The wind is beautiful and the sun is warm.

The calm sea is like a piece of blue amber, inlaid on the ground, and the waves with white spray are like a group of lambs running on the grass, rolled up on the golden beach.

The sand is so soft that it feels like stepping on a piece of cotton under your feet, and the warmth from the sun's heat penetrates your skin, making you want to lie down, roll around, and take a nap.

There is a coconut forest not far away. Under the blowing of the sea breeze, a coconut will occasionally fall down and make a thud.

Everything was going so beautifully, but it was disrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

A man in a black suit rushed out of a villa facing the sea, ran onto the beach, and headed straight for a row of parasols not far away.

Under these umbrellas, there is a beach chair, and on one of them, a plump middle-aged woman lies.

She was wearing a conservative light gray swimsuit and sunglasses, and was concentrating with her eyes closed.

Even on such a hot seaside summer day, she still wore a mink coat on her upper body.

"Sister, if you go bankrupt, you will be doomed!"

Men report.

"So fast?"

Aunt Diao was surprised, the bankrupt city was a small sacred ruin containing dozens of rules and pollution, and if the dragon level entered it, it would not be able to be solved in ten and a half months.

These contaminations may be weak or strong. The most important thing is that no matter how much the God Hunter purifies him, if he cannot solve it, Oliver will never be able to come out.

"Yes, the door to Wuthering Heights is open!"

The big iron gate of this villa is always closed. Once it is opened, it means that the pollution has been purified.

"Which group of people did it?"

Aunt Diao was curious: "Shakira, Hoffman, Feynman, Dudek, Mulatan..., these people are all polluted by the rules I arranged. Is there any dragon-level strongman who has slipped through the net?

"

Aunt Diao didn't look down on humans just because she was a god and had a powerful team. She arranged her manpower to focus on 'taking care' of these prestigious dragon-level experts.

Although Aunt Diao is basking in the sun here, it seems very leisurely, but in fact, this is the command center. Aunt Diao is coordinating the overall situation and paying attention to all major battlefields.

As for those little Karami, let other weaker subordinates deal with them.

In Aunt Diao's opinion, the information she obtained should not be wrong, so the auction was too grand and attracted some dragon-level experts who usually remained anonymous.

In this world, there are black and white, but not all people are good people.

Some god hunters will also do bad things and become wanted.

They definitely don't dare to come to the auction openly. If their identity is hidden, even the organizer who sent the invitation letter will not be able to know in advance.

"It's Kreize from the Tenjin Club!"

The man answered, but with some hesitation in his tone.

"I seem to have heard of this name!"

Aunt Marten picked up the coconut with a straw inserted on the table next to it and took a sip of juice: "Does it have a nickname called Neptune?"

"Yes!"

"hehe!"

Aunt Diao laughed sarcastically: "How dare a cat or a dog become emperor?"

"Check again, there should be something wrong!"

Aunt Diao didn't believe it. This Kraize was of average strength and she didn't bother to pay attention to him, otherwise she would have directly arranged for someone to deal with him.

"As you command!"

The man in the suit left in a hurry.

"If you can win the bankrupt city, even if you have only five points of luck, the remaining strength is quite impressive!"

Aunt Diao lay back down again: "Should we arrange for the reserve team to 'take care' of them?"

Aunt Diao used this little shrine in the bankrupt city as a back-up card for emergencies, but she didn't expect it to be purified now.

"But it shouldn't be a big problem!"

Aunt Diao thought about the battle reports she had heard before. Now all fronts were going very smoothly, so she lay back down again and enjoyed sunbathing.

…

The convoy is driving on a deserted road.

The sky above the city was still gray and turbulent with dark clouds, as if a heavy rain might fall at any time.

"Ahead, turn left!"

In the Rolls-Royce, Mrs. Oliver sat in the back row, leaning against Lin Baici, raising her head from time to time to point out the way.

Xia Hongyao groaned and turned his eyes to the rearview mirror to observe the situation in the back row.

Isn’t my little Linzi’s charm too strong?

Even the female monster can't bear it!

You must know that this lady is still at the BOSS level!

Lin Baici was restless because Mrs. Oliver was completely attached to him, touching and kissing him constantly. You must know that the other party is so big!

This kind of action did not have the ambiguity of a small bird, but instead made Lin Baici feel that he was the one being taken advantage of.

He even suspected that if there weren't other people in the car, Mrs. Oliver might have executed herself on the spot.

Lin Baici couldn't help but think of the experience in that monster apartment during the trip to Busan!

Although the head-wrapped female white-collar worker has a bloody yellow bandage wrapped around her head, her figure is excellent and her hand feels great. As long as she turns off the lights and plays a game of poker, it will definitely be a top-notch enjoyment.

But Mrs. Oliver is different!

Don't you know how old you are?

But Lin Baici couldn't refuse with a cold face, because his wife said that the city was full of pollution, and without acquaintances to guide the way, if you accidentally go in the wrong direction, you would fall into pollution.

Sannomiya Airi and Xia Hongyao also discovered this.

Now that we have conquered even the most important Wuthering Heights, we will definitely not waste time or energy on these small pollutions. If we want to do it, we will do it big.

Like hunting a god!

Of course, Lin Baici's idea was to send people like Hua Yueyu and Jin Yingzhen out first, and then decide whether to go to the gods!

"How many companions do you have?"

Lin Baici endured the discomfort and asked for information.

"have no idea!"

Mrs. Oliver is not stupid. She doesn't take enough advantage and asks me to spit out valuable information?

How is that possible!

"But I suggest you leave right now, otherwise among these people, except for the girl driving the car, the Sakura girl, the fishball guy, and Kreize, everyone else will die!"

Mrs. Oliver grabbed Lin Baici's hand, as if studying his palm prints. After about ten seconds, she pretended to be casual and put Lin Baici's hand on her thigh: "Sister, oh

, that is, the Aunt Diao you mentioned, she has been planning for this day for a long time!"

"It can't end without a few cities and tens of millions of people dying!"

Mrs. Oliver was sincere this time, she did not want Lin BaiCi to die.

"Then, besides Aunt Diao, you should also know a few of the other members of this team's senior management, right?"

Lin Baici didn't believe it. It was Aunt Diao who contacted her every time.

"Let me think about it!"

Mrs. Oliver began to doubt, then she leaned closer to Lin BaiCi.

"..."

Lin Baici wanted to hit someone.

He regretted it,

Might as well chop off this weird lady's head with a knife!

However, the power of the horse trainer's pointer is really strong. Coupled with the rubber stick of the Queen's lip gloss, if it is used on an ordinary woman, just a few slaps will make the other party give up on her.

"In your eyes, am I a jerk?"

From the passenger seat, Gu Qingqiu asked.

She was admiring her schoolmate's expression of displeasure and inability to resist, and even wanted to record it and enjoy it later, but after hearing Mrs. Oliver's comments, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"I admit that you are very smart, but you don't think that wisdom can solve all problems, do you?"

Mrs. Oliver despised: "When I reach my sister's level of power, all conspiracies and tricks are useless, and we have to rely on hard power to win!"

"I agree with this!"
To be continued...