Before I knew it, it was late at night.

Hunger, tired, cold.

Under various conditions, everyone had already fallen asleep.

Du Xu leaned against the wall while sleeping, muttering something, and his body was still twisting uneasy.

Zhao Zicheng danced with his hands and feet, with a smile on his lips, and was full of energy, but his smile was too much, which involved the redness and swelling on his cheeks and grinning in pain.

Suddenly.

A low growl came from outside the factory.

But because the distance is still far, the sound is not obvious, and even if you don’t sleep, you will think it’s your own illusion.

In the darkness.

The eyes of the Yu Sheng opened, and he was extremely calm.

Almost synchronized, Liu Qingfeng also opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Liu Qingfeng shrugged, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs.

Yu Sheng got up from the darkness, without making any sound when walking, and accurately walked out of the crowd and disappeared into the darkness.

Liu Qingfeng frowned slightly and sighed after a long time.

"The ending of the lone wolf..."

“It’s often tragedy.”

Muttering to himself, Liu Qingfeng looked at the comfortable sleeping students around him, including the two teachers, sighed again and closed his eyes.

...

“Be with God.”

“Be with God.”

In the suburbs, several middle-aged men looked at the abandoned factory in the distance, looked at each other and said softly.

They dress in different ways.

There are elites in suits, fat-headed and big-eared chefs, and even one person in ragged clothes, like a beggar.

These people who should have no intersection in their lives are now crazy.

It seems to have the same faith.

"Today, the stars are bathing."

"god..."

"Just watching us!"

The man in the suit took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

The other people were also excited.

"If this plan is completed smoothly, maybe we will have a chance to be promoted to God servant!"

"This is a great gift."

The man in the suit was still talking.

Everyone's emotions were gradually baked to a peak.

Until a low growl suddenly came from a distance.

Everyone's voices came to an abrupt end.

"There are demon clans?"

The chef's face became obviously a little nervous. He looked around and asked carefully.

"As a slave to God, I feel fear in you."

"This is the greatest humiliation to God!"

The man in the suit suddenly became cold, and he looked at the chef gloomyly and said, "So what if there is a demon?"

"Tonight, these students with the best qualifications in Mobei City must die!"

"Even if we give our lives!"

"god..."

"It will redeeate us!"

As the man in suit fell, the chef's nervous mood gradually disappeared, and he regained his piety, and kept muttering: "God will save us, God will save us..."

Obviously, the words of the man in suit also infected everyone else.

For a moment, everyone's emotions became stable again.

“As planned.”

"Wait for another half an hour and do it."

The man in the suit glanced at his watch and said.

The others nodded vigorously.

...

Baichun City.

As the capital of Jiangbei Province on the northern edge of the human race, it is still brightly lit even in the middle of the night.

At this time, the phone number of the Mo Pavilion branch belonging to Baichun City suddenly rang.

The busy deputy cabinet master picked up the phone and answered it.

A hoarse voice came from the other side.

"People Lin, how about making a deal?"

Master Lin was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and after a few seconds, he said lightly: "Say."

"It's not a big deal, actually."

"Borrow a path."

"In ten minutes, there will be a convoy, entering the city north of the city and leaving the city south of the city."

"I hope the guards don't make things difficult for them."

The hoarse voice opened again, and the voice was calm.

The face of the Pavilion Master Lin remained unchanged: "People from the cult?"

"People's Lord Lin was joking, it was the Gods Cult." The hoarse voice corrected the mistake.

Master Lin pressed his phone to the hands-free, put it on the table, and asked back while processing the documents: "Since it's a transaction, what is the price you are giving?"

"If you remember correctly, Pavilion Master Lin has just organized a student assessment in remote cities."

"The assessment of Mobei City has not yet ended."

"There are twelve students in total."

"You think..."

"Is that OK?"

It seems to be telling something very normal without any murderous aura.

Pavilion Master Lin was silent for several seconds.

“The transaction always requires a guarantor.”

"After all, you're going back on your word. I can't do anything about it."

A chuckle came from the other side of the phone: "People's Master Lin, this transaction...I am Party A."

"You are not qualified to negotiate the conditions."

"Of course, if Moge removes the mask of hypocrisy for so many years and allows these poor children to die, I have nothing to say."

...

"Okay." Pavilion Master Lin took a deep breath, his eyes a little cold: "But even if only one person dies in Mobei City..."

"In the next six months, Jiangbei Province will launch another mobilization of your cult!"

His tone was a little angry, but he had to compromise in the end.

"It's the Gods!" The other side of the phone corrected it again and hung up.

Master Lin put down his cell phone casually, picked up the phone in front of his desk and dialed it, and said something.

After a few minutes.
To be continued...