I was followed by the Dionysus Club? This was hidden from my perception. Mr. Bill, who was at least at the dominant level, was startled, but not too panicked.

He even understood the whole thread of the incident in an instant. The Dionysus Club seemed to be keeping a low profile on the surface, but in fact, they had been secretly targeting him for a long time. Perhaps he was already being targeted when they were attacked that day.

The alcoholics wanted to find the president through him, but the president had already expected that today's meeting was just the president using him to fish.

The CBD area was chosen in the early morning because there were no residential buildings nearby. Even if a fight broke out, ordinary people would not be injured by mistake, and there was no need to worry about the moral value being reset to zero.

"Still want steak?"

The president, wearing half a silver mask, suddenly pointed to the plate in front of Bill, where there was half of his remaining steak.

It's already this late, and you still have the mind to pay attention to steak? The little soul in Mr. Bill's body was roaring, but on the surface he was submissive:

"No, I don't want to eat..."

The president nodded, picked up the plate with one hand and held Bill's shoulder with the other.

Bill's eyes blurred and he found himself outside the restaurant. Looking around, the entire CBD area was in darkness, as if the power had been cut off.

The president raised his head and looked towards the rooftop of the office building across the street, and said casually:

"Are you the only Lord of Chaos? Do you have any reinforcements? If so, come out quickly. It's almost dawn and I have to bring breakfast to my wife."

Bill raised his head quickly and saw a tall figure standing on the top of a hundred-story office building. It was a burly old man with a printed scarf around his neck and a wide-brimmed, high-top felt hat on his head. The top of the hat was concave, revealing silver hair at the edges.

He was wearing jeans and had a holster tied around his thigh, with a silver large-caliber pistol inserted in the holster.

He had a rugged face, deep eye sockets, and a circle of silver stubble around his mouth.

"Cowboy Locke?"

Bill's face changed slightly.

As a saint of the Merchants Guild, he subconsciously read out the title of this master, Cowboy Locke, one of the three top masters of the Dionysus Club.

His main weapon is a pistol. It is said that anyone he aims at will die from the gun.

His bullets never missed their targets and every shot took people's lives. Even the masters of the same realm could only be beaten when facing the black muzzle of the gun.

"Of course I'm not the only one," the old cowboy on the rooftop said calmly, "All three of us are here."

As he finished speaking, Bill heard the faint sound of high heels coming from the left side of the street. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall and graceful figure slowly walking towards him.

This is an extremely gorgeous girl, wearing ten-centimeter-high heels, black leather pants, and a short leather jacket. The zipper of the jacket is open, revealing an extremely sexy and enchanting slender waist, and her huge breasts wrapped in a white bra.

She had short brown hair, neat and tidy, carrying a small wine barrel, her light green eyes were drunken and charming.

Mr. Fannybill, the drunkard, felt his scalp tingling.

Compared to Cowboy Locke, Fanny is less famous, but that doesn't mean she is not strong. Instead, as the name suggests, Fanny is an alcoholic. She is either drinking or sleeping after getting drunk.

She seldom caused trouble, because in the eyes of this alcoholic woman, apart from alcohol, nothing in the world was worth mentioning.

The favorite saying of drunkard Fanni is "All saints and wise men in ancient times were lonely, only drinkers left their names". It is said that she would recite this saying wherever she goes to show her style.

There are very few stories about her in major organizations. The most famous one was that a few years ago, the drunkard Fanny stayed in a small town for half a month and got drunk. The breath she exhaled made everyone in the town drunk and unconscious, causing a huge disaster.

As a result, Drunkard Annie's moral value was reset to zero, her location was made public, and she was hunted down by the top leaders of various lawful organizations. In the end, she had to flee into the forbidden area of ​​the Abyss Church and seal herself, only then was she lucky enough to save her life.

“Lilili…”

A sneer came from the right. Bill turned his head and saw a shadow appearing out of nowhere. He was wearing a black cloak that wrapped his body tightly.

The hood of the cloak is lowered, so the face cannot be seen clearly. Browser search: @精_华_书_阁... The fastest update...

This should be the 'chaoser', Lightbill swallowed hard

Mo, in order to deal with the president, the three top masters of the Dionysus Club came out in full force.

"Since ancient times, all saints and wise men have been lonely, only drinkers have left their names."

Fanny chanted a poem with a poor pronunciation, then raised the wine barrel and took a sip. Her voice was soft and a little hoarse:

"Mr. President, just stay in the East. We won't make things difficult for you. Why bother getting involved in the fight between the club and the Merchants Guild?"

The man in the pure black suit lingered on Fanny's hot body and said, "I traveled half the world to see me, beautiful girl."

Fanny's drunken eyes froze for a moment, and she emphasized, "I'm here to kill you."

"You don't understand!" The president stroked the silver mask on his face and smiled, "The prophecy of the Compass of Light has come true. The war between law and evil is about to begin. I can no longer remain immune."

This president speaks such a fluent foreign language.

"Don't waste time talking to him, just do it." Old cowboy Locke pulled out his large pistol and fired twice.

Before Bill could react, he heard two explosions behind him. He looked back in confusion and saw two craters behind him and the president.

What happened? He was a little confused and didn't react for a while.

But soon, he understood.

Cowboy Locke's bullets hit them the moment they were fired. Normal bullets have trajectories and need to fly, but Cowboy Locke's bullets are just the opposite. This is a reversal of the rules. It is the skill of a dominant alcoholic.

So Locke's bullets never missed their targets.

The president easily resolved Cowboy Locke's attack using the signature skill of the Void profession - Stealth!

effect. And it is a specialized stealth, which can easily create a "slide shoe"

"Let's do it together!"

The Chaos Man Wright, wearing a black cloak, stretched out his right hand. His right hand was completely upside down, with the palm facing up and the back of the hand facing down, like a child's misplaced puppet.

The upside-down hand clenched vigorously.

In an instant, the world turned upside down, the sky was below, the ground was above, and all the surrounding scenery became chaotic and distorted.

Bill felt dizzy and instinctively wanted to use his skills to escape, but he found that he had forgotten how to use the skills.

They watched the old cowboy's gun spewing flames and the drunkard Fanny spitting liquor at them.

At this time, the president threw the steak in his hand towards Chaos Light and said with a smile:

"Stop fighting and kill each other. How about we do a business? I'll sell you the steak and you sell me your skills. I think it's a good deal."

As these words were spoken, the upside-down and chaotic world instantly returned to normal.

Bill saw the president stretch out his right hand and shake it vigorously towards the cowboy Locke across the street.

“Bang!”

Cowboy Locke's body was torn into pieces.

The rules were reversed and he was hit by the bullet he shot himself.

The president didn't look at the remains of Cowboy Locke. He raised the small wine barrel in his hand and caught the wine that was spraying towards him.

The wine mist is all collected in the barrel. ~~

At some point, Fanny's wine barrel was taken away by the president.

"Give it back to me!" The drunkenness in Fanny's eyes immediately disappeared and she rushed over.

"Exile!" The president raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second, the gorgeous girl who had appeared before him disappeared.

"Exile, exile!" The president snapped his fingers twice, and the remains of Chaos Light and Cowboy Locke disappeared one after another.

But soon, the three top masters appeared again. They reversed the rules and returned to the bustling metropolis.

Cowboy Locke even returned to his original state and came back to life.

"exile!"

"exile!"

"exile!"

The president snapped his fingers continuously, and the three top masters returned to the metropolis again and again, but were exiled again and again.

The scene fell into a weird and funny stalemate.

An unknown amount of time passed, but after another exile, the three peak overlords never appeared again.

Mr. Bill looked around.

Surprised and in awe: "President, where did you exile them?"

"I don't know, I just threw it randomly." The president picked up the barrel and took a sip. He staggered and said with a grin, "The alcohol is really strong."

He threw this master-level item away like trash and said:

"Bill, the fun has just begun."

You just watch the show yourself, can you send me away? When Bill heard this, he knew that the matter was not over yet, and he stayed close to the president like a chicken, looking around with vigilant eyes.

At this moment, he discovered something unusual: the light bulbs of the street lamps had changed direction and were facing the sky.

Traffic lights and surveillance cameras also change direction.

This change is still going on quietly. As time goes by, the change is gradually intensifying. Positive things such as towering skyscrapers, green trees, and cars have all become distorted to a certain extent.

Buildings were tilted, grass and trees were upside down, cars were overturned, and trash cans were floating in the air.

And in the deep night sky, an identical city rises, like a mirror world.

The two cities slowly merged, and finally even the sky disappeared. Bill looked around. There were flat streets under his feet and above his head. With a leap, he could jump to the roof of a building. On the side of him was a tilted office building, and he could walk on the wall as if he were walking on flat ground.

"The twisted world!"

The president's voice came to my ears: "The big boss's rule-based props, tsk tsk, Bill, we can't escape. I just tried, and teleportation doesn't work. When the two worlds are completely integrated, our bodies will be distorted, die, and return to the spirit world."

"Then, what should we do?" Bill's face turned pale.

"Of course, the props that can deal with rule-based props are rule-based props." The president laughed, "Bill, let me show you the highest-level props of the void profession!"

As they were talking, a golden light burst out from under their feet, and then the ground cracked, and a golden seedling broke through the soil and grew rapidly.

In an instant, it grew into a towering tree a hundred feet tall, with a thick trunk, lush branches and leaves, and a canopy like a canopy.

Among the lush branches and leaves, there are props emitting golden light, including hundreds of swords, spears, halberds, pots, jars, jewelry, clothing, home appliances and cosmetics.

As soon as this sacred tree appeared, the fusion of the two worlds came to an abrupt halt, like a stuck gear.

Bill's heart was pounding, and he felt a strong desire and envy, and his businessman's DNA was moved.

He stared at the sacred tree hung with props and for a moment forgot that he was in danger.

"snort!"

A cold snort came from the endless void. ~~

Immediately afterwards, the twisted world started to move again, descending inch by inch. The sacred tree that supported the two worlds broke bit by bit, and the props hanging on the treetop exploded one by one.

The twisted world also broke into crystal-like cracks.

Both rule-based props were damaged.

Bill had a look of heartache on his face. He turned his head and saw that the president's mouth was twitching with heartache.

"How long are you going to wait?" the president roared.

As soon as the words fell, the whole world rumbled, and a sword light that pierced through heaven and earth and was as powerful as a comet pierced through the world. Between heaven and earth, only a vast expanse of white remained.

Bill felt a pain in his eyes, closed them, and tears of blood rolled down his cheeks.

He is blind.

Just one glance at the light and his eyes were blinded by the sword energy.

He heard the loud sound of countless pieces of glass breaking, and then he felt his shoulders sink. It was the president taking him into stealth.

The brilliant sword light pierced through the twisted world and also pierced through the sacred tree.

The distorted world shattered, and the props hanging on the sacred tree turned into a dense meteor shower, shooting in all directions and disappearing into the sky.

"What the hell!" The president's face changed drastically when he saw the props flying between heaven and earth.

"Damn it!" The angry roar of the boss of the Dionysus Club came from the void.

"I missed..."

The last part is a voice that is cool and majestic, yet soft and pleasant.

dawn.

Fu Qingyang was shocked by a burst of rapid electricity.

Awakened by the voice, he got up from the bed, walked to the desk and picked up the phone.

The screen showed that the caller was Elder Dog.

Fu Qingyang answered the phone, "You rarely call me early in the morning."

Elder Dog said in a serious tone: "Something happened."

"The counter-ambush failed?" Fu Qingyang asked.

"It succeeded, but it caused a bigger problem." Elder Dog said: "The marshal smashed the president's treasure tree, and hundreds of props were scattered outside."

Fu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and he immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

It is inevitable that people with super powers will be created. These people with super powers are not bound by moral values. Just imagine, if a normal person suddenly gets super powers, what will he do? He will commit crimes!

Some props have self-awareness and do not even need a holder. They will affect the surrounding creatures based on their characteristics.

According to the law of causality of moral values, these sins will be shared by the initiators - the marshal, the president and the big boss of the Dionysus Club.

These three demigods will be wanted by the Spirit Realm in the near future.

According to the mechanism that the higher the level, the higher the bounty, it is highly likely that demigods from all over the world will come to Songhai to hunt them down.

"This is rubbish!" Fu Qingyang gritted his teeth:

"I've said it before, her sword energy is too murderous, and its destructive power has reached its peak. Next, she should turn from positive to negative and restrain her edge."

All I do all day is eat sweets and read comics.

Rubbish!

The dog elder whispered:

"Now is not the time to complain. The headquarters notified us to immediately mobilize all manpower to collect those scattered props and solve this matter before the marshal's morality value is reset to zero. In five minutes, the Great Elder will convene a meeting of the Ten Elders. You should prepare."

Chapter 71 Fu Qingyang: This rubbish!!