Time regressed slightly, when Wu Li had just gone out and saw the man in sunglasses.

In the lounge area of the cinema, the two weirdos sitting on the edge of the floor were bored playing with their mobile phones.

"Uh~~ It's almost time to start. The tall white male took another leisurely puff on his cigar and asked as he looked across at the Kill Matt Asian across from him.

"Well, the mastiff has already sent a lot of transformers on each floor, and when the gunshots go off inside, this square will have to ...... The blood is flowing like a river!" And the killer Matt Asian only leaned back in his chair, his right hand supported his face and replied lazily, and when he said the last sentence, he waved it slowly with his left hand holding the mobile phone, with a nonchalant attitude.

"Where's the mastiff man? I'm a little bored with the two of you, so tell him to come over and make a black show." ”

At this time, both of them were holding their mobile phones and playing a certain MOBA mobile game, unaware of how terrifying the conversation just now was.

The man who killed Matt looked up at the white man and said with a smile: "Leon, you don't know that this kid is diligent! Especially this kind of work that takes people's lives, I wish there was him in every scene." He hasn't killed anyone for a while, his hands are itching, na! Isn't this going to personally lead the team to kill that kid, he just unlocked the first order of the potential lock, he is so thirsty for killing, it seems that he is a 'good seedling', and he is also 'worthy of' his surgical prototype, unlike me...... Also know to converge a bit. ”

The Asian mocked the man with flirtation and praised himself without a trace.

The white man replied with disdain: "Cut, you two are half a pound and eight taels, just him? at most, he is just a perverted murderer, and any person with a little combat consciousness can get him in minutes, as for the prototype of the operation...... Isn't this Tibetan mastiff still a dog?"

Boom Boom!!

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the direction of the food street, and both of them stretched out their heads to look at it and then withdrew their gaze.

"It's going to be, it's fast. As the Asian casually mentioned it, gunshots rang out one after another on every floor of the square, as well as screams and screams......

Outside the square, at the southeast entrance, at the intersection of Tianhe South 1st Road and Tiyu East Road, a Mercedes-Benz Spin business vehicle was parked.

There were dozens of military armored vehicles parked in front of and behind the car, distributed on two main roads.

At this time, the door of the commercial vehicle had been opened, and Mr. Yan, who was in the factory earlier, was leaning against the door and smoking a cigarette, and Mr. Yan's masseter muscles were pulsating constantly, apparently chewing betel nut again.

He smoked a cigarette, turned his head to look into the car and asked, "Is it arranged?"

"Come less, you're lazy yourself, how about piggybacking on me?" the man next to Mr. Yan immediately replied.

The man was wearing a black zippered leather jacket with leather pants with a string of trouser chains tied around the waistband, and he wore nothing underneath the blouse, which was halfway up to reveal the strong bronzed pecs inside the blouse.

He was a slender man with short black hair, orange sunglasses on his face, and a pair of blue fingerless gloves on his hands.

"Can you two be serious, there are dead people inside!" There was a burst of preaching in the car, and after a pause, he continued: "I have arranged for the manpower to prepare for the transformation of people, the square has been blocked, and several nearby streets have also been evacuated;

The voice of a woman who had been talking to Mr. Yan that night came from the car, but this time the tone was very bad.

After all, she was the one who led the team this time, and so many people died, if she didn't give the above explanation, she would have to review it when she went back, not to mention that it would become a failure in her perfectionist file.

The most unforgivable thing is that these murderous scum harvest their lives like chickens and dogs, and lack the minimum respect for life, which she cannot tolerate.

Mr. Yan shrank his head when he heard this, turned around and patted the black-haired man beside him: "Let's go, I heard the boss's order? Go in and work, and ...... those scumbags Tear it up!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the southeast gate, where a group of heavily armed soldiers was already waiting, looking at the same class of troops who had been on guard around the factory that night.

The black-haired man slowly followed, and asked, "Aren't we still going to get information about their organization? I heard that they can do it in a turbulent country? This is more important, ......isn't it? Why is your old girl in such a bad mood?"

The latter sentence was asked quietly by him as he leaned closer.

And Mr. Yan shouted as he walked: "Then let's go up and abolish them first, and then pull them back and think about how to interrogate them, what ten tortures or whatever! I don't know...... It's probably because I lost my 'confidant' a while ago, and now this happened again, and I feel very unhappy. ”

Although the last sentence was not lewdly approached, it also lowered a lot of voice, and I don't know who he was calling it to at first.

The black-haired man asked as he walked, "Anyway, what happened to that 'confidant' last time, I didn't find it?"

"Coincidentally, after some analysis and searching, that thing was picked up by our recruiter this time, which will save trouble, and when the time comes, either use it directly for him, or 'take' it back, and send him to the 'six paths' to enjoy the blessings. Anyway, if you look at the information of the recruits this time, it's very interesting, and I've been in the same place with you for a while!"

During the conversation, they had already followed the soldiers into the southeast gate, Mr. Yan made a tactical gesture, and the soldiers immediately scattered and began to control the scene.

At the same time, the rest of the scattered squads of soldiers throughout the square also began to act.

The black-haired man asked with some curiosity, "What kind of analysis?"

Mr. Yan sighed, and said very quickly: "It's relatively simple, according to the shoe print to exclude the model, find the seller who sells this shoe, first check in the store one after another, and then mobilize some forces to check the bill of the store that sells this shoe...... Then just narrow down the regions and candidates in the data, and then ......"

Saying that, Mr. Yan spread his hands, "Isn't this just it!"

"Oh~~"

The black-haired man looked stunned when he heard this, and in fact, he knew every word in the other party's words, but after they were grouped together, he didn't understand a word......

So he was about to change the subject, and turned his head with a puzzled look and asked, "Isn't it possible to solve these two things?

Mr. Yan replied helplessly: "People are perfectionists, things don't need to be like this, but now...... To put it bluntly, she doesn't like these things that have a hand and tail, people are crazy now, not to mention that a lot of people have died at this time!

The black-haired man smirked, "Hah! I spend most of my time on the border battlefield, and dead people are the last thing there is missing, as for you...... It's hard for me to speculate, but you're not much better than me anyway. ”

At this time, Mr. Yan took out a betel nut from his pocket, put it in his mouth and said: "You think too much, although I don't deal with my old man very well, so I am a little lazy in my usual work, but the civilians are slaughtered, is it okay for everyone to have fire?

"Well said, let's go, let those miscellaneous ...... Taste the evil fruits!" The man in black said and walked deep into the square, and the corners of Mr. Yan's mouth curled slightly and he stepped up to follow.

On the seventh floor, in the cinema lounge area, after the gunshots rang out, the scattered guests hid and hid, and they didn't know what to do in a panic.

Leon and Razor waited for a while, only to hear the sound of a fight coming from the food street, but they didn't see the mastiff come out for a long time, which was a little strange.

The strength of the mastiff, both of them have a bottom in their hearts, and they haven't seen it for a long time, it seems that they have encountered some trouble.

However, neither of them had the intention of going in to help, probably thinking that "if you can't do such a small thing, then you should die, so as not to waste resources".

At this point, Razor, the one who killed Matt, stood up and walked towards the movie theater counter.

When he got closer, he looked over the counter and looked at the staff hiding below and said, "Hey, little girl, why are you stunned, organize the crowd to find a place to hide! Hurry up! The tourists here still need you to organize well! A little like an adult, take responsibility!"

When he spoke, he also put on a face with a little panic in his righteous words, pretending to be as much as he wanted.

The little girl under the counter realized that she should quickly organize people to evacuate now, and after glancing at Lei Ze gratefully, she quickly gathered the rest of the staff and mobilized the tourists to gather in the screening hall inside.

Razor, on the other hand, clasped his hands together and sneered as the crowd walked in one by one.

After about a few minutes, the crowd had already entered the screening room, and the little girl under the counter just now saw that Razor and Leon were still outside, so she stepped forward and said, "Two gentlemen, hurry up and come in, it's too dangerous outside!"

Finally, seeing that Leon was white, he repeated it again in somewhat broken English.

Lei Ze greeted him, stretched out his hands to support the other party's shoulders and said, "It's okay, it's okay, little girl, go in quickly, we still have friends outside." We've got to go find him, ah, by the way, you'll be ..... later."

As he spoke, Razor pinched the left nasal nail on his nose with the index finger and thumb of his left hand, and then sniffed with a "hiss".

"Well, sir, what are you ......?" the little girl asked when she saw that Razor was a little strange, but before she could finish speaking, she lost the organ of her head.

A long, thick tail stretched out from the vertebrae of Razor's tail, and then threw out an afterimage, directly smashing the poor little girl's head like a watermelon in red soil!

Red blood suddenly gushed outwards from the broken neck.

As for Razor, dark blue cold-blooded animal scales quickly appeared on the surface of his body, and the knuckles of his two fingers also suddenly lengthened, and the protruding nails flashed with a cold cold light.

In addition to the smooth skin near the facial features, scales have grown around the neck and cheeks, the skin color has also changed to dark blue, and the eyes have turned into emerald green vertical pupils, flashing with a strange light.

The unusual sound caused the staff who had not yet entered the screening room to turn their heads to look at the source of the sound.

After seeing it clearly, everyone present was stunned for two seconds.

Then......

"Ahh

The shrill screams of the women frightened everyone in the screening room, and then they saw the staff outside crawling in like crazy, screaming and scrambling to lock the door to enter, completely forgetting who had called them in for refuge.

At this time...... That's really a turtle in an urn......

"You're still such a bad taste. Leon was still sitting in his seat smoking his cigar, he didn't turn around, just said into the air in front of him.

Razor knew that this was meant for him, and by this time he was covered in blood, and his body was a mixture of red and blue.

The anomalous body didn't turn, only his head deflected, bent into an angle that a primate couldn't reach, and smiled back at Leon: "Hey, I'm not bored, do you have any weapons of mass destruction?"

"Uh~~ No, it's not that you don't know that I don't like to use that kind of thing, my body works a lot better than that kind of thing. Leon just spat out the smoke ring disdainfully.

Razor turned his head back and said as he walked, "Okay then, it seems that I can only do it myself......"

That's it!

Rumble!!

The sudden sound made Razor stop.

On the wall that separates the cinema from the food court, the dust on it is violently shaken up to form a wall of smoke, which then slowly collapses downward with gravity.

Something seemed to hit it with a heavy force.