Chapter 200 I’m going to tear this place down (please order first)
Pineapple took the cold white porcelain tea cup.
"It's cold?"
Ainul smiled slightly and said, "Drink. After this cup of tea, let Ainul do a divination for you."
Under Enuel's direct gaze, Pineapple paused while holding the cup, then raised his hand and drank all the cold tea in the cup.
It doesn't taste like tea.
The pungent aroma in the room turned into liquid, flowing down his throat and throughout his body.
What a strange feeling.
Anuel stretched out his hand, looked at Pineapple, and handed the teacup back to her.
"What kind of tea is this...I have never drunk it before."
Ainuel stared straight at the white teacup. Under the candlelight, Pineapple saw that there were still some black tea residues remaining at the bottom of the teacup.
Ainuel did not answer her question, but held the teacup in both hands as if it were a treasure, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"Grandma Ainuel?"
Pineapple looked at Enuel with horror.
The latter just stared at the cup motionless.
"Hey hey hey hey..."
A high-pitched laughter suddenly burst out from Ainuel's mouth.
"Grandma Anuel...you..."
"Hehehehehehe...it's exactly what I guessed..."
Ainuel smiled slyly and raised his glowing green eyes to look at the pineapple.
"Little pineapple...little pineapple...
"As expected, you are already a dead person."
***
In a small warehouse.
The night has gradually faded.
"Why should I do artificial respiration?!" Xiaoyin shouted loudly.
Baomu quickly rushed over and covered Xiaoyin's mouth.
"Sister Xiaoyin, please keep your voice down! Didn't I say that we two don't know how to perform artificial respiration..."
Xiaoyin struggled hard and said, "I can't do it either!"
"But you are a girl, and girls are gentler..."
"Have you decided yet?" the fool asked, squatting in front of the injured superhuman. "I think he will die soon."
"Sister Xiaoyin, it's urgent that you lose your composure. You must put the overall situation first!"
"It's so heavy!"
Xiaoyin grabbed Baomu's collar, grabbed his neck with her backhand, and slapped the man in the face fiercely.
Very precise.
"Be gentle, you," the fool dodged as if it had nothing to do with him, "You've beaten me to death even before I died."
Baomu covered his mouth and looked at Xiaoyin in grief.
"The raw rice has been cooked, Baomu, the overall situation is the most important thing. Let's give artificial respiration." Xiaoyin patted Baomu on the shoulder.
The fool patted the other shoulder and said, "Come on, baby... Hey, man, don't cry."
Baomu wiped away his tears and leaned over the man.
The smell of blood hit my face.
Several airflow exchanges.
"He moved," Xiaoyin lay on the ground and watched. "He was breathing. We revived him!"
"Ask him what he meant just now," the fool said hurriedly.
"Hey, are you awake? What did you just say that Wang Shen asked people to find?" Xiaoyin shook the man's arm, "Where are the people from the General Association? You can't catch a normal person and hand over information.
Where can we find it?"
But the man only resumed his normal breathing, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. No matter how hard the three of them shook him, there was no reaction at all.
What to do now?
"Wouldn't it be bad to leave him here?" The fool first made a suggestion.
"It's not good..." Baomu stood up and said coyly, "We finally managed to revive him."
Xiaoyin glanced at Baomu ambiguously.
"Even if he's dead, we can't leave him here. We have to take him away."
A fool doesn't have any objections. Anyway, carrying someone on his back doesn't have much impact on him.
The four of them took advantage of the last moment of darkness to open the narrow wooden door of the warehouse and fled to the street.
***
Where will the Dalit camp be?
The Taoist priest stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the flower hall.
The sky was getting brighter and voices could be heard in the distance.
It's waking up here.
The Taoist priest saw himself reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows. The flower hall had experienced a night of carnival, and he had a panoramic view of the aftermath of the banquet.
To find the Dalit camp.
The Taoist priest looked at himself and raised his fist, tilted his body slightly, and threw the stone in his hand hard.
The self before my eyes is shattering.
There was a loud noise.
The Taoist priest dodged to avoid the flying broken glass and quickly knocked out another stone.
The crisp sound of destruction disturbed the morning.
In the small buildings on both sides, people opened their windows and looked over.
Just look at it.
As soon as the thought passed, the Taoist priest had already thrown out two other small stones for paving the ground.
"Ah! He smashed the window of the flower hall!"
"Where are the Guards?!"
"Are you crazy?"
"Stop!"
The scoldings came one after another, but the Taoist priest turned a deaf ear and continued to throw.
The tall, bright windows were shattered piece by piece.
Behind him, the sound of hurried footsteps came accompanied by curses.
"What are you doing! Stop it! Madman! Madman!"
A strong big hand directly grasped the Taoist priest's wrist.
The Taoist priest turned his head, and in front of him were two panting men, wearing uniforms. They might be what the residents called guards.
"You are not from the royal city! What are you doing! How did you get in!"
The two men quickly recovered their breath, and each held a hand to suppress the Taoist priest's questioning.
"I'm going to demolish this place." The Taoist priest spoke arrogantly, but his tone was light.
The two of them were furious when they heard this.
"You...you, a pariah, still want to..."
The Taoist priest couldn't hear what he said next, because the fists of the two men had already landed on the Taoist priest's face.
The Taoist priest didn't expect this either.
I can't fight back...
Could it be that I went too far?
After receiving a punch on the right side of his chin, the Taoist priest fell to the ground and almost counterattacked subconsciously.
No, no, it's important to go to the untouchable camp.
The collar was lifted up and another punch came from the left side.
One person rode on the Taoist priest and punched him hard, while the other kicked and stepped on the Taoist priest hard.
Could it be that Xiaolan also...
Anger burst out.
The spiritual tide broke through the shackles and turned into a raging fire.
The two were stunned for a moment.
The next second, he flew out.
The Taoist priest was also stunned for a moment.
Because this is not his power.
"Is it the Taoist priest?"
The young man's voice approached hurriedly.
The Taoist priest stood up straight.
Four people were running towards me on the street corner.
Four people who are no strangers.
"It's Taoist Priest!" the young man shouted in surprise, "Xiaolan must be nearby too!"
"Luo Jiutian?"
"Taoist Master," Luo Jiutian quickly came to him and said, "The General Assembly has also discovered what happened here. There has been no news about the lurking superpowers. The General Assembly has sent us over to investigate. I didn't expect you to be there..."
The Taoist priest looked at the four people in front of him.
Lao Luo, Jiutian, Jasmine, Xu Ye.
Except for Luo Jiutian who was talking to him, the other three were looking left and right, as if they were looking for something.
"Xiaolan is not here. He got lost after we came in." The Taoist priest said to the four of them.
"Lost?" Jasmine frowned, "Then she is alone now?"
"There is also a wishing bottle, that's the rabbit," the Taoist priest said. "They may be in a prison called the Untouchable Camp."
"Untouchable camp? Where?"
"I don't know," the Taoist priest's eyes moved to the two people lying on the ground who were still awake, "but someone knows."