"Ono, Ono received an answer, is there a situation over there, Ono-kun, please answer!" It was a voice coming from inside the headset, coming far away in the silent and empty passage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The dragon and the king could hear it clearly, it was the little devil calling the dead ghost, and it seemed that they were both equipped with wireless communication devices.

The voice in the headset is getting louder and louder, and the other party is obviously angry, and neither of them knows how to answer, so anxious that Long Leiyan just wants to be mad. Suddenly, the infrared map showed more than a dozen red dots below.

This room was next door to Matsui's murder, and more than a dozen security guards rushed in with guns in their hands, and without saying a word, they aimed at the ceiling and pulled the trigger. Bursting beans rang out, strings of fire erupted from the muzzles, and almost instantaneously the ceiling was smashed into a sieve.

Jiro Ishii, the leader of the team, raised his hand to stop his men from continuing to shoot, and a few drops of blood gradually dripped from the ceiling, staining a large area of red.

Jiro Ishii called, "Move the ladder up!"

The herringbone ladder was erected, and a guard with a pistol climbed up to the ceiling, and with a hard push, there was a bang, and the ceiling shattered by bullets fell, and the dust paved the surface. Jiro Ishii shouted, "Be careful!"

The guard was stunned, and a bloody corpse fell from the ceiling, which was smashing on him, the herringbone ladder fell crookedly, and the person and the corpse fell to the ground at the same time.

The guards all surrounded him, and the head of the corpse looked like it had been run over by a train, and it was so rotten that it couldn't be seen. Someone exclaimed: "It's Ono, it's him, I recognize the talisman he asked for from the Yasukuni Shrine!"

"What about the enemy? Did we just kill our own men?"

At this moment, the entire ceiling cracked, and two sturdy figures jumped down.

There were little devils in front of him, and all the anger that Long Leiyan had been holding back for a day was transformed into murderous intent, and the double knives in his hands spun like meat grinders, passing through the crowd in the room, and only the sound of popping was heard in his ears, and there was no movement in an instant.

Glock in Wang Bo's hand didn't fire a shot, and looked at the security personnel in front of him in a daze, they still maintained the posture just now, their faces were lifelike, but they were motionless as if they had been immobilized.

Long Leiyan put away his double knives and dodged his feet hard, and with a muffled sound, the ten corpses were scattered into parts as if they were made of building blocks. Large pieces of limbs mixed with blood rolled to the ground, like the processing room of a slaughterhouse.

"Hmm!" Wang Bo covered his mouth and bent over and vomited.

"Just get used to it!" Long Leiyan patted him on the back and said.

Wang Bo laughed miserably: "It's okay, I'm not comfortable eating at night, it's really okay, hmm!" and bent over and vomited again.

At this time, Wang Bo's eyes changed when he looked at Long Leiyan again, and he said in his heart that there were people, and he was clearly a killing god.

"Why don't you take a break and let's cockpit round?"

Wang Bo smiled bitterly: "It's okay, I've been to the slaughterhouse, let's act together, I have a special sense of security by your side! I didn't kill the two of us in a random shot just now, which means that we are unlucky, and I will buy a lottery ticket when I go back!"

The sound of Wan Bo Lu came from the headset, and they had successfully controlled the cab and asked Long Leiyan when to turn off the lighting circuit.

Long Lei Yan groaned and said, "Don't use it first, you will catch them off guard later!"

From the first class to the safe, there is a long corridor, the gunfire just now alarmed Inoue Ichiro, listening to the sound is from the first class, he called in the headset for a long time, no one in the first class responded, he screamed: "Everyone follow me!"

There was a rush of running in the corridor, and Wang Bo pointed to the ceiling: "Let's hide!"

Long Leiyan nodded, Wang Bo jumped slightly, grabbed the ventilation pipe and got into it neatly, poked his head out and stretched out his hand to grab him: "Hurry up and they're coming!"

"You wait for me inside!" Long Leiyan stood behind the door, looking through the crack in the door at the deep corridor outside, one, two, more than ten, more and more people in black ran to this side.

The infrared hologram showed that the corridor was full of red dots, Long Leiyan put down the night vision goggles, and whispered two words into the headset: "Turn off the lights!"

In case of electrical failures, all large airliners have fluorescent signposts underneath the passages. Inoue Ichiro and his men had just entered the corridor when suddenly it was dark, and all the lights of the entire plane except the cockpit went out.

The guards seemed to have broken into the path leading to hell, and their faces were green and ghostly from the green fluorescent light on the ground. They had not yet adjusted to the sudden darkness, and in a panic, many of them were knocked down by their companions and let out screams, the screams echoing in the narrow corridors like ghosts crying.

Inoue Ichiro turned on the light on the pistol and shouted, "Don't mess around! Turn on the flashlight and run forward!"

A white pillar of light shot out of a flash, shining at the end of the hallway, where a dark shadow suddenly appeared. Someone shouted: "Don't move, or shoot!"

The shadow moved, and in an instant it burrowed into the crowd of people in the hallway. It was like black lightning tearing through the clouds, and the black shadow spun like a tornado, and thin silver threads scattered in all directions in his hands, and the guards who were skimmed by the thin lines turned into corpses without even screaming, and the blood gushed like a leaky water pipe.

There were gunshots in the corridor, and the security personnel were terrified, and some people could not bear the psychological pressure and fired indiscriminately. The untargeted bullet flew around the corridor with a trail of light, and I don't know who it hit, and let out a terrible howl. For a while, the flashlight pillar swayed, bullets flew sideways, screams were repeated, and all kinds of sounds, lights and shadows were intertwined into a doomsday overture in the narrow corridor.

After the sound calmed down, Inoue Ichiro slowly got up, and he fell to the ground alertly at the first shot, fortunately dodging a stray bullet.

The flashlight shot out of Inoue's hand and shone in the corridor, and he was instantly struck by lightning, which was the most tragic scene he had ever seen in his life, even worse than the scene after the atomic bomb exploded.

There wasn't a single intact corpse in the hallway, the floor was littered with pieces, and the blood pooled into a stream that flowed slowly. The flashlight slipped from Inoue's hand and fell to the ground with a pop, apparently the ground was soft and muddy.

"Amaterasu, have mercy on your people!" Inoue Ichiro let out a terrible cry, fell to his knees on the ground, and wept bitterly.

Crackling, slow footsteps sounded in the corridor, Inoue Ichiro raised his pistol and pointed it forward, shouting: "Who, who, speak, speak!"

Bang bang, the muzzle of the gun spewed flames, Inoue Ichiro aimed at the front and shot the long magazine of fifteen rounds in one go, the firing pin made a click, and click, and he was still mechanically pulling the trigger, again, again, as if it would never stop!