Meiman: My Understanding Is Against The Sky, My Magic Is Completely Forbidden

Chapter 547 Women And Children [Please Order All]

The man who hit him was silent, clenching his fists, his body rising and falling due to heavy breathing.

Jason stood up and whispered, "Let's go back first."

The remaining people didn't say anything, but their expressions didn't look very good.

After returning in vain, time is running out, and a crisis is approaching, no one can take it easy.

Jason took two steps forward, bent down to pick up something, looked down at it, and then put it quietly into his pocket.

Afterwards, several people got into the car one after another and drove away.

The headquarters of the Kiwanis Club is in a dilapidated basement.

At the moment, there were people inside waiting for Jason and the others to come back with good news.

But after seeing their expressions when they came back, everyone understood that there was no good news, and there was even bad news.

Although this incident may appear to be just a few people being kidnapped on the surface, if you look deeper, you will find that if it cannot be resolved, it will seriously affect the foundation of the Weekly Society.

If the current Tong 860 Club has a foundation.

When these people get together, it's like forming a super big family. Although this big family is not very powerful now, it can give everyone warmth.

So everyone is thinking about allowing the Kiwanis Club to quickly gain a foothold in New York, but

I suggest. Jason walked to the middle of the crowd and said, "Let the Kiwanis Club disband."

As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions.

But then Jason said, "I will work hard to save those who were kidnapped."

Jason glanced at everyone: "If there are any of your friends and relatives there, after rescuing them, take them out of New York, as far away as possible!

If they couldn't be rescued, everyone would hand over the equipment to Kingpin and continue living their original lives, just as if the Kiwanis Club had never existed.

Jason will go to Jinbin with the equipment he exchanged from Lin Ang, and try his best to rescue people whether through negotiation or forced entry (cbdf).

Even if he couldn't be saved, these equipment, coupled with the dissolution of the Kiwanis Club and his own life, might be able to bring this matter to an end.

He wasn't quite sure whether this method would work, but at this point, he had to give it a try.

Suddenly, a hand was put on Jason's shoulder. The owner of the hand looked into Jason's eyes and said, "I'll go with you."

Jason didn't have time to say anything.

Second hand.

The third hand.

Fourth hand.

More and more people expressed their attitude, maybe it was a word, maybe it was a hand gesture, maybe it was just a look, it all conveyed a message to Jason.

You are not alone!

The night is getting darker.

Instead of going home, Lin Ang drove to Brooklyn, parked the car outside the back door of a bar, and walked in wearing a black mask.

There were many people standing inside, with tattoos on their bodies, guns on their waists, and wounds on their faces. They all nodded respectfully when they saw Lin Ang.

Lin Ang ignored those people, walked straight to a room, opened the door and went in.

Inside, a tattooed bald man with a scar on his face was wiping a gun. When he saw Lin Ang, he quickly got up respectfully, walked to Lin Ang, and whispered: "You are here.

"Where is he?" Under the transformation of the mask, Lin Ang's voice was cold and low, rich and majestic.

"I'll take you there." The bald man hurriedly walked out of the room and led Lin Ang all the way to the deepest part of the corridor.

Opening a door gently, the person inside was sleeping, accompanied by slight snoring.

Lin Ang cast his gaze into the room.

There were many people inside, including women and children.

Its daybreak.

The system issued another task: run five kilometers with a weight of ten kilograms and complete it within fifteen minutes.

This made Lin Ang a little disappointed. Last time, he was rewarded with the Art of Talisman. This time, he should have a task worthy of the reward of Tongtianlu!

But, no.

Lin Ang easily completed the task after getting up in the morning, and only got one chance to draw ten skill points.

Although completing this task with Lin Ang's current physique is just like playing, I have to lament that this system is getting darker and darker!

Brother Tongzi! Doesn’t your conscience hurt?

Lin Ang gave all ten skill points to Fenghou Qimen, raising it to 100.

After doing this, he went home, took a shower, and went to the jewelry store.

Lying down on the old man's chair, Lin Ang continued to read "The Book of Talismans".

The talismans recorded in it are relatively complete. He has memorized most of them in the past two days, but he has not yet had time to draw one himself.

The main reason is that the process is too cumbersome. It requires setting up an altar, bathing, washing hands, face, and gargling. You also have to prepare pen and ink, yellow paper, cinnabar, etc. for drawing talismans.

Moreover, different talismans require different talisman drawing rituals.

Too much trouble.

This is also the bug of Tongtianlu. As long as you master the method of drawing talisman and have the concept in your mind, you can make the talisman in one second.

It’s more than a little convenient.

However, Lin Ang currently has a lot of protective magic weapons, so he is too lazy to open a forum and draw a physical charm for the time being.

"Boss, what are you looking at? It feels weird.

Taking advantage of the lack of people in the store, Pietro came over.

Yesterday morning, I saw my boss holding this book and reading it. Under the influence of his boss, he can only understand a little bit of Chinese now, but looking at the runes in it are cooler than the last, which makes him very curious.

"Have you heard of the Chinese Talisman? Lin Ang raised his head and glanced at Pietro.