Time rewinds to an hour ago. Hidden in an old dilapidated residential house by the river in Shancheng. The man in the windbreaker and the cold and beautiful woman, one sitting on the sofa in the living room covered in a windbreaker without saying a word, the other leaning against the window and fiddling with the dagger in his hand. And in the bedroom separated from the living room, a light door was shining with light, but there was no sign of the clown. Not surprisingly, the clown should have entered the light gate, so the man in the windbreaker and the glamorous woman guarded outside. The two of them didn't know how long they had been waiting here. Suddenly, the man in the windbreaker stood up and walked towards the door. "What are you going to do?" Leng Yannv asked vigilantly. "You are not my boss." The windbreaker man's hoarse voice sounded from his mouth. "The leader said that no one is allowed to leave until he comes back." Leng Yannv said coldly. The man in the windbreaker paused for a moment, then continued to walk out, but at the same time he also explained something.
"I'm just going out to blow some air." "Hmph." Leng Yannv snorted coldly, obviously not believing it. But the man in the windbreaker still left. Leng Yannv didn't say anything, but continued to lean against the window and wait. At the same time, the clown who entered the light gate was standing in a void hall filled with mist. The height of this hall is unknown, and its width has no end. There are only stone chairs fixed on the ground, placed on both sides of the hall. There are four more high-backed stone chairs symbolizing the highest status, located on the steps of the main seat, one end higher than the rest of the stone chairs. At the same time, there is fog all around, and whoever enters the fog will eventually return to the original place. Unless you have opened your own light gate in the world you came from, then you who are walking towards the mist can return to the light gate and your original world. The light gate can be opened 123 times every other week, so people who own the light gate and have the qualifications to enter this empty palace will also gather here once a week. Some of these people are from the same world, and some are from different worlds. They sat on the stone chairs specially assigned to them in the hall, exchanging information, intelligence, and exchanging needs of different worlds. For example, the clown and the red blood come from the same world, which is the present world where Lin Xu lives. But there are many more people, from many different worlds. So everyone jointly formed an organization called the Brotherhood of Dimensions, and exchanged information quickly. But in fact, the Dimensional Brotherhood is not so much an organization as a loose alliance. For example, in the present world, the Red Blood Group and the Thief Group formed by the Red Blood and the Clown respectively are like this. The two will also communicate with each other, and even share some information, no problem.
But it's impossible for the two to work together, or even work closely together. The mutual wariness and mistrust between each other have penetrated into each other's bones. It is only because of the benefit of being able to communicate with each other in different worlds that the organization of the Brotherhood of Dimensions has been maintained until now. Even the four with the highest status, the strongest strength, and the ability to sit on high-backed chairs cannot persuade everyone to obey orders. After all, everyone comes from different worlds, and at the same time, no one can easily enter other people's worlds. Then naturally no one would be willing to be someone else's subordinate. In the hall, there are more than ten people participating in the gathering at this time. Some of them wore masks, and some chose not to wear them, sitting on stone chairs openly. In fact, there are far more than a dozen members of the Dimensional Brotherhood, but not all of them will attend every gathering. If there is nothing to exchange, some people will choose not to come. "What? You mean Chixue is dead? Damn it, he still owes me money." Hearing from the clown that Chixue was dead, he immediately cursed. The clown didn't care either, he was just reporting a fact. And his purpose of attending the party this time is to exchange for one thing. The same thing that he has long been interested in can be used to completely control undead beasts. He was a little hesitant before, but now he has made up his mind. The undead beast has been obtained, it is time to exchange this thing. So he looked at the main seat, the man sitting on one of the four high-backed stone chairs that symbolized status. I saw that man was tall and straight, with one fist clenched to prop up his chin, with a smile on his mouth all the time, looking down at everyone in the hall with a certain posture of looking down on everything. He's also one of the few people who doesn't wear a mask. "Aizen, what are you talking about?" said the clown in a hoarse voice. That's right, this person is Aizen Soyousuke in the world of Death God. "Have you figured it out?" Aizen looked at the clown carefully and asked. "Think it over." The clown said in a deep voice. Aizen didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw something at the clown. It was a Master Ball from the Pokemon world. A master ball capable of 100% capturing elves.
This is the prop that the clown is going to use to tame the undead beast. The clown was holding the master ball in his hand, with an excited expression on his face. Of course, he was wearing a mask, so even if he looked excited, others would not be able to tell. But Aizen has insight into people's hearts, so he can feel it naturally. "Something is given to you, don't forget what you promised." "No." The clown tightly held the master ball in his hand, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The transaction between the two was completed, or rather, Lan Ran invested something with a master ball. The clown stayed for a while, feeling that there was nothing he wanted to exchange for in this party. (chdc) In addition, the purpose of this time has been achieved, and there are still many things in this world. So the clown got up, and finally did not forget to bow slightly to Lan Ran to show his gratitude, and then turned and walked into the mist. In the end, he returned to the light gate where he came from. Aizen, on the other hand, was completely unresponsive to the clown's departure. It wasn't until the clown's figure had disappeared into the mist that he glanced at the direction the clown left, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider. After stepping through the light door, the clown returned to the bedroom where he had left before. The door was still open, but he turned around first and reached out to touch the light door. The next moment, the light gate slowly shrank, and finally became a bracelet-like object. At the same time, the light disappeared, and it was like an ordinary rubber ring, covering his wrist. The clown heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards the living room. After all, this Light Gate is his most important thing. Just when he came to the living room, the clown's eyes narrowed. He found that there was one person missing, the man in the windbreaker was gone. "What's going on?" The clown asked in a deep voice. "He said he wanted to go out and have some fun." Leng Yannv said without hiding anything. "Hmph, does he think I'm a fool?" The clown's face became completely gloomy. What he hates the most is that his subordinates make their own decisions and disobey orders. But then, the clown suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed. "No, is he going to eat people again?" "This subordinate doesn't know." Facing the clown's anger, Leng Yannv was also a little frightened. "Go, we can't stay here anymore." The clown made a decisive decision. "Don't wait for him?" Leng Yannv froze for a moment. Although the man in the windbreaker disobeyed the order, he just taught him a lesson, and transferred without notifying the other party?
"No accident, he probably won't come back, or even if he does, he will only bring the enemy back, and we'll leave immediately." The clown began to eliminate all traces here without delay. Leng Yannv was a little puzzled, but she still chose to obey the order and help eliminate the traces together. The clown was very satisfied with Leng Yannv's actions, and when the two of them packed up and left quickly, the clown explained it. "Yesterday's operation to capture Jiangshen failed, and the mountain god and three people were even involved. This shows that the strength of the special operations team has exceeded our initial expectations!" "However, we have investigated the strength of the Shancheng Special Operations Team for a long time in advance, so there is only one possibility. Among the foreign aid they invited this time, there are real masters! In addition to the destruction of the Red Blood Team a few days ago , it may be related to the destruction of the people of the red blood group, so we can't overestimate such a master, because the price of underestimating [our Leng Yannv suddenly realized. "The subordinate was careless. He should have been persuaded at that time and not let him go out." "No, it's not your fault, I can only blame that guy for being too stupid." The clown said with a look of resentment. In this way, the two quickly left the hiding place. Not long after that, the man in the windbreaker came back here. It's a pity that the place is already empty. The man in the windbreaker was still a little puzzled, but he thought that the leader couldn't leave him alone, maybe he just went out for a while. So I thought about waiting for a while to see if the leader would come back. In this way, after waiting for a short time, instead of the clown, the special operations team arrived. And with only the man in the windbreaker alone, even if he has the strength of a black-level elite, he is no match for the siege of the well-prepared special operations team. Not to mention that there are Lin Xu and Kuangsan standing beside them. So until he was eliminated, he didn't think about why he was abandoned. And how he was found. It's just a pity that the clown still ran away after all. (Ask for flowers, ask for evaluation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, thank you for your support, thank you everyone.).