mesbooks Chapter 208 The Rampage of Dusk
Chapter 208 The Rampage of Dusk
Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, California, at Venice Beach, the United States.
A middle-aged man wearing a sun hat and a floral shirt is lying on a deck chair.
He basked in the sunlight, sipping coconut juice while answering the phone, his brow furrowed.
"Hmm, hmm? Dusk was seriously injured? Is the information from the Anomaly Management Bureau accurate?"
His name is Niulang.
He is the Grand Master of the Way of Peace and also the one who knows the most about the taboo items of the Zero Antique Shop.
How could the mastermind, who is immortal, be so severely injured by the evil Qilin?
On the other end of the phone was Prince Heng's muffled voice:
"There's no mistake."
The Cowherd pondered for a moment, then murmured:
"If it's that eye, it's possible that it caused the twilight state to decline."
The voice of Prince Heng, tinged with murderous intent, came from the other end of the phone:
"Your Excellency, what should we do?"
Should we... take this opportunity to wipe out the Forbidden Society in one fell swoop?
The Cowherd was silent for a while:
"It is unknown to what extent his condition has declined."
Even if it's just a small wound, taking any rash action would be counterproductive.
On the other end of the phone, Prince Heng said helplessly:
"Should we waste this golden opportunity?"
A sinister smile crept across the Cowherd's lips:
"Do you know why I didn't let you touch that traitor before?"
Prince Heng was taken aback:
"The Evil Jade Dragon?"
Initially, the evil Qilin tricked itself, causing itself to hold off the twilight and buy time for the Spear of Longinus to revive.
After thinking it through, Prince Heng was furious and wanted to cause trouble for the evil Qilin, but was stopped by the Cowherd.
Because the evil Qilin's strategy was correct.
Both the Seven from the Spear of Longinus and the Black God indeed had the ability to banish Twilight to the void warp.
Although Twilight ultimately defeated the Black God, even the Cowherd didn't expect that the Spear of Longinus wasn't the Evil Qilin's killing move.
The real killer move is at Dream Island Resort.
This Black God is nothing more than the second "Prince Heng" to hold back the twilight.
The evil Qilin has now made a great contribution, and his methods have completely won over the Cowherd, so the Cowherd is naturally reluctant to kill him.
However... the Evil Jade Dragon might not be the case.
The Cowherd has the complete dossier on the Black God incident.
He knew that Xie Yujiao had stopped the investigators who were trying to cause trouble at the crucial moment.
Once the Witches are forcibly taken out of the 24th Middle School by the investigators, Twilight may not be able to easily defeat the Seven Heroes and Black God.
This is a blatant betrayal of the Way of Peace.
Prince Heng wanted to capture Xie Yujiao and vented all his anger, which stemmed from being beaten to a pulp by Huanghun and leaving only his head, on Xie Yujiao.
However, the Cowherd disagreed.
The Cowherd said:
"Now you can use the pretext of hunting down traitors to capture Xie Yujiao."
Prince Heng on the other end of the phone finally understood:
"If Twilight hadn't been seriously injured, he would definitely have helped the Witch Society stop the Way of Peace."
Hehe, after all, this is like plucking the tiger's fur!
If Twilight doesn't show up to help the Witch's Guild, hehehehe, that means... Twilight is really in bad shape!
The Cowherd smiled:
"Go and do your errand."
On the other end of the phone:
"Here you go!"
The Cowherd put down his phone, closed his eyes, and reviewed everything.
Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted over.
The cowherd turned his head, and there was a young girl next to him.
Even when the young woman is only wearing a bikini, she exudes an air of elegance and nobility.
He exudes an air of nobility and is of exceptional quality.
The girl looked displeased.
The Cowherd asked cautiously:
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
The girl frowned as she looked at the gloomy sky:
It's going to rain.
The Cowherd smiled:
"That's how it is at the beach here; the weather is unpredictable and changeable."
The girl snorted coldly:
"Not as good as Great Xia!"
The Cowherd nodded:
"That's natural."
The girl crossed her arms:
"It's boring."
The Cowherd chuckled and said:
"That's easy!"
The Cowherd looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and whispered:
"retreat."
As if instructed or frightened, the dark clouds quickly moved away from the area.
Tourists on the beach, who were preparing to leave because of the impending rain, were surprised to see this and burst into cheers.
The cowherd turned back to look at the girl:
"Your Majesty, please enjoy yourself."
The girl beamed with joy, then immediately composed herself, giving the cowherd an arrogant glance:
"You know how to get things done."
......
Meanwhile, at four o'clock in the morning.
The old town of Nanhai, the alleyways.
The streetlights were malfunctioning, flickering on and off, illuminating the figure of a long-haired woman.
The woman was pretty and tall, carrying two bottles of beer.
Her name is Song Yao, and she is a security officer in the South China Sea Security Bureau, in charge of the publicity department.
Song Yao walked to the old bench, sat down, and opened a can of beer.
After drinking the cold beer, she showed a refreshed expression.
In this sweltering summer, there's always a story waiting to be unfolded. What could be more refreshing than an ice-cold beer after working overtime?
"Sizzle~"
The streetlights nearby malfunctioned, and the sudden crackling of electricity was particularly jarring in the quiet alley.
Song Yao was startled, glanced at the malfunctioning streetlight, and patted her ample chest:
"You're scaring yourself."
Song Yao shook her head self-deprecatingly:
"Seriously, I've heard so many strange things, it always makes me think all sorts of weird things."
As the head of the publicity department, he was naturally aware of the unusual events.
With frequent unusual incidents in the South China Sea, someone always has to "cover up the lie" to appease the public.
With frequent unusual incidents in the South China Sea, someone always has to "cover up the lie" to appease the public.
For example, in the Onmyoji incident, a tornado appeared in the old town in a very strange way.
For example, the Black God incident caused Southsea City to suddenly become dark and gloomy.
In addition, the sheriff needs to close off the area to cooperate with the anomaly investigators.
and many more.....
There always has to be someone who fabricates some plausible lies to make ordinary people think it's all normal.
This job fell to Song Yao.
Due to the recent spate of unusual events, I'm under a lot of work pressure and often have to work overtime until the early hours of the morning.
Sheriffs are human too; they need to learn how to release stress.
Song Yao relieves her stress by drinking alcohol.
However, he has a low alcohol tolerance and simply enjoys drinking.
She never drinks at home.
As a single mother, I don't want my child to see me drunk.
Song Yao was already slightly tipsy when she opened the second bottle of beer.
With slightly dazed eyes, she saw several young thugs with tattoos and dyed hair in various colors walking towards her.
The blond-haired man who was in the lead had already sat down next to her:
"Hey sis, how much?"
It's almost dawn, give me a discount.
Song Yao frowned.
One reason is that this group of people smelled strongly of alcohol, which was very pungent.
Secondly, as a sheriff, when have I ever been humiliated like this?
But a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle.
This group of people is clearly a bunch of drunk and bad guys.
Song Yao stood up, ignoring these people, and prepared to leave.
"Hahaha, holy crap, this drunken chicken has quite a temper!"
"He looks quite handsome when he's angry."
The thugs laughed unrestrainedly.
The leader, a blond-haired man, grabbed Song Yao's hand.
Song Yao gasped as the blond-haired man pulled her into his arms.
The blond-haired man lightly touched Song Yao's face and smiled.
"Okay, you have a strong personality, I like that."
"Brother will give you some extra money; come with me tonight."
The other thugs had already surrounded the area, their faces full of malicious smiles.
Song Yao finally became frightened and swallowed hard.
"I have money, cash, let me go."
Yellow Hair was even happier, and he looked around at his underlings with a grin:
"Looks like my sister's taken a liking to me, huh? Wants to buy me for the night?"
Song Yao steadied herself and tried her best to calm down:
"My brothers are all heroes of the martial arts world, they wouldn't make things difficult for a woman like me, would they?"
"I'll give you money, just let me go, and pretend we never met."
A thug snatched Song Yao's bag and rummaged through it:
"Wow! This young lady actually has quite a bit of money."
As the thug rummaged through the items, he pulled something out, and his face turned ugly.
"Big brother, look at this."
The blond-haired man glanced at what the thug was holding, and instantly sobered up.
Police officer's badge?
Is this woman a sheriff?!
The blond-haired man stared blankly at Song Yao, whom he had pulled to sit on his lap, his face filled with fear and a barely perceptible hint of murderous intent.
"Are you a cop?"
Song Yao glanced at the thugs' expressions and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that his identity as a sheriff intimidated them.
The blond-haired man grabbed her by the neck, and Song Yao couldn't breathe.
She looked up in horror at the blond-haired man and saw his murderous eyes.
Yellow Hair said quietly:
"Drinking has caused trouble again."
I was just trying to tease you.
If you were an ordinary person, I'd let you go after having some fun with you.
"If you were a sheriff, that wouldn't work. I was just released on bail; I can't afford to have you call the police."
Song Yao felt her breathing becoming increasingly difficult, fear creeping from her heart to her eyes, and she said with difficulty:
"Please, don't kill me, I have a child."
I'll stay with you, anything is fine with me.
The blond-haired man ignored him and increased the pressure in his hand.
"Brother, why don't you hold back? I've never tasted a female sheriff before."
Among the group, a teenage thug stared at Song Yao with a malicious look on his face.
Yellow Hair squinted and released his grip.
Song Yao covered her neck and coughed incessantly.
The blond-haired man glanced at the crowd:
"One person, one time; we did this together."
Song Yao's face was ashen as she struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from Huang Mao's grasp.
Then, she saw something, and a will to survive instantly ignited in her eyes:
"Help me!"
The thugs followed Song Yao's gaze.
In the distance, a figure, covering his forehead, staggered towards them.
He walked to the vicinity of the malfunctioning streetlight, the flickering light casting his long shadow in and out of view.