Of course, in fact, Yu Xing didn't hear of this kind of system, but he never thought that even in this kind of zombie-infested apocalypse, Shengwei was still implementing this system.

Soon, under Chen Mo's gaze, these guards began to move.

Columns of guards began to walk towards the gates of the warehouse prison.

The first guard, who had just stepped out of the gate, immediately reversed course and walked towards the southwest corner.

The darkness before dawn is always the darkest.

At the same time, for this base within a dormitory building.

'Shhhh

In the dimly lit hallway, a man in a night suit, whistling and playing with a key in his hand, walked towards the last room on this floor.

If there are lights at this time, you can see it. At this moment, the man's hands were stained with blood.

And at a table in the gatehouse under this dormitory building, three guards with eyes almost out of their sockets lay there.

The same incredible expression. On the neck, the same wound, Ran Ran's blood was dripping down the corner of the table to the ground.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

On the table, there were playing cards that had been stained red with blood, in the corner of the porter. There was also a guard with a frightened and desperate expression on his face.

Unlike the other guards, the man's teeth were almost all shattered, and many of his fingernails were stripped away.

The man with red blood wet, the clothes on his chest, and a table on the table not far away. Two walkie-talkies are placed.

On the ground next to the table, there was also a guard lying on his back with an unwilling face.

Until he died, his eyes were fixed on the walkie-talkie on the table, as if he was only a little bit away from touching it.

"I love to take a bath and have good skin, oh, oh, oh roar~ put on a bathrobe and jump, uh-huh~ um-hmm~ There are still ten minutes, there is enough time."

The man in the corridor was Ye Qi, and at this moment, Ye Qi was humming an unknown little song and came to the door of the last room on this floor.

Glancing down at the time. Together they took out the keys and inserted them into the keyhole of the doorknob.

'Gada~'

'Squeak~'

With the sound of the wooden door in front of Ye Qi, a neatly maintained single dormitory was displayed in front of Ye Qi.

"It's pretty clean."

Muttering, Ye Qi immediately looked at the bed, the dim environment could not block Ye Qi's vision, perhaps this ability to see at night brought a lot of benefits.

On top of the bed, a slightly emaciated man was sleeping profusely, and next to his pillow, there was a pair of glasses.

The sleeping man frowned, as if aware of the impending danger, but only in a frown.

Because at this moment, Ye Qi had slowly walked to the side of the man's bed.

"Hmm~ It's a little too smooth, what should I say, do you say that the rice buckets under your command are too useless, or should I say that I'm too good."

Indeed, it all went too well. The smooth operation made Ye Qi feel a little incredible.

Perhaps this operation is the simplest action Ye Qi has ever participated in, and there is absolutely no one.

Simply evaded the patrol of the guards, simply infiltrated the dormitory building, and then simply killed a few people in the concierge, and finally forced out the whereabouts of this Lu Gan.

"It's time to hit the road, Rinne!"

At this moment, the moment Ye Qi's murmur fell, he only saw that Ye Qi's wrist flipped, and the black dagger was already stabbing towards the man's neck in an instant. Bayi Chinese Network

'Poof! ~’

"Woo!!"

Just in the blink of an eye, the man's neck was like a basketball pierced by a javelin, we are different from basketball, the basketball spews out air. And the man's neck was sprayed with blood.

The sudden pain made the man wake up instantly, and he was about to cry out in pain when he opened his mouth.

But then came a blood-stained and bloody palm, which was pressed to the man's mouth.

As if he felt that his life was gradually being lost, the man's eyes were full of bloodshot at the moment.

He stretched out his hands as hard as he could. Slashed at Ye Qi's palm, trying to remove Ye Qi's palm away.

But the sharp pain from the top of his neck made him subconsciously hold the dagger that Ye Qi inserted into his neck.

But soon he realized that this didn't seem to work, and he began to struggle and try to attack Ye Qi in front of him.

It's a pity that his thin arm can't reach Ye Qi at all.

Blood splattered on the quilt.

'Boom! Knock knock! ’

The man was unwilling to stop there, and began to flutter on the bed indiscriminately, arms, legs and feet, frantically smashing against the bed board.

There was a muffled sound, but none of that helped.

Finally, under Ye Qi's gaze, the man lost his last life.

Only the neck that is still bleeding blood tells the unwillingness of the man's heart.

In the end, time froze, and the man's eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and his purple-blue face was full of disbelief.

Even though he had been completely declared dead, the man's hand still grabbed the hand that Ye Qi covered his mouth, leaving rows of deep nail marks on the back of Ye Qi's hand.

"Hey~ It's so easy, I suspect it's your trick."

After the man's body temperature gradually began to cool, Ye Qi pulled out the dagger and rubbed the blood stains on the dagger on the man's quilt.

Immediately, he slowly let out a long breath, and said such a sentence with an unusually easy expression.

But it does. The assassination missions that Ye Qi has experienced are basically nine deaths and one life. This is the first time that such a smooth assassination mission has been carried out.

"Let me see,? It's 5:25, it's not a big problem. ”

Breaking away the hands that Lu Gan was holding at his palms, Ye Qi raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qi also lifted the bloodstained quilt and glanced at the man in pajamas.

Immediately, he grabbed the back collar of the man's pajamas like a dead pig, and began to drag the man downstairs.

The sound of corpses rubbing against the floor echoed in the hallway, even if it wasn't very loud. But it did reach the corridor.

However, in the dormitories passing by, the guards were lying on their beds like dead pigs.

And their spiritual pillars were already like wild dogs that had been killed at this moment, being dragged downstairs little by little.

The blood sacrifice was left in the corridor. Probably in a few hours, the owner of the base will change hands again.

Or maybe this afternoon, the entire prison base will be empty, and maybe one day I'll be back here.

But when they return to this place again, perhaps the identity of these guards will no longer be Fika's stomach problem.

"Hey, it's still so cold in warm clothes, ghost weather."