Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

Look at how this game is played.

Rather than saying that Jiang Yuan and Yu Du were working together to beat up the sect leader, it would be more accurate to say that they were battling wits and courage, constantly giving each other surprises.

Seeing the cold-faced executive being deceived, Jiang Yuan was immediately overjoyed.

"Hahaha, there's nothing I can do! After thinking for a long time, I can only pretend to be dead to make you change your mind and make this pirated version have flaws."

Jiang Yuanke knew Xiao Yuer's "pious" nature too well. He said one thing and thought another, so from the very beginning he added two layers of deception to his real plan.

He said that he had done many evil things, but Yu Du obviously didn't believe him. Then he pretended to be helpless and deserted, and finally got slapped away on purpose and pretended to be dying.

If Yu Du doesn’t waver after this series of moves...!

Then there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, Yu Du was not so devout as to be so cruel. When he saw Jiang Yuan was seriously injured, his pupils were immediately shaken.

The effect was even beyond expectations, directly shaking the invincible God of Gods into a fragile and explosive glass doll.

But Jiang Yuan's blood didn't look fake. Yu Du suspected that his master was lying to him again and confirmed again: "Are you really not injured?"

Jiang Yuan threw away the wooden stake, opened his arms and turned around, allowing the other party to check: "I said there is nothing, look!"

Yu Du confirmed again and again, and found that although the master had some scratches on his body, there were indeed no fatal injuries that would cause so much blood to flow, so he asked:

"What's with all the blood on you?"

Jiang Yuan pointed to a bloody horse corpse next to the ruins where he had just lay.

"The blood was borrowed from the corpse on the roadside when I was beaten and flew away."

The thing that is most abundant in this strange heavenly palace is corpses.

As for what he vomited...

Jiang Yuan didn't say anything and didn't want to explain. He turned his head and spat several mouthfuls of pink saliva on the ground by the roadside.

"Ah, bah, bah!! Bah, bah, bah!!!"

Yu Du was speechless at first, then choked up. Looking at his master who made great sacrifices for his acting career, he was even a little moved.

On the other side, the meteorite rain continued.

The dazzling golden light dimmed, and there was little left. The long night took back its territory.

The arms of the creature were all broken, the props were turned into powder, and the three heads were smashed so badly that their original forms could not be seen, with only a few white hairs swaying in the wind. The black fish had long since turned into debris, and the petals of the throne had all fallen apart, ruined into a pile of ruins, blending in with the surrounding debris.

Jiang Yuan continued, "But Xiao Yu'er, the Security Department probably knows your identity now. After you get out, I'm afraid you'll have to become my hunting dog."

The long-haired young man shook his head and said indifferently: "The work of an executive officer and a hound is no different."

They all play games until they die.

If there is any difference, it is probably that when an executive dies, he can get a medal of honor and a good feng shui site.

As for freedom, the work intensity of executives is much higher than that of hounds. If we really want to talk about freedom, it is the hounds who do not need to be forced to work overtime that are more comfortable.

"Come out? That's a nice thought."

Outside the big screen of the combat command center, Jiang Jian smiled grimly as he watched the two people leisurely waiting for the door to open.

He had never intended to let Jiang Yuan leave the game alive from the beginning. This evil disciple of his was too persuasive, and who knows what kind of trouble he might cause if he kept using him for too long. Although it was a bit of a pity, he had no other choice.

What's more, these players all know the secrets of the Security Department. Killing Jiang Yuan is just the beginning, and none of the remaining ones can escape.

"Why haven't you brought the detonator yet?" Jiang Jian turned around and urged.

"coming!"

The assistant came running over with a heavy metal box in his arms, and said hesitantly, "Minister, the young master is still in there, why don't we wait for them to come out before..."

Minister Jiang glanced sideways, his fox eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he could see through everything, and said coldly to his assistant:

"Xiao Song, do you want to plead for Jiang Yuan?"

"Ah I......"

The assistant stuttered and was speechless for a while.

Because he really thought so.

During this game, all the staff present watched the whole process from beginning to end through the collar on Jiang Yuan's neck.

Although they had never had direct contact with Jiang Yuan before, after a game, everyone would be touched by the hardships Jiang Yuan had gone through.

Especially this guy, who has to protect a bunch of evil teammates all the way and fight against various gods. Anyone would go crazy if it were him.

But what about Jiang Yuan?

He smiled to the end.

Now that the work is done, it is a pity that he will be abandoned by his master before he leaves. So the assistant couldn't help but say one more word, hoping to buy the son of God a few minutes.

But unexpectedly, the minister saw through the clues immediately and was so frightened that his back was wet with cold sweat.

"I'm not! I didn't! I don't even know Jiang Yuan, so how...how could I possibly speak for him! Minister, please don't wrongly accuse me!!! I've followed you for so long, don't you understand who I am?" Assistant Song denied three times in a row, showing his loyalty.

Jiang Jian: "I'm just asking casually, what are you in such a hurry for?"

"I......"

The assistant wanted to explain, but Minister Jiang waved his hand, signaling him not to be afraid.

"It's okay. My evil disciple is quite likable." Minister Fox sighed and said earnestly:

"But that's why we can't keep him."

"I watched Jiang Yuan grow up. I know how cunning and scheming he is better than anyone else here. This kid is best at stirring up trouble and deceiving people. Not to mention you, even an executive like Yu Du has fallen for him, right?"

Jiang Jian's words were not only spoken to Assistant Song. Although no one in the room said anything, many people had already developed sympathy for Jiang Yuan.

After hearing this, the assistant was enlightened and a few drops of cold sweat ran down his forehead. He thought: That was a close call, it seems that I was almost deceived by Jiang Yuan!

That was the cult leader who once burned down the Security Department!!!

I have no sympathy!!!

"To be honest, let alone you, even I am not sure that I can control him, so..." Jiang Jian did not say anything else, and the rest of the words were self-evident.

The assistant understood what the minister meant and nodded heavily in response:

"Yes, I understand."

The young man placed the metal box on the table. Jiang Jian walked forward, unlocked the triple locks on it, and opened the innermost layer of the box.

A number of control switches for hound collars were placed inside in order. All the hounds were shown to be dead, except for the column under Jiang Yuan's photo, which still had a green light on, indicating that it could be operated.

Jiang Jian pressed the bright red button with his rough thumb. He was ready to wait for Qingluan to die completely. The moment Guimen appeared, he pressed the switch, detonating the collar and completely ending Jiang Yuan's sinful life.

A strong wind blew in Xijing, and the rustling of leaves made an uneasy sound.

The sky was gray and covered by huge clouds, but a ray of dawn broke out, illuminating the busy streets.

Just when everyone in the command center thought that the dust was about to settle, a mournful and shrill male voice suddenly came from the big screen.

"My dear, my dear, do you think...I will stop here?"

The tone was clearly Qingluan's.

But this sound came and went, with a strange and rough echo, like a rusty iron saw rubbing back and forth on a person's frontal lobe, making people feel nauseous and uncomfortable.

On the big screen, the light was completely extinguished, leaving only the fire in the distance, barely illuminating the edge of the ruins that had turned into something else.

But in the center of this huge wreckage, a group of strange creatures appeared, with an unclear shape, blue-black color, and tumor-like appearance.

The reason why it is called a living thing is that it beats in a slightly rhythmic manner, leaping and jumping, with a difficult and slow frequency, like a dying heart covered with fat, ready to burst out...

Several staff members opened their eyes wide in confusion.

"What the hell is this...?"

"Qingluan?"

"What the hell has this slut turned into?!"

At this moment, a series of noisy phone calls and rapid knocks on the door rang out simultaneously.

"Bang bang bang bang---!!!"

The force was so great that it almost pried the door open. It seemed that something big had happened outside.

A staff member sitting by the window was about to drink some water. When he turned his head, he glanced out the window and immediately spat out a big mouthful of milk tea.

"puff.....!!!!"

"Minister!!! Outside...outside!!!"

Fox Jiang turned his head calmly, and when he saw the foreign object in the sky through the bulletproof glass window, his fox eyes, which had been squinting, suddenly widened into a ball.

*

Four o'clock in the afternoon, Xijing, Second Ring Road North.

Aunt Zhang was on her way to pick up Xiaobao from school and saw that the store was offering a 40% discount on newly arrived spare ribs. She decided to grab some so that she could cook some sweet and sour spare ribs in the evening.

Just as she was fighting passionately for the meat with other uncles and aunts, Xiaobao beside her pulled the aunt's clothes, looked up at the sky and said:

"Grandma, grandma, there is a house flying in the sky."

"Xiaobao, don't..."

Aunt Zhang was about to tell Xiaobao to stop making trouble, but she caught a glimpse of a dark blue foreign object out of the corner of her eye. She looked up and the bag of ribs in her hand fell back onto the table.

The originally bustling street became quiet, and everyone looked up, their mouths opened in shock, but they could not utter a single note.

The thick and dense clouds hovering over Xijing were blown away by the wind, and an even darker shadow enveloped the city.

An extremely bizarre, twisted and ancient palace slowly appeared on the top of the sky.

This level-destroying game is now coming to reality.