Although Qin Boqian panicked, he did not lose the decisive judgment of a qualified black boss, he sniffed out the taste, and understood that the kid in front of him was not the same group as Ouyang Bao and Ping Nai upstairs, but they were obviously the same kind of people. Not to mention that he doesn't have a gun in his hand for the time being, even if he does, it is just a ball of scrap metal that can be crushed immediately.

Nan Yinglong felt that the situation was under control, so he asked more, but in fact, it was also to dispel his fear: "What's going on with the explosion upstairs?" You're coming down from upstairs, you must know, right? ”

"I didn't ...... I don't know...... Probably...... Circuits, circuit faults......"

Nan Yinglong didn't feel like he could ask anything new, even though he was familiar with the way the explosion was blowing. He took out two insoles from his body: "I came from Yunkou in a hurry, and I didn't prepare anything good...... Of course, I didn't have access to the upper level of technology in the first place. I know you're confused right now and can't understand me, right? To make a long story short, this insole is a product from ten years ago, and it is also used to equip killers, called 'sound-absorbing footpads'. He laid the insoles flat on the ground and stepped on them, and the insoles stuck to the shoes tightly. If you walk with it, or touch anything, it won't emit the same decibels that an ordinary ear can receive. ”

Qin Boqian still didn't understand: "You...... Why are you telling me this? ”

"Telling you that, it's to tell you this," Nan Yinglong motioned to him to look at an MP3-sized precision instrument that he had carefully taken out of his pocket, "This is the annual 'fist' product of our consortium the year before last, but putting these two products together, this is indeed my invention." ”

When Qin Boqian heard the word "consortium", his ears trembled violently.

"This one, it's a sonic bomb. As long as you don't emit decibels that the human ear can hear, it won't explode. But I'm looking forward to how you can keep that voice out of that. Good bye. After carefully placing the instrument on the ground, he whispered softly to the air around him, "This is my gift to you, it is my love for you." …… Farewell. ”

As Nan Yinglong walked downstairs, he pressed something, and the instrument suddenly emitted a trace of red light and began to operate. Nan Yinglong walked very fast, and although the insoles under his feet ensured that he would not make a sound that would cause the instrument to explode, Qin Boqian might not be able to do it.

Qin Boqian didn't dare to breathe, and looked at Nan Yinglong with a blank eye. He hoped that someone would come, and hoped that no one would come, otherwise if he made a noise under unknown circumstances, he would only hasten his own death. The only thing he could do now was that he could breathe as lightly as a mosquito, and the only thing he could hope for was that the power of the instrument ran out, although he didn't know that when this thing ran out of power, it would also explode, and the energy that supplied it was unimaginably powerful. The research and development of this instrument was originally for the purpose of infinitely torturing people's psychology, and the power of the explosion was not as good as Ouyang Bao's watch, but it was enough to send Qin Boqian to hell.

Just as Qin Boqian was gradually calming down and was able to adjust his slight breathing evenly, he heard—or rather, the virtual world created by his mind—a strange woman's laughter, smelled a scorched stench, and then he saw strands of long hair slowly winding down the stairs.

Qin Boqian was terrified to the extreme, but he never knew whether he should vent his fearful screams, or sit back and wait to see an even more terrifying scene in order to avoid the bomb exploding......

Nan Yinglong paused as he let out a second roar from the Qianlong Mansion, as if enjoying the thrill of this tortured revenge. Yes, he was originally a "lay disciple" of Gangu, and this revenge against the rules of the organization, the upper echelons of Ganggu will sooner or later investigate clearly with their pervasive high-tech infiltration methods, and at that time, they will have to be expelled from the organization forever if they are not locked up, and now that their wish has been fulfilled, it is better to go back to their hometown and continue to run the popular science bookstore.

Nan Yinglong carefully summoned a taxi, went around a few times, and then summoned another one and returned to the outside of the unfinished building. He was alone, and if he had important items with him, he would have come back to thank his only friend, Nash, and it would be an eternal farewell for them. At the same time, he wants to return Tong Duo's ashes to her parents.

Walking up to the second floor, Nan Yinglong suddenly felt a little inappropriate in the empty space, frowned and tried to shout: "Nash! Where are you? He found that Tong Duo's urn was gone, and he became anxious.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a blackened stain of blood on the shady side of a pillar, and directly below it was a gray finger that did not belong to it, for its owner must have been dead for a long time. Nan Yinglong carefully looked at this finger, which was not a Chinese finger.

He vaguely understood something, Nashi was forcibly taken away by his organization, the "Ring of the Gods" cultists, after all, they were natives of the Americans, and it was difficult to come to Yanzhou in a big way without being discovered, so they must have used the usual means: driving the local corpses to achieve their goals.

He wasn't sure if he was going to be a hitter this time, maybe the disciples of the Ring of the Gods still wanted to catch turtles in the urn, and it was unknown if they were hiding nearby. So he shouted angrily: "You can't just turn your back on tradition!" Even if the traitors are punished, the necessary trial procedures will be carried out! Nash and I are personal friends, and he hasn't done anything to be sorry for you! If you have any questions, you can rush to me! ”

The voice was extremely sharp, rushing back and forth in the deserted reinforced concrete jungle, and it seemed even more terrifying. Nan Yinglong clenched his fists and walked down the slope step by step. The members of Steel Valley possess a talent for shooting that can only be matched by the other four types of breakers, but now he has more to face than just an evenly matched opponent with his bare hands.

Below the slope is the suburban "Kangai" men's hospital, a subsidiary of the nearby Yanzhou Medical College branch, which has gradually darkened, and only faintly green billboards can be seen.

Nan Yinglong focused all the energy of his body on the five senses of **, and looked around vigilantly. And at this moment, there was a lot of screams from inside the hospital, as if I had suddenly seen hell. Immediately, there was a long line of figures in strange postures, staggering out of the gate, moving crookedly, and some were even knocked down by their companions, and they also moved with difficulty on the ground in a strange insect crawling way. Nan Yinglong looked at it coldly, roughly counting, there were about twenty of them, and the four or five in the back were all dressed as doctors and nurses, wearing masks, and their complexions were still fresh, but they were covered with blood holes, and they let out a strange low roar while waving various sharp surgical instruments.

Seeing this, Nan Yinglong couldn't help but be furious: the disciples of the Ring of the Gods manipulated the corpses stolen from the morgue, just to obtain weapons and increase the scale, and actually let the dead corpses kill the living, and then continue to operate! Thousands of years later, the people who were hand-picked by the Creator in the past, the so-called God's people, except for the Valley of Steel, have all fallen into evil demons!