There was a dull gunshot rang out, and the two guards in front of the office building fell to the ground without saying a word.

The soldiers dressed in black rushed directly into the office building and launched a bloody massacre against the staff who were still in a state of confusion inside!

Marcus raised the HK-416 in his hand, raised his hand and pierced the throat of a female white-collar worker in the lobby, and gave a ruthless command to the four soldiers who were scattering behind him:

"Leave no mouth alive."

As members of the special forces who have been doing "dirty work" around the world all year round, Cobra's soldiers know very well that they can only hide their true purpose by killing everyone in the building.

After all, if someone finds out that they are looking for trouble with "Crawford Industries", they are likely to be targeted by the big people behind that company. Pretending to be an indiscriminate terrorist attack is more likely to confuse the public, and as for the escape route after the massacre, Marcus has long been prepared.

In a burst of strafing, more than a dozen office workers in the hall on the first floor of the office building fell down with blood spurting all over their bodies, and sirens suddenly sounded in the building, and panicked white-collar workers rushed down the stairs to try to escape the building.

"Don't even think about running a single one upstairs."

As he spoke, Marcus took down the MG3 machine gun from his back, set it up on the floor in front of the office lobby, and swept it at the guys who were rushing to the main entrance, causing the office workers to scream and retreat into the hallway.

These office workers, who usually sit in front of the computer, have never seen this kind of posture, facing the heavily armed "murderers", they are all scared to pee, and they rush to the side doors on both sides.

"Get out of here!"

A man in a suit and leather shoes grabbed the woman's long hair roughly, dragged her behind him, and rushed out of the hidden side door.

Rumble!

The choking white smoke enveloped the open space at the door, frightening the few people behind them to freeze instantly. An M18A1 "Broadsword" mine was detonated by an office worker wearing glasses, and the fragments and steel balls swept across the fan-shaped area in front of them, directly blasting the poor worm who had no time to dodge into a puddle of minced flesh and flying out ten meters away, leaving a scarlet trail on the ground.

"Ahhhh

Seeing the tragic condition of the man in glasses, everyone screamed again and retreated, and then saw a figure slowly emerging from the white smoke created by the explosion of the landmine.

"You...... You are ......" The woman standing at the front said in astonishment.

Emerging from the smoke screen was a silver-haired woman in a wheelchair, with a gentle smile on her face, but the barrels of the guns sticking out of her shoulders were spinning slightly.

The M134 six-barrel rapid-fire machine gun poured excess firepower into the unprepared crowd at a rate of 3,000 rounds per minute, and the "Lady of Killing" passed through the hallway strewn with corpses in a wheelchair, her face as if frozen, and a kind smile all the time.

"I'm sorry." She said.

While Maria was carrying out the massacre, Marcus and his team had already "cleaned" the entire first floor at a terrifying rate. For these battle-hardened killing masters, the combat power of ordinary office workers is not worth mentioning at all.

Putting away the machine gun, turning around and bursting the head of a middle-aged man who jumped from the second floor, Marcus put on a new magazine for the HK416 in his hand, looked down at the bleeding corpse at his feet, and looked up at the stairs with an expressionless face:

"Isn't there a single one here that can fight?"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a jumble of footsteps in the stairwell and the sound of a gun bolt pulling.

"Huh?"

Marcus turned sideways and saw several guys wearing pig-head masks appear at the top of the stairs, all holding double-barreled shotguns with truncated barrels.

Staring at the mask on the other party's head, Marcus, who had always been expressionless, raised the corner of his mouth to reveal a grim smile:

"The action begins." He said.

……

A burst of gunfire rang out from beneath the floor, drowning out the shrill sirens.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Lin Chi walked quickly into the fourth game room, bypassed the large machine in the center of the room that was tied with barbed wire, and had a terrifying appearance, and walked into the room next to it.

As seen through the glass walls, the room looked like a large garbage storage room, filled with bloodstained clothes, shoes, and various handbags and jewelry. One of the earrings even had half a human ear on it, which looked like it had been ripped off a woman's head.

- His backpack and tattered clothes were placed in the corner of the room.

For those NPCs who have not mastered "space technology", the player's backpack is completely worthless. Even if they open the player's backpack, they can't see anything.

However, once Lin Chi got the backpack, the situation was obviously different.

Lin Chi stepped on the bloody clothes on the ground and walked over, picked up his backpack and turned around and walked out of this cruel storage room, pulled out the tiger tooth fighting saber and the "Dark Vulture" pistol, lowered his body and sneakily walked towards the open metal door in the fourth game room.

With his current attribute value, only these two weapons are more reliable, and those weapons that require a higher strength value cannot be used at all because they have a somewhat thin body.

However, after the life-and-death challenge in the third game room just now, Lin Chi could feel that the muscles in his body seemed to be still in a state of excitement, and his attribute value seemed to have increased a little.

He opened the status bar and looked at his current attribute value, and immediately found that except for the luck value, the first three attributes have improved a lot:

Character Name: Countercurrent.

Domination Points: 0.

Prestige: 0.

Kills: 2.

Strength: 15 (10 for normals).

Dexterity: 15 (10 for normal).

Stamina: 15 (10 for normals).

Lucky: 14 (10 for normal).

Lin Chi knew that the reason why his attribute value would rise might be because of the "stimulation" just now, which stimulated the potential of the virtual body. In this way, being caught in this ghost place can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

So the question is, what exactly is this place?

Since the mobile phone had long been lost, Lin Chi couldn't get in touch with Darian for a while. He made his way through several bloody "game rooms" before finally entering a dimly lit hallway.

Judging from the game map, his location should be in a building in the western part of Alvara City. It seems that the damn "No. 3" should have transformed this building into a slaughterhouse for abusing victims.

"You're good at playing......"

Lin Chi said as he suddenly raised his right hand, raised the "Dark Vulture" captured from Tanya, and fired at the end of the corridor, draining a magazine of bullets in three seconds.

Under his gaze, a man in white who looked like he had cut off his head and replaced it with a pig's head fell to his knees weakly, and viscous plasma slowly flowed out of a dozen bullet holes on his body.

"What's that, pig-headed man?"

Lin Chi bent down and peeled off the mask on the guy's head, revealing the sparse blonde hair on the top of his head and a pale and hideous young face.

He groped around the young man's corpse and found no valuable props, only an ID card with a headshot of the man and a few lines of silver text.

Lin Chi ignored this inconsequential name of cannon fodder, and just looked playfully at the first line of text in the card:

Crawford Industries Employee ID Card, please keep it with care.