's eyes, why didn't you say who would eat first with a beard? Just stay still. Oh yeah, if you have nothing else to do, then break down these two PP93 and check their status. I took a towel and went into the bathroom...

      CHAPTER 203 - MEN'S PARADISE

      After a comfortable hot bath, I nearly fainted from the refreshing feeling. The washed dead skin, sweat, mud, and shaved hair almost clogged up the sewers. Ivan entered and started the same procedure. Finally, it was Andre. The three of us looked a little human.

      The configuration of this suite was not bad. Although it was not as luxurious as a 5-star hotel, there should be nothing lacking. There was quite a lot of food and drink in the refrigerator.

      I started to think about Sanmei and Jin Leehua after I ate a few bites. I didn't know which part of this underground facility they had been brought to, whether they had taken a hot bath, or eaten rye bread and tuna canned food.

      Why aren't you eating? Ivan said, looking at me in bewilderment, his mouth full of food.

      She's worried about those two beautiful companions of hers. I can see that they're very smart and have good skills. There won't be any problems. Andre comforted me.

      Just look at him, then look at you, and you'll know how to eat … I scolded Ivan, but there was doubt in my heart. This Andre had such a meticulous mind, and was a very scheming person. I couldn't help but wonder if he'd actually thought of that case when he'd casually said in the parking lot that the man had killed a Chinese businessman, or if he was trying to use my national feelings to provoke me into killing someone.

      While biting my bread, I wanted to be more careful with this guy, so that half of his military medallion and the other half was his. The worst part was that his military medallion was dyed red with my blood.

      The room was full of TV and computers, which couldn't be used on the internet, but all sorts of games were installed to kill time. Another section, over 200 gigabytes, was filled with movies. I clicked a few and saw that half of it was a normal movie and half of it was abnormal. There are two different kinds of abnormal films. One is a very normal film, which we call A film. The other half, even in abnormal movies, were considered extremely abnormal. What SM, masochistic killing, and corpse? He casually tapped it a few times, causing me to nearly vomit out everything I just ate, which was even more disgusting than eating 10 cow eyeballs.

      What? Where is this place? It's so abnormal! Ivan cursed as soon as he saw the place.

      Shh, don't make a sound Andre's ear was pressed against the door as he listened carefully to the sounds in the corridor.

      What's going on? I put down my mouse and ran over to ask.

      Someone passed by, Andre mouthed, while I listened carefully on the door. I also heard the sound of footsteps.

      Throughout the entire day, including even the night, a group of people would pass by every once in a while. It seemed that their 'guests' were densely packed in. The three of us take turns to rest, observe, and count. After us, 98 teams have arrived, if we count the previous numbers as full, that means a total of 200 clients and their corresponding bodyguards have arrived. Each guest has 2 to 3 followers, which is around 1000 people.

      The next morning, I was sleeping soundly. Ivan was snoring too, and Andre, who was on sentry, woke us up, indicating that there was a movement in the corridor.

      I hurriedly pressed my ear against the door to listen, but just as my ear touched the door, there was a knock on the door. The noise made my ears ring. Ivan swore and was about to open the door, but I stopped him. The three of them had to put on their masks before they dared to open the door.

      The door was opened by a rather handsome waiter. After handing us something similar to a itinerary, he said, In 40 minutes, there will be a welcoming ceremony at the screening hall. As for the introductions of the various kinds of services, please attend on time. There will be a strict security check at the entrance of the screening hall. Please leave your weapon inside the room.

      He closed the door, put his three heads together and began to look at the itinerary. On the back was a floor plan of a building, marked with the location of the restaurant, the location of the projection room, and so on. We hastily packed our bags, ate a few random meals, and prepared to set off.

      Do you really want to throw the gun here? Then, the three of us won't become lambs?" Ivan asked reluctantly while holding the PP93.

      If it was discovered, there wouldn't be any rocket launchers for you. In my hands, there would only be three biting lambs. It wouldn't have any effect. Put it here, I said after putting on my mask.

      As we walked toward the screening room, people from the other rooms came out to join us. They were all wearing masks, and they looked like a group of ugly monsters going to a large masquerade. I also noticed that there were more sentries in the corridor, two of them holding the AK-station upright.

      With just one mistake, the three of us were already pushed apart. Ivan had been squeezed into a corner, so Andre and I had no choice but to randomly find two seats to sit down. Seeing that the others were also seated randomly, Andre thought that it would be alright if we just remembered the room number and returned later.

      Not long after he sat down, the lights on the stage at the very front of the projection room lit up. A middle-aged man with a graceful bearing and a smile on his face walked onto the stage and announced the start of the welcoming ceremony. It sounded like the man who called himself Nicolas in the parking lot that day, but his figure looked more and more familiar. When the circular spotlight shone onto him, I immediately slapped my forehead and almost cried out. This man is actually in the underwater altar, the man that was projected by the Snake-neck Beast using the Heaven's Eye, also the man who appeared in Irina's memory fragments.

      "Didn't this guy sell Irina for a sum of money? I thought he was a professional trafficker, I didn't think that he was also a member of this clubhouse. I thought to myself.

      The magnetic voice interrupted my train of thoughts, and I immediately listened carefully to Nicolas's introduction: "Esteemed guests, welcome to the clubhouse, this is a paradise for men, here you can enjoy yourself to your heart's content. We have prepared all kinds of activities and performances for you, I can guarantee that many of your expressions are at the emperor level. If you are lucky, you might meet the Swallow Queen in the end and have the chance to spend the night with her.

      Alright, let's begin the introduction of the basic projects. The fees for these projects are all included in the advance payment for each of you, and then there will be some beauties who will go on stage. These are all free, and even if you all 'intensely' move around a little, it doesn't matter if you die, you can still use it to reward your subordinates.

      These free items will be randomly distributed by room number, and of course, if there is one that you are particularly interested in, you can also bid for it. The bidder is just below your seat, you can insert the door card and bid. Later, someone will go to collect the money. Of course, I still strongly recommend that you keep it until the collection is completed, when that time comes, the beauties that appear will be of a higher grade.

      In addition to beautiful women like the clouds, we also have wonderful black boxing shows, real battles in ancient Rome, you will feel the real scene that only aristocrats can see in 264 BC, 50 black boxing shows and 50 games that must end in death. I believe that I can ignite the boiling blood of any man and do not miss out on friends who like to bet on the results of the matches.

      Of course, a real man would never be a spectator of combat. If you had the desire to kill, the agility, and the fine weapons, congratulations, today you have a very suitable project — the real person hunting. We prepared indoors, outdoors, and in various places. Those who were hunted weren't completely powerless to resist. Some of them were even retired soldiers. According to the strength of our prey and whether we have weapons, we have five levels of risk, A to E, and we have to pay a certain fee to participate in this activity, which is up to $10 thousand per game. To make the game more exciting, we used winner

      take

      All systems are the same. That is to say, those who succeed in killing their prey will receive half of all the money as a reward. As I believe you all can see, as long as you win a few A-level matches in a row, you might even be able to earn back the fees for this event.

      In addition to these projects, we have made ample arrangements for guests with special tastes, and if you are not interested in young women, we are prepared at all ages, even pregnant women. If you have any of your hobbies, you are welcome to tell us that you can release the dark side of human nature to your heart's content. Because we firmly believe that this is the true nature of the world, and this is the real world. The weak's flesh can only enter the mouth of the strong in the end and remove their worldly disguises. You are the king here, and you are the god that controls the life and death of others. "

      After saying this, the guy threw his arms up to the sky like he was embracing something, and the audience immediately burst into applause. It made me nauseous. I thought: "In such a desolate place, some rich and powerful people are gathered together to play such a perverted project and make themselves look like a psychiatrist. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such a shameless person.

      After the introductions were done, a few numbered beauties began to get on the stage. Although they were all quite pretty and had pretty good makeup, any place could be considered the top brand. However, they were all lacking in spirit and had a dazed look on their faces. If a woman lacked the agility in her eyes and the expression on her face, even Marilyn Monroe would be discounted. It was probably just like what Nicolas said, they might end up being the rewards to their subordinates, the real customers all holding the money and waiting for the bidders.

      Sure enough, these women basically didn't bid, they just randomly chose their room numbers. But by the time the 37th woman appeared, someone had finally called out a bid for $10,000. The audience immediately burst into an uproar. Logically speaking, no one would even fight over a thousand dollars with him. The host Nicolas said in a humorous tone, This guest has his first love story, right? I looked carefully at Number 37, and indeed, she looked more beautiful than the previous ones. However, she did not look like a beauty.

      After the free drinks at the front ended, the bidders at the back were all excellent. There were only 50 of them in total, and none of them were any worse than a A-list celebrity actor. As a result, the atmosphere immediately became heated as the auction machine continuously buzzed. The highest ones cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, or at least tens of thousands. I did some quick calculations in my mind. In less than half an hour, my income had already reached over 3 million yuan. In addition to the money everyone had paid in advance, there was also the money they had earned from gambling in the 'Black Fist' and 'Arena' competitions, the money earned from killing real people. This clubhouse's income is simply an astronomical figure.

      After the last bid ended, Nicolas announced that there were still fifty people bidding tomorrow and the day after. As for the free ones, he could return and trade them for the new ones. The crowd left the projection room. Some of them went to see Black Fist and others went to see Gladiator. Most of the successful bidders were eager to go back to their rooms to enjoy themselves.

      I was in no mood to watch any sort of show. I hurriedly went back to my room to find Ivan, and then tried to find a way to find Sanmei and Jin Leehua. Since they didn't appear today, they might appear tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The thought of those disgusting people below the stage pressing down on the auction machine and my girlfriend being placed there like a commodity made my heart ache.

      However, the moment Andre and I entered the room, we saw Ivan and a woman hugging each other. Upon closer inspection, it was the number 37 from before, who was bidding on the auction.

      Ivan turned his face to look at me, and only then did I realize that this fellow's face was covered in tears. The other woman was the same as well, I had misunderstood them, they were actually crying while hugging each other.

      Ivan pointed a trembling finger at the woman in number 37 and said, She... She is Irina …

      I almost cried when I heard this. I thought, We've been through most of Russia just to find your body, but this man is still alive. How many times have we almost become a corpse? If you are not dead, who is the ghost that has been holding your father? Where did the Snake-neck Beast's projection at the bottom of the water come from? All of this doesn't make sense?

      After being asked by me, this beautiful Irina who had just reunited with her cousin first used a look of reminiscence, then quickly turned into an expression of pain, and finally cried out loudly while holding onto her head. Ivan immediately held her in his arms, saying loudly that you're safe. At the same time, he glared at me, indicating that all of this was caused by my problems.

      He thought to himself, I'm even more wronged than Dou Er, who knows how she could have reacted so violently. At this time, Andre spoke up from the side. This is a typical strong mental stimulus that causes brain function injuries and body metabolism disorders. We often encounter this kind of situation when fighting against cases where people from other countries buy things.

      Perhaps it was because his mind was in a state of confusion, Ivan didn't understand what he meant, so he asked with a loud voice, What do you mean? Is she crazy? "

      No, it's not madness. It's selective amnesia. This is a self-protection and defense mechanism in the human brain. It seals off the stimulation and refuses to remember, so as to avoid a general nervous breakdown. I explained for Andre, because I felt that my communication with Ivan would be smoother.

      Then how can I heal her? Ivan asked, hugging his cousin.

      Generally, you need to use psychotherapy. I heard that hypnosis is a good method. Release the suppressed memories and release the patient, telling her that she has been released and will recover after a period of treatment. Otherwise, your cousin will wake up from nightmares frequently. I said cautiously, trying not to irritate him with words that were too strong. There's already someone in this room who's not in his right mind, and one more is even scarier.

      When he saw Ivan hug his cousin, his eyes were filled with tears, his mind was on fire, and he appeared to be in a daze. I patted him on the shoulder to cheer him on, It's good that people are alive, as long as there's hope as long as they don't die, my wife can hypnotize, and you can also pay for your cousin to find the best therapist. But the prerequisite is that we have to escape from here and let the outside world know about this matter. Your government will not allow this kind of underground organization to exist.

      Yes, we don't just want to save your cousin. The first thing we need to do after we leave is to bring our special forces brothers to save everyone here, I promise, Andre solemnly said as he walked forward and held Ivan's hand.

      I will kill the person who caused her death with my own hands! Ivan was like a awakened beast, his eyes filled with the desire to kill.

      Alright, then our next question is how do we find Sanmei and Jin Leehua in this gigantic and complex underground military facility? I rubbed my aching head and began to think...

      CHAPTER 204 - BLOOD DRAGON 1

      But before we could start searching, the computer received a mail from the local area network. Opening it, we saw a schedule for tomorrow's event, as well as photos and materials of the 50 beauties bidding for the auction. Sanmei and Jin Leehua were impressively among them.

      The most amusing thing was that the two of them had been made into a pair of auction houses, and the names of this duo were actually quite scary, what kind of Ice Snow and Demon Fox combination? I really don't know what kind of sour guy he was, but to be able to come up with such a long name, he really fit the temperament of the two women, Sanmei and her.

      Both of them had changed into beautiful clothes, and after taking a shower and eating, my worries were finally relieved a little. After all, the two of them weren't weak, and Sanmei still had the Fragrant technique.

      But as he stared at the photo more closely, he felt that something was wrong with the two of them. Perhaps the photographer of the clubhouse had forced them to pose so that they would be more sexy, because the two of them were side by side, with Sanmei moving slightly backwards and Jin Leehua in front. Both of Jin Leehua's hands were stuck above her waist, almost reaching the location of her ribs, because this way of looking at him would expose long and thin strips from her legs, making her originally sexy body go up another level.

      Sanmei's right hand made a gesture of listening to the phone, her thumb and pinky pointed on the left side of her face, while her right hand held a cup of red wine. It was like an advertisement for red wine. However, I keep having the feeling that with Sanmei's intelligence, even if she was at the muzzle of someone's gun, she would still think of a way to send out some information.

      The photo was different from the video. If it was a video, Sanmei would probably send a corresponding message to me using the blink of her eyes or the seemingly unconscious tapping of her fingers. Furthermore, she also knew that the few of us would definitely be in this perverted place that had been converted from a gigantic military base.

      Furthermore, the most important thing was that even if the other party saw her message, they would still not understand. Only the two of us would be able to understand. I used my hand to gesture for her to make a phone call. In my mind, I suddenly realized that this was the '6' in the Chinese digits. The Chinese figure is different from the Europeans. The Chinese open their thumb and forefinger, which means eight, and in the United States this represents the number two. Therefore, Sanmei must have used this hand gesture to convey the meaning of six.

      His other hand was holding onto a cup of wine. The wine sounded identical to the Nine, could it be that Sanmei wanted to …?

      Thinking about this, I shook my head hard, thinking, I'm not done yet. Why are you thinking about all this nonsense? If he carefully looked at the top six and the bottom nine, then the number he had to guess was 69.

      But what did it represent? I started to work hard to figure out what Sanmei was best at. Wing Chun, firearms, multinational languages, computer hackers …

      When he thought of computer hackers, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind. What does 69 represent in a computer? I checked through my meager computer knowledge and immediately found the answer.

      In ASCII code, the capital letter E.

      Then, she took a look at Jin Leehua's actions. She had her left hand under her ribs, her right thumb in her palm, her four fingers pointing downwards, her fingertips pointing towards the ground. Combining the movements of the two of them together, I finally understood that they are in Area E of the 4th Floor of the Underground World. Our current location is Area A of the second underground floor. We need to understand the terrain before we can make our next move.

      After thinking about it, I put on my mask again, leaving Ivan to take care of his terrified cousin. Andre and I decided to go out and see if we can get close to the elevator.

      According to the numbers we had seen in the elevator, the fourth floor was the lowest. The underground military facility was a well shaped structure. The four areas connected to the field shaped structure would have elevators leading up and down, but every time we tried to get close to the elevator, we would be stopped by the guards. The fire door to the parking lot was half open, with a dozen more men standing guard.

      I changed places and pretended to be lost, but it didn't work either.

      The clubhouse's operators were very manageable. All the guests needed to eat, drink and have fun could be found in this area, so the elevator was only used by the staff. Any guest wearing a mask who attempted to get close to the elevator would be stopped mercilessly. Every elevator had more than two guards holding a Assault Rifle. Helplessly, Andre and I went to our floor's E area. We wanted to see if we could find any ventilation or fire escape routes.

      The E section of the second floor was where the black boxing was, and from a distance the excited shouts of the audience could be heard. A black boxer had just been strangled alive by a white muscle-man when we entered the second floor. As the black man struggled, his movements gradually slowed to a halt. The atmosphere at the scene reached its peak. The people who won the bet applauded loudly, while the ones who lost cursed even louder. Regardless of the outcome, they all did the same action, taking out money from their attendants' chests to prepare for the next round of bets.

      All of the male spectators in the venue were wearing masks. It seemed to be the bodyguards for the guests and their attendants. Some women without masks served tea on the side. According to the rules of this clubhouse that we saw on the service list, whether it was the beauties that were given away for free or the bids that were made, they would be accompanied throughout the entire event. If the service there wasn't good, we could complain to Nicolas about it and change it for free.

      After finding an empty seat, I pretended to stretch my body and look at the ventilation hole above my head and in the corner of the wall. My heart cooled down a little, the military base's equipment standards were indeed incomparable to ordinary office buildings or residential buildings, even the ventilation hole was welded onto steel bars as thick as a thumb. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the guards at the door, I had to stay and watch the match before I left.

      One of them was the winner. He was a white man with a height of more than 2 meters and muscles like a bodybuilder. He looked like he was the victor in the previous match and was currently waving to the audience.

      The other one was an Asian who had just entered the arena. Judging from his skin color, he should be from Southeast Asia. His height was only 1.7 meters, which was more than one head shorter than his opponent. He didn't have much muscles on his body, but he looked sturdy. Plus, he was quite black, and after warming up, his body was covered with a layer of sweat. Under the light, his body actually had a metallic luster.

      The second guy didn't scream or make any noise. Instead, he wrapped the handle with hemp rope. After doing that, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the east in a very pious manner. There were curses coming from the audience while some of them threw their bottles at him. Although the cage like boxing stage blocked the bottle, it still splashed all over his body. He did not get angry, but turned his head expressionlessly to wait for the show to start.

      The staff took the tablet and moved it back and forth between the seats, collecting money and sending the seat numbers and bets into the software. The software connected to the local network would compile the information onto the computer in front of the boxing commentator and display it synchronously on a large LCD monitor suspended directly above the boxing ring. While I was reading, I was thinking about this f * cking place. The level of informatization was really high, and it was even more efficient than the government agencies.

      The odds are 1: 3. Most people bet on the Caucasian, but after observing for a while, I decided to bet on the Asian. Those people would definitely think that it's better to fight if one is big, but people like me who have spent all my time observing people's movements would know that if we were to observe a person's fighting strength, all the muscle scars and scars would be nothing more than floating clouds.

      The worst kind of gaze was floating, but it was erratic. This kind of people were afraid of pain and death, but they were usually better at playing mental arts. Being one level higher than Fu Fu was cruel, but the fierce look in his eyes (which didn't count) was more severe. He could be ruthless to others, and also be ruthless to himself. He could endure hard training, so he would also have stronger combat strength. A level higher than ruthlessness was empty. Just by looking at this person's empty eyes, one would feel that this person was unable to gauge its depth. This kind of person not only wanted to kill, but in his eyes, killing was no different from killing a chicken. Not only did he not care about the lives of others, but he also didn't care about his own life. This kind of person was the scariest.

      He stood there like a stone pillar, listening to the host's introduction of the Xue Loong. If one looked carefully, one would find that the master's name was perhaps related to his tattoo, a dragon with blood on its chest was writhing in the fiery red clouds. It looked like it was struggling to survive, and the scene was quite tragic, but it was also very imposing.

      I turned my head towards Andre and said, I bet 40 seconds that the competition is over and the Asian contestants are victorious.

      Oh? Since you're so confident, then I'll go and place my bet. Since it's not my own money, if you win and I leave it behind, then your salary really won't be enough." Andre complained as he waved for the staff to come over. He paid $2000 to the Asian people.

      A gong sounded, and Behan began. The candidate immediately took half a step back and took a side stance. He used a fist strike at lightning speed. Judging from the position and posture of the frame, the man was probably a boxer, because he had a higher frame and was inclined to face his opponent head-on.

      After the Xue Loong heard the gong sound, its eyelids twitched, and it stood there stiffly until the fist that was as big as a sandbag almost touched its nose, then moved its neck as though it was shaking, dodging the opponent's attack without giving it a chance to react. This dodge was when my opponent's fist had completely extended and I was unable to change my move in time. My eyes immediately widened and two words flashed in my mind, Expert!

      CHAPTER 205 - BLOOD DRAGON 2

      After dodging the attack, why did the Xue Loong launch a two hit combo with a fist as quick and as quick as a snake's tongue?" Because his speed was too fast, he landed a heavy punch on the Caucasian man's huge chin. Then, he quickly raised his elbow and hit the Caucasian man with an uppercut.

      The force of the two consecutive blows caused the Caucasian man to uncontrollably fall back. He was about to fall face up onto the ground. When he was out of balance and unable to dodge or evade, Xue Loong took the opportunity to fiercely attack the white fighter's exposed throat with an elbow strike. Following the sound of bone shattering, the 200 pound body weight of the white fighter fell to the ground with a large cloud of dust. The whole process did not have any unnecessary movements. In one breath, it was as smooth as flowing water. The violent and bloody battles, the hard ascension allowed people to experience the essence of art.

      The entire arena went silent. Everyone stared at the arena with their mouths wide open, as if they couldn't believe what they had just seen. It was only when a guy who forgot to swallow the cola started to breathe heavily coughed that everyone came back to their senses.

      At this time, the Xue Loong on the stage was

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