"What! Underneath the basement is the biovirus base of the Japanese army? The Ox team asked with a solemn gaze, "Are you sure about silence?" ”

"Sure! That ghoul is an immortal corpse created by a biochemical virus, possessed by a resentful spirit, and then resurrected from the dead. ”

Shen Mo told the Niu team what he knew, and this matter was no longer something he could carry alone, because this matter involved the lives of thousands of households in the old city and even hundreds of thousands of people in Yancheng.

If there is an accident during the battle that leads to the leakage of the virus, the first to suffer are the ordinary residents of the old city, and if it is not handled properly, the entire Yancheng will be shrouded in the erosion of biochemical viruses and become a ghost town.

As a native of Yancheng, he heard from his parents when he was very young that the old city had been invaded by the Japanese army and used to hide munitions, leaving countless underground holes.

But the Ox team never expected that these underground holes actually stored biochemical viruses that had lost their conscience, and if it weren't for the ghoul incident, they didn't know how long it would be before they found out that they had a time bomb buried under their feet.

This problem must be addressed as soon as possible.

The Niu team realized the seriousness of the problem, he asked Shen Mo to rest first, prepare for 24 hours of preparation, and hurriedly asked his superiors to issue an emergency evacuation plan for the residents of the old city, and requisitioned the 123rd Squadron of the Yancheng Special Police to strictly guard the old city and stand by at any time.

After giving a series of emergency orders, the Niu team took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and clicked into a WeChat group called [Supernatural Research and Defense Bureau (21st Place)].

Yancheng Niu Zhongmin: @群主燕京马十三

[Yancheng discovered the secret base of the biochemical virus left behind by the Japanese army, as well as a monster named ghoul, now the activity of the biochemical virus is unknown, the number of monsters is unknown, and urgent support is requested]

Demon Duhua Handsome: @盐城牛忠民

[Old horse, you Yancheng is so dangerous! ] Some time ago, it was a skeleton spirit in a mass grave, and now it is a biochemical virus that does not turn into a ghoul? I don't want anyone to live! 】

Liu Huaqing, Zhucheng: @华英俊

[Xiaohua, this matter is extremely serious, please don't joke. Verbal warning once. 】

Modu Hua Yingjun sent an emoji [I'm just skinning it every day, and I'll leave after the skin, and I won't take it back.] 】

Demon Duhua was kicked out of the [Paranormal Research and Defense Bureau (21st Place)]

Magic City, a villa with a sea view.

Hua Yingjun bounced up from the leather sofa, he had a peerless beauty that moved even men, his angry face was full of resentment, holding his mobile phone and shouting, "Damn, I've been kicked out of the group again!" These people don't have any skin cells at all, and it's really boring. ”

He exited the WeChat APP, opened the Gaode map, searched for Yancheng, and clicked on the satellite map.

After carefully browsing it, Hua Yingjun took out a golden flow of gossip and fixed wind plate from his arms, recited twenty-six feng shui secrets, and deduced the Tao.

"The dragon is afraid of fierceness, the hole is afraid of the cold, the sand is afraid of the back, the water is afraid of jumping back, the hole is afraid of the wind, the mountain is afraid of drying up and breaking, the water is directly shot, the sand is hidden and the water is sent to the mouse, the mountain is afraid of the eight evils, the water is afraid of the eight evils... Eight evils condensed and three evils, and the five qi swam around, Yancheng was really a place of right and wrong, and it slipped away. ”

[Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense (21st Class)]

Yanjing Ma 13: @牛忠民

[Pony, I have requisitioned an anti-biochemical special operations force to Yancheng to relieve the biohazard. It is expected to arrive at Yancheng Airport at 8:12 tomorrow morning. 】

[Which Taoist friend in the group is willing to go to Yancheng and eliminate the ghouls. 】

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The Niu team held the mobile phone and waited for a long time, there were a total of 70 people in the group, and the silence at the moment was panicking.

Lame Taoist: laodaoyuanyiwoliyanchenghenjin

Liu Huaqing of Zhucheng: The lame master just learned to play WeChat and can't type, so I'll translate it on my behalf (Lao Tao is willing, I'm very close to Yancheng.) ）

Yanjing Ma Thirteen: Then it's tiring and lame friends.

Crappy Taoist: [Smiley] [Handshake]

Yancheng Niu Zhongmin: Thank you for the lame master, private chat.

Zhucheng Liu Huaqing: Don't chat privately, the lame master doesn't know how to type, you can't understand it, please go directly to the Yancheng police station if the lame master goes.

Crappy Master: [Like]

Yancheng Niu Zhongmin: Okay.

Turn off the phone, the Ox team finally breathes a sigh of relief, as long as the urgent support is called, this matter must be properly resolved.

However, now is not the time to take it lightly, the old city will change at any time, he must always stick there, and the evacuation of thousands of residents is also very difficult, and it is necessary to race against time to ensure the safety of people's lives and property.

The cattle team stood up, picked up the heavy coat on the back of the seat, and prepared to return to the old town again.

In autumn, the night in Yancheng is very cool.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

The Bulls' cell phone rang, and he frowned, hesitated for a moment to connect the phone.

"Will the Chungmin go home tonight? Coco misses you. ”

"Sorry, there's a special mission tonight."

“····” The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said with concern, "That... Stay safe. ”

Honk! Honk! Honk!

The bull team sighed helplessly, put away their phones, and headed straight for the old town.

Laifu wood carving shop.

Lying on the bed silently staring at the ceiling, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, not only because he had been preparing for the battle twenty-four hours a day, but because seeing the bull team fighting the ghouls tonight had made him change his mind a little.

Shen Mo looked at the computer on the side, pondered for a while, and then looked at the pile of primary talismans on the computer desk.

If he had been too late, the bull team and several police officers would have died tragically under the claws of the ghouls.

This time he arrived, so what about next time?

Can silence be there every time in a moment of crisis?

No!

Even Cao Cao couldn't do it.

But the cattle team and the thousands of policemen who are fighting on the front line, they will encounter such danger at any time.

Silence can save them once, but it can't save them every time.

He's not Superman, at least not yet.

So, Shen Mo began to re-examine his plan, the plan to open a Taobao store to sell primary talismans, is it necessary?

Is it really appropriate to put your own primary talisman on the Internet at a high price, and I don't know what kind of person is using the talisman?

Instead of this, wouldn't it be more appropriate to sell your primary talisman to the Ox team, so that they can have the power to protect themselves in the face of emergencies in future tasks?

Taking a step back, selling to anyone is selling, so why can't you sell it to the soldiers who are fighting on the front line!

This business is done!

Silently made up his mind, he lost his sleep, picked up the primary talisman on the table, got up and went downstairs, and drove straight to the old town.

Isn't it time to verify the effect of the primary talisman, and Shen Mo took this opportunity to show the power of his primary talisman in front of the bull team.

As long as the Ox team knows the goods and the price, it will be much easier to talk about.

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In the deep mountains dozens of kilometers away from Yancheng, a lame Taoist staggered forward by the moonlight, with a crimson talisman attached to his waist, exuding a faint red light.

The crappy Taoist seems to be a small step away from ordinary people, but in fact, his whole person is a distance of tens of meters.

Shrink the ground into inches!

It is a very advanced kung fu of Taoism, and it is rumored that this method can shrink thousands of miles into an inch when practiced to the extreme.

Although the lame Taoist learned this method from a young age, it was only a few years of kung fu to succeed in this method, and with the blessing of the red talisman, he could perform such a profound kung fu method.

The lame old man knew in his heart that the situation in Yancheng was urgent, and he must do his best to dare to go without delay, otherwise he would be uneasy when he went on a business trip.