Chapter 512: I want to destroy the magic (the second!)

Chapter 512 I want to destroy the magic (the second!)

A high-tech company, a high-tech company with satellites!

Wang Xian stood at the door of the Shen Information Technology Company and sensed everyone in the entire company.
All are ordinary people, not a warrior.
Just as he was watching the building, a middle-aged man stood in the office on the top floor of the building, staring at the surveillance video.
Next to the middle-aged, a delicate human skin hangs around, in addition to the human skin, there are also dark red bones, emitting light.
The whole office is very different.
In the surveillance video, Wang Xian’s figure appears clearly above.
"Dragon King, is he aware of our base of knowing the sky? That bar, if it is not wrong, it should be an abyss!"
"Sure enough, the killer in the abyss is the disciple of Longmen!"
The middle-aged mouth was slightly tilted, and the face showed strong self-confidence. The eyes stared at the video with twinkling eyes: "A dragon king is not enough to think about it. The whole right-handed alliance is our enemy!"
"Do you really think that we have really done nothing in the 50 years of the demon?"
"Do you really think that we will be ruined by what you call the right way as before?"
"Haha, this time, your so-called right-way alliance, ready to accept fear!"
The middle-aged muttered, his face was awkward: "But everything depends on the battle between Qi Di and Nie Wushuang. Best of all, they can all die together!"
The middle-aged face showed a cold look, and he touched his face as if he was sorting out his face.
Finishing his face, he laughed again, like a successful person, holding a briefcase and walking towards the bottom.
There was a sly smile on his face.
However, when he walked out of the room in the middle of the year, Wang Xian, standing under the Shenling Building, slowly recovered his gaze.
"Sure enough, here is the Zhitian group, but it seems to have a big difference with what I think!"
Wang Xian turned around and had a strange smile on his face.
Middle-aged thought that he was clearly watching Wang Xian through monitoring.
But I don't know, Wang Xian's penetrating eyes looked at everything in the building, including the middle-aged, including the surveillance video.
However, what surprised him was that this Zhitian group seems to be a magic road, a bone!
"Fifty years of crouching, it really is not that simple!"
Wang Xian slightly thought, then shook his head and came to the side to find a restaurant to simply eat a meal.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Xian came to the spiritual hop bar in the abyss.
There are a lot of people in the bar, and no one can think of it. Under the bar, it is actually a killer organization.
Wang Xian glanced at the sight and found that there were more than a dozen warriors in the entire bar. He found a position to sit down.
The roar of the music, Wang Xian was not heard, and he took out his mobile phone to send a message to Guan Shuqing Lan Qingyue.
However, the two did not pay attention to him, which made him very helpless.
"Ok?"
At this moment, Wang Xian’s nose moved and a faint came.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the side.
In a corner position, two unusually handsome young people sat there, and next to the youth, two beautiful women sat.
Two beautiful women smiled and leaned on the youth.
Wang Xian looked at the eyes of two beautiful women, with no eyes.
Their arms are placed in the position of the wine glasses, and a stream of blood flows toward it.
The two young people feel comfortable on the body of the beautiful woman, drinking the blood in the glass, and the face looks satisfied.
"Oh, this is our life. For fifty years, when I was ten years old, I entered the depths of the forest and lived the original life. Now I can finally enjoy this world of flowers!"
"Hey, the current society is really cool. When I can refine the second bone, I will make this little beauty into a bone, and play it every day!"
"There are a few old sorrows without faces, they are very moist now!"
"Come on, hey, this skin is really tempting!"
The voices of the two youth dialogues were clearly transmitted to Wang Xian’s ears.
Wang Xian’s eyes flashed a icy look.
Through his eyes, he saw two wrinkled old men in their 50s and 60s holding two beautiful women.
"Hi handsome!"
Just then, a seductive voice came from the ear.
He just looked up and saw a voluptuous woman bowing his body and smiling at him.
The woman also waved to the two young people in the corner!
Wang Xian looked at the woman and thought of the exquisite human skin on the building of the gods.
"Is this the magic road? Many people are disgusting in the right way, but the people of the magical road are horrible!"
In the heart of Wang Xian’s heart, the man of the bones, he was not the first to see.
When I met in Beijing last time, Wang Xian did not feel anything. Now I met with my own eyes, and my heart was filled with murder.
Wang Xian looked up at the enchanting woman in front of her, an old face appeared in her own sight.
"Old witch, what do you want to do?"
Wang Xian stared at the old witch with some sarcasm and asked coldly.
The enchanting woman looks a glimpse, and her eyes flashed a cold look.
"Handsome, what is your old witch? Am I old?"
The woman slowly reached out and touched Wang Xian’s shoulder.
"Are you all so unscrupulous?"
Wang Xian looked at the old demon in front of him, his eyes sweeping through the two youths in the corner.
When the woman heard Wang Xian’s words, her body stiffened and the smile on her face disappeared. A feeling of gloom came.
"you know too much!"
The voice of the woman’s hoarse voice came, and there was no such charm.
"dead!"
Wang Xian's cold face waved, and a horrible force went straight to the woman.
This force, killing a congenital strongman, is a breeze.
"what!"
When Wang Xian’s arm fell on the woman’s body, her face changed dramatically and her eyes were horrified.
"boom!"
A bit of blood spit from her mouth.
An old and ugly body hits directly behind.
"you wanna die!"
The screaming voice rang in the bar, completely covering the music of the bar.
"Well? Is Kim Jong unshelled? A mortal blow, even to prevent it from blocking!"
Wang Xian raised a brow and slowly stood up.
"Warrior? Dare to find death!"
In the corner, the two young people saw the old-fashioned old-fashioned demon who had made the golden eagle shelled and saved his life. His face changed and immediately stood up.
"Go out, go out all!"
At this time, several dragons who had been kept in the bar saw this situation and immediately shouted at the ordinary people in the bar.
"Ah!"
The sound of the scent of the singer made them fearful, and a tourist who was preparing to watch the bustle ran away in horror.
(End of this chapter)