Except for a few chairs that were still burning in the entire small building, the building was extremely quiet, and cold sweat from his mustache instantly broke out, wetting his back.

"A team! Second team! Got a reply!" He tugged at his collar and whispered to the miniature mike.

It's just that there is only a silent "rustle" of radio in the communication channel, and there is no echo at all.

Tightening his grip on the pistol, the mustache looked at the direction in which the first and second teams were going to search, and ordered the two men behind him:

"Skinny, yellow-haired, you two go see what's going on!"

Again, no one behind him answered.

"Are you stupid!?" The mustache scolded and turned his head, only to find that the thin man and yellow hair who were examining the two corpses just now were gone.

Disappear into thin air, as if it had never appeared at all.

But their footprints were still in the dust on the ground.

"Goo...... "Goo-to-doo" The mustache's throat moved suddenly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the cold hairs on his whole body rose.

Why is there no one again!?

Is it haunted!?

Although it was daylight and in a room with the ceiling blown open, and you could see the sun when you looked up, the mustache instantly felt like he had fallen into the world of some horror movie.

He desperately clutched the gun in his hand, picked up the pistol and pointed it indiscriminately forward, his face was full of bruises, and he shouted:

"Who!? Who's messing around!? Who's there!"

At this moment, one of the two bloody "corpses" suddenly moved, it was the "corpse" of the young man with half of his face burned!

The "corpse" suddenly opened the only one of its remaining eyes, and hung the other broken eyeball, and crawled on the ground towards the mustache, sticking out his tongue as he crawled, and said:

"Uncle...... You're so ruthless...... My eyes hurt...... Toll...... My eyes ......"

The mustache was caught off guard, one foot had been firmly grasped by the "corpse", and he desperately tried to break free, but he couldn't break free at all.

Although it was understood that it was a robot, the appearance of the combination of machine and human flesh and blood, and the truly tragic voice, added to the horror.

"Let go! Let go!" The mustache struggled desperately, only to find that the hand was like a steel tong that clamped his leg and could not break free at all.

Immediately after that, the "corpse" of the dead little girl next to him also "came to life", dragged her broken body to crawl to the mustache, grabbed one of his arms, and shouted miserably while vomiting blood:

"Uncle, I'm so miserable...... I died a terrible death...... The makeup is all spent...... My mom said she wouldn't let me buy cosmetics...... I bought it all secretly...... You pay me...... Excuse me......"

The "corpse" of the teenager continued:

"I'm even more miserable, uncle...... My mom said she would shut me up in the BP machine and give me 10K traffic...... Whine...... I don't want to live anymore...... Let's die together......"

"Don't come here! Don't come here!" The mustache squirmed desperately on the ground like a maggot, trying to avoid the two "corpses", he wanted to shoot, but found that the gun in his hand was dragged by the other party and thrown aside.

"Uncle, do you think I'm miserable?" The girl's "corpse" had already crawled on top of the mustache, and her hands were on his head to look at him, and suddenly a light began to flicker in her eyes, and at the same time there was a soft white noise that was very rhythmic and rhythmic.

"......" The mustache was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes gradually became foggy, and he soon fell into deep hypnosis.

A sound of footsteps came from behind him, and Shen Feng, who was wearing a large bath towel, and Jingwei, who was wearing a miniskirt and small high heels, walked over.

Behind them, there was a rolling gray tide, and there were more than a dozen struggling human figures inside, which were none other than the gang of bandits who had been swallowed by the gray tide just now.

Shen Feng walked over and picked up the pistol on the ground, checked it, and frowned:

"It's just a chemical dragon, it's very ordinary......"

One of the major production areas of black guns in China was Hualong, the so-called Hualong once became a kind of mainstream black gun, but later the control became more and more strict, and after the government banned guns for decades, this thing basically disappeared.

"Ordinary? The gas explosion just now was enough, and the people of Xitong don't know how many times they died. Jingwei on the side rolled his eyes and said.

Shen Feng nodded in deep agreement, and looked at his arm, except for a little redness, there was not much damage in the explosion just now.

Originally, there were still some burns, but after a while, they had healed.

Although this defense and regeneration ability cannot be compared to the World Beast, it is completely beyond the possession of the Xitong humans.

The body modification that Jingwei helped him do was very successful.

Shen Feng walked up to the mustache and squatted down, and asked in a low voice:

"Ordinary robbers? Child trafficking? Purification Society?"

Although the mustache was hypnotized at this time, the whole person was still in a state of panic, and muttered in his mouth:

“…… Don't come here...... Don't come over ......."

Shen Feng frowned and glanced at Wei Xiaoqing, who was blown up and bloodied on the side.

This kid's hypnosis program isn't very powerful...... You'll have to do it yourself.

Wei Xiaoqing dragged the broken body of the stand-in to stand up and sneered:

"Dad, I feel like you've become handsome when you blow it up."

At this time, there was already the sound of the fire siren outside, plus the siren of the public security, it seemed that a lot of cars were coming when listening to the movement, Shen Feng understood that it was not good to delay any longer, and waved his hand, and the gray tide that had been waiting on the side immediately pounced, wrapping the mustache and the bodies of Shen Xiaofeng and Wei Xiaoqing, and flowing into the ground like mercury.

Everywhere they passed, the traces left by these gangsters, as well as various experimental equipment, were all rolled up and transported to the underground space.

Only traces of a gas explosion remained.

Shen Feng and Jingwei also entered the underground space of the small courtyard, and sealed the passage above, waiting for the arrival of the fire and police.

I can't live here, I have to move.

Shen Feng couldn't figure out how his residence in reality was exposed for a while.

He was extremely cautious every time he traveled to other regions, and he really shouldn't have been touched.

Who is the other person?

If you want to talk about petty theft, you can't commit such a big battle, and if you want to talk about the Purification Society, you shouldn't be so amateurish.

After all, the purifiers of the Purification Society he met in the Americas before, all the elites, not to mention the people of the Rattlesnake Company, just those killers, and the gang of solitary gangsters of the Medellín Group in Colombia, are all professional murder and overselling existence.

The mustaches came with a bunch of watermelon knives and a pistol that wasn't very powerful, and they didn't look like people from the Purification Society.

At this time, it was only less than ten minutes before the explosion of the gas pipeline, and the sirens were already sounding outside the gate of the small courtyard, and then a group of firefighters rushed in, first searched around to make sure that there were no casualties, and immediately began to extinguish the remaining flames in the building.

After the gas explosion, there were not many open flames, and it took a while to extinguish them.

However, soon several policemen also arrived, but they received a call from a resident aunt in the distance, saying that they saw more than a dozen couriers entering the small courtyard.

After all, generally speaking, one or two couriers are nothing, and it is somewhat suspicious for a dozen couriers to enter a residence at the same time.

Shen Feng, Jingwei and the others stayed in the underground space constructed by the gray tide, using the sound conductivity of the gray tide to listen to the movements outside.

"Director Zhang, why are you here too?"

"I received a call from the masses saying that there are suspicious people here, come and take a look...... Why is this still a gas explosion?"

"It should be caused by the aging of household pipes, coupled with the short circuit of electricity, which directly detonated the gas, fortunately there is no one at home, otherwise it would be miserable."

"Brothers, I didn't see any suspicious people, did you?"

"No, I thought there were injured people, but after checking it, it should be a house that was not occupied, and the owner was not at home."

"That's good...... I'll ask Aunt Li if she's dazzled. ”

The comrades of the public security and the fire department were talking outside, and the mustache that was restrained by the gray tide in the underground space of the gray tide also woke up at this time, and immediately struggled desperately when he heard the sound outside.

Comrade policeman! I'm going to call the police! It's full of monsters! Help me!

It's just that his mouth is firmly blocked by the tentacles of the gray tide, and he can't make a sound at all, so he can only listen to the sound of conversation and footsteps outside.

Several fires at the scene were quickly cleared, the firefighters were evacuated, and after a while the police had already left, and the gas company people also left the place after repairing the pipes, and the mustache's eyes gradually became desperate.

Only then did Shen Feng control the gray tide and let go of the restraints on the mustache, patted his head and asked:

"Where the hell did it come from? Tell me about yourself?"

The mustache had long been shocked by the strange scene brought by the gray tide at this time, and said in a trembling voice:

“…… Antichrist? We are...... Purification Society...... ...... of the Huaxia Division There are many ...... That offense...... Thank you for your understanding......"

Shen Feng frowned, he didn't expect it to be really a Purification Society.

The other side has penetrated to the East.

However, it was the first time he had seen the purifiers in Huaxia, and they seemed to be much weaker than their foreign counterparts...... Just a self-made earthen gun, and the watermelon knife was all taken.

"You're also a Purification Society?" Jingwei looked at the mustache with disdain, "Blowing up the gas pipeline, pretending to be a courier, holding a watermelon knife, that's it?" Purification Society? Although she is the enemy of the Purification Society, the old lady is a little worthless for the Purification Society now...... You've got some of you're embezzling funds, aren't they?"

The mustache was ridiculed by Jingwei, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, understanding that his gang was really a little unreasonable, and said with a wry smile at the moment:

"I'll tell you the truth, this domestic ...... It's not good to develop...... They're basically atheists, so they're not on the road...... A few days ago, one of our strongholds was just given to us by the local police station...... It's really hard to ......."

As he spoke, the mustache's tears fell.