Han Sanqian was stopped when he arrived at the door of the board game store.

The man looked at Han Sanqian alertly and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'll come to find Liu Hao." Han Sanqian said.

"So it's Liu Hao's friend, please come in." The man said with a smile on his face.

Han Sanqian smiled faintly. It seemed that Liu Hao should be a person with a good status in the circle. Just by reporting his name, he could greatly change the attitude of the security guard at the door.

When he walked into the board game store, Han Sanqian felt as if he had come to a world of monsters and monsters, all kinds of weird outfits, tattoos on his face, piercings on his face, and all kinds of weird things can be found here.

In this environment, Han Sanqian, a normal person, would seem a little out of place, and everyone was looking at him up and down with confusion.

Liu Hao stood with a man with a flower-shaped arm tattooed, talking about Chen Ling.

"Brother Wen, today is the best opportunity for Chen Ling to join us. I didn't expect that he was destroyed by an idiot. Give me a few people and let me teach this idiot a lesson." Liu Hao said angrily.

The man named Brother Wen looked calm and said, "I missed this opportunity, and there is another time. We cannot easily reveal our identity. Now at such a critical moment, no mistakes are allowed."

Liu Hao gritted his teeth. He wanted to take someone to kill Han Sanqian immediately, but Brother Wen disagreed and could only endure this dissatisfaction.

"Brother Wen, I understand." Liu Hao said unwillingly. When he turned around, Liu Hao actually saw Han Sanqian, which made him stand on the spot.

How could this guy appear here!

He still wanted to take revenge, but he didn't expect that he would come to his door!

"Brother Wen, the guy who ruined our good deeds is here, it's him." Liu Hao pointed at Han Sanqian and said.

When Brother Wen heard this, he turned to stare at Han Sanqian with murderous intent. This place must not be entered by outsiders at will. How could he come here!

"You broke into the gate of hell today. You didn't look at the almanac when you went out?" Brother Wen said to Han Sanqian.

"It seems that you are not ordinary people. I won't encounter any cult, right?" Han Sanqian said with a smile. None of them is normal, especially Brother Wen, who has a skeleton tattooed on his face.

The murderous intent on Brother Wen's face became even stronger. Everyone in the store stood up at this moment, and everyone's eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.

"It just so happens that since Chen Ling hasn't come, let's use you as a medium for blood sacrifice." Brother Wen said.

Han Sanqian's words just were just a joke, but after listening to Brother Wen, this is really a place similar to a cult. It's too nonsense. Is there such a person in today's society?

Fortunately, most of them are ordinary people here. Although there are many people, they are all made of paper and cannot pose too much threat to Han Sanqian.

"Just rely on you waste?" Han Sanqian said lightly.

Liu Hao sneered and said, "I want you to die today if you don't know what you don't know.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Hao took out a dagger from his pocket and rushed straight towards Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian chuckled slightly. Is this kind of garbage guy actually qualified to challenge him?

When Liu Hao approached, Han Sanqian kicked Liu Hao with a strong force.

Liu Hao screamed, and at the same time, his whole body flew backwards and slammed heavily on a table before stopping.

Brother Wen's eyes narrowed, and he was a little surprised at Han Sanqian's skills.

But they are more successful than people. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, so he doesn't believe that Han Sanqian can really beat everyone down.

"Why are you still standing there? Come on for me?" Brother Wen said.

With Brother Wen's order, everyone launched an attack on Han Sanqian, but these people were not capable of fighting, and they were just better than the old man who was powerless. For Han Sanqian, one of them would have to be defeated under his fists and feet, and it didn't take much effort at all.

After a while, everyone except Brother Wen fell to the ground, and the entire board game shop kept wailing.

Brother Wen was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and his previous arrogance disappeared at this moment.

"You...who are you!" Brother Wen looked at Han Sanqian in horror and said.

"Me?" Han Sanqian smiled and said, "Since you are a cult, I am naturally sent by God to punish you."

Brother Wen squatted on the ground. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have really believed Han Sanqian's words.

This made Han Sanqian speechless. Where did these guys come from their beliefs? Do they really believe in this theism?

Although there are many things in the world that science cannot explain, Han Sanqian is a pure atheist, and he does not believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.

When he walked to Brother Wen, Han Sanqian said condescendingly: "Don't you take me to see the Blood Sacrifice?"

Brother Wen nodded with a pale face and said, "I, I'll take you there now."

After following Brother Wen to the basement, Han Sanqian discovered that there was another world in this board game store. The blood-red lights presented an extremely strange atmosphere in the basement, but these lights were all artificial, so in Han Sanqian's eyes, these guys were just doing things that deceive themselves.

"What are you doing blood sacrifice?" Han Sanqian asked.

Brother Wen took Han Sanqian to the center of the basement. Along the way, Han Sanqian found that there were many strange patterns on the ground, twisted like worms, but the intersection of these patterns was the same.

It was a crystal box with something similar to a skull inside, but it was not complete, just a broken one.

"What is this?" Han Sanqian asked.

"It's a legend..."

Before Brother Wen finished speaking, Han Sanqian kicked him and said, "Don't make some weird legends for me, just tell me where did this thing come from."

"Picked up." Brother Wen said.

Han Sanqian laughed silently and picked up such a broken thing. He actually started some cults, and he looked serious.

"Are you doing this to make money or seek sex?" Han Sanqian asked.

"No, I'm trying to get stronger power." Brother Wen said with a pious look on his face.

Han Sanqian kicked Brother Wen again and said disdainfully: "Can this broken thing give you powerful strength? I suggest you try it in the gym, and the effect may be better."

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you." Brother Wen said.

Seeing his serious expression, Han Sanqian was also curious about how he could prove it and said, "Save the time, I still have to go to the appointment."

"Do you have other tasks?" Brother Wen asked carefully.

Before, Han Sanqian could laugh out loud, but now, he was not even in a state of laughter because he felt that he had encountered a very poisoned neuropath. When he communicated with the neuropath, he was almost becoming a neuropath.

"If you don't want to be beaten, just stop talking nonsense." Han Sanqian said.

"Yes, yes, yes." After saying that, Brother Wen took out an exquisite dagger and cut a fiercely on his finger.

When the blood beads dripped on the pattern on the floor, Han Sanqian found that the blood beads were actually rolling and heading towards the crystal box. This phenomenon surprised Han Sanqian.

But if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable for him to cheat people and come up with some tricks. These patterns are probably some mechanism he designed.

When the blood beads entered the crystal box, they were absorbed by the skull again. Han Sanqian discovered that some blood-like patterns on the skull were looming, which looked very strange.

"How did you do it?" Han Sanqian asked Brother Wen, who believed that this was the mechanism designed by Brother Wen.

"It has nothing to do with me, it will absorb it by itself." Brother Wen said with a pious look on his face.

"Also act with me?" Han Sanqian smiled coldly, pressed Brother Wen to the ground and beat him.

Brother Wen kept begging for mercy, but he didn't admit that it was his own fault.

Han Sanqian wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally stopped. He was a little breathless, but Brother Wen still gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
Chapter completed!