The church was extremely empty, with no decoration, no seats, only a huge coffin due north. The coffin is carved with exquisite patterns, 4x3X2m in length, width and height, the coffin lid is tightly sealed, and there is no trace of gaps.

In an empty church, there is a boxy coffin, and anyone who sees it will feel infiltrated. Aside from the deepening of the image of night ghosts in the movie and creating a terrifying atmosphere, the night ghosts in reality, whether it is life habits or blood sucking and foraging, are a terrifying thing to do.

Liang Yi shook his spirit, no matter how strange the coffin in the church was, he had to take a look, such a beautiful and luxurious coffin was in line with the identity of General Fitz, maybe Fitz was lying in it...... But then again, his little western-style building and baby daughter are next to the church, why doesn't he go back to live?

Liang Yi put away the rest of his thoughts, and was about to jump into the church with his sword, but at this moment, he only heard a "click", and the big coffin placed in the church was opened! Open out from the middle, like a horizontal elevator door.

No wonder there are no gaps, it turns out to be modern high-tech!

More than a dozen night ghosts came out of the coffin one after another, and it was obvious that the coffin was nothing more than an entrance, and there was a larger space underneath.

Liang Yi hurriedly retreated to the windowsill and held his breath. The night ghosts that jumped out of the coffin, each of them were above the B2 level, and there were quite a few B3 levels. If you are discovered, you will be in trouble, and you will definitely suffer if you jump.

A total of 14 night ghosts walked out of the coffin, 10 B2 and 4 B3, they were divided into two rows horizontally, standing respectfully and straight in front of the coffin, waiting for whom?

After a while, the 15th person finally came out of the coffin, a tall and burly figure, deep and melancholy pupils, Fitz's true face, compared to the photos on the Jinsha bedside table, Fitz on the table is no more than 40 at most, and the Fitz in front of him, even if he is less than 60, then he is 55 bottoms.

How to say, General Fitz, is a man who is too high to be cold.

Liang Yi confirmed a glance at Fitz, and decisively withdrew his gaze, whether a person is strong or not, there is no need for too much gorgeous disguise, just judging from Fitz's aura, his ability must be above A level.

Don't look at an A-class night ghost with your eyes, listen with your ears and pay full attention and hold your breath

Liang Yi held his breath, put his ear to the window, and listened carefully.

……

"Report the situation."

Fitz spoke, his voice slightly vicissitudes.

"Report to General Fitz, it has now been confirmed that all the security team is dead, only 11 bodies have been found, and 2 are missing, all of which were decapitated......

"Even Captain Zode?"

"Captain Zode not only had his head cut off, but his heart was also gouged out."

"Are there any results from the investigation?"

"The murderer's murder methods are very skillful, and it is preliminarily confirmed that he is a member of the vigil organization, we have checked the surveillance video, and there are images captured in the cell in the S area, but they put their heads very low, deliberately avoiding the face, and can only see the figure and number, through the mouths of the three jailers who were knocked unconscious, it can be seen that both of them have Chinese faces, and the purpose is to rescue a gladiator named 'Assal'."

"Assal?"

"Report to the general, Assal's original name is Chen Liang, he is a Chinese peacekeeping policeman who was accidentally arrested half a year ago, and was later trafficked to the gladiatorial arena, and is known as the 'No. 1 Warrior in China' because of his excellent fighting skills.

"I want his background!"

Fitz interrupted the reporter impatiently, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Asal ...... Oh no, Chen Liang's background is an ordinary peacekeeping policeman...... However, judging from his record of more than 100 consecutive victories, it is possible that he is a member of the Vigil......"

"Damn it!" Fitz was furious and scolded: "Damn, stupid, greedy capitalist! ”

Holding a UFK boxing match in the civilized world can easily make millions of profits, but the competition has rules of fighting, which can not determine life and death, cannot satisfy people's desires, and cannot expand the gold market - so some ambitious capitalists try to open a gladiatorial arena in a city where there is no law, no human rights, and will not be condemned, and gamble on people's lives and deaths to make crazy money!

Fitz is a soldier, no matter how big his power is, he can't shake the interests of the banknote group, and his current situation is equivalent to: he has no share in making money, losing money, and if something happens, he has to find him to bear the blame.

"General, there is ...... There's something I have to tell you......"

"What are you doing! Say it! ”

"According to the report submitted by Captain Zuode yesterday, in order to increase the number of dueling items in the gladiatorial arena, a group of infected people were specially captured from the city...... Infected—"

"Smack!" A slap in the face of the reporter and a 7 or 8m away on the spot!

"Crazy! You're crazy! You dare to hide this kind of thing from me?! ”

The reporter was a B3 night ghost, his body was very tough, he covered his face and ran back to Fitz, and said aggrievedly: "General, you were having dinner last night, I couldn't disturb you, I wanted to say it tonight, who knew that things would happen suddenly......"

"You don't fart me here! I don't know what you guys are doing in the gladiatorial arena?! ”

After saying this, the night ghosts standing in the audience were eager to bury their heads in the ground.

Fitz suddenly remembered something, grabbed the rapporteur's throat, and lifted him up with one hand, angry and anxious: "Miss! What about my daughter?! ”

"General...... The general spares his life! Miss Lamborghini was parked outside, and she ...... She's safe!"

"Humph!"

Fitz regained some peace of mind a little, and threw the reporter casually, even if the force was light, the reporter flew more than ten meters and fell heavily to the ground.

The reporter's bones were indeed hard, and he had not yet cried out of pain when he landed, so he quickly got up and ran back to the general, not daring to complain for the halfest, and then reported:

"General, helicopter gunships and ground troops have set off, and I believe that with our military strength, we will be able to contain the spread of the virus," he paused, and added: "My subordinates have no right to judge the night watchman, everything is up to the general's arrangement." ”

Fitz asked, "What are your good plans?" ”

"I've told the jailers to copy their portraits according to the surveillance, and I've told the army to close the city gates, so that we can use all the Night's forces to search house after dawn," the report said. The faces of the Chinese are very special in the city, and it should not be difficult to find them," he glanced at Fitz respectfully again:

"Everything is just waiting for the general's orders."

"Then hurry up, before dawn, if you don't catch them back, then you just wait for the sun!"

"Yes!"

"Wait, send two more officers to protect Miss, don't let her run out and make trouble!"

"Understood!"

The reporter retreated with the rest of the night ghosts, waited out of the church door, and hurried to the holy city.

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Closing the city gates? Isn't that hand-in-hand turning the Holy City into purgatory?

Liang Yi smiled coldly, got up and kicked the glass window, and flew down with his sword.

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Have you eaten apples? Let's talk about it, tomorrow Christmas, it's very busy, update a little later, maybe afternoon, maybe evening, forgive me.