vncnus Chapter 503
Chapter 503
The night outside the city was getting darker and darker. The gorgeous neon lights in the city were on, noisy music was playing on the roadside, and the streets were crowded.
The faces of the directors of the underworld became more and more anxious.
Three hours had passed. If this continued, would the plan for tonight be ruined?
However, seeing that several king-level bosses were calm, no one dared to question them.
Another hour passed.
Jiang Chen's publicity was so powerful that the King of Samsara was surrounded by waves of women and had not yet left the inner ring city of Rosala. The main reason was that he was really handsome and had great appeal.
"The number of suitors for this kid is almost catching up with me in my old days."
Tiezhu commented in a low voice.
"Xiao Qi, unfold your hypnotic ghost."
At this time, the King of Samsara, who was writing down the phone number of a girl again in front, suddenly spoke.
An old man immediately stepped forward, and a layer of gray energy unfolded, covering everyone, making their expressions dull.
Then, under the leadership of the King of Samsara, a group of people soared into the sky.
The ordinary people who stayed here recovered their composure after a while, looked ahead, and found nothing unusual, and soon walked away.
Outside the city, a group of strong men stood in the air.
"Do you know what I mean by this?"
The King of Samsara turned his head to look at everyone, and when his eyes fell on Jiang Chen, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
"Ghost Qi +..."
His original intention was to lead a group of people out of the city.
After coming out, when everyone was wondering why he did this, he calmly showed the gains from this move.
But because of this kid's trouble, the last step lost a lot of calmness, and he had to rely on the power of strange people to hypnotize ordinary people.
The King of Samsara spread his palm at this time, and a bright red medical record began to slowly condense in his hand.
"Medical record!"
Everyone was shocked.
And this was a medical record that had never been seen before.
"The reason why the First Sick Ward is mysterious enough and has never been discovered is because their accommodation conditions are beyond everyone's expectations."
"They don't catch strong people, nor do they catch people with excellent cultivation talents, nor do they want people with spiritual potential..."
The King of Samsara spoke slowly: "What they want is ordinary people who are far superior to ordinary people in some aspects and have various talents!"
"Around 1985, the world's top realist painter Connie Nantnov disappeared after a field trip in Rosala City."
"... In 1987, a famous musician... the world's top incense master... a top chef..."
"In short, if you are outstanding in any aspect, you may be targeted."
"And the people used in the First Sick Ward to judge and hand out medical records have not suffered any curses or erosion. They use a method that is almost undetectable."
"-Brainwashing."
The words of the King of Samsara made everyone narrow their eyes.
This method is actually very vicious. If a person can become willing to work for the devil, his psychology has long been distorted.
"Lord King of Samsara, who is the spy in the ward in this city? Do we need to control him?" someone asked at this time.
"No need."
King of Samsara saw that the medical record was completely solidified, and his eyes suddenly swept forward and fell on the last woman who asked him to leave his phone number.
"Puff"
The other party exploded and turned into blood and flesh.
His previous actions were mainly to attract this woman out, and use his handsomeness as a supreme talent to obtain the admission qualification of the first ward.
"Let's go!"
A faint red line floated out of the blood-red medical record, guiding the direction, and a group of strong men disappeared in the night.
Deep in the plateau, there was not even a weed on the barren frozen soil. This was a veritable death zone.
In the deserted place, there were wails, screams, hysterical laughter, crazy speeches...
The voices were bustling.
The source was two not-so-tall buildings, standing at the back of a mountain, covered with a small pure black thing.
Some of these monsters look like human eyes with small limbs, and some look like human fingers, sliding softly and bonelessly. They try their best to spy on the people in the building through the windows, imitating their speech and laughter. The scene is extremely weird.
Suddenly, dozens of powerful figures descended.
A pair of indifferent eyes looked down at the two wards.
"Master, come out and die!"
The King of Samsara did not say any extra nonsense, and directly drew out the sword, raised it a little bit, and the terrifying momentum gathered rapidly.
"Destroy my six dojos and kill countless of my disciples."
"Young man, do you really think I am made of mud!?"
A furious voice sounded from the ward, and a middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit, half of his face was distorted, and his whole body revealed a sense of decay. He walked out, suspended in the air, and the powerfulThe momentum was actually on par with that of the King of Samsara.
The collision of their auras made the air make a squeezing sound under the heavy load.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
"Why are you so rude? You start cursing right away. It seems that it is useless to say more to you. Let's see what's going on!"
The King of Samsara sprayed several words in a row, and did not give his opponent a chance to retort. He pressed his hand and slashed with a sword.
The broad sword energy was like a silver-white dragon across the sky, dancing wildly.
"Bang"
With a loud noise that made many half-kings and grandmasters cover their ears, the battle between the two top-level nine-step kings began. They deliberately kept a distance. The medicine master was afraid of destroying the only two remaining sick buildings, and the King of Samsara left these two sick buildings for his subordinates to practice.
At this time, other figures also stood out in the sick building.
Three figures walked out of the third sick building.
A tall old man, with the words "Seventh Ward" written on his badge, he was the dean who escaped from the Seventh Ward, but according to the original intelligence, his strength was a fierce spirit, but now he is far above this level.
A woman, thin, in her forties or fifties, with sharp eyes, judging from the badge, she is actually the dean of the Third Ward.
There is also a child, with all kinds of garbage tied to his body, and even his facial features seem to be picked from a dead person and pieced together.
"Is this the result of the Third Ward?"
"Turning dead things into people and creating life, this is touching the realm of God!"
"It's just a semi-finished product."
"Half-king level, who can deal with it?"
"..."
The crowd was still talking.
The two deans, along with Chen Ren, took a step forward together, and the "death curse" surrounding the ward climbed up their bodies like crazy, their broken eyeballs embedded in their foreheads, and their broken fingers dug into their flesh...
With faces full of pain, they put on the death curse, and their aura continued to increase until they entered the realm of kings!
Three kings.
That's not all.
Another figure walked out of the first ward.
Although there were only two, their horror was far greater than that of the third ward.
One of them was the dean of the first ward, and the other was a patient with multiple personality disorder, with 11 of the world's most outstanding souls living in his body.
When they walked out of the ward, they were entangled in the death curse, and their aura suddenly climbed to-
Six-step king!