847: C847 Eighteenth Floor

C847 Eighteenth Floor

Bang!

The moment the door closed, it began to shake. Then, the entire Dragon City seemed to tremble for a moment. Many pairs of eyes looked in this direction with different emotions.

There was a residential area opposite the city police station. The residential area was made up of high-rise residents, and an eighteen-story building stood in the middle. The developers had finished renovating it and had sold it all. In the Dragon City area, the price of housing was extremely expensive. But because this place was close to Dragon City High School, it belonged to the school district and was extremely expensive.

Because it was so outrageously expensive, it seemed like the most expensive building was bought by a single person.

However, the owner didn't stay in the building for three months, so when the lights were turned on at night, the entire building fell into darkness.

Some people say that the owner bought is an investment, waiting for the house price to double before selling.

Some people said that the owner was a rich man who wanted to buy the whole building for his son. It was his son's birthday present, but because his son had died, there was no response.

Others say that this building is very sinister and that the owner of the building had a car accident within a week of buying it.

But there were people on the 18th floor.

He didn't know why the real estate company would have to make the floor 18. Because the floor 18 wasn't a lucky number, but a real estate agent had to do it.

Within an apartment on the third floor.

Behind the living room door hung a flower umbrella, which was decorated with magical runes. The umbrella was scarlet and exuded a bone-piercing cold aura, and a person was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, exposing two slender legs. But if you looked up, you would be shocked.

Because he was a man, smeared with makeup, sinister and terrifying.

The Sixth Heavenly King.

He glanced at the police station across the street and sighed, "How could I be missing in such a lively place? I wonder if he will come. "

He took up the makeup box, decided that the lipstick was not bright enough, wiped it off, and changed into a rose-red one, smiling contentedly as he sang Beijing opera.

He was waiting.

Sixth floor.

A pair of resentful eyes stared at the door, as if wanting to swallow the National Emblem at the door. A bone-piercing cold air stirred up the room.

Gu Ning clenched his fists, Venomous Insect s came out one after another from his ears and entered his mouth. The densely packed Venomous Insect lied on the wall as they quietly breathed.

The ground was covered with insects and poisonous gas. Even after Gu Ning leaves, the apartment would still be infected by poison. If anyone walked in, they would definitely die.

Ever since he was forced to kneel down, he had become the laughingstock of the martial arts world. In order to survive, he forcefully suppressed his humiliation. The reason he had become a saint was because he could endure.

He only laughed the best in the end.

He was waiting.

On the ninth floor.

The ground was strewn with Redbud Flowers and a big red robe covered them. A pair of beautiful legs were hidden inside, blending together with the red flowers as if she was a flower on the floor.

She held the red wine cup and shook it gently. After taking a sip, she looked at the entrance of the city police station and whispered, "Before the waves have settled, they start again."

As the spokesperson of the Great Thunderchant Temple in Dragon City, he was seventy to twenty years old this year. His skin was as smooth and attractive as an eighteen year old's. The Redbud Flower in the apartment was like a dark red blood, and it was also like the red wine in a wine cup, reflecting a terrifying face. His face was pitted, as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

Her name was Hua Xieyu, and she had never taken the initiative to appear, but in order to watch a good show, she had personally come to this building.

She was waiting.

Twelfth floor.

A middle-aged man was knocking against the table. The "Drip Drip Drip Drip" sound he made sounded like the galloping of tens of thousands of horses. His eyes were cold and his body emitted a decisive and murderous aura.

There was a Mitsubishi Thorn on the table, left behind by the special forces. It was originally a very common killing weapon used by the Chinese special forces, but the aura it gave off was extremely bloody and could be felt even from a few floors away.

If not for the fact that all the experts in this building were unaffected, just the murderous aura from the Mitsubishi Spike alone would have caused ordinary people to go crazy and caused great damage to their Spiritual World.

On the 15th floor.

Qing Qing sat by the window with her chin in hand, staring at the police station in a daze. An old servant stood beside him. He was old and frail, as if he would fall to the ground if the wind blew on him.

"Little girl, why are you so depressed?" the old servant asked with a smile.

Qing Qing replied with a question: "I don't know why, but I'm not very happy to see Yang Ping fall into the trap. The young miss said that she will come and find Yang Ping personally.

The old servant laughed and scolded, "Little girl, the little miss didn't ask you to come here to save her. If he doesn't even have that much ability, why would he make the young miss pay attention to him? "

Qing Qing said in surprise, "Yes, I find it strange that Miss would notice Yang Ping when she was not strong enough. One must know that in the martial arts world, there are many young elites. Any one of the holy lands is stronger than him. "

This was something Qing Qing didn't understand.

The old servant shook his head and sighed: "This is the place where Miss is not like ordinary people. Being able to predict the future, Yang Ping might be a very important chess piece."

Qing Qing nodded, and said thoughtfully: "With Miss's capabilities, aside from Holy Maiden s with Cihang Quiet Building, the rest of the people are not in Miss's eyes."

The old servant quipped: "I saw that after you came into contact with Yang Ping, you became worried about gains and losses. Do you want me to tell young miss that you're interested in Yang Ping?"

Qingqing said in embarrassment: "Uncle Shan, what nonsense are you talking about? I only pity him, that's all. Last time he let me go, I can't bear to see him fall into a trap that was set by someone else."

The old servant said helplessly, "Alright, since you said so, I have no other choice. However, it was impossible to help. We are, after all, Hell Sect, so it is impossible for us to help Immortal Medicine Sect s. "

Qing Qing sighed, saying, "That's right, the relationship between Immortal Medicine Sect and itself is not good."

The two of them chatted casually, seemingly not feeling any sense of danger amidst the tense atmosphere. The city police station's entrance was quiet as usual, which was why it was strange.

Qing Qing and the old servant began to think of other things. Their status surpassed the Dragon City and they talked about distant places. For example, the other Sacred Grounds as well as the world's structure.

On the 18th floor.

Empty.

But no one went up.

This place seemed to be deliberately left behind. It was a taboo place. Even someone as powerful as Hell Sect did not go to the eighteenth floor. The 18th level represented the true Abyss Hell.

Everyone was waiting.

Waiting for Yang Ping's arrival.

When Zhu Xi was being questioned at the city police station, all the experts around him seemed to have disappeared in an instant. Be it bodyguards or lawyers, under some special circumstances, they all left.

The city's police station was a kilometer wide. It was absolutely quiet.

The eighteen-story building opposite the city's police station was like a forbidden area. In the flanking apartments, the owners felt that the air conditioner was too cold, so they turned up the temperature. Even though the air conditioner was turned off, they still felt goosebumps.

It was as cold as winter.

A bone-piercing cold.

In the interrogation room, Du Ying looked at Zhu Xi coldly, touching the gun, her face contorted, revealing a dense killing intent at times, and extremely conflicted at times.2

Killing, revenge.

It was a matter of course.

Gradually, Du Ying's face turned red and turned black, leaving behind tears of blood.

Just then, Yang Ping arrived at the city s gate and raised her head to look at the sky.

The sky was clear and the clouds were thick.

He had a bad premonition. The moment he stepped into the city, he felt a sense of danger, but it was only a crisis. He did not care. Even if it was too dangerous, he would enter without hesitation.

He had an invincible confidence.

A parrot jumped down from the tree at the entrance and cried out, "Big red robe, flowery dress, big red hat, flowery dress …"

BOOM!

A building in the city police station suddenly exploded.

Right in front of his eyes, a mushroom cloud exploded, and then the building collapsed with a loud bang.

He was right in front of him.

Yang Ping disappeared.

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