Liu Meng's terrible screams sounded, and even Abel, who was a veteran, was killed under Toshio's sudden attack, how could he, as a newcomer, escape Toshio's attack.

Doublekill！

Liu Meng's head was torn off by Junxiong. However, this is not the most terrifying, the horror is that Toshio who has done all this seems to be like a child who has obtained his beloved leather ball toy.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Liu Meng's head was like a leather ball, bouncing back and forth on Junxiong's pale hands and the sturdy floor.

The eyes full of fear and unwillingness stared at the reincarnators fiercely.

"Whoa!"

The head is not a ball after all, and after several impacts, Liu Meng's head finally bounced off the ground like a deflated ball.

Toshio, who lost his toy again, was not annoyed, but turned his head, staring at the other reincarnators with uninteresting white eyes.

No one wants to be the next Liu Meng. Even the four of Xiao Ji Ichima, who were originally holding the pencil and carrying out the psychic ritual, couldn't help but feel a fur in their hearts after being stared at by Toshio's eyes.

However, it was this chill that rose from the bottom of my heart that made James, who had the worst psychological quality among the four? Morta subconsciously let go of the right hand that had been holding the pencil tightly.

Xiao Ji Yima immediately noticed this, and he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Damn, what have you done!" The ceremony was interrupted! ”

With the roar of Xiao Ji and his horse, the original white-clothed female ghost and the red-clothed 'woman' were like the Chuhan River Boundary, and the evenly matched battle had a chain reaction like a fallen domino.

The scarlet nails of the 'woman' in red were no longer as sharp as they had been. In the face of the female ghost in white's thick and almost invisible black hair, she could no longer tear it apart as easily as before.

"Meow!"

As if a mischievous child had discovered a new toy, Toshio's eyes without a hint of human emotion stared straight at the nearby black stone.

The big black ball in front of me should probably be a little more durable......

Just when the reincarnators were trying desperately to survive, they were in a room no more than three kilometers away from the police station in a straight line.

The room was surrounded by computers, and in the middle of the room was a boxy table with a paper sketch on it.

If anyone who has some research on military equipment is in this room, he will be surprised to find that almost all the equipment in the room, whether it is a communicator placed on a table or a monitor set up on the street, is without exception military equipment.

In the small room, there are on-site thermal imaging images, voice communication, and spatial sketches, which is completely a small combat headquarters.

There is no doubt that the (THE, MOBILE, TROOPS) special rapid response team does not exist in any written documents of the Dongying government. Every member of the team must have a skill and go through layers of selection. It can be said that any member of this team, taken out alone, is the best in the army.

The purpose of the establishment of this team by the Dongying government is to deal with the expansion and occurrence of so-called supernatural events.

After all, whether it's the once-uproaring curse tape or the haunted house of Gaco, if the government doesn't intervene, it won't take long for it to cause violent social panic.

And the unnatural death of the reincarnators who rented a hotel before also attracted the attention of this army.

As long as it's not a sake bag and a rice bag, anyone with a modicum of intelligence will look at other reincarnators who rent hotels with suspicion.

The room was not very spacious, but there was not a single noise. Everyone is like a robot doing their job step by step. The atmosphere seemed a little eerie.

"The captain has two dead! If we don't do it again, all those people will die there! We have to leave a living mouth to know what happened! Finally, a slightly immature voice broke the eerie silence.

Ignoring the owner of the immature voice, the policeman wearing a four-star epaulette on his shoulder was staring at the surveillance in front of him, his eyes focused on the female ghost in white and the 'woman' in red in the picture, and muttered in an almost inaudible voice: "Supernatural existence!" This time, I definitely won't make the same mistake again. ”

After another while, he slowly picked up the communicator next to him and said, "It's 0:56 a.m., the mission will start in 4 minutes, and the final countdown, please pay attention to the teams." ”

On the computer's thermal imaging plan, six red dots flashed constantly, corresponding to the reincarnators who were still alive at the moment. It turns out that there are eight such red dots.

"Are the ABCD squads in place?"

"Team A OK, the designated position has been reached! You're ready! ”

"Team B OK, ready to act."

"Team C is ready!"

"Team D is ready!"

"All squads, mission begins, get ready for action!"

With the man's order, five strong men in black anti-terrorist uniforms lit the 'Molotov cocktail' in their hands and smashed it in the direction of the police station.

However, a strange scene happened, this kind of lethality is huge, even if it touches the sand, it will burn for a long time, and after touching the solid wood floor of the police station, it did not burn homeopathically, causing a raging fire.

On the contrary, it seems to have been directly extinguished under the action of some mysterious force, and there is not even a trace of small flames left.

"Team A has failed in its mission and is in the process of withdrawing... Yes... Yes... Yes... Encounter... Raid..."

On the other side of the communicator, the screams of Team A were heard, followed by the sound of 'clucking' bones writhing.

"Team A, what's going on? Answer me! Quick, turn the screen to the location of Team A's action! ”

The staff sitting in front of the computer quickly flew their hands on the keyboard, and the pop-up window popped up.

The picture that should have been meticulous is now marked with a blurry mosaic like the eighteen banned movies of an island country, and it is impossible to see anything clearly.

"Bring the screen closer!" The man commanded in a low voice.

With the rapid tapping of the keyboard, the screen on the monitor shook rapidly, and the picture was frozen on the face of a bloodstained woman with corpse spots. Then the screen went black and there was no more image.

"Team B asked for reinforcements and was encountered... Yes... Mom..."

"Team C, encounter... Raid... Monster... Ahh

The three specially trained rapid reaction squads of ABC were wiped out in less than a few seconds!

This made the originally orderly combat command center boil like an oil pot with water in an instant.

"How is this possible!"

"What the hell are we up against?"

"What's next, sir?" Everyone anxiously focused their eyes on the man who was bowing his head and contemplating at this moment.

Ignoring the anxious gaze of his subordinates, the man knew very well that if even he became distracted at this time, he would only mess with himself.

…… (To be continued.) )