The Super Universe Leveling Game

1The player stared at the Hand of God for a few seconds, then took out the pigment from the space ring and started dyeing his hair. In about ten minutes, his hair color became exactly the same as the Hand of God's, and even the thickness was almost the same. He watched from the side without seeing how the player did it.    

    

After doing all of this, the player looked at the Hand of God calmly.    

    

The Hand of God was in no hurry to give his opinion. Instead, he glanced at Deception but couldn't get his eyes off him. The Hand of God hurriedly handed over the mirror. The Hand of God looked at the mirror to make sure there was no flaw. He smiled and said, "Well, there is a rumor in the martial arts world that the beggar of the Mei Ling Mountain is extremely good at changing his appearance. It is hard to tell whether it is true or false. Now that I have seen it, he deserves his reputation. He really lives up to his reputation." He was happy. The better the beggar of the Mei Ling Mountain was, the more likely it was that he would be seen through.    

    

"Thank you for your praise!" The moment the Mei Ling beggar opened his mouth, Deception Over the Sea was shocked because the voice of the Mei Ling beggar was similar to that of the God's Hand. If he closed his eyes, he would definitely not be able to tell which was real and which one was fake.    

    

"This way, there won't be any flaws." At first, the Hand of God had been worried about the voice, but when the Mei Ling beggar opened his mouth, he immediately understood the reason why the other party had not spoken since he entered the room. It turned out to be to model his voice.    

    

"There are still flaws." The Mei Ling beggar shook his head.    

    

"Is it a profession?" Hand of God asked.    

    

"Apart from the job, there's also equipment." The Mei Ling Beggar said.    

    

"You also want to have the equipment?" The expression of the Hand of God changed slightly.    

    

"Let's see how much you look like." The beggar took out a magic scroll. White Smoke appeared, and a mysterious force acted on his body. His profession changed from thief to Warrior.    

    

"You've thought about it very carefully." After hesitating for a moment, Hand of God took off all the equipment on his body. The lowest quality equipment on his body was Dark Gold Ware, and the highest was a treasure. He gave it to the Mei Ling Pauper without hesitation.    

    

"Follow, I'll be relying on you." Hand of God looked at the Mei Ling beggar with bright eyes.    

    

"Unless someone on your side leaks the secret, no one will be able to tell." The beggar put on all the equipment one after the other. The moment the belt was fastened, it couldn't be hidden from him. However, when he crossed the sea, there was a feeling that the beggar was the young master, while the Hand of God was a fake. They were too alike.    

    

It didn't look real at all. The most amazing thing about the beggar was that he could imitate the charm. His eyes were sharp, he was confident and proud, and his casual contempt was like a god's stroke. It was only a few minutes, but the beggar had already figured out everything about the Hand of God. Even without the equipment, he could still pretend it was real.    

    

"There won't be any problems with my people. Do you need anything else?" The Hand of God looked at the Mei Ling beggar, and his expression was somewhat unnatural.    

    

"There are no more tea leaves," the Plum Mountain Rang beggar said.    

    

"I'm relieved." The Hand of God left the tea leaves behind and took them out of the house. The beggar from Mei Ling was so observant that he didn't need to say anything more.    

    

He believed that the Mei Ling beggar would have done a better job without him interfering.    

    

The chamber required three doors to get out of the room, and the Hand of God, though not entirely confident and arrogant, was more cautious than anyone else when it came time to be cautious. Outside the room was the yard, across the yard, to the lobby, outside of which was an outer room, and outside the lobby was a store, used for business, or in real life as a faade. When the Hand of God walked out of the room, he had already changed his appearance. He had turned into an ordinary middle-aged man with his back slightly hunched. He looked ordinary.    

    

Walking into the front door, the Hand of God's body froze for a moment. Without any hesitation, he said to the sky, "Go back!" He turned around and was about to go back.    

    

On the long street, there were not many people, but the entrance of the 'Cow's Mixed Soup' was filled with people. It was bustling with noise and excitement, the Cow's Mixed Soup was steaming and the air was filled with the smell of meat. Everything looked so normal. Hand of God saw danger from the hustle and bustle. It was indescribable, but he believed in his intuition.    

    

He was still confused. He thought that something had forgotten to explain to the beggar from Mei Ling. At this moment, a clear voice came from outside.    

    

"Hand of God, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How did you know I was here? Why did you turn around and leave?"    

    

Hai Hun's body trembled and his face turned pale in an instant. He would never forget this voice even if it turned into ashes. It was the voice of the City Lord of the Black Tortoise City, Dongfang Qingyu.    

    

Why was he here?    

    

How did he know about this place?    

    

How did he see through all this?    

    

Countless questions filled his mind, but he was stunned. His brain did not know how to think. The hand of God froze for a moment and laughed as he walked towards the door. The muscles on his face changed and he returned to his original appearance. He couldn't help but follow the Hand of God out of the shop. In just one or two words, the players who were queuing up to buy the soup were gone. Instead, they were replaced by the elites of Six Gates.    

    

Constable Huang wasn't one of them.    

    

Experts from Six Gates surrounded the'Bastard soup', and the person standing in front was Dongfang Qingyu. There was no hatred or anger on his face, and his expression was calm.    

    

"Dongfan Qingyu, how have you been?" The Hand of God.    

    

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine." Dongfang Qingyu said. He could tell that he was mocking the young master.    

    

"No need to be polite. We are all friends." The Hand of God said with a smile.    

    

"Since we are friends, come with me." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"That's too enthusiastic, but I still have something to do, so I won't go with you." God's Hand said.    

    

"I don't care. If you don't want to go with me, you have to ask these brothers if they agree." Dongfang Qingyu pointed at the expert of the Six Gates of God and said.    

    

"I don't even know them, so I don't think they will make things difficult for me." The Hand of God.    

    

Clang!    

    

The constables of the Six Gates of God drew their blades, filled with killing intent. The temperature in the air was dropping, and the blades were pointed at the Hand of God. This was the response of the constables.    

    

They couldn't hide the fact that their bodies were cold. With so many constables, they wouldn't be able to escape even if they had wings.    

    

"Why do you have to do this? It would not be good to hurt the flowers and plants in the city if they fought and killed in the city, not to mention that there were so many shops and buildings in Azure Dragon City. If they were not careful, they would suffer great losses." The smile on Hand of God's face was gone. If he couldn't be soft, he would use hard. After so many years of operating in Azure Dragon City, was it a joke? As long as he gave the order, at least one-fifth of the shops within Azure Dragon City would explode.    

    

Dongfang Qingyu naturally heard his threat and said lightly: "It won't happen. Other than this'bastard soup', the other houses, buildings, shops and so on will not suffer any loss. I have specially asked a math expert to design it, so there won't be any deviation." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

The Hand of God's heart sank. Dongfang Qingyu's words showed that he had come prepared. As someone who had not prepared himself, his chances of winning against someone who had prepared himself well were slim.    

    

"Young master, I'll hold them up. You go first." He said in a low voice, unable to hide anything from him.    

    

"It's useless. You can't escape. You can only fight with your life. Only by fighting with your life will you have a slim chance of survival." The Hand of God said.    

    

"I'll take the lead." The Hand of God could not hide anything from him. As a little brother, he had to be aware that it was time for him to react.    

    

"If we fight later on, I'll charge out while you run toward the secret chamber." The Hand of God said.    

    

"No - -" The words that he couldn't hide were interrupted before he could finish his sentence.    

    

"This is an order!" The Hand of God's tone was extremely strict.    

    

"This is an order!" God's Hand's tone was extremely stern. Yes, Young Master! God's Hand didn't dare to oppose.    

    

"Have you discussed the countermeasures?" Dongfang Qingyu asked with a smile, "If you have finished discussing, surrender and come out."    

    

"Can I ask, what are you going to do after capturing me?" The Hand of God asked.    

    

"There's no harm in telling you. Become a hostage." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

"You might have misunderstood. I am not that important. Your plan is going to fail." The Hand of God said with a smile.    

    

"I don't have any other abilities, but I only know how to do one thing. I categorize the trash, tidy up the useful things, and throw the useless things into the trash." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

    

The Hand of God's face didn't look good, and he said coldly, "Cut the crap. Let's see who gets the real deal." With a flash of light, a golden blade appeared in his hand.    

    

This broadsword was his real weapon. The one he gave to the beggar in the Mei Ling Mountain was his spare. The blade was made from the teeth of a saber-toothed tiger. It was extremely sharp.    

    

"Let's do it!" Dongfang Qingyu ordered, and more than twenty constables took out their identity medallions at the same time. The identity medallions gave off an aura that swept in all directions. The two of them felt the pressure at the same time as the Hand of God. They felt as if they were lying down. The two of them reacted quickly and took out a silver coin-like item at the same time. The item gave off a light that offset the light of the identity medallions.    

    

Since the two of them dared to stay in Azure Dragon City for so long, they naturally had thought of a way to deal with the official task. Without the suppression, their chances of escaping would be greatly increased.    

    

A constable saw the situation and took out an arrest warrant from his bosom. The warrant gave off a dark red glow, and the red turned purple. After the constable read out the names of Ocean Crossing and Hand of God, the two of them simultaneously felt as if there was a mountain on their shoulders, which made them unable to breathe.    

    

"Capture the two of them. If they dare to act recklessly, kill them." Dongfang Qingyu's voice was cold.    

    

The two of them wanted to resist, but the arrest warrant was too powerful. The two of them were ganged up on by the constables before they could even unleash their full strength. The shackles wrapped around their necks, and the shackles shackled their feet. In the blink of an eye, the two great experts had become prisoners.    

    

"Bring them into the imperial prison and interrogate them carefully." Dongfang Qingyu looked at the unwilling eyes of the Hand of God. He did not have a sense of accomplishment in his heart. The revenge had only just begun. The Hand of God could not extinguish his anger.    

    

He knew that it was impossible to get any useful information from the Hand of God during the interrogation, but Dongfang Qingyu still wanted to send the two of them to the imperial prison. Those who had never been in prison did not know how terrifying it was. The Hand of God who was familiar with the imperial prison and the Hand of God who could not hide anything from the heavens turned pale.    

    

Chapter 15 - The Hand of God