The black shadow that rushed into the hall of the vault from the outside moved so fast, like a wisp of black smoke, floated beside the seven or eight gun-wielding bandits, and the screams stopped, and the seven or eight fierce men actually flew up, smashed into the surrounding walls like rotten cloth bags, and the blood in their mouths spurted wildly, and then fell to the foot of the wall, and after a few convulsions, all were gone.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden change, including the tall blonde boss Donkey Kong and the cunning, rat-headed cockscomb.

The black shadow flashed again, and the short cockscomb head only felt a breeze blowing in his face, and he couldn't help but be startled, and was about to flash to the side, but it was too late, and a slender white palm had already touched his throat.

The cockscomb head was suddenly frightened, and opened his mouth to exclaim, but the mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound, only heard a click, and the dead fish eyes of the cockscomb head protruding from the eye socket rolled over, and the head was softly pulled down.

Only then did dozens of people in the hall see the black shadow clearly, a white-faced middle-aged man in a black power suit stood in the hall, only to see him pinching the neck of the cockscomb head with his right hand and lifting him up with one hand.

This middle-aged man has an oriental face, coupled with a ghostly body, and seems to be an ancient martial arts master.

The cockscomb head drooped weakly with its hands and feet, but it looked a bit like a rooster that had been pinched to death, and it was obvious that he had gone to the king of Yama to buy salted duck eggs.

The middle-aged man in black smiled, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then like throwing garbage, he casually threw the body of the cockscomb head aside and clapped his hands.

"It is also your blessing to die at my hands. The white-faced middle-aged man said unhurriedly, as if it was a trivial matter to kill these people at once.

The boss of the gang of bandits, King Kong, had already become a man at this time, and the shock given to him by the man in black was too great, and he felt that his life was greatly threatened, and fear came out of his heart.

"Who are you, why did you kill my brothers?" King Kong struggled to suppress the fear in his heart, raised his right hand sharply, pointed a gun at the middle-aged man in black and said, there was a tremor in his voice.

King Kong's hands trembling as he had become the commander of the bare, the fierce look on his face was long gone, replaced by a look of horror, beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead, then slid down his face, and then dripped down the smooth floor.

King Kong let the beads of sweat flow, he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it, he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, he was afraid that if he blinked, he would have hung up when he opened it.

The middle-aged man glanced at King Kong standing in front of the door of the vault with disdain, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a nonchalant smile: "Why don't you shoot? Maybe you can kill me." ”

King Kong was stunned, and then rejoiced, but when he saw the middle-aged man's casual appearance, he didn't put him in his eyes at all, thinking of this person's speed like the vampire in the movie, his heart kept sinking.

King Kong looked at the few subordinates who fell at the foot of the surrounding walls, and then looked at the strange twisted neck of the cockscomb head on the ground in the hall, he was shocked, threw the pistol, and fell to the ground with a plop: "Boss, spare my life, as long as the boss can spare my life, I am willing to follow the boss and be the boss's slave." ”

The people in the hall almost fell out of their eyes when they saw this scene, the bandit leader had entered the bank with great authority, and controlled dozens of employees who had stayed in the bank, including the senior director of the vault, and now, he had become a poor creature who was terrified and wagged his tail and begged for mercy.

In fact, that King Kong is not a reckless person with a head and brainless limbs, otherwise he would not have become the boss of this gangster. None of these bandits are simple.

The middle-aged man touched his chin, with a contemplative look in his eyes, and then smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll spare your life." ”

"Thank you, Boss, thank you, Boss. King Kong hurriedly kowtowed, and his face was full of surprise. As long as he doesn't die, he has a chance to escape.

Hmph, you want to play tricks in front of me? You kid is not qualified enough, let you do free coolies for the time being, and then send you on the road when there is no use value. A cruel look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

To the east of the city, Smith led his special operations team to eliminate the zombies in the five-story building in just over ten minutes.

Standing on the top of the building, he was listening to a report from one of his subordinates.

"Report to the captain, our mission has been completed, no casualties, no injuries. A total of 351 living dead were eliminated. There was a strong sense of confidence in the loud voice.

"Very good, I'll arrange the next tasks now, Al, Nord, Filly, the three of you go up to the top floor, each find a sniper position, report the abnormal situation around you immediately, and the others clean up the corpses in the yard, and then patrol the building, Mr. Carter should be almost there." ”

Smith used his headset to assign tasks to the team, and when he was done, he looked up at the buildings and the surrounding streets, and he felt a faint feeling of panic in his heart.

After he captured this building, which was occupied by hundreds of zombies, he faintly felt inappropriate and uneasy. It was as if an invisible eye was constantly watching him, and this was the keen sense he had formed after countless births and deaths, and it had always been very effective, so when this feeling of being watched by the invisible eye became clearer and clearer, he became more and more nervous.

His face was more serious and solemn than ever, looking left and right from time to time, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat at some point, and an invisible heavy pressure in his heart kept squeezing his heart, making him almost out of breath.

The five-storey building is surrounded by high walls, and only the large iron gate in front of it allows access to it. Now that the big iron door has been firmly closed, and the zombies outside can't enter at all, why do they still have this feeling of imminent disaster? Smith really couldn't understand.

In the dark city, in addition to the zombies roaming the streets, there is a dry howl from time to time, there should be survivors in the corners of the city, but they definitely dare not go out of the hiding place.

If the military doesn't save them, they will have to die in the end. Food, water, which I don't usually care about, has become extremely precious at this time.

Eventually, the three snipers went up to the roof, and Smith greeted them before turning and going downstairs.

What Smith didn't know was that on the top floor of a building 7 or 800 meters away from him, a man and a woman were taking a thorough look at Smith and the entire five-story building.

At such a distance, Smith could not have imagined that anyone would be able to see their movements with the naked eye.

The man suddenly looked back into the distance, and then suddenly pulled his female companion next to him and hid in the shadows. After a while, the sound of a helicopter flying in the distance could be heard in the distance, and a black helicopter flew over the top floor of the building, towards the five-story building occupied by Smith.