MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy-Chapter 366 Sanitation workers in Arkham

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the ankle he flew out, and he didn't know what happened in a trance.

He didn't even feel the pain because of the paralyzing poison.

When he wanted to stand up, he stumbled to the ground. Then he looked down and found that his legs had completely disappeared from the knee. On the cross section of the wound, he could clearly see the twisted Minced meat and spiral shredded meat, blood was dripping rapidly from these things.

"What happened?"

The middle-aged man didn't even know who was where and what kind of weapon attacked him.

"Is it a gun? How can a gun have such a huge power?"

When the middle-aged man was stunned, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the ground beside him.

There was a bullet hole the size of a thumb, and a lot of blue smoke was emitting from it at this time.

Following the angle of the bullet hole, he turned his head in the opposite direction and looked at it. His eyes were still sharp at level 23.

At this time, he clearly saw that on the roof of the building about 100 meters away, a young man with an exaggerated huge gun stood up with a smug smile on his face.

"Actually... it's really a gun." Although he wanted to be shocked, the powerful paralyzing potion had already begun to work, making his mind stiff.

The severed limbs and blood that splashed out suddenly caused a panic among the people around.

But in less than two minutes, three patrolling police officers rushed over quickly, and then began to appease the people.

At this time, Art took Vic out of the hotel, and then a black car stopped, loaded the middle-aged man into the car under the watchful eyes of everyone, and took it away directly.

The three of Art had just left, but within five minutes, a group of middle-aged men and women dressed as sanitation workers came over.

They skillfully picked up the severed limbs, cleaned up the splattered flesh and blood, deducted the bullets that had hit the ground, and then used a special machine to fill the bullet holes and smooth them out.

It can be seen that their movements are very skilled, and the use of special cleaning agents is also very powerful.

The hard-to-wipe blood stains on the ground were quickly decomposed into transparent liquid after they sprayed some transparent liquid, and then wiped with a dark rag, everything was clean.

But in ten minutes, the street where the **** scene just happened has returned to normal.

The broken limbs, minced meat, and blood have all disappeared, and even the bullet holes just now can't be found. It seems that nothing happened here just now.

The surrounding residents and businessmen were also alerted and driven away by the police and left without seeing much.

But there are still many people who see that magical scene through the corner of their eyes.

"My God, how did they do it? What is that transparent liquid? It's very useful to wash blood, right?" A businessman who had just arrived in Arkham a few days ago said excitedly.

This is a young man in a suit sneering: "You just came here a few days ago, right? A newcomer!"

The young businessman was a little surprised: "How did you know?"

The young man in a suit said casually: "This kind of scene is common in Arkham. You must know that Arkham is the birthplace of the legendary blood therapy. There is no organization in the world that understands blood better than them. They have special knowledge about blood. Is there any problem with the cleaning method?"

The young businessman was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head: "Thank you for your advice, haha! I forgot about it!"

As he said, he looked around and said, "It's so lively and prosperous here. It's completely different from the rumored backwardness, chaos, and mystery."

"That was the Arkham of the past! The current Arkham has already transformed into a new life under the leadership of the great mayor!" A passing Arkham resident said with pride and admiration.

The young businessman was a little surprised. After the residents left, he whispered, "I heard that the residents of Arkham are very xenophobic and rarely talk to outsiders!"

The young man in suit seemed to be very willing to explain: "You don't know that. Although the residents of Arkham are still very xenophobic, they are much better than before. The most important thing is that they worship the mayor here. If you Complimenting the mayor in front of the locals is a great way to get help from the locals."

The young businessman was very excited: "So it is! You know so much!"

The young man in a suit handed over a business card: "Ximu Tour Guide Agency, we specifically help you outsiders who have just come here to explain the necessary knowledge, familiar with the rules and terrain here, are you interested? The daily fee is only five Rosa coins."

The young businessman nodded happily, stretched out his hand and asked with a smile, "Yes, it's nice to meet you. My name is Newton Pava, how about you?"

The young man in a suit smiled and stretched out his hand: "Joseph, Joseph Enns."

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On the other side, the backyard of the Arkham Community Security Bureau, the second basement floor.

The location of the Arkham Community Security Agency is at 5477 Hyde Street in the Central District, and the building above ground is a new five-story building.

The entire building is not large and looks very ordinary.

But what others don't know is that there is a huge underground fortification under this new building, with a total of five floors.

Each floor holds prisoners of different levels, the greater the threat, the lower.

At the same time, there are several underground passages. Through these passages, you can directly lead to the Arkham Sanatorium, the Arkham Research Institute, and the Arkham Cultural Bureau that Sheena is responsible for.

Art and the three handed the middle-aged man to Seth, the warden in charge of this place.

Now Seth has been withdrawn from the Arkham Troupe and has become the warden in charge of the prisoners here.

Strictly speaking, people in the Arkham Theater today have their own functions and jobs~www.novelbuddy.com~ are scattered among various departments of Arkham.

"This time it was a tough one," Art said after handing him over.

Seth, who had completely merged with the Scarlet Executioner, gave off a twisted and cold feeling.

Neither Jimmy nor Vic, who were behind Art, dared to get too close.

After hearing Art's words, Seth whispered, "I like hard stubble."

Art reminded: "I know your means, but be careful. I checked him on the way, and his mind was given thought protection by a powerful person. According to my estimation, at least a demigod. level."

Hearing this, Seth was a little surprised. He looked down at the middle-aged man whose body was numb but his eyes were very calm. He turned to Art and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

Art smiled: "There is a reception tomorrow, are you coming?"

Seth's eyes lit up slightly: "If the interrogation goes well, I will definitely be there."