In the darkness, something flickered in the flames from the muzzle of the gun.

But now is not the time to care, everyone desperately pulls the trigger in their hands and shoots bullets forward, the team is in a semicircle fan, there is no need to worry about accidentally injuring their companions, and the bald heads are lying on the ground, their guns are not facing the ground.

After more than ten seconds, there was a series of empty pistol sounds, everyone's magazines were empty, and their excitement calmed down a little.

"Smack!" Someone tried to light the lighter in their hand, but in the cold storage, the spark flashed several times and failed to light up.

After much tries, a faint flash of fire finally came out of the man's hand, and everyone looked at each other.

Originally, the visibility here was very low, but now with the brightness of the lighter in their hands, they couldn't even see the bald head lying on the ground not far away.

It was as if it was shrouded in a dense fog.

"Whew!" Taking a deep breath, the guy with the lighter nodded lightly at the others, then took two steps forward, going deep into the visual range of the others, and the person behind him could only see a small cloud of red light.

He had to confirm the blonde's body, and although he was a little nervous, he didn't think anyone could survive the shot like that, it was too impulsive, they should have asked each other's purpose first.

At this time, he felt that the space of this cold storage was so large, it was like walking in a fog.

"Ding!" The sound of metal falling to the ground, unusually loud in an enclosed space, was the sound of bullet casings.

Everyone held their breath, and now none of them moved, except for the guy with the lighter, maybe the bullet casings he kicked to the ground.

But the red light also stopped, and apparently he heard it too, "Ding! There was another noise, and this time they heard it clearly.

The sound came from the front left, "Ding......ding!" More noises came one after another.

It couldn't have been bullet casings, in fact most of them were gathered at their feet, and it was impossible for the cartridge casings thrown out of the pistol to roll that far, and there were still so many of them.

If it weren't for the shells, then there was only one possibility, and the sounds were made by the bullets falling to the ground.

In other words, some of the bullets did hit the enemy's body, but the sound was not the same as the target they were firing at.

The only explanation is that the other party has moved to his current position after hitting a large number of bullets, and is eliminating the bullets that hit his body.

So what kind of monster can do this? Everyone unconsciously reached into their waists again, and there was another magazine, but that was the last one.

A strong wind blew in his face, and the guy with the fire in his hand turned sharply, but there was nothing behind him.

I just quietly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, "Hey! "Someone was talking in his back, his voice hoarse." Do you know? I hate it when someone points at me with this kind of thing. ”

He turned again, without pause, and pulled the trigger directly, and the magazine had been changed long before he moved.

But the fire went out again, and something struck him in the chest, like an oncoming car.

The force of the impact spread to his limbs, and the pistol and lighter were gone, and he screamed in his heart that he was not good, and then he slammed into the wall on one side and passed out.

The sudden extinguishing of the fire in the darkness and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard, and the others picked up their pistols with their magazines replaced, but they were not sure if such an attack would have any effect.

They couldn't see anything in the dark, but they could feel something moving at high speed, and the turbulent air currents from the movement brought the cold air from the cold storage to blow on their faces.

"Fack, this ......." One of the guys screamed, but he didn't get out of his mouth the swear words, he didn't even have time to let out a scream, and then he was dragged and thrown against the wall.

The rest of the group became even more panicked, and some regretted that they hadn't let their captain Joaki come here, maybe they could subdue this guy.

"Open the door." He pressed and held a button on the walkie-talkie and said, "Repeat, open the door to the cold storage." ”

"Roger." A reply came over the intercom.

They don't plan to continue to spend time with this guy, this place is fine even if it is used as a cage, and now that the "dangerous elements" have been contained, then it will be handed over to Joki for interrogation.

Everyone stepped back step by step, moving towards the door of the cold storage.

"It's not a good idea yet......" A voice came from behind them, and everyone turned around and didn't hesitate for half a second, shooting with all their might.

In the faint flames of the muzzle, for a moment they finally saw their enemy, a large black man, with inverted triangular sharp teeth, and a long, pointed tongue writhing excitedly. The blackness on his body even felt like it was still flowing slowly.

Something moved at his feet, he kept the shot in his hand and tried to lower his head to check, but it didn't work, and the thing under his feet was pulled hard, and he slipped under his feet and was pulled out, and then lost consciousness.

"Bang!" The door of the cold storage door was opened, and the person who opened the door found that the light inside had been extinguished at some point.

"Hey, anyone?" He shouted inside.

"Of course, otherwise you think we're all suffocated in there?" A bald head sticks out of it.

"How? Did the guy say it? ”

"What?"

"Did I mean that guy told his purpose and the people behind it?"

The bald head was stunned for a while, "No, some hard mouths." ”

He took two steps forward and then turned around and closed the door to the cold storage, "We'll have to play with him, but I don't think we can wait long." ”

"Okay." The guy guarding the door shrugged, "Where are you going now?" ”

"I'm going to go to the bathroom." The bald head replied, "Do you know where there is a toilet?" ”

"There is a restaurant outside, but you can borrow one from Lao Wang's kitchen."

"Okay." The bald head said and walked towards the kitchen.

As he turned the corner, the fluid on his head flashed, restoring an Asian face. This kind of disguise Wu Tong can't last long, but it's enough for him to take advantage of this time.

Although it deviated from the original plan, I didn't expect the other party to listen to the blonde's willingness to cooperate at all, so now this situation is not bad, disguise as the other party's person, so that it may be easier to get in touch with his target.

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Thanks to the "Little Grass in the Night Wind" tip!

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