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    This feeling is very bad.

    But after all, Mephisto is a strong man who has experienced countless successes and failures. After a while, he restrained his incompetent and furious state and thought of the most critical question: Who did it?

    Odin?  Not too possible.

    Although someone from Asgard has been to Earth recently, it was definitely not Odin.

    Odin, who suppresses the nine worlds and is the top powerhouse in the universe, has been Asgard's treasure for thousands of years and has no record of going out to fight.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Gu Yi?  This is somewhat possible, but too unlikely.

    This mysterious Supreme Mage¡¯s spells can completely make special altars disappear instantly, but most of her attention is spent on defending against Dormammu in the dark dimension.

    Mephisto has been doing little tricks for so many years, and he knows nothing about it.

    He only sent clones to the earth to make small troubles, but he was stuck on Gu Yi's psychological bottom line.

    If he dares to show up in person, Gu Yi will never mind beating him up like Dormammu.

    Women are not to be messed with, and even bald female bosses are not to be messed with.

    If this female boss has a supreme magic that can shock multiple dimensions, she will definitely not be offended.

    After pondering over it, Mephisto had no doubts about his target.

    There are many suspected targets, but they are all people who are unlikely to take action.

    In response to this, Mephisto could only turn black - that was really black.

    Waves of black mist emanated from his face, and countless wails sounded in the black mist.

    The special altar is not an ordinary item. It is the only sexual magic prop he created thousands of years ago, and it contains his most core magic.

    With this thing, he got millions of souls from the earth.

    It is shapeless and can form an appearance according to people's thoughts, and then uses various methods to lure people into corruption and collect high-quality souls for them.

    I remember that more than two hundred years ago, the altar was taken by some false believers of the Goddess of Destiny, and it transformed into the appearance of the Destiny Loom.

    Since then, these brain-deficient believers have kept sending him various high-quality souls, which made him very satisfied.

    And using a special altar is selling your soul.

    Once these false believers who have benefited from the special altar die, their souls will also belong to him.

    Mephisto, a black-hearted businessman, took advantage of everyone and didn¡¯t let anyone go.

    Of course he is very satisfied with this special altar.

    If the avatar is the customer service personnel sent by him, then the special altar is the robot customer service that automatically answers simple questions.

    The altar is not as flexible as the clone, but it is a long-term and stable income that you don¡¯t have to worry about.

    Now, this worry-free and trouble-free income channel is gone, but Mephisto can only sigh: "Forget it, let's try to get another one when we have the opportunity."

    He was not in a good mood about this.

    It is a special altar for him, it is really not an ordinary thing.

    Not to mention those weird and precious raw materials, it would take him three to five hundred years to cast spells to complete it.

    What the heck, what a huge loss!

    ¡­¡­

    Luke didn¡¯t know that he had tricked a high-ranking demon lord again.

    After a moment of shock, he did not immediately choose to use the Destiny Loom, but tried hard to suppress his emotions.

    The last time I renovated the storage module, the storage space was shut down for half a day.

    This time when the system panel is being modified, what if the system father goes on strike?

    Tonight, he is here to earn experience and upgrade.

    Those who come out to hang out must be trustworthy.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Kill all of the mutual aid societies, and must kill them all.

    ? said that to earn experience points, you must earn enough.

    But what he didn¡¯t know was that at the moment when the Destiny Loom disappeared into the room, many people in the world suddenly felt a shock in their heads, as if something was missing, and then felt panicked.

    This includes all the killers in the Seventeenth Textile Factory, and they all had this inexplicable reaction.

    Sloan closed his eyes for a moment and frowned: "Do you feel it?"

    More than a dozen named killers in front of him nodded. One woman couldn't help but ask: "Sloan, what's going on?"

    Sloan¡¯s heart was spinning, but he could only shake his head: ¡°I don¡¯t know, but it feels like something is missing from me.¡±

    ?Most of the people nodded subconsciously because they felt the same way.

    For a moment, everyone looked at Sloan, wanting to get an answer from him.

    This old guy is in charge of a lot of secrets of the mutual aid association, and he might know the inside story of what happened just now.

    Unfortunately, Sloan looked uncertain there, but in the end he only said: "I'm tired, let's all go." After that, he turned and left.

    More than ten people looked at each other in confusion, and after making eye contact for a moment, they could only stand up and prepare to leave.

    Bang bang bang!

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!

    Suddenly, a sporadic burst of gunfire rang out.

    Everyone who was about to disperse looked at the door.

    "What's going on? Is it an enemy attack?"

    "Go and have a look."

    In these two simple sentences, everyone rushed towards the gate.

    ??The crowd is extremely fast and there are so many people that they are not afraid even if the cross comes.

    During this period, gunshots rang out several times, but they stopped immediately.

    Everyone only heard the sound of gunshots and knew that someone was shooting at the guards, but they never took action first. They only launched a counterattack after being attacked by the guards.

    What¡¯s even more frightening is that there is only one gunshot from the opponent, but there are several different gunshots from the guards.

    Apparently, several guards lost their lives in the exchange of fire.

    Everyone quickly rushed to the front door and saw that the guards on the city walls and several commanding heights in the castle did not fire anymore.

    There were several commanding heights where the bodies of the guards were lying.

    Everyone was shocked, scattered in several places, climbed up the outer city wall, and looked outside the gate.

    I saw a bearded man wearing a black suit and a slicked back hair standing there in the dark night.

    He held the gun in one hand without raising it, and looked at the people on the wall of the gate quietly.

    Seeing more than a dozen named killers appear, the man in a suit finally said: "Let Sloan come out."

    His voice was calm and devoid of any emotion, similar to how most people speak to order clerks in fast food restaurants¡ªplain, indifferent, neither sad nor happy.

    Everyone was silent, several small groups looked at each other, and no one said a word.

    Finally, the gunsmith spoke: "Who are you?"

    The man in the suit finally tilted his head and lowered his gaze to him: "John Wick. You also call me, Night Stalker."

    Everyone¡¯s hearts skipped a beat, and they were immediately surprised: Is this really crazy?  I sent someone to send a message yesterday, and today I called.  With this attitude, do you think you are destined to join the mutual aid association?  Then what do you call Night Demon? Just call it Night God.

    It was the gunsmith who spoke again: "Here you come."

    The man in the suit did not answer, and even looked away, as if the gunsmith suddenly disappeared.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Everyone cursed secretly in their hearts.

    This act of seeking death is so refreshing and refined!  Do you think this is acting in a movie?

    They didn¡¯t know that although there was no photographer present, someone was really here to act.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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