However, Fu Hao didn't plan to kill here. Sometimes it's not too smart to do things in place.

The most effortless way to kill people is to be surprised.

How much more is to kill a large crowd of people.

Kashanzhuo could clearly see that Fu Hao wanted to change places, and when the two of them walked out of the hallway, she had already contacted the chubby hygienist from before.

In this era, the medical station actually exists as a kind of protective area. In addition to some explicit rules that are not allowed by the warring parties (such rules that gangs will not keep), the nature of saving lives also makes them need to save people in some violent acts. So it's built more solid.

Fu Hao didn't stop her. He knew the fat man wouldn't agree.

But Kashandra is hopeful, "we ......"

She said two words, but the fat man's attitude directly interrupted her and said, "Don't look for me." The medical station is a neutral zone. ”

Kashanjo probably didn't expect the other party to be so direct, "We're just ......"

The fat man interrupted her again over the communicator, "The Peachtree area has been completely sealed off by blast shields. No one can get out, no one can come in, not even a phone call. Everybody is hunting you down. You're dead. ”

His words were swift, as cold as if there were two dead people on the other end of the phone.

Ka Shanzhuo didn't know what to say for a while, and the phone was hung up by the other party.

There was a blind beep in my ears.

It can be seen that this is probably not the first time such a thing has happened in Peachtree District. As a place with an extremely high crime rate.

There must have been a killing of SWAT law enforcement here. So these people think they see it very clearly.

Ka Shanzhuo's face was ashen, but Fu Hao was not surprised at all, "If the government's subordinate system was useful, this would not be the worst place in the city." ”

At this time on the two hundred floors.

The man in the suit was facing the sunlight outside the window, "Although this time I suffered a loss. But it doesn't take much money to build another complete assembly line. ”

Madeleine. Madrega, on the other hand, turned his back to him, facing the two scars on his face to the sun.

It seems that everything is not taken to heart.

"We've expanded three new blocks in the shortest amount of time. Soon. We can expand to Zones 8 and 15. ”

Madeleine. Madrega, "District 15 or Red Zone......"

“…… But it doesn't matter, everything in this city will be mine. ”

The advancement of the underworld is often much easier than that of the white road. Because you have so many means to threaten others. As long as you're violent enough.

On this day, they obviously didn't take the two SWAT officers downstairs to heart.

At this time on the one hundred and eighty-first floor. Those who came to hunt them down had already arrived.

A big flat-headed fat man with a big scar on his face and earrings on his ears was standing on the balcony with his clothes open and commanding his subordinates, "These two SWAT officers are running away. We've got to find them. Sal your men are in charge of the west and the south. We're on the north side. They cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of others. ”

These people are very organized to go in two waves. However, they are not really regular troops, and they do not have direct communication with the watchmen on the building.

Otherwise. The yellow-haired computer whiz who was monitoring on the 199th floor would tell them that the person they were chasing was actually right behind them.

The yellow-haired boy with Madeleine on the roof. Madriga is different from the fat medic downstairs.

He had really seen everything that had just happened from the surveillance, so he felt that those two people might not be so easy to deal with.

But the problem with this kind of gangsters is that communication is not timely, like some bandit organizations. There are weapons on the surface, but there is no real formation system.

This makes it impossible for them to inform each other of dangerous information.

When Madeleine. Madrega and the man in the suit were pointing out from the rooftop.

The computer master in the monitoring room was shaking with his arms in his hands.

On the dozens of surveillance footage in front of him, the man in a black SWAT leather uniform was moving behind them.

He began to kill the last of those who had gathered together and were ready to divide into two ways.

The gangsters with AK47s in their arms died silently.

The butcher said, "The knife won't jam, it won't run out of bullets." "Outside. There should also be an advantage, that is, the master can be silent.

Those who split into two ways, were hacked to death eleven in such silence.

The yellow hair couldn't help but tremble in front of the computer, he didn't join these gangs voluntarily.

In a sense. He's a technician. Kashandra is a mutant with a special skill of mental power. And this person is also a mutant, and his ability is a computer. This kind of person does not worry about life at all, no matter what era he is in.

He was forced, coerced. But it doesn't matter if they were coerced or not. He's afraid of being heard.

The underworld members on the one hundred and eighty-first floor had never thought that someone would dare to attack them so blatantly.

Some of these people noticed something unusual. For example, the big fat man in the lead. He originally leaned on the balcony and looked down at the scenery after giving the order.

There was a first floor, where the shredded bodies of the three men who had been skinned and thrown down were still there. The body was covered with a white shroud.

And he soon heard something wrong. It wasn't because Fu Hao made a sound. Instead, he suddenly noticed that the footsteps of his people had become less sound.

A group of more than 20 people suddenly became more than a dozen people, and the difference must be very big.

And there seemed to be a hint of blood in the air.

At first, the flavor was light, but it soon became stronger.

But man is a stubborn creature, for example, he thinks he has a group of people, so only two people on the other side dare not come and do it. So even if I found something unusual, I didn't think much about it.

He was still not very vigilant. But instinctively, I went back and asked about the situation.

And the moment he turned around, he saw only a black shadow.

The shadow blew in front of his neck like a cold wind blowing, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold feeling that invaded his bones.

He looked up, almost instinctively, trying to dodge what was under his neck.

But when he looked up, he realized that the other party already had a hand behind his head. So he looked up and got his head caught.

So that cold light came as expected.

Then the shadow was gone. Ignore him again.

He felt that his life force had been drained for a moment, and then he could see the scene in front of him clearly. There were a dozen people lying on the ground.

There are dead people everywhere. (To be continued.) )