Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 900

 Chapter 900 900: The cool technology of the Gods Society (Part 1) [Please vote for me]

　　Everyone had their own thoughts and was speechless all the way.

Follow the prayers to a dead end.

 Indistinct male and female voices came from the darkness.

 “What's the matter?”

Qishan said: "The destiny of heaven is constant."

As he finished speaking, there was a slight tremor under his feet. The brick wall in front of him opened to both sides, revealing a dark hole that extended to no one knows where. At this time, he stretched out an abnormally pale hand and handed a torch to Qi Shan.

Qi Shan said softly: "Thank you very much."

Shen Tang's eyes closed slightly, and he suppressed the fleeting surprise.

If you read it correctly, the hand just now seemed to have seven fingers? According to the current culture, children with deformed bodies are considered to be unlucky and are unlikely to survive to adulthood. Qi Shan lit the torch with literary energy and entered first, followed by Shen Tang.

 After walking for a long time, she finally spoke.

"The secret tunnel is dug so long and deep. How long does it need to be ventilated in advance?" As soon as I entered, I found that the air here was abundant and fresh, with no smell of decay or even a strange smell. At first, I was worried about what would happen if I entered rashly. As for accidents in limited space, "The bricks on both sides of the passage are of good quality. There are so many projects on the ground, but it doesn't affect the underground?"

 Such a good quality, do you want to learn from it?

Shen Tang knocked on the wall, thoughtfully.

From the moment I stepped in until now, the stairs have been winding downwards. I have walked more than two thousand steps. Looking at the situation in front of me, it is still early to leave the exit. How much manpower would the gods spend building such a large project? How many places are there like this?

On the surface, the meeting was held in this mansion, but in fact the participants moved to a more secluded place through a secret passage?

  Prudent enough.

　　 praying for good: "No, this is just a deception."

 The secret passage is real, but it is not so long. At the same time, this is also the threshold set by the gods for participants. If you can't even get out of this illusion, you are not qualified to become a member of the Society of Gods. Their senses were stretched when they entered the illusion. What they thought were two thousand steps was actually only a hundred, and even the time in the outside world might only have passed for a few breaths.

Shen Tang frowned: "Why didn't I notice it?"

Qishan said worriedly: "Maybe we were exposed."

 “Exposed? What exposure?”

Qi Shan in front stopped and turned to look at Shen Tang. Most of his mask was rendered a warm orange-red by the torch in his hand, but his eyes were a bit sinister. He smiled sinisterly and said: "Haha, naturally I want you to be buried in..."

Qishan walked quickly and was a head shorter than her at the moment.

 “Who is buried here?”

Shen Tang took advantage of the steps and his long legs to kick the mask to pieces, snatched the torch and stabbed him in the stomach.

The torch is scorching, roasting the flesh and blood until it sizzles.

 In an instant, shrill screams spread throughout the tunnel.

Shen Tang looked at the scene in front of him with indifferent eyes. He used strength in his hands and injected literary energy to make the torch burn more vigorously, moving up his abdomen. Da use the torch to stab him from the abdomen to the heart, roasting the heart.

 The latter panicked and begged for mercy.

Shen Tang did not stop, but turned the torch in his stomach several times, and said with a smile: "Now you know how to beg for mercy? Obedient, don't make such jokes in the future. Whoever makes such jokes with me, I can only Send him to see the Lord of Hell."

 With a bang, he threw the torch aside.

The "Qi Shan" in front of him had frightened eyes, and he sat slumped on the ground along the wall, with beads of cold sweat covering his forehead. Shen Tang kicked him in the face and ordered: "Untie him, or I will kill you right here! How many heads do you have if you challenge me?"

The Tan Qingguang vest that Shen Tang is using now is a man who looks ordinary but is actually ruthless and ruthless. He can make people move their heads if he disagrees with him. He is the most powerful right-hand man and accomplice of Vice Society Qishan. She didn't know what weird hobbies Qi Yuanliang had, so she had to give such a person a name like "Qingguang" and a name like "Shao".

 Mainly focus on a contrasting cuteness?

 Implement the naming rule of “make up for what is missing”?

Shen Tang doesn't understand, but she knows how to be cruel.

The "Qi Shan" in front of her looked at her with fearful eyes. Shen Tang was very unhappy and kicked him again, causing blood to flow from his forehead: "Don't act like this cowardly with the eyes of Deputy Qi Shan" The ugly eyes make people just want to dig them out and burst them with one foot. People who are celebrating the New Year really need firecrackers to cheer up. I wonder if your eyeballs can ring?"

The man unlocked the illusion with trembling fingers.

 In an instant, the dark passage was replaced by light.

Shen Tang raised his hand to cover the sudden light. The sound of gurgling water could be heard in his ears, and he could smell the valuable fragrance on the tip of his nose. Dozens of pairs of eyes fell on her. She looked around and found that she was facing the wall of a corridor, with a strange man with a broken mask lying at her feet. The man was wearing fine clothes and was holding his bleeding stomach, his face was pale.

  She looked down at the place where she had thrown the torch.

There lay a **** sword.

 She smiled and said, “Are you kidding me?”

The man clutched his stomach, staggered to his feet, pointed at Shen Tang and shouted loudly: "How dare you hurt someone?"

The onlookers wearing masks just watched the show from a distance.

The members of the Society of Gods who can participate in the annual meeting have not low qualifications to join the society. They naturally know that this meeting is related to the change of power of the Northwest Continent Branch. You must know that the main club and sub-clubs of the Association of Gods are not static and need to be re-elected every few years. Qi Shan, the vice-president, was not only promoted very quickly, but also stayed around for a long time and had many fans around him.

 In other words—

This year, as long as all his fans vote to pray for good, there is a high probability that he will kick down his original main society, and he may even be appreciated by the inner circle of the gods. People whose interests have been harmed will naturally not be reconciled. Unexpectedly, the person who prayed for good was ruthless. He took away the sword in front of everyone, and stabbed the person through the stomach with the sword. He also wanted to send the sword edge upward and pierce the heart.

Shen Tang said: "Isn't this because your skills are inferior to others?"

  There is absolutely no guilt about almost killing someone.

He was also arrogant: "It's normal for club members to communicate with each other, and it's normal for accidental injuries occasionally. You can't blame me because your strength is weak, right? Am I strong? Where am I stronger? I don't think so. You should review yourself. , have you practiced hard for so many years, have you had your head hanging from the beam and a cone piercing your buttocks? Think more about yourself and blame your opponents less!"

The man wanted to vomit blood after hearing this.

 At this time, several acquaintances came forward to support him.

His abdominal wound surged with Wen Qi, and the bleeding stopped visibly with the naked eye, but he looked weak due to excessive blood loss: "Today's shame will be repaid tenfold in the future! Let's wait and see!"

Shen Tang looked at him: "Are you threatening me? Didn't I kill you? I told you it was just an accident. If you don't harm me, how can I harm you? Since you are the evil one to complain first, I won't be polite - wait. You can wait until you get out of Linxiang County alive."

 For a time, the fire was strong.

"This is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." The crowd parted, and a man with a mask with strange golden patterns walked out.

As soon as the injured man saw him, his arrogant and domineering aura instantly subsided, and his face became a little more confident.

Hmm, it's like a dog that had its tail tucked away after being beaten violently one second, and then raised its tail again when it saw its owner the next second.

Shen Tang said nothing, just looked at Qishan who was following him.

"Misunderstanding? He knows what he did to Qingguang. None of you here are three-year-olds. You and I know very well what the words he said in the illusion are for." Qishan did not give face to the host, and smiled. He said, "He has only been in the club for two years. He is mediocre and has made no achievements. How can he have the courage to attack Qingguang? Does the main club want to investigate? Who instigated it?"

 The main publisher is also angry in his heart.

It is true that he is afraid of the vice-president Qi Shan, but he will not use such stupid methods. It is not his style to make enemies in public. But everyone here thinks that he is the instigator. If he does not explain, it is really yellow mud falling into the crotch, not shit. It's also shit. The main agency even suspected that Qishan directed and acted on his own.

 Use this despicable method to throw dirty water on him.

The injured man spit out a mouthful of blood: "I did it myself, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. Don't slander anyone here with a gun and a stick. As for why you did this? I just heard that Qi Fushe was from a lowly background and was not worthy of the honorable position... "

 The right way is to use the noble to control the humble and not to treat the humble with the humble.

 He did not expect the Northwest Branch to be so ignorant of etiquette.

Qishan looked at him speechlessly: "Take him down."

The main club could not be prayed in the heart of the 30th year, praying that goodness did not want to see blood, so that the injured man escaped. He was speechless in his heart. He thought the man would be his right-hand man, but he didn't expect that he would kill Qi Shan as soon as he came up.

Humbling around here, I can't find out clearly.

 The Northwest Continent has always been "literary-minded".

The literary class determines the class of origin. As long as you are a literary scholar, you are not considered lowly, but a superior person. The one who was dragged down was obviously a supporter of "family origin". Only those who were born in a noble family were qualified to obtain high-grade literary hearts.

 Qi Shan's origin is not a secret in the Northwest Continent Branch.

In the past several sub-communist struggles, this was not the issue.

This second fool is good, he stepped on the thunder as soon as he came.

 The host despised him in his heart, but he still had to maintain a friendly appearance with Qi Shan, and his deputy Tan Shao, who praised Qi Shan, became more and more decisive. Qi Shan was just a false promise, with impatience hidden in his eyes: "Qing Guang, take your things and follow me."

 After he finished speaking, the masked waiter handed over the black post.

Shen Tang didn't know what the use was, but he still took it.

 Although the waiter only showed half of his palm, his fingers...

　　Seems to be deformed too?

 Qishan led her to a small pavilion on a waterside pavilion.

There were multiple barriers here, and she finally no longer had to hold it in: "What happened just now? They dispersed while walking."

Qi Shan took her post and wrote three words in a handwriting that Shen Tang had never seen before. Everyone who came in advance was waiting here, and they also had black posts in their hands with the words "Pray for Vice Society" written in yellow on them. Apparently, this is the ballot paper.

 Just put it in the ballot box before leaving.

 “That intersection will separate people, so it's better if you don't fall into the trap.”

Shen Tang curled his lips: "Such a clumsy method..."

 Unless she is a fool, how can she take the bait?

 It's really an insult to her intelligence.

"It's really clumsy, but good luck can also have unexpected results." After Qi Shan finished writing, he waited for the ink to dry before putting away everyone's ballot paper. "That person is good at creating illusions. Those who are less vigilant can still You're really going to be fooled.”

 My own protagonist does not take the usual path.

Shen Tang sat down, lifted his mask to the top of his head, and stuffed cakes into his mouth: "Don't you mean a meeting? Where should we hold it?"

The layout of this mansion does not look like it can be used for meetings.

Qishan said: "The time has not come yet."

 When the time comes, she will naturally know.

 “Let's sit down and have something to eat first.”

Shen Tang's curiosity was aroused, but Qishan refused to reveal it, so she could only wait. The pastries couldn't fill her mouth, so she asked while eating: "By the way, I just saw a person with seven fingers. He was not an illusion."

That person was not the same person as the person who handed her the ballot paper.

 How come there are so many people with deformed fingers?

Qishan said: "He is the attendant of the Association of Gods."

“Specially select people with deformed fingers for employment?”

Qi Shan explained patiently: "The gods will have documented records, and this was the case with the ancients a long time ago. There are also documents that say that they were just one of the ancient people. Not only were their hands different from the current ones, but other parts of the body were also different. Some people were born with one eye or three eyes. The eyes are said to be from the three-eyed tribe and the one-eyed tribe... The gods will respect the ancient system, and the attendants they use will naturally be in line with the ancients."

The custom of wearing masks is also related to this, because some waiters have very different appearances from ordinary people and wear masks to hide them. In addition, members must also remain secretive.

Shen Tang was silent for a while after hearing this.

Qishan was puzzled: "Qingguang?"

Shen Tang sighed and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

She has previously confirmed that the current world is in the timeline after the cataclysm, so the documentary records of the Society of Gods are more intriguing. The so-called deformed ancient humans are probably caused by the environment. These humans either lost their inheritance, or for some reason, their descendants gradually returned to normal appearance.

Gu Chi listened to her thoughts and cast his gaze.

 She seemed shocked by the audacity of her guess.

  Shen Tang: “We will all know about it in the future.”

Everyone was curious about what Shen Tang and Gu Chi were talking about. A high-pitched call came from outside the house. Qi Shan stood up and opened the door, handed the collected ballot papers to the other party, and then closed the door.

When the person was far away, Lin Feng asked: "Can't you cheat?"

If the main club or other sub-clubs bribe the waiters to do something for the vote statistics, won't the main office lose?

"It doesn't matter." The main club wouldn't survive long anyway. He arranged the meeting location here just because he wanted to kill people. "Besides, these waiters can't be bribed."

 “Can't be bribed? Can't be coerced or induced?”

Qishan said: "These waiters are the eyes and ears of the inner guild of the gods and are spread to the outer guilds. They are puppets. To a certain extent, they are similar to Huang Lie's heavy shield warriors, but the methods of the gods are softer. If they are bribed, they will be bribed. You'll find out within.”

 And the gods will openly advertise their absolute neutrality.

 Naturally we will not allow this kind of fraud to happen.

Shen Tang: "Puppet? Is it also controlled by Gu insects?"

Qi Shan shook his head: "I don't know. I haven't figured out the methods of the inner society in these years. But - you might as well take a guess, are they alive or dead?"

Qin Li said: "If they are alive, they are naturally alive. But since you asked us to guess, then they must be dead."

Qishan's answer was ambiguous.

"A few years ago, a new member of the club saw that the waiter's hand was deformed, so he drew his sword and chopped it off. The metacarpal bones included in the flesh were silvery-white, not like human bones, but like copper and iron."

 It is difficult to say whether this is a living person or a dead person.

 (End of this chapter)

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