Volume 1: Cruel Mercy Chapter 123: The Twelve Hours of the Holy City (11)

Turn left 300m from the parking lot, and you will see a small building with lights on, which is the security room.

Liang Yi held Ye Qiu without any nervousness. One has absolute faith, the other has absolute faith.

"I don't think there's anyone in there, why don't we go in?" Ye Qiu stopped at the gate.

Liang Yi lifted the bomb in his hand and sighed: "If it weren't for the bomb in my hand, I would definitely not play these little tricks." ”

"Then I'll open the door." Ye Qiu held the doorknob.

Liang Yi stopped: "No, no, no, knock on the door, let them open the door, remember, just keep this posture, block my face, as long as they dare to approach, they will definitely die." ”

"Chief Liang can really grasp the details."

Ye Qiu let go of the doorknob and knocked on the door.

"Giggles!"

Liang Yi stared at the doorknob, and Huaxia Zhizan, hidden under his armpit, was ready to be unsheathed at any time.

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After 3 minutes, the door was as calm as ever, the doorknob did not turn, and there were no footsteps behind the door.

"Is the knock too quiet?"

Ye Qiu increased the strength of his palm and knocked again, "Bang bang!" With such strength and decibels, even a napping person should be woken up.

After another 3 minutes, there was still no movement behind the door.

Ye Qiu was puzzled: "Could it be that there is no one inside?" ”

"Open the door and try it, slow down."

Liang Yi was armed with a submachine gun and was ready to attack at any time.

Ye Qiu pinched the doorknob, and the instantaneous hand slowly turned, "Click!" Pushed, the door didn't move: "It's locked." ”

"It must have been locked, otherwise the lights wouldn't have been turned on. Let me come," Liang Yi pressed the doorknob and pushed it hard, "Click! The entire mass of locks was removed, and the "creaky ......" door was gently pushed open.

What catches your eye is a service desk, a few desks, some scattered documents, and the water dispenser indicator light is in a state of insulation.

"Go in and have a look."

Liang Yi gestured to Ye Qiu behind him, to the left, to the right, and began to search the front hall.

Liang Yi probably glanced at the documents on the table a few times, either the report sheet or the worksheet, and the text recorded was in Central Asian.

"The only drink of the night ghosts is red wine, except for sucking blood, and they don't drink water; This is supposed to be the office of the day shift security guard, and the gladiatorial arena is not open during the day, so there are not many security personnel needed. ”

"Sir Liang, come and take a look at this."

Ye Qiu looked up at a wall, on the wall hung a "Employee Relations Sheet", the security captain had the most power, followed by four security team leaders, then eight security personnel, and the lowest security personnel were five Central Asian faces.

"The unlucky guy I killed just now is here."

There is an image photo posted on the "employee relations form", except for the Central Asian security guards on the day shift at the bottom, everyone else is a white-faced and cold Central Asian man, not only the unlucky guy killed by Ye Qiu just now, but the young man that Liang Yi killed in the parking lot yesterday is also on the employee relationship sheet.

The two night ghost security guards who were killed both belonged to the 3rd floor, 8 B1 levels, 2 died, 6 remained, and 4 more in the middle B2 level, plus the B3 security captain, there were 11 people in total.

"Where's the night ghost's office?" Ye Qiu wondered.

"Follow me."

Liang Yi used his nose to catch the smell in the air as he went deep into the corridor behind the hall.

The security room is a small building with 3 rooms on the first floor, one on the left and one on the left and one on the left and one at the end of the corridor.

"The Central Asian security guard is downstairs, and the night ghost security guard may be upstairs?" Ye Qiu stood at the top of the stairs and said.

"No, night ghosts hate the light and like to hide in dimly lit basements."

Liang Yi walked directly to the door at the end of the corridor and tried to press down the doorknob, "Click!" The door opened softlyβ€”behind it were rows of stairs that led down to the basement.

"They're probably hiding down there."

"Hmm...... It smells like blood. Ye Qiu covered his mouth and nose.

"Then get ready for battle."

Liang Yi threw the submachine gun to Ye Qiu, drew his sword, and led the way in front of him with a soft voice.

There are 30 steps of stairs, and it is very quiet all the way down, there is no light at all, but the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

"There are no signs of night ghost activity at this time."

"Whew...... I'm about to be scared out of my heart attack. ”

"But there are signs that they are sleeping."

"What?"

"Smack!"

Liang Yi turned on the switch on the wall, and the dim light instantly dispelled the darkness, and the things in the basement were clear at a glance - thirteen coffins were neatly placed!

Ye Qiu's face turned pale, and he scolded: "***, bad luck!" Phew! ”

Liang Yi reminded: "Shhh...... They're sleeping, don't wake up. ”

Ye Qiu lowered his voice and exclaimed, "Why are there still people lying in here?" What the hell is this where people are lying?! ”

Liang Yi was not surprised by this kind of furnishings, and calmly explained: "If there are no special circumstances, most of the night ghosts' activities are at twelve o'clock at midnight, and they generally choose to sleep before twelve o'clock; The coffin is a protective shell for night ghosts, and each night ghost is born with a mouthful for easy transportation during the day. Ye Qiu rolled his eyes at himself: "Accompanying the coffin since I was a child, it's really murderous...... Kill Matt! ”

Thirteen coffins, six on the left and right, the last one is placed in the north, which is the same as the meaning of "sitting in the high hall" in Huaxia, the strongest ability, the highest level of the night ghost enjoy this treatment, the coffin in the north is probably the nest of the security captain.

In the corner of the basement is a round table with 250ml of medical blood bags piled up, and several red wine glasses are not dried with blood.

"5 wine glasses, 5 night ghosts, just had a full meal 10 minutes ago and just fell asleep...... Probably so. ”

Liang Yi stared nakedly at the blood bag on the table, his heart itching, these things were also a delicious meal for him...... He picked up the blood bag and put it down, picked it up, and put it down again...... After opening and returning seven or eight times, I still gave up the blood bag under super self-discipline.

Ye Qiu couldn't stand it anymore, so he grabbed two blood bags and stuffed them into Liang Yi's pocket:

"Sir Liang, you are really, the eldest girl has split her legs, and you still recite 'Amitabha'? Take two bags in case you need them, it doesn't hurt anyway. ”

Liang Yi sighed in embarrassment: "Alas...... Actually, I don't like these things. ”

"So what do we do now? Do you ignore them, or take advantage of his illness to kill him? Ye Qiu asked.

Liang Yi said coldly: "Take advantage of the illness to die, kill it quickly!" ”

Ye Qiu glanced around the basement: "There are 13 coffins here, and there are night ghosts sleeping in 5 mouths, which means that 7 of them are empty, but we don't know that those 7 are empty......"

"It's only a little time, hurry up, don't wait for the security personnel on duty to come back, the security captain is a B3 night ghost, if he dies, it will be more than enough to pull someone on his back."

"Chief Liang is definitely not the person who cushioned the back, isn't that me?"

"Division of labor and cooperation, you open the coffin, I cut off the head."

Liang Yi stood at the head of the coffin, holding the sword in both hands, and stabbed in a posture, just waiting for the coffin lid to open.

"Chief Liang, don't say that, it's right to make a fortune by raising the coffin - today I Ye Qiu opened 13 coffins, and the wealth of the next life will also be paid at the same time!"

Ye Qiu stood at the end of the coffin, clasping the coffin board with both hands: "I'm coming!" ”

"Come!"

"Huh!"

The coffin is pulled open!

"Poof!"

A sword stab!

Listening to the sound, it should have been poked into the flesh.

"Good luck, good start."

Liang Yi lightly cut off the head of the night ghost in the coffin.

"Cover, take a bite."

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