119 / seven streams

After hearing Tang Xun'an's words, Shen Qingyang's smile faltered slightly.

The next second, he replied softly: "I have left my work permit at the front desk, please wait a moment."

But Tang Xun'an gave him this time. Huang Chen came out of the sheath, and Shen Qingyang flashed a lingering knife light in front of his eyes.

A pitch-black tentacle stood in front of Huang Chen, was cut into two pieces vertically, and fell to the ground.

On the tentacles, those dark blue eyes showed resentment and distorted expressions.

Shen Qingyang didn't want to reveal his identity, but the reality was often not up to him to choose.

Compared with the tentacles, his body will be much more fragile.

He withdrew the **** tentacles and scolded in a low voice, "Dog nose."

Shen Qingyang didn't really want to fight with Tang Xun'an here, a fight would kill people. He didn't want Lu Yan to see what he looked like now.

He could endure the alienation, calmness, and even vigilance in Lu Yan's eyes; the only thing he didn't want to see was disgust.

This will remind Shen Qingyang of the days of being a mouse in the gutter. Because of a work injury, he limped a leg and walked down the street, followed by a series of giggling children.

Shen Qingyang's huge, pitch-black tentacles filled the entire corridor in an instant.

He took a fighting stance, feinted a shot, but he broke out of the window and jumped from a dozen floors upstairs.

Tang Xun'an opened his dragon wings behind his back, his whole body fell like a meteor, the blade slashed and blocked in front of him, dark blue blood exploded in mid-air, and sprinkled on one side of the glass, like a spray a coat of paint.

【Talent 3-Time】

The tentacles that were cut off were soon wrinkled from the loss of life and fell to the ground like shriveled eggplants.

Huang Chen slammed into Shen Qingyang's heart. A point protrudes from the back.

Everything happens in an instant.

When it comes into contact with the blade, the body quickly turns yellowish, like an air-dried mummy.

Shen Qingyang coughed out bright blue blood from the corner of his mouth, but a strange smile appeared on his face: "Next time, Lu Yan, it's me."

The lodging of the prevention and treatment center was changed to a holiday hotel.

Underneath the building is a swimming pool.

Shen Qingyang fell to the bottom of the water, and the whole person dispersed like water.

A small black swimming fish got into the drainage.

Tang Xun'an slashed towards the water, and the bottom of the swimming pool was split like a cobweb-like crack, and the ground trembled.

The dragon's breath erupted in an instant, and the water in the entire swimming pool evaporated in an instant, and even the mist was left behind.

However, the fish was still swimming too fast.

Tang Xun'an pursed his lips, his face gloomy.

He turned on the headset and contacted the headquarters: "October 17, 8:13 am. Black octopus was found near Fengji Island."

When there was a fight outside the corridor, and Shen Qingyang cut through the wall and jumped off the building, the wifi in Lu Yan's room was cut off.

Unfortunately, his web page refreshed and the page became a 404.

[Assumed to be damaged fiber. ] The system ‌ sound sounds schadenfreude.

Because of the internet, Lu Yan temporarily stopped his work. He stood beside the bed and glanced down, just to bump into the scene where Shen Qingyang turned into a fish and escaped.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was a burst of exclamations outside, and the staff came from all around, like ants.

The system "tsk": [Shen Qingyang can't go back. Do you know about rabies? Rabies virus acts on the central nervous system of the brain, and the fatality rate is 100% after the onset. The same goes for pollution. He has already made some permanent and irreversible changes in his thinking. Even the perfect evolutionary body is the same. ]

[This change, I often do not realize. In fact, the Apocalypse is also a patient of pollution disease, but it is completely ill. ]

Lu Yan looked back, and a few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

He opened the door and made way for a passage: "Come in."

Tang Xun'an subconsciously took care of his tie, which was still soaked with a little blue blood.

He walked in and said in a very businesslike tone, "Lu Yan. According to the surveillance, the black octopus imitated a staff member and entered your room."

"The data from the headquarters shows that he used to be your patient. There is a big difference in thinking between pollutants and human beings. Although in special circumstances, some human emotions will remain, but especially the Ministry of Action. The usual attitude is shoot to kill."

His implication was that Shen Qingyang was not such a good person, and hoped that Lu Yan would not be deceived by pollutants.

Although the data shows that there is no special relationship between the two people.

But Shen Qingyang's words made Tang Xun'an very irritable, it sounded like a declaration of necessity, and even made him a little unable to control his anger.

This kind of anger made him want to wrap Lu Yan with his tail and lick his body with his barbed tongue, leaving behind his own breath.

Lu Yan took two paper cups and poured coconut milk into the refrigerator: "I know."

His tone was the same as before.

After speaking, he sat on the sofa opposite Tang Xun'an and sipped the iced coconut milk.

Tang Xun'an looked at his silver eyes, and finally asked obediently, "I want to know, did Shen Qingyang do something with you?"

Asking about the process of contact with pollutants should be the work of the staff of the prevention and control center.

He asked Lu Yan directly, which was a bit arrogant.

Lu Yan said, "I sent a letter and it's on the table."

【49°51′s, 128°34′w】*

At this latitude and longitude, Lu Yan took out the world map and checked it. This place is above the ocean. It belongs to the roaring west wind belt, also known as the "devil west wind belt", and there are often huge waves.

In the era of great navigation, countless ships sank here.

Tang Xun'an opened the envelope and looked at it, his eyebrows raised.

"This place, the headquarters has records, but I have an impression."

"In the early days of the pollution outbreak, many people proved paranormal and changed from atheists to theists."

"This kind of social environment has become the best soil for cultivating cults. The Deep Sea Society in the West and the Bliss Religion in the East are all born under this background."

"The Western Pollution Disease Prevention and Control Center, once united with the Hunter Guild and the Old Testament Alliance, took over the old nest of the Deep Sea Society. And in the office of the President of the Deep Sea Society, they found a yellowish black sailboat. picture."

"The end point of the HNA chart is marked with latitude and longitude, but it is converted according to the same scale, which happens to be 49°51' south latitude and 128°34' west longitude... But the headquarters once dispatched a fleet to look there, except for sea water, No matter what. They kept it for 2 years."

Tang Xun'an took out his mobile phone: "I have permission to call up that nautical chart and show it to you."

The system said faintly: [This is probably one of the few useful moments for Dog Dragon. The old man has worked for more than 80 years, and he still has this authority. ]

[This place is called Lalaiye. ]*

[I really want to tell you everything I know, but I am afraid that you will become mentally retarded. Who understands this feeling of refraining from speaking? ]

Tang Xun'an called up the map and handed the phone to Lu Yan.

This nautical chart is a scanned copy, the font on it is very strange, and there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Lu Yan thought for a moment, then remembered how familiar he is.

When Lu Cheng was young, he liked to use this weird font for his diary.

When he was young, Lu Yan once believed that this was the criminal record of Lu Cheng killing his mother. He secretly turned over several times, but no matter how careful he was, he would always be found, and then Lu Cheng had broken a few bones. Not to mention anything.

On the map, land and sea areas are painted with stick figures to look like monsters. In the most central area, there is a big banyan tree with roots almost all over the continent. There was a burning flame and a flying bird nearby.

In the first area, a black dragon is crouching on the ground, and in the distance are eight large snakes, showing their teeth and dancing claws; in the third area, they are replaced by bird wings, with three pairs of angel wings on the wings. Full of eyeballs.

Lu Yan swept to the location of Changjia Island, where a brain flower was drawn.

...

...

On this nautical chart, every inch of land is painted with monsters. The overall tone is dark, except for one place, the color is bright red and dripping with blood.

This place is on the sea, a dot is drawn, it is circled with a pen, and there is an English word next to it: destination.

Lu Yan saw that he was very focused, and after making sure that he had memorized every detail on this nautical chart, he returned the phone to Tang Xun'an.

He asked the system, "What kind of place is Lalaiye?"

After a long time, the system hesitated to answer: [Underwater city, place of destruction. ]

"Is it dangerous?"

[Based on your human standards, it is a s-level pollution area. ]

Studies have shown that pollution lesions on the seabed are at least three centuries earlier than those on land.

However, up to now, the pollution diseases on land have been overwhelming, but there is also too much energy to be distributed to the ocean, after all, there are no people in the sea.

Lu Yan continued to ask, "Should I go?"

Shen Qingyang's letter "Abyss" doesn't sound like a good thing.

The system said: [You will go sooner or later. I hope that at that time, I can see that your spiritual threshold has exceeded 10,000. ]

After experiencing the movement of the kingdom of God, Lu Yan's spiritual threshold has increased several times, and today's spiritual threshold is 8100, and the lesion degree is 40.6.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan dug out the walnuts he had packed from the bedside table and put them in front of Tang Xun'an: "Eat."

Tang Xun'an: "...Is this?"

Although he was suspicious, he was very obedient. Very polite and reserved, I took one, chewed it and swallowed it, feeling that the walnut was quite fragrant.

"Bring back local specialties from Changjia." Lu Yandao, suddenly moved, "Speaking of which, you have been working for so long, so you should be very good at reporting, right?"

Tang Xun'an: "It's true that it's been a lot."

Mainly, ‌mission report, it's quite decompressing.

Just like Lu Yan likes to clean the room.

Lu Yan handed Ning Huai's evidence and mission report to Tang Xun'an: "Help me?"

Tang Xun'an was silent for a moment: "...‌."