Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Old Zhao didn't answer the phone?"

The little fox jumped onto Wang Jin's shoulder, looked at his phone and frowned.

"Ah, I might guess what he's been up to all this time."

Wang Jin sighed and put the phone back in his pocket.

God's evil, Zhao Guangming, a woman.

The appearance of these words in the same paragraph can explain many problems in itself.

"I didn't expect Lao Zhao to be very flirtatious when he was young. Such a dangerous woman would dare to go up to him."

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and muttered something in a low voice.

It can cause a big event that caused a sensation in the strange talk circle at that time, and it can also directly determine the ownership of the god's eyes.

That woman is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Brother Zhao will be all right?"

Leonard frowned and looked at Wang Jin.

"Don't worry, his life is hard."

Wang Jin tilted his head, showing an indifferent expression.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out his phone and called again.

-

"After the two gods meet, there will be disasters."

In the warm office, Mustache leaned on the recliner and flipped through the documents.

The color on his body seems to have recovered a little bit, but it's still a bit strange compared with other things.

"Is there only this level of information on the unclean? It's too amateurish."

"After all, they are just a bunch of mercenaries with no bottom line."

A lazy and mature female voice sounded, followed by light footsteps.

"No knocking again."

The mustache sighed, and looked at the woman in the bright yellow uniform.

"Ha, it doesn't matter."

The woman shook her head and looked at the mustache.

"I have two pieces of news for you, bad news and worse news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"you…"

Mustache turned pale again, but this time he was angry.

"Calm down, isn't the Administration like this all year round, the good news has nothing to do with us."

The woman waved her hand and flipped through the documents.

"The first point, after losing several investigative mysteries, we finally found the approximate location of that wandering god again, but it's a pity that it's very close to the southern district."

"Second point, the unclean people responsible for stopping the wandering gods have all been wiped out, and even the legendary suicidal bird is no match."

"That is to say, after about 10 minutes, the two gods will meet and summon her."

The woman paused and looked at the mustache.

"Isn't that part of your plan, Deputy Chief?"

"Ah, how is that possible."

The man stroked his delicate goatee and took another sip of coffee.

"The director will not let me intervene, and most of the power cannot be used."

"The wandering god has been hiding in human society for seven years without being discovered, and there are no believers around him. I have no way of tracking it. I can only rely on the unclean to provide an approximate location."

"Their communication was cut off a few hours ago, and my eyes are also black."

Mustache waved his hands, seemingly helpless.

"Seeing that you have been so leisurely, I thought you had greeted Zhao Guangming."

The woman smiled and blinked at the mustache.

"I'm anxious too, but it's useless to be anxious."

"As for that kid Zhao Guangming, hasn't he never fought a wandering god?"

The mustache was talking, but suddenly froze.

Zhao Guangming shouldn't have to work so hard for a mere evil.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, the feeling of the mustache has changed. The original nobility disappeared without a trace, but it brought a bit of decadence.

profile.

He put himself in the role of Zhao Guangming.

For a long time, he hesitated to speak.

"Even if you say 'I want to protect the world', subconsciously you still want to see her...?"

"Oh?"

The woman tilted her head and smiled, as if she was rarely interested.

"Sue dead bird, is he such a reckless person?"

"Ah, that's right."

Mustache nodded, showing no emotion on his face.

"If that's the case, I don't have to send anyone over there."

"Is he that strong?"

The interest in the woman's eyes became stronger, she squinted and asked.

"It's not him who is strong, it's that woman who is strong."

Mustache shook his head and let out a soft sigh.

"Since her return is inevitable, I don't intend to add unnecessary casualties."

The man put down the coffee in his hand and stood up helplessly.

"Go see an old friend, the director should not say much."

"I'll go there myself."

-

"Ah, no more calling."

Looking at the dark clouds getting closer and closer in the distance, Wang Jin muttered to himself.

This feeling of blasphemy, and the weird natural disaster.

Although it is slightly different from the one just now, it is basically the same.

Almost without Wang Jin's reminder, that name had already appeared in everyone's minds.

Abomination.

Ma Yao said that there are two gods and evils, and as long as they meet, it will cause disaster.

Wang Jin tried his best to stop one.

What about... the other one?

He suddenly found that no one told himself this from the beginning to the end.

"Uncle Han!"

Regardless of the pain, the young man stood up and roared loudly.

The Frost Giant nodded, and beat the Abomination even more vigorously, preparing to contain it.

Ghost-pressing talisman and other strange-talking equipment can't have much effect on creatures at the level of gods and evils. The best way to use right now is to completely destroy the opponent's body and store them separately.

It's a pity that the self-healing ability of the god who regains his power is too strong, and if he wants to contain him, he can only use part of his self-healing ability first.

Under the constant beating, the healing speed of the abomination slowed down visibly with the naked eye, but unfortunately it was not enough.

"Oh shit."

Wang Jin gritted his teeth as he watched the dark clouds approaching, desperately thinking about countermeasures.

His broken body is no longer able to participate in the battle, of course, this does not mean that Wang Jin will be captured without a fight.

"The key now is this."

Wang Jin frowned, and looked at the eyeballs in his hands that were emitting a faint light.

The evil eyes contained part of his power.

Although I don't know if it will affect the catastrophe after the meeting, but it is good to weaken the opponent.

"Xiao Hei, I have a very important task for you."

Wang Jin called out Xiao Hei, and looked at him seriously.

"Run over there with this thing, as far as you can go, understand?"

"Hey!"

Xiao Hei nodded, looking like he was wrapped around me.

Wang Jinzhen handed the eyeball to him seriously.

In the next second, the eyeball shook unceasingly, and then disappeared into Xiao Hei's body.

The swollen figure glowed slightly due to absorbing an excessive amount of the breath of the dream of death, with a hint of aura similar to that of a god.

"Fuck?"

Wang Jin was stunned.

Xiao Hei does not have a fixed body, and now he is the same as Liu Er just now, he is the bearer of evil eyes.

Can't use power, but can run around with eyeballs.

"That…"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, and a bold idea came to his mind.