MTL - Kneel to Me-Chapter 113

The system displays Song Juyao's data panel.

Master: Song Juyao

Level: Lv2 (You have become the master of the internship, you are too good, if you work harder, you will enter a higher level, please continue to work hard)

Energy points: 227779…310001…381678… (numbers are continuing and rising rapidly)

Creativity Level: Lv3 (You are still far away from calling the wind and calling the rain, but you have become a new creator without any accident. Please continue to create nightmares!)

Servants: 55 (few, but high quality)

Song Juyao stood up, put on the invisibility cloak, and walked out. It was time for her to move on to the next step.

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City C.

A war without gunpowder ended, and the forces spreading from the small town once again annexed a larger force. Several properties, a nightclub and more people were all taken into the pockets of Shen Fang and Su Tiantian.

Master: Shen Fang

Level: Lv1 (still just a trainee master, please keep working hard)

Energy points: 103345...113501...(The data is rising steadily)

Creativity level: Lv2 (still very weak, there is still a long way to go before calling wind and rain)

Servants: 321...344... (the number is steadily increasing, please continue to create nightmares)

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Master: Su Tiantian

Level: Lv1 (still just a trainee master, please keep working hard)

Energy points: 83345...93498...(The data is rising steadily)

Creativity Level: Lv2 (It's still very weak, it's still far away from calling the wind and calling the rain)

Servants: 257...261 (the number is steadily increasing, please continue to create nightmares)

Liang Qiao saw that they had finally upgraded. Although the energy points were so far away from Song Juyao for some reason, Song Juyao obviously created a lot of things, but he rarely saw the energy being consumed. Every thing will have obvious energy consumption.

But things like energy points are very easy to obtain. As their power continues to expand, they will create more and more terror and greed. Division of labor?

Now that the level of creativity has caught up, he is slightly relieved.

A young man with a lean figure and clear eyes entered the nightclub. Shen Fang and Su Tiantian were having a carnival with their subordinates in the nightclub. The former Master Qin was pouring wine for them graciously.

The lights flickered, demons danced wildly, drinks were wasted wildly, men and women were chaotic and distorted. Some people jumped up and down on the second and third floors, chasing and playing.

The youth mixed in, played with them, and after a while, entered the bathroom.

He entered the compartment, touched the earphones in his ears, confirmed that there was no one outside, and said, "That's right, the leaders are really two teenagers, they are Shen Fang and Su Tiantian. Qin Tai is theirs now." Brother, what's even more incredible is that some of them can jump from the first floor to the second and third floors, I'm sure there is no steel behind them—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The young man's breath was stagnant, and he saw a girl lying on the cubicle, looking at him expressionlessly.

He is a policeman with professional training, but he didn't hear any footsteps at all just now, and he didn't notice anyone crawling onto the compartment.

When did she show up? How much did you hear?

A strange sense of fear rose from the bottom of my heart.

"What's the matter? Talk! What's the matter?" In the headset, the teammate asked nervously.

The girl turned her head, not knowing who to tell, "It's a note, boss."

"Really? Now is not the time for the government to discover the secret." A male voice came from outside. It's Shen Fang.

"Understood, boss." The girl said, turning her head to look at the young man, showing a weird smile.

The policeman who came to investigate was killed.

Although most of the audience is at Song Juyao's place, they occasionally come to have a look. After all, they are Song Juyao's opponents. They want to know what they are doing. Seeing the police being killed immediately aroused many audiences. anger.

[It's so disgusting! 】

[These two judges are confused for a reason, fuck, they are stupid and bad! 】

[I knew they were **** when they formed evil forces, but I didn't expect them to be even more rubbish! 】

[Ah, ah, I really want Song Juyao to kill the two of them quickly! 】

[It's just a virtual world, and it's not like killing the policeman, why are you so excited? 】

[This judge is a ruthless person, I like it! If Song Juyao can be defeated, I would like to praise him for being awesome! 】

Of course, Shen Fang knew that the audience would be angry when they saw the police being killed, but he didn't care. He didn't intend to deal with Song Juyao like the star judges in the previous episodes, and he also cared about his own image, for fear of being careless. Being hated by the audience and being tied up, there is no charm at all.

Pure evil can also attract some people, after all, even **** killers have fans. Why can't he have it? As long as he wins Song Juyao in the end and shows the charm of a strong man, he can also gain fame and fortune. Although there will definitely be many people who scold him, but he doesn't care, just scold him, it won't hurt him at all, the real benefit is the most important thing.

Su Tiantian walked in, frowning: "Kill the police?"

Shen Fang: "It's not a good thing for us to confront the government now."

"Of course I know. Take care of the follow-up, and don't let them catch our fox tail."

"Of order, ma'am." Shen Fang said with a smile.

They have been making too much noise recently, the underground forces in City C are changing too fast, and some of their subordinates didn't control themselves properly in order to create terror, and killed people instead. They guessed that they would definitely attract the attention of the police. But it doesn't matter, as long as there is no evidence, they will never figure out what the truth is.

So, not long after, the police officers who were about to enter the nightclub to find someone because their teammate suddenly lost contact, saw his teammate come out of the nightclub intact just before getting off the car.

"Plum!" they called excitedly in low voices.

However, he saw his teammates hurried past their vehicle, stopped a taxi, got into the car and left.

"what happened?"

"I don't know... hurry up and take a look."

They followed the taxi all the way, but saw that the taxi got on the river bridge, and then stopped on the side of the road. They were confused when they saw their teammates run down from the taxi, climbed up the fence, and jumped into the river just like that.

"Plum!" The teammates' eyes were tearing apart.

…

The phone calls of the Hai family and the Li family were almost blown up, and the desires of the rich would spew out just thinking about such a possibility.

Especially those who are sick and elderly.

There are such a small group of people who have such a good relationship with their family that they cannot refuse firmly, and it is difficult for them to directly disclose the existence of Song Juyao.

"If you really want to... just keep it in your mind."

"What? You..." The people over there thought they had been scammed.

"I didn't lie to you! That one said that only when there is a strong desire in people's hearts, can she be inspired."

"Damn! I believe you bastard, you just hide it and refuse to recommend it to me. Well, just treat it as if I fed the dog with the bite I ate back then!"

"..."

In short, it is helpless, but no one believes the truth.

All the people who heard what they said felt very angry. Although they felt that a very powerful expert had appeared, after all, they lived in a modern society and had limited imagination. It's something rather inscrutable.

As a result, people from the Hai family actually made people think in their hearts, isn't this just playing with them? Isn't this scolding them for thinking beautifully?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, so much so that they all got together to complain.

"That old **** is very selfish. He will live a long life and watch the old brothers die!"

"That's right, the feeling of having a one-pot meal back then is gone!"

"If you think about it in your heart, it will appear. Is that a Bodhisattva?"

"I think that he might be telling the truth." A rather refined old man said. The others looked at him immediately, and he said, "Si Jiao's sister and her husband also had adventures. They are not people who cannot be bribed. They said that the expert appeared out of thin air, that he was inspired, and then drew cards for them." ..."

The more you listen to the more ridiculous, how is this possible? ? ? Does this mean an expert? ? It's about God. Draw cards, is it the kind of childish card game that their grandchildren play, who have no idea what the fun is? ?

"So I think, could it be that expert who cast doubt?"

She planned out how to appear in advance, and then said some mysterious rhetoric, but because of the real material, even the old man of the Hai family believed her words.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the only possibility. Forget about those young people like Si Jiao, but the old guy Hai Wentao can still believe his words. Hold it high. Although the expert must confess, but he is too unstyled.

They were chatting, and suddenly found the only old guy in the audience who didn't say anything.

"Old Min, why don't you speak?"

Min Cheng was in the worst condition among the elders present. When he was middle-aged, his legs were crippled due to a genetic disease in his family, and he could only sit in a wheelchair. The worst thing was that none of his sons, grandsons, or granddaughters This genetic disease can be avoided, and the onset is earlier from generation to generation. A few members of the family, all of whom are in wheelchairs, are depressed and depressed.

Therefore, he was depressed all day long, as if he saw the future of the family's decline, but on this occasion, he never said a word.

Elder Min Cheng raised his eyelids to look at the others, and said, "I'm calling for that expert."

"? Did you believe that old man's nonsense?"

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor." Min Cheng said, lowering his eyelids again.

The others looked at each other and didn't bother him anymore, after all, his family was too miserable.

Min Cheng felt that it was unnecessary for them to come to the teahouse to complain about Hai Wentao's childish behavior. He had been trying to solve their family genetic disease for so many years, but it could not be solved medically, so he sought a metaphysical solution. I don't know how many immortals worship Buddha, and he is also tired.

But Hai Wentao and Lin Weiqi let him see his last hope.

If you can really hear his inner calling and strong desire, then please show up, you can pay as much as you want, I want to live, I want to stand up, I want my family to stand up, I want to see the revival of the family !

Back then, when a group of their brothers went into business, he was the best, most talented, and the most outstanding. It was because of this damned genetic disease that the Min family became the bottom one among them. He was not reconciled, really not reconciled! He is the best, and so are his children!

That tall man, that tall man, do you hear my call? Did you hear that?

He was calling in his heart, but he didn't expect Song Juyao to appear out of thin air at all. His thoughts were the same as those of the elegant old man, it was just a mysterious gesture pretended by an expert. He only hoped that when he got home later, he would see the tall man waiting for him in the living room, or ring the doorbell when he returned.

The strong desire and greed turned into energy gushed out of his body.

For a moment, a strange feeling emerged in this low-key and elegant tea room. The voice of the old man who was chatting in full swing suddenly stopped suddenly, and his scalp felt numb. They are clearly still here, but they seem to have entered another dimension. The air was quiet, sticky, and terrifying.

A black shadow slowly appeared in this space out of thin air.

"I heard the voice of strong desire, and I was inspired to come here. This core card that appeared in my draw pool is yours." The mysterious and coercive one can't help but feel awe Hei Ying looked at Mr. Min who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Do you want to draw your destiny card?" It was as gentle and mysterious as if luring prey into a trap.