The little leader of the Lion Gang, who stayed outside the parking lot and waited for the good news from his subordinates, soon found that things didn't seem to go the way he expected:

"Ahh

"Uh......"

"Oh......"

Screams and wails echoed through the underground parking lot, but they didn't sound like they were coming from the two businessmen, several of whom were male, the black man had heard in the middle of the night in his bedroom "treating" his men.

"Is it ......?"

The black man, who was still very sure just now, had already begun to panic at this time, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the "boss", and said in a trembling voice: "Boss, it's not good......

"Don't bother me, Masok." A hoarse voice rang on the other end of the phone: "Your dad and I are busy." ”

"We have suffered heavy casualties!" The little leader, known as Masok, hurriedly said, "Probably dozens of people have died!" ”

"What's the matter, you bastards are going to attack a military base?" The middle-level leader of the Lion Gang on the other side of the phone was also as rude as the gang members under him: "If you want to fight, you must ensure that you win!" Have you forgotten my words or something? ”

"Chief, I'm sorry, we just caught the merchant as usual, I didn't expect it to be like this......" Masok's body began to tremble slightly, he obviously knew what would happen next once he angered his immediate boss.

"You're saying that dozens of people were killed by merchants? Did the lions raise you to let you out and be embarrassed? The man on the other end of the line roared wildly, and Masok began to ring in his ears: "Go and get those merchants, or you will be sunk into the sea, waste!" ”

Masok wanted to say something, but the other party had already hung up the phone. Realizing that the people above were angry, the little leader of the Lion Gang clenched his fists and cast his wandering eyes of fear towards the entrance of the underground parking lot.

The screams continued, along with the sound of flesh tearing and creepy laughter, and if it weren't for the sun still shining in the sky, Masok even wondered if he had fallen into hell sooner.

"Damn...... Damn ......"

He clenched the scorpion submachine gun in his hand tightly, and the dreadlocks hanging from his head trembled with his head. The fear that rose from the depths of his heart almost made his body immobilized.

However, he also knows very well that if he can't complete the tasks assigned above, it will also be a dead end. There used to be many incompetent people who failed to complete the task and completely "evaporated" from this world. In fact, Masoch himself had been on a mission to clean the portal, and the miserable wails of the poor creature he had slain still occasionally appear in Masoch's nightmares.

"No way, die, idiot......"

Masok muttered slurred expletives, gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and slowly walked to the entrance of the underground parking lot, his legs still shaking.

Whether it is forward or backward, it seems that waiting for you is a dead end, but it is better to go down and die than to be tortured to death by the "executioners" of the Lion Gang.

"Ahhhh

As if to cheer himself up, Masok shouted loudly, raised his gun and rushed into the underground parking lot, and as soon as he stepped into the solemn darkness, the viscous touch under his feet made him stop immediately.

As if he had stepped on something slimy in his sneakers, Masok took out the tactical flashlight he had purchased from the "Rainbow Six Weapon Shop" and pointed the pillar of light at his feet, and immediately saw the dark red plasma, as well as the ...... not far from his feet The head.

The face facing Masok's head belonged to a good friend of his, and Masok remembered that he had spent the night with this man last week, but now, that still handsome face, had become a bleeding and round eye, and he didn't know what cruel torture he had suffered before he died.

"Ah...... Curse you......"

Masok staggered back a few steps with an incomprehensible swear word, trying to escape from the damn place. But before he could get back to the entrance, a strange force suddenly pushed his body into the parking lot, and he fell into the dark parking lot.

"Don't ...... that"

Masok whispered a prayer and jerked his head behind him, the sunlight shining above the parking lot entrance illuminating a small clearing.

- Since there is nothing behind me, who pushed me just now?

The hairs on Masok's whole body stood on end, and he felt like he was about to collapse, and he slowly stood up in the breathless bloody breath.

The smell of blood irritated his nostrils, and the strange crunching sound made his scalp tingle, and perhaps he guessed it right, the parking lot was indeed the entrance to hell. In this way, those two strange "merchants" just now may be demons who have climbed up from hell.

"Don't do this, let me go......"

Masok said tremblingly, trying to get up and try to escape again, but his legs were too strong to use because of fear, and with great difficulty, he finally stood up slowly, turned and took a step towards the entrance—

When he saw the "person" standing in front of him, Masok's eyes widened as round as pinballs:

Wearing a rusty, peaked metal helmet and wearing a human-fur coat, a tall humanoid creature appeared in front of Masok's eyes, a bloodied monster dragging a two-meter-long butcher knife in his right hand and the heads of several Lions in his left hand.

"Don't come here! Stay back! ”

Masok screamed and raised his submachine gun and fired at the monster's body, several bullets hit the monster's body, and indeed there was blood, but the bullets seemed to be consumed by the opponent's body, and they couldn't do any other damage, and they couldn't even make the monster's movements pause for a moment.

Syllable!

The monster tossed aside a few human heads in his left hand and strode forward, the blade of the butcher's knife slicing across the parking lot ground, leaving a long scratch.

Masok, who was almost going insane, shot and retreated, not noticing that another figure appeared behind him. Before he could run a few steps, he was kicked to the ground, and he turned around in horror, and was greeted by a black leather mask:

Masok, who was already a, recognized the mask almost immediately, and the intense fear turned into even stronger consternation, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the other party's mask, and said loudly: "You, it's ......"

Syllable!

Lin Chi hit Masok on the back of the neck with a knife, and simply knocked the other party unconscious.

Looking at the butcher who came forward, Lin Chi sighed helplessly: "Didn't you let you keep a few alive?" Why are they all killed? ”

"I've been holding it back for too long, and I want to get comfortable." The butcher lowered his head and looked at the unconscious black man: "What to do with this person?" Let me do it, shall we? ”

Lin Chi took a step forward and reached out and pressed on the back of the butcher's knife: "Don't think about moving this person, I need a prisoner now." ”

"Okay......" The butcher shook his head, "It's boring." ”