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Chapter two hundred and eighty third pleasure

Mr. Weilun no longer cared about provoking Joe. He was almost mentally broken and shouted randomly, like a crazy old man with disorganization, rushing out of the judicial club with his hands and feet and running out along the street.

When he ran out of the judicial club, Mr. Weilun even forgot to wear his bearskin coat and his bearskin hat!

There was snow outside, and the cold wind whistled across the street.

Joe sighed loudly with his hands behind his back: "Oh, kind Mutesty... Poor Lord Wilon, what's wrong with him? Something happened to him at the Whisper Forest Club? Oh, you bastards, why don't you hurry up and follow me."

Qiao sighed with great compassion: "It's snowing outside and the ground is wet. What if he falls to death?"

Shaking his head, Qiao grinned and said, "Even if he didn't fall to death, in such a cold day, he is a thin old man with no warm coat. He is seriously ill after being cold and is seriously ill!"

After 'tsk' twice, Qiao lowered his head to look at the blood on the ground, and said leisurely: "Especially, he vomited blood, which is even worse."

On the Judicial Square outside the club, a sharp police whistle sounded, and a large group of sparrows staying on the branches of the roadside trees flew away.

Dozens of four-wheeled carriages rushed out of the Police Department building north of the Justice Square and sped along the street towards the Whispering Forest Club.

Whether it is the emptied treasure house of the Whisper Forest Club or the death of a group of nobles, it is an extraordinary case.

In particular, among the dead nobles, there were two heirs of the duke, and one marquis... There was also a taboo drug, Wuse Tongshen San... There was no doubt that this was a serious case, and Heidra Fort was in peace again.

The morning party at the Judicial Club collapsed and ended.

A large group of judges and police officers rushed out of the club and ran towards their office building. Some people, either curious, or with other complicated thoughts and purposes, or driving or riding horses, hurriedly followed Justice Weilun and rushed to the Whisper Forest Club where something big happened.

Of course, there are still many people who whispered to each other for a while and scattered to all directions of the imperial capital with various purposes.

The turbulence just happened a few days ago. Fort Heidra, which had been barely calmed down in the past two days, was like an intermittent hot spring that had just subsided. Qiao smashed a huge rock down, causing splashes of water in the sky again.

Qiao Ke was too lazy to pay attention to the consequences of what he did last night. He stayed at the Judicial Club and enjoyed a sumptuous meal comfortably. He even killed three bottles of gold label rum in one breath.

After drinking and eating, Qiao was in a good mood and sang all the way back to No. 158 Qingsong Street.

He was excited and entered his suite, ordering no one to go further without his order. Then he took out the Dark Elves potion and Qi Refining potion, took out several medicinal materials he obtained from the treasure house last night, and began to prepare the improved potion according to the process provided by Laplaci.

His eyes were faintly filled with a crimson light, and Qiao fell into the instinct of "crimson".

In this state, his control over his body reached the extreme, his state of mind was almost cold, and there was no error or flaw in every move.

Exquisite cutting, precise portion size, and precise time control.

The investment of each medicinal material is just right, and the reaction of each medicinal material is accurate.

A dark elf potion in the abyss, a secret qi refining potion in the East Land. The two potions are constantly changing in color as Qiao continues to add new ingredients, and a trace of misty qi continues to flow.

Two hours later, Joe got two brand new potions.

He smiled and looked at the potion that was flashing with a faint glow. Qiao did not hesitate at all and poured the potion into his mouth.

A strange force filled the whole body, and it seemed that there were two more springs in the body. The power continued to pour in, and it quickly flowed into all parts of the body, quickly soaking the whole body, nourishing every cell in the body.

Qiao instinctively started breathing. His body stretched and wriggled strangely, and then curled up into a ball on the bedroom floor. The air in the room began to flow and swelled. Around Qiao, there were circles of black whirlwinds quietly appeared.

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Existence: Joe Rong Weitu

Energy level: Sea of ​​power (perfect state: 100%), Sea of ​​energy (perfect state: 100%), Spiritual sea (perfect state: 18.97%) Secret Eastern Lu Qi Refining Potion (perfect version) (0.01%), Hydra, the second stage of the Delun Empire guardian warship chaos: Chaos of Hydra - Dark Elf of the Abyss (perfect version) (0.01%) (physical power: seven million pounds)

IQ: 86

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Two improved versions... No, the moment the two perfect versions of the second-level potion were taken, Qiao's physical strength suddenly soared.

The IQ he cared most was also increased from 84 points to 86 points because of the further development of the spiritual sea.

The sky above the imperial capital was covered with clouds, and the light in the daylight was gray and very drowsy.

And in Joe's room, the light was even dim.

Qiao's body seemed to have become a faint black hole. Because of his existence, part of the light in the room was swallowed up. At the same time, Qiao's sense of presence was constantly decreasing, and a trace of dark silver patterns could be seen appearing under his skin, flowing around like flowing water.

Joe's nails and toenails gradually turned from normal flesh-red to dark silver.

When the special train heading to Ruer City was attacked, the scalp was burned with a close explosion by the cannon-flowing bullets and burned naked. The black stubble began to grow rapidly. An hour later, Qiao's hair had grown to seven or eight feet long, and his long black and thick hair was piled near his head, like a huge bird's nest.

The space in the suite began to squirm slowly, and a trace of black mist lingered out of the air, scattering into Qiao's body bit by bit. Qiao's long hair was like kelp floating in the sea water, floating in a little bit, automatically without wind, like thin snakes.

Joe fell into a deep sleep.

His body was squirming gently, in a strange way that ordinary people could not accomplish, in a very gentle way, contrary to the huge distortion of human joint tissue.

Just like a huge snake creature, she is resting comfortably in her nest.

Next to Qiao, Mr. Sigensi spread a square black silk cloth on the floor. On the dark silk satin, he embroidered a magic circle with inverted five-pointed stars as the main body, and decorated with complex twisted runes.

Mr. Si Gengsi turned his head and quietly felt the subtle fluctuations coming from Qiao's room. He let out a gentle breath, placed a black crystal ball the size of a fist in the middle of the black silk cloth, then cut open his wrist veins and chanted the complex secret mantra in a low voice.

The secret curse lasted for half a quarter of an hour, and Mr. Si Gengsi released half a bucket of passionate blood.

The blood was soaked in a whole piece of black silk cloth, and the magic circle quietly lit up, and then all the blood was sucked clean.

The black crystal ball floated silently and hovered quietly in the sky three feet high. Countless extremely thin blood-colored lights spewed out from the magic array on the black silk cloth, and the blood light penetrated into the crystal ball. After countless refraction and reflections, it turned into a vast blood-colored light curtain that filled the entire room.

Hessian rough faces emerged in the light curtain, and subtle, intermittent sounds came from the light curtain.

"Si Gengsi, what happened? Master, how can you do?"

Si Gengsi's right hand flashed with a strange light. He gently wiped the wound on his left wrist with his palm, and the bleeding wound disappeared immediately.

He stood up and bowed to Hesen solemnly: "Young Master, you have gained some benefits in the past two days, but he has also provoked some enemies."

With as concise words as possible, Si Gengsi quickly retelled what Qiao had encountered in the past two days.

Hesen frowned: "The Army Department gave Joe the second-level potion? Ha... Sure enough, Fort Hydra is a tiger's den, and Joe took the Abyss Ephemeral potion, which can't be hidden from others... But fortunately, Qiao is a policeman, and the Army Department will not recruit a policeman to the battlefield regardless of his decency."

He snorted coldly, and Hesen said unhappily: "Those enemies... I don't care about any enemy. In short, the young master's safety, you must ensure the young master's safety."

After a pause, Hessen lowered his voice: "The one you know, there is a sum of money in the secret account of the Royal Bank of Ice Sea Fort Heidra Branch."

"When it's time to spend money, just spend money." Hesen breathed heavily: "Turun Port is too far from the imperial capital, and the family power is beyond reach. Si Gengsi, everything depends on you."

Si Gengsi nodded. He was about to say something, but the black silk cloth spread on the ground spontaneously ignited without fire, and instantly burned into a wisp of blue smoke. The black crystal ball suspended in the air made a harsh cracking sound, and then exploded into a bunch of shiny pieces and sprinkled all over the ground.

Si Gengsi frowned and shook his head helplessly.

"Damn... the distance is too far..." Si Gengsi murmured: "After all, it is a copy, not a real taboo thing... After all, it is just a copy. If you use it once, you will lose one, it is really... damn."

Time passed quietly, one morning, one afternoon, one evening...

In the early morning of October 30th, before dawn, Qiao, who was curled up on the ground, woke up from his long insomnia.

He slowly moved his limbs and stood up slowly.

There was no light in the room, and there was no light at all; the metal pipes running through the wall brought the high-temperature hot steam from the boiler outside, and the room was as warm as spring, and it was even a little hot. Through the wall, Qiao clearly heard the slight sound of steam flowing through the pipes.

Standing in the room, Qiao clearly felt that darkness was like the embrace of his mother, embracing himself intimately. Safe, intimate, darkness seemed to be integrated with himself, and a strange force flowed in his body.

Qiao Jingjing felt the strange power in his body. The next second, his figure disappeared, and then he flashed out of the darkness more than ten feet away.

The dark elves of the abyss have the power of darkness, and Joe has the ability to shuttle through darkness like a shadow wolf in the Great Everglades.

Joe's happy and happy laughter rang in the room.
Chapter completed!
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