Thriller: I created an alien asylum

And the faces of those who were hiding in it changed.

“Bold!”

"How dare you say such words that go against the will of God!"

The ordinary people in the Salvation Society turned pale.

Those hidden followers of the evil god couldn't help but clench their hands.

The Third Prince sneered: "Huh? You want to reason with me? I am not someone who can be reasoned with."

He snapped his arms and walked towards them with a grin.

For a while, screams continued to be heard.

Outside the door.

Several clerks were standing not far away, and they naturally heard the screams coming from the reception room, after all, the door was not closed.

But none of them walked over there, and some even tacitly avoided going near there. Even those who needed to go to other places to work chose to take a detour.

Anyway, what scream? They didn't hear it.

After a while.

The third prince wiped the blood off his hands with paper and walked out with a relieved look on his face.

A few clerks pretended to be passing by and called out to him in surprise: "Third Prince? Have you finished receiving the delegation?"

"The reception is over."

The Third Prince waved his hand and said, "Call me next time if you have a similar mission. I'm leaving."

He put his hands in his pockets and walked away in a swagger.

Until he left.

The clerks walked to the door of the reception room one by one and looked inside.

All the members of the delegation were lying on the ground, piled up in a mess, with their faces bruised beyond recognition.

The clerk's face twisted and he almost couldn't control his laughter, so they coughed quickly.

He changed into a horrified expression and shouted: "Oh my God! What on earth happened here?"

"Are you all right? Do you need me to call an ambulance? By the way, what's the phone number for 120?"

Those ordinary people who had been beaten but had not yet fainted had faces full of grief and indignation, but they did not have the strength to raise their hands to point at the clerks.

The evil god believers who were beaten the hardest have already fainted.

“You, you guys…”

A member of the Salvation Society shouted with a big tongue: "I, I want to file a complaint against you, you guys!"

"Also, there's that trickster!"

The clerks suppressed their laughter and said, "Okay, our complaint phone number is... If you have any questions, you can report them."

The kind-hearted clerks called a doctor and sent the badly beaten people to the ambulance.

As for the seriously injured guys, they were detained by the logistics personnel.

The clerks watched the ambulance drive away and said worriedly, "The Third Prince couldn't help but beat them up. Will he be punished?"

They can work here because they have read the rules and regulations of the society.

It is clearly written above that a master of magic is not allowed to attack ordinary people without reason. Otherwise, he will be imprisoned at the very least, or stripped of his abilities at the worst.

"I don't know about this either. Although those people are ordinary people and represent the identities of visiting envoys from foreign countries, we all know that they are members of the Salvation Society."

Although the Salvation Society claims that they are a salvation organization that saves humanity and the world, in essence, they are just believers of evil gods.