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After nearly ten minutes, everyone finally finished all the work.

It was originally an ordinary job, but because of the urgency of time, it seemed to have become a high-intensity exercise, and after stopping work, they were covered with sweat, as if they had fallen into a pond.

"It's nine minutes, and there's still one minute to go." Carl looked down, looked at the watch on his wrist, and then reminded everyone.

"I didn't expect it to be done early!" Rosa's eyes widened, and it was clear that this had been her surprise.

"Uh...... Yes, we are model workers in society. Carl patted his chest and said with a slow breath.

"In that case, let's go back to the ground now, this place is not suitable for a long time, we must leave as soon as possible." Uncle Constance also said impatiently.

He is a relatively steady person, and when he does not complete all the work, he will not have any rest or let down his guard.

"That's right." Carl nodded.

"Have you all packed your things?"

He was about to walk forward, when suddenly he turned around and asked.

"It's been packed up, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed." Ji Si said angrily.

Hearing this, Carl also nodded, his face became serious, and he turned his head to everyone and said: "Be careful when you go out, no one knows when that thing will be killed, in short, we can't take it lightly, otherwise it will be doomed." ”

"Okay, let's not say so much, let's get out now."

He loaded the magazine into his pistol and cautiously walked out.

And everyone followed behind, with a cautious demeanor and a solemn expression.

The surroundings, apart from the slight footsteps they made, were barely sound, and they were so eerily quiet that even they could hear their own heartbeats.

Plop plop.

People with poor psychological quality will also collapse instantly, and this environment is not something that ordinary people can bear, especially those patients with claustrophobia, which simply kills them.

"It's so quiet...... his eyes narrowed.

There were some voices just now, and now there are almost no voices coming from above.

Don't......

Have those people been wiped out?

If that's the case, that mysterious black figure, the threat is simply outrageous.

I don't know if they're going to be planted here.

"You have to be careful." He took a secret breath, his eyes a little solemn.

"What the hell is that?" Rosa asked softly suddenly, and she stepped up the stairs and began to walk up.

"It's already certain that it's a kind of embodied ghost." Karl replied, his eyes looking up without leaving for a moment.

"As for what it is, I'm afraid no one in this world knows......"

"Hoo ......"

After speaking, he slowly exhaled and shook his head in confusion.

Who can say for sure in this strange world?

Without thinking so much, he moved forward steadily, walking with a tall figure.

Let's get out of this place first and think again.

Perhaps one day in the future, the truth of the matter will be revealed, and thinking about it now will only add to your troubles.

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"It was quiet and there was no sound......

After returning to the ground floor, he quietly felt his surroundings, and after a while he opened his eyes, he said.

"The killing is over, and if you find us, it'll be too late." He glanced back at everyone and said seriously.

"You're right, there's a strong smell of blood in the air, and it looks like it's done hunting most of the people." Rosa said with a solemn expression.

"Those marauders can't help us delay much, the most important thing is for us to seize the moment, otherwise we will end up in the same end." She added.

How horrible that thing was, they had seen it with their own eyes, more than 20 people had set fire to it, it seemed to have no effect at all, and it seemed very difficult to even injure it.

It's terrifying.

In the face of absolute strength, they also put away the little caution in their hearts.

Kill it?

No kidding, it's good that it doesn't mess with you, and you still want to have the audacity to kill him?

It's like an old birthday star hanged himself, and he thinks it's a long life.

"Alright, now let's go out quietly." He waved his hand, then raised his index finger in front of his mouth and made a "shhhhhh

"Understood." They nodded, followed up behind Carl, and completed a queue.

When they left the place, they came back to the hall. The hall was still enveloped in the smell of blood, and the stumps and severed arms were scattered all around, like a Shura field.

At this scene, even everyone couldn't help frowning.

"Alright, let's leave now."

"Don't come here, don't come here, is there anyone, help me!" Screams rang out from afar, and a man walked up from the end of the hallway, screaming with panic on his face.

He was covered in wounds, tears and snot flowing. The whole person was dyed red, it was not some dye, it meant shocking blood.

"Monsters! Monsters! ”

Before Carl could react, several more people rushed out behind the man, also with panicked expressions.

"It's the marauders!" Rosa shouted.

Followed by the mysterious black figure, looking at it from a distance, it could also smell the rich smell of blood, as if it could see the wails of dozens of souls in his hands.

It seems to be a call from hell, and people feel that terrible fear unconsciously.

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It's miserable, I'm going to be caught up, am I going to die here?

Snooker thought in horror, he couldn't imagine that he would die because of some small thing.

No, I can't die here, I want to live!

"Someone!" He raised his head and suddenly saw Carl and them, a terrifying light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of conspiracy.

"Just ...... them," he thought about it, and his face turned hideous, and the child would cry when he saw it.

"That's it." He made a secret decision.

In order to live, even if innocent lives are killed, they will not hesitate!

If you want to blame yourself, you shouldn't have met me.

His right hand crept into the bag, as if to take something out.

Merely......

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