Chapter 150: The Last Spell Bullet

As the remaining police officers became fewer and fewer, the illusions created by the old ghost grew stronger, and the panic in the eyes of the last few officers gradually turned to the frenzy of attack, and they continued to shoot at the spot where the laughter came from in the darkness until they injured or were killed by their teammates.

There were fewer and fewer people still standing, and the ghost howls were getting louder and louder, and this kind of battle undoubtedly made Qin Hanjie in the room feel desperate.

The order in his arms made sure that he was not affected by the hallucination, and for some reason, he felt a little better in his chest, and immediately shouted, "Don't use a gun!

Unfortunately, his voice could not reach the ears of most police officers. In addition, it is not that no one remembers the things on his waist, and the sound of electricity "zila, zila" also sounded for a short time, but after the old ghost was accidentally electrified, he bewildered those fools who were still holding guns, and gave priority to these points of resistance to be injured and killed.

Finally, with the last gunshot, there was a moment of dead silence in the corridor, which also announced that the main force of the police in this operation had been basically wiped out.

Bai Ze stopped on the eighteenth floor, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, at 11:52, it was only seven minutes from the beginning of the power outage to the time when the police could no longer be heard resisting.

The operation of the 13th Department has been declared a failure!

The four or five plainclothes police officers nearby also seemed to understand what silence meant, and they couldn't help but pause and look at each other, and a member of the public who seemed to be the leader looked at each other, and gave the order: "Retreat!"

Several other plainclothes people quickly withdrew downstairs, and seeing that Bai Ze was still stunned, the public came over and patted him on the shoulder, and said angrily: "Which branch are you, don't you leave quickly, does it make sense to go up and send a few more lives!"

Bai Ze sighed and walked quickly downstairs. The public face was stunned for the next lesson, he looked at Bai Ze's back, then looked at the upstairs of the black hole, and followed him.

"What's the situation up there!" As soon as he got down the floor, two figures, one tall and one short and thin, came up to him, blocking Bai Ze's way and asked.

The public's face pushed the crowd forward, and they looked at each other suspiciously, "Who are you!"

The thin figure had a face full of eagerness, took out a well-textured document from his bosom and said, "We are the state commissioner who specializes in handling similar incidents! Tell us the situation above!"

The public's face is carefully identified by the emergency light, and it is indeed the identity document of the state department, and the rights granted on it are not small. Considering this knotted eye, there would definitely not be any wicked people who would go up to the devil to play with their brains, and after a little thought, the public stood up and saluted, telling the truth what they knew.

After hearing this, the thin figure was full of uprightness, and even the emaciated and shriveled back was awe-inspiring, and he took out a seemingly high-level communicator to contact the Luobei City Police Department, and his words were full of generosity and righteousness that were worried about the world.

Bai Ze listened to his ears, and vaguely heard that almost all the armed police had already been transferred here, and the police station was now completely incapable of transferring police officers, and the city government was urgently contacting the garrison, and in about two hours, a company would be the first to arrive to clean up the scene and maintain order.

When the thin figure ended the communication, he urgently ordered these plainclothes to go up with them to catch the ghost.

Bai Ze thought about it for a while, thinking that these two were the people of the Thirteenth Agency, considering that if their strength was not good, it would be a disaster to let the old ghost escape in the future. And as long as you leave the neighborhood within two hours, you shouldn't have to worry about your identity, thinking of this, Bai Ze was silent and quietly followed behind this group of people.

After walking up not far, there was a crisp gunshot on the twentieth floor, and the thin figure paused, his brows furrowed slightly. But the plainclothes people were very excited and quickly ran upwards.

On the twentieth floor of Building No. 1, Qin Hanjie was sitting against the wall, the old revolver muzzle in his hand was smoking, and the old ghost not far away looked at a small pit that was split by lightning not far away, and hesitated and did not step forward.

With the vibration brought by the recoil, Qin Hanjie couldn't help but cough violently twice, and the corners of his mouth were drowning with blood foam again. With great difficulty, he pointed his gun near the door, and said in a staggering tone:

"Hong Ren, the ghost bombs have been used, so there's no need for you to continue hiding, don't you come out to see your old colleagues for the last time?"

There was a hint of remembrance and resentment in Captain Hong's eyes, he tidied up his white coat, glanced at the old ghost, and slowly walked to the 2010 ward.

He leaned against the wall next to the ward, pulled out a shiny broad-bladed saber from behind his back, and stretched out from the door of the ward.

The bright moonlight shone into the ward through the broken window, and through the reflected light, Captain Hong looked at Qin Hanjie's bloody appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Unexpectedly, when old friends meet again, the appearance of the two of us is just the opposite of when they swept me out of the house back then." ”

"Maybe even those big brothers in the Thirteenth Department can't even think of it!" Captain Hong's face showed reminiscence, "The two people who entered the Thirteenth Department together back then, the guy who was very favored by them and even sacrificed their lives to save them, is now a lame person, and he is about to die in front of me like a dead dog." But the other guy who was abandoned by their resistance can now live a better life!"

There was a "bang" of gunshots, and the old ghost lurking from the window let out a frightened scream, and hurriedly retreated to the next ward.

Qin Hanjie's face turned even paler, he looked at the pair of yellow eyes reflected by the blade at the door, and smiled miserably: "Hong Ren, you are still as despicable and disgusting as back then! Of course, the guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death can't be respected by anyone, so even now, the Spiritual Qi Alert Department will only divide you into the second group of filthy and rotten, like a group of hyenas!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the old ghost peeping through the window was swept away by the electric light, and he screamed and was almost swept downstairs by the night wind, and retreated back to the ward in a panic, and returned to Hong Ren's side.

Qin Hanjie clutched his chest and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes became cold and said, "But I really can't imagine that you hyenas are not only eating the corpses of your enemies, but now you are simply biting your own people." Is it just for the sake of fighting for power that you can raise ghosts and kill innocent people without regard for human life?"

Captain Hong sneered, as if he was laughing at a child who didn't grow up again. He took the reflective saber from the door of the room, and his face returned to cold and unconcerned. Captain Hong looked at the time for a moment, and instructed the old ghost who was cowering next to him: "Okay, the last four spell bullets of the Thirteenth Department of the Whole State have all been fired, you don't have to be afraid, go and solve him!"