When the Raytheon Group arranged the venue of the martial arts conference. A black stealth 3x sonic plane stealthily sails into Sand City. On board the plane were three members of the ZOO, the finished product of the domestic 863 secret program. Their code names are Ghosts, Translators, and Plagues.

The ghost touched his head and said, "What is the mission that Galeries Lafayette asked us to do this time?" said the ghost

Plague is a tall man, bald, with only one eye and high-precision optical glasses on the other. He said, "Lafayette asked us to monitor the movements of this martial arts conference, and maybe we can find new members." In addition, to investigate Huangquan's every move"

"It's this boring task again. The ghost said, "I'll go sleep first." ”

"Don't come back too late!" the translator instructed

"Got it!" said the ghost bowed.

As the door closes, the ghost enters the lounge, and only then does the translator ask, "Plague, why is this conference so important?"

Plague said, "Lafayette said that he was worried about the resurgence of the Thor Group, and if necessary, he could find an opportunity to carry out decapitation!"

The translator looked a little unhappy, "Lafayette is really, and we have a problem again." ”

The sky was sparsely starry, and the ghost shadow slowly fell from the plane, and he turned to look down on the entire sand city. Of course, there is no parachute, which is not difficult for an out-of-body person.

"Let me think!" the ghost muttered to himself, "I should have gone find that guy first." He thought, spread his hands, made a floating motion, and flew forward. A few jumping shadows appeared on the ground, and the shadows of many scorpions flashed quickly on the roof.

"How much feed did such a big guy eat?" said the ghost. Fall vertically towards the scorpions.

These scorpions are huge, each at least two meters tall. They have powerful feet, and they can cross six or seven meters with a slight jump, flying on the eaves and walls on each roof, much like a martial arts master.

Seeing them scurrying in one direction piqued the ghost's curiosity.

The ghost shadow followed, and he didn't know that these huge scorpions were actually the dead soldiers carefully selected by the Thor Group and the Cardinal, and at this moment they had drunk the beast genes and had become out-and-out monsters.

These monsters squirm quickly on eight legs, just to hunt down a prey...... Death!

I went to the building room again, and the distance between the buildings was more than ten meters. It was a challenge for the scorpions, and they all picked up speed. With a whoosh, a scorpion flew away.

The people behind are busy catching up, like racing cars, scrambling to be the first. Ghosts were below them, watching dark shadows leap overhead. "Interesting," he said, "an unexpected bonus." ”

After a while, the scorpions stopped in the shadow of an intersection, and following the scorpions' gaze, the ghost found a little shining. "Yellow Springs?"

At the intersection not far from them, a passer-by curled up and retreated, the bright magic knife in front of the passerby showed killing intent, looking at the headless corpse holding the knife, the passer-by trembled "Don't come, don't kill me......" Huang Quan couldn't hear his voice, and walked forward step by step.

"Ahh

A scorpion saw the opportunity, attacked it unprepared, and rushed to Huangquan's back with a scream

Huang Quan turned his face slightly. A sword light. The scorpion failed to get close and fell behind Huang Quan, a wound on his belly, oozing slimy liquid.

Other scorpions pounced. I only heard the crisp swing of the knife, and the scorpions, scattered in all directions, were struggling. Occasionally, the stumps were scattered, and the liquid in the insects' bodies was spilled all over the ground.

It's too late, it's too soon. A pair of large tongs went to Huang Quan's waist at the same time, and as the pliers were closed, the afterimage of Huang Quan was cut into three sections. There was a click, but in a second, the two large tongs had broken under the blades, and there were traces of pus. Before the piercing scream appeared, Huang Quan stabbed it in the head, killing the insect.

"No head, but so precise!" the ghost thought for a moment, "Could it be that the knife is emitting a kind of brainwave signal that controls the body?" When he met those eyes, he found himself in a world of darkness. Those grim eyes, let out a terrifying laugh. It was as if an invisible claw was about to seize him.

At the last moment, the ghost was frightened awake, "What a terrible knife," the ghost muttered to himself

The plague and the translator heard the ghost's movement and walked in

"Why is it so fast today?" said the plague, "are there any useful clues?"

The ghost said, "Does it matter if you just bumped into Yaksha?"

Plague smiled, "Let's go our separate ways." I'm going to deliver something delicious to the Raytheon Group. ”

At the site of the mass grave in Shacheng, a man and a woman slowly walk beside the bones of those who were massacred decades ago. The bones are layered on top of each other, in all shapes and in various poses.

"The world is vast, and the sky is yellow. The chubby man in foreign clothes said, "No one remembers them, and no one knows that they are far from their homeland." What sacrifices were made in a different world with a time difference of 3,000 years. Now their bones are being looked up as the victims of the massacre, but no one knows why they are lying here. ”

The woman was dressed in a green gauze skirt, with a dignified appearance, and her eyebrows were smoky. It was Alaya, who bowed her head slightly and bowed her head to all the bones. "You've worked hard, we'll take care of the rest. Heluo will not forget you!"