Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy Chapter 104

When Ross set off, he was in a military camp fifteen kilometers away from Arkham City.

A total of six people sat quietly on the chairs, some were reading, some were cutting their nails, some were putting on makeup, and some were sleeping.

In the hall in the middle, Ivan, who was already mad, fell to the ground with convulsions, his eyes rolled, and his breathing was weak. It seemed that he couldn't live anymore.

Barrow, the senior investigator of Eye of Insight, stood beside Ivan and frowned slightly: "Ghoul? Crazy woman?"

Ivan, who was overly frightened, was completely insane. Even if he had special interrogation ability in his hand, he only got some bits and pieces of information.

"How about the analysis of the pus on his wound?" Barlow turned to ask the young man in glasses who was looking down at the book.

The young man raised his head and said skillfully: "It is a special biological virus, a toxin belonging to the carrion system. Its main effect is to dissolve human body tissue. The source is from Innsmouth. Judging from the tooth marks, it should be canine , most likely caused by mutated dogs."

"Where's the antidote?" Barrow asked.

The young man took out an injection: "It's already ready."

"Very good." Barlow nodded in satisfaction.

"That is to say, Ivan's madness has nothing to do with the newly appointed mayor, which means that he doesn't know our existence yet. This is good news."

At this time, the tall, thin, pale-skinned young man with a knife to cut his nails asked, "When do you leave?"

"the day after tomorrow."

"So slow!?" The gloomy young man expressed his dissatisfaction.

Barlow said lightly: "This time we are facing a formed city government. According to internal information, he has at least 30 superhuman police officers around the twentieth level under his command. the power of."

"In addition, we don't know much about this Los Arkham. If we want to hit him, we need to be fully prepared."

The gloomy youth expressed disdain and said, "I can kill them all by myself. Your action efficiency is really slow."

"Yin ghost, since you choose to participate in this battle, you must obey our command!" Barlow said coldly.

After hearing this, Yin Ghost's eyes flashed for a while, and then he snorted and did not continue to speak.

"You can rest for two days, remember, don't act alone! The meeting is dismissed."

Several people stood up and turned to leave.

"These guys are really hard to manage."

These six people are all elites near the Eye of Insight, each of them is at least level 30, and has a strange ability.

The Yin ghost just now had a level of thirty-two, and he acted without a trace, and he was a famous murderer.

He even killed a level 34 superhuman once, and he is a well-known dangerous guy in the circle.

"I hope that guy hasn't discovered the dungeon labyrinth below Arkham." Barlow secretly said in his heart.

No. 443 Fish Street, located in the southernmost part of the entire central area, belongs to the end of the slum street, and is close to the Miskatonic River. There are not many places to live here, and the overall look is a bit deserted.

Ross parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and looked at the small tattoo shop.

This is a two-story single-family building with a history of at least 30 years. The walls are seriously aging, and even the windows on the second floor have been deformed after years of wind and rain.

The door of the tattoo shop is half open, and through the gap, you can see that there is some clutter inside.

The first floor is where Kos works, a huge workbench, a tattoo bed, and two cabinets for storing various materials.

At this time, Coase was sitting on a chair, sitting beside the workbench with his head bowed and dealing with something.

The tattoo parlors have been deserted a lot recently. Before, Kos's main target group was the gang members.

However, after this period of cleaning, those gang members have already gone to prison, and naturally he has no business here.

However, this doesn't seem to affect Coase's life. He still sits at the counter every day as before, with his head down to handle something, and even the neighbors can't see him eating.

Knocked on the door, Ross walked in with a smile, and smelled a strange smell coming from his face.

There is a faint smell of blood in the taste, and there is also a fishy smell of seafood.

"Is Boss Kos there?" A clear voice sounded.

Kos, who bowed his head, turned his head, and looked at Ross with a pair of oval, somewhat strange eyes.

Koss is rather weird. His head is long and narrow, and he doesn't seem to have any hair on his body, neither hair nor eyebrows.

The brow bone is slightly higher, causing his eye sockets to be sunken, and it seems that prolonged malnutrition has caused his cheeks to be thin and his cheekbones protrude.

His skin was pale as a whole, and you couldn't even see the pores if you looked closely, like a white and smooth white film.

He is very tall, about 1.9 meters, and his arms are much longer than normal people, which makes his body a little weird.

He seems to have one long leg and one short leg, and it seems that he has not developed well from his mother's womb.

All year round, he wears a thick plush vest on his body, and there seems to be something wrapped around his abdomen, which makes his body a little bloated.

"Mayor... sir?" Coase's voice was low ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but had a slender childishness that sounded like a child's voice.

It's hard to imagine that a person with such a look has such a special baby voice.

Ross walked in with a smile and said, "It seems that I'm quite famous."

There was very little expression on Kos's face. At this time, he pointed to the wall on the side without changing his face and said, "I have seen your order to kill, and a lot of guys who came to me with tattoos threatened to kill you a while ago. "

Ross just happened to see his picture posted on the wall, with a blood-red cross on it and a big "Kill" written on it.

Ross walked over to pick up the kill order and smiled: "It seems that I'm quite popular."

"Then those guys disappeared." Coase said flatly.

Ross nodded: "They are picking up soap in prison, and the one that comes out soonest will probably take five years to come."

Coase was not a talkative person, so he asked directly, "What is the matter with Mr. Mayor coming to see me?"

"I want to find you for some cooperation." Ross said with a smile.

"Cooperation? I'm just a tattoo artist, and I'm not qualified to cooperate with the mayor." Coase refused directly.

Ross was sitting next to him casually, just when he saw that he was tattooing something on a piece of skin that he didn't know what it was, and he could vaguely see a sea.

"Actually, I appreciate your "one-stop" service." Ross: smiled.

"One-stop... service? I don't have such a service here." Coase said with cold eyes.

Ross said with a smile, "The dragon I'm talking about is a real dragon."

"Where is there a dragon in this world." Kos said lightly, stuffing his left hand into his plush vest.

Chapter end