"be" is the name of a coffee shop.
The store is not big, and the carcasses of ants can sometimes be found in the sugar jar.
The coffee is not that good.
In fact, who can drink it any different?
People who come to this place just sit there and play melancholy.
Can you hook up with a few people of the opposite sex who are as "cynical" as you are, and then do some vulgar things together?
This afternoon, the business in the store was about the same as usual, relatively deserted, but one thing was very strange.
There was a sign of cose hanging at the door of the store, and there were no waiters on the bar or in the lobby at all.
But the guests were still sitting there, reading the newspapers, shaking their feet, eating small cakes, drinking small coffees, and no one knew who served them.
Finally, a man stood up, walked to the middle of the room, gently tapped the glass on the table with a spoon, and said: "Thank you very much for coming today.
I am honored to participate in and host this meeting."
Everyone in the room was looking at the man at this moment.
Although no one spoke, they seemed to be very calm about what was happening in front of them.
The man continued: "Not long ago, in the city we are in, an inspector discovered a dangerous item.
I believe everyone here is aware of its impact.
Now that item has been inspected by City S The ghost hunters kept it, but like every similar item before, we don't know what will happen next."
He paused and continued: "In this meeting, we must work out a plan. effective measures, according to "This coffee tastes really bad, don't you think?"
A voice suddenly sounded.
This complaint interrupted the man's speech and attracted everyone's attention.
This is a corner location.
Xiao Lei is sitting there, dressed like a housewife and without makeup.
Obviously she wants to be low-key today, so she chose such an inconspicuous location alone, but she just made a statement The complainer was sitting across from her.
In fact, the opposite side of Xiao Lei was empty just now, but the moment the complaint rang out, a young man wearing a black casual suit appeared on the seat, holding a cup of wine that came out of nowhere. coffee.
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and slowly walked towards the man who spoke, "Mr.
Sun, don't look at me with that disgusting look.
What I bring you is good news."
Mr.
Sun said calmly: "Who do you think you are, a devil?
Do you know the meaning of walking into this room?"
Vincent stopped with a smile: "You might as well ask the guys at the door how I got in."
He snapped his fingers, and the world outside the door was instantly dyed red with a chaotic blood color.
Through the glass display window of the coffee shop, you can clearly see that the street outside is empty but covered with broken stones.
"The descendants of the giants are so vulnerable.
Couldn't the Council of Regents find better gatekeepers?"
He walked behind the bar and turned on the coffee pot: "During the Battle of Olympus, Their ancestors were much more powerful."
Mr.
Sun didn't look at the rubble for too long, then turned around and replied: "It means you have the ability to forcefully enter here, but so what.
You can neither interfere with our decisions nor threaten our personal safety, let alone you, even if you are Satan myself" "Ah," Vincent interrupted Mr.
Sun's words by waving his fingers: "Your Majesty the Regent, please don't make any dangerous conjectures.
Even if my boss flirts with Hecate at the dinner of the gods, it has nothing to do with you."
He He started making coffee with a satisfied look on his face: "I'm here today, no?
It's just to change something, but to convey something.
Obviously, I have received the highest level of authorization, so I can go anywhere and do anything, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to smash the heads of those guys outside. , I don’t even dare to come in and talk to you like this.”
Mr.
Sun's expression changed slightly: "If the parliament wants to convey its decision, why not tell us directly, but through you, who is from hell?"
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Vincent interrupted him again: "Mr.
Sun, who told you that the parliament is the highest level?"
All the regents in the room were silent, and a terrible conclusion flashed through everyone's mind.
Vincent said: "This matter is decided directly by the highest level, and the opinions of the regents are no longer needed.
I regret to tell you that you don't even have the right to watch."
The old man closest to the bar put down the newspaper in his hand and looked directly into Vincent's eyes: "But how did you get involved at your level?"
Vincent picked up the coffee he had just brewed: "I am not obligated to answer this kind of question, but I can still satisfy everyone's curiosity."
He took a sip of coffee: "Well, given the long history of mankind, In the history of civilization, several of my colleagues and I have performed outstandingly in various events.
The higher-ups believe that we are fully capable of serving as the top executors of this game.
The Parliament will also send executors for this operation and obey my command. , Haha, it’s unbelievable, isn’t it?
I’m quite excited myself.”
Mr.
Sun added: "How do I know you are not a liar?
After all, you are a very high-ranking being in hell.
Maybe this is some kind of conspiracy that Satan asked you to instigate."
Vincent shrugged and said: "The message I want to convey today is just to keep you out of the matter.
If you have any questions, you can contact the parliament directly.
I think the response you will hear will be the same, that is" He stuck out his tongue : "Nothing at all" The regents were speechless.
In fact, the reason why they held the regent meeting today was because they did not receive any clear instructions after communicating with the parliament.
Vincent held his cheek in one hand and leaned lazily on the bar: "Okay everyone, let's adjourn the meeting.
While you are wasting time here with this bureaucratic style, I have already completed a lot of work."
He took another sip of coffee: "This is the gap."
At the same time, Yan Li’s home.
She was sitting lazily on the sofa watching boring news.
Suddenly, the TV picture became blurry and the fluorescent lights in the room flickered frequently.
All this lasted for a few seconds and then stopped.
It seemed that the voltage in the building was just unstable.
But Yan Li always felt that something was wrong.
She turned around almost instinctively and saw a strange boy standing behind the sofa.
"Hello, my name is Sid."
He looked to be about sixteen years old.
He had a pretty face that girls would envy, and his eyes were as pure as a baby's.
His teacher Vincent always described it this way: This face gives people the feeling that his kindness can almost flow out of his ears.
But this guy is also a devil.
Before Yan Li could speak, Sid rushed over and said, "This is kidnapping, but I won't hurt you.
Basically, I just want you to change the environment, and then continue to sit on the sofa and watch TV.
You should have guessed this and Wang Xu is related, but I can't explain the details.
I'm just following the instructions from my superiors, don't try.
Go escape, of course you won't be able to escape.
No one will harass you, and you won't be under house arrest for too long.
When the game is over, you will be free."
He finished all this.
Without giving Yan Li a chance to interrupt, he put his hand on her shoulder, and the two of them disappeared from the room in an instant.
At the same time, the Paranormal Detective Agency.
Qi Bing and Elbert staggered around in the room and fell asleep.
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For the next eight hours, it was Wang Xu's turn to stare at the hatchet on the table in a daze.
Just as he was using the hatchet to cut ham into the instant noodles, a brown-haired man suddenly appeared in front of him.
Simon was still the same, arrogant and cold, with eyes full of contempt for mortals.
Unlike Sid's thoughtful kidnapping rhetoric, Simon didn't bother to say much at all.
He looked directly at the stunned Wang Xu and said: "Seven days later, Times Square, New York, bring a hatchet.”
Wang Xu had messy hair and was wearing clothes and pants that had not been changed for two days.
He was hunched over.
He had a ham sausage in his left hand and a hatchet in his right hand.
He blinked his eyes a few times and said, "Here, this, this, this Ximen hero, my move Tianwaifei."
I'm not yet mature enough to be immortal, can you give me a grace period of thirty to fifty years?"
Simon completely ignored Wang Xu's complaints and dropped a bombshell before disappearing: "If you don't show up by then, Yan Li's soul will immediately return to the sea of the underworld."
At the same time, a Honda car was parked in the parking lot of a large supermarket.
Because of the confusion between skim milk and whole milk last time, his wife scolded him hysterically, causing the car owner to make a decisive decision to double-check before driving.
Check whether all the items on the shopping list have been purchased.
He was doing this boring thing with empty eyes, but a pale and pale face suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror.
Woody is still Woody, with his obscene laugh and his glasses glowing with white light.
"Is it about the hatchet?"
Master Cat asked directly without greeting him.
"Hey hey hey, that thing is just an admission ticket.
To use your Chinese martial arts novels, it is a hero post to participate in the martial arts conference."
It only took Master Cat about a second to understand the deeper meaning of this sentence: "Then, when the thing comes into Wang Xu's hands, it is fate."
"Hey, what did you say?"
"I don't have a hero post in my hand, why are you looking for me?"
Woody smiled even more: "Games always have to have a few special guests to be interesting.
Vincent and I agree that you should be one."
"I'm not interested."
Woody started laughing wildly: "Hahahaha, it's so interesting, let's meet in New York, buddy."
After saying this, he disappeared into the back seat with laughter, as if he had never appeared.
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