Chapter 500: Preparing to Encircle the Sick Building

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes after reading it.

Anyone who is respected as a big boss among the reincarnations must be impeccable in terms of strength, character, and strategy.

Shen Ji and Jing Shou did not, as they had imagined, willingly be used as pawns, but decided to quit while they were ahead.

After all, whether it is the Dark Alliance or the three major official organizations, there are Nine-Step Kings behind them. If they want to completely kill these Eight-Step Kings, they can do it with some effort.

However, if King Jiubu hunts him down at all costs and he is unable to hold a sacrifice to the gods as soon as possible, it would be a great loss.

The two of them had very clear logic and were not easily led astray.

"This reincarnationist has a bad temper~"

Jiang Chen shook his head regretfully.

Soon after, another message was received that a plan to surround and kill the patients in the ward had been finalized, and the action would be carried out in the early morning of tomorrow night.

The reason for the one-day postponement was because of Sister Hong who suddenly reported to be crowned king, and Uncle Wei whose strength had greatly improved.

As usual, no one asked how they improved their strength.

——Respect each other’s secrets for a common goal.

This is the consistent purpose of the underworld.

After watching it, Jiang Chen was about to go back to sleep, but Tiezhu, who had drunk a belly full of water on the balcony, ran in and insisted on pestering him to buy another TV.

This kid is so shameless. He said last night that TV was an evil thing, but now when he wants to watch it, he throws a tantrum, cries, and does everything he can to get away with it.

Jiang Chen picked it up, made a dozen gestures with his palms, and forced it to lie on its side.

Unexpectedly, Tiezhu was very persistent and determined. After failing here, he ran to Sister Hong and knocked on her door, calling her stepmother.

After asking about the purpose of the visit, Sister Hong spat at the dog to stop shouting, and then she personally brought over her own 85-inch, 85X9500B TV, which was worth over 100,000 yuan, and helped the dog install it. She also cooked a table of her signature dishes for Tiezhu to eat while watching.

Tiezhu was quite touched and said that he would definitely treat his stepmother to hotpot when he had time.

Sister Hong didn't know what was going on, but she nodded and agreed happily.

The lights in the living room were turned off, and the large screen was on. Tiezhu was lying on the sofa with Shizhu wrapped around his tail, stroking the remote control with a look of concentration. The sound of the TV could be heard faintly.

In the bedroom, Jiang Chen was sleeping soundly while holding the Yin Shen Hammer.

The scene is warm.

But as the saying goes, when you feel that the years are peaceful, there must be someone carrying the burden for you.

At this time, the reincarnations scattered in various places looked at the darkening sky, lit one cigarette after another, but could not fall asleep at all.

They fought hard to snatch some high-quality sacrifices.

Only then did he realize that all the ordinary offerings he had collected had been snatched away by his grandson, and there were not enough for the grand sacrifice!

Moreover, the method used by the Reincarnator to kill the king is usually only effective the first time in a generation.

In other words, those who fail to return to the king realm with this harvest are basically doomed to miss the "last chance".

Of course, they are not without any solutions.

Those who have background can dig out their past savings.

Those who are penniless can only cooperate with some contemporary forces, either by joining them or by providing some ancient magic, secrets of the previous dynasty, etc. in exchange for ordinary sacrifices.

In the past, it would have been impossible for the arrogance of the reincarnationists to lower themselves like this, but Jiang Chen helped them successfully overcome their psychological barriers.

…

Another night fell, and amidst the bustling neon lights of the city, some powerful figures rose into the sky.

Most people don't notice it.

Even among the ghost messengers, only the stronger ones seemed to sense something, looked up, but found nothing.

Sarola.

Standing on the western plateau, the last city of Kyushu, further west is the famous death zone, a deserted place with low temperatures and lack of oxygen. Even experienced locals may not come out alive if they enter.

However, the frequent development of tourism has made this originally lonely city seem very lively, with lights on all night long, leading to it having another title: the city that never sleeps.

It is the most widely recommended place among the poetry and distant places of young men and women.