A tall, lanky "man" in a pitch-black cloak leans motionlessly against the wall of the corridor on the third floor of an apartment building in the favelas of Paris, like a dried corpse that has just been mummified. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With Sensen's white bones exposed under the long black sleeves and a strange blue light shining under the hood, the heretic creature sent to serve as a guard suddenly opened his "eyes" and looked down into the corridor below.

There was a jumble of hurried footsteps coming from the stairwell. It stands to reason that the entrance to this kind of secret meeting should have a barrier for people, and no human enters it, that is, ......

"Enemy...... Here it comes. ”

Underneath the black hood, a faint voice sounded like it was floating out of an ancient tomb. Shahed did not run away, but stood directly at the top of the stairs, and before he could bow his head, his thin body, along with the cloak on his body, was blasted into rags by large-caliber armor-piercing shells.

"The secondary target has been cleared." A lizardman soldier in the hallway reported the current situation to the command post and lowered his firearm.

In the absence of being brainwashed by the mind control machine, the "gendarmes" of these executioners' camps are still very reliable. Generally speaking, the task of disposing of internal traitors is done by them in cooperation with the executioner.

However, this time the situation is clearly different......

The black-robed man blocking the staircase did not fall, but still stood in place, as steady as Mount Tai and as solid as a rock.

Seeing this scene, the lizardman soldier who rushed to the front waved his hands covered with green scales and signaled his comrades behind him to stop:

"Wait a minute, the target still has signs of life."

Before he could speak, he heard a cold voice float out from under the dark robes that had been blown to tatters, but could still not see what was hidden underneath:

"Leave it to me, your soul."

"What......"

The lizardman didn't even have time to raise his gun again, when he saw the black-robed man slowly raise his right hand, which was only white bones, and lifted the black robe that was blocking his chest. When they saw what was hidden under their robes, all the soldiers in the stairwell froze in place as if they had lost their souls.

Immediately after, an irresistible tyrannical suction began to pull them in the direction of the black-robed man. It was only then that the soldiers woke up from a dream, clinging to the guardrail in the stairwell with all their might, trying to immobilize their bodies. But......

They can only fix their bodies, but not their "souls"!

Crash!

With a strange tearing sound, a humanoid gray shadow floated out of the lizardman soldier's head, and while letting out a terrible howl, it flew towards the position of the black-robed man, and was soon sucked into Mustafa's body, and those lizardmen who had lost their "souls" suddenly turned into cold corpses with gray complexions.

"No one can stop death."

He stretched out his bone-like right hand and put on his robe again. Turned around, and it happened to be Frankenstein, who had just come out of the portal, and the one next to him-

"Two, we can leave." Mustafa bowed slightly at the clown in red.

"Can you recognize who I am?" The executioner gestured to his face like a fool.

"Of course, Mr. Zhang Luo." The unknown creature hidden under the black robe, its voice seemed to carry the cold wind of the Nine Shadows, which made people's scalps tingle: "I identified it through the 'soul'. ”

"I'll admit you're still stronger." Zhang Luo said and waved his hand, lifted the disguise of the executioner on his body, changed back to the original appearance of the man in the windbreaker, and then handed the Othello on his shoulder to Mustafa: "This goods will be handed over to you for safekeeping, be careful not to let him die, it is still useful to keep it." ”

"I see." Mustafa grabbed the body of the man in white with his right bone-clawed hand, and carried Othello on his angular shoulder. By this time, Frankenstein had prepared a portal back to base.

"Have a great trip, everyone."

Mustafa said and floated into the portal, leaving only the two leaders of the Strange Talk Research Society who had not left, looking at Frankenstein's little face, Zhang Luo asked curiously: "What is the origin of that Mustafa?" ”

Although the other party did not show his strength in front of him, Zhang Luo could still feel that the strength of that guy should be at the same level as the four leaders of the Strange Talk Research Association, which should not be underestimated at all.

"Mustafa. Shahed? Frankenstein asked.

"That's right, it's him." Zhang Luo nodded immediately.

"I don't know." The girl in military uniform said expressionlessly.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Luo almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the portal: "Don't you even know where your subordinates are coming from?" ”

"Lucas isn't like that." Frankenstein straightened his thin chest: "And he is very reliable and helps a lot." ”

"Okay, but you'd better watch out......" Zhang Luo strode into the portal, and the scene in front of him suddenly turned into complete darkness.

For the mysterious existence hidden in the organization and of unknown origin, it is natural to pay more attention, not to mention that the guy's ability is very strange......

I think back to the strange uneasiness I felt when I was watched by Mustafa. Zhang Luo didn't say much, and after a whirlwind, he appeared in the courtyard of the new base of the Strange Talk Research Society.

Reaching out and patting the dust on his clothes, Frankenstein suddenly appeared beside him. After making sure that he was not missing arms or legs, Zhang Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the base was already shrouded in night. The courtyard was dark, and then there was a blue and white electric light, which reflected the dark sky:

"How's it going? Mustafa didn't say anything. The energy body floated over and asked.

"We broke with the executioners." Zhang Luo smiled.

"I knew it was going to be like this, that organization was already corrupted." The energy body let out a piercing crackling sound, and the electricity surging up and down the whole body: "Also, what should you do with the traitor you caught?" ”

"I have something to ask him." Frankenstein said coldly.

"Leave it to me for details, I am highly skilled, and I promise to let him explain everything." Zhang Luo stomped his feet with great interest, licking his lips and squinting his eyes, like a jackal that had seen its prey.

Seeing his impatient appearance, the energy body sighed helplessly: "If it were you, it should indeed be able to ......"

"Where is that guy being held?" Zhang Luo asked.

"In the warehouse over there." The energy body pointed to the Soviet warehouse on the west side of the main building of the base, which had not been demolished.

"Okay, you can write a list of the problems and give it to me. I'm going to 'ask' about the location of the mind control machine first. ”

Zhang Luo said as he took out the extremely sharp "Water Monster Fang" from the storage space, and walked in the direction of the warehouse without looking back.

Seeing his back disappear into the night, the energy body and Frankenstein looked at each other and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure he is not infected by 'Paradise'?" ”

"How do I know?" Frankenstein shook his head.

As he spoke, a hoarse scream could already be heard from the warehouse, echoing in the sky for a long time. (To be continued.) )