A dozen vicious dogs all fled, and the corridor was quiet again, dead and silent, as if the bloody scene just now was just a movie that came and went, and only a pool of blood on the ground witnessed its existence.

Another five minutes passed, and there was still no sound outside, and the dim light bulb flickered on and off.

"Don't be fooled, there's nothing outside, let's flash it. Lu Haotian urged.

"Shhhhhh "Wushuang has made the gap in the blinds even narrower.

The guy in the hallway hadn't come closer, but the flickering light bulb had stretched his shadow so long that it was reflected in the blinds. It was a figure, and judging by the silhouette of the shadow, he was supposed to be a man, wearing a pair of leather boots on his feet, as if he was carrying some kind of weapon in his hand, the weapon was very long, and it was dragged on the ground, and it looked like it was three legs.

The guy approached from the other end of the hallway, and the first thing that caught his eye was his head, which was wearing a Japanese officer's high-brimmed hat, a man with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a scar on his face, and a Japanese sanitary mustache on his nose. He was wearing a neat and neat green Nizi military uniform, with military boots under his feet, and a knife in his hand, which was very long, and the sword dragged and rubbed on the floor of the corridor to create strings of cremation.

"Is it a living person?" Lu Haotian still wanted to say it, Wushuang hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, this guy is definitely not an ordinary person, his aura is enough to make dozens of mutated Demu frightened, it can be seen that he has been the ruler of the underground fortress for decades.

The four of them quietly leaned against the wall and watched the movements of the Japanese officer, if he had been infected by the mutant virus and had only lived underground for so many years, then why did all the soldiers in the barracks die and he lived alone? Moreover, even if he was an infected mutant, he was only one person, and he only had a katana in his hand, what were those hounds afraid of? Wushuang carefully watched every movement of his walking, his left and right hands swayed back and forth with the movements under his feet, and the frequency was not at all smooth.

Wushuang had seen the undead corpses infected by the virus in the old golden ditch of the Dragon Cutting Ridge, and their movements were all hard and slow, but this Japanese officer did not look like he was infected.

If he wasn't infected, why did he look like he was in his forties and hadn't aged for so many years? Is there an exit here? or...... There is also a space-time vortex in the underground base of the Japanese?

The Japanese military boots approached the barracks step by step with a very rhythmic pace, and stopped. Wushuang hurriedly put his hand in front of the door and gently locked the door from the inside, he was sure that this action did not make a sound, and the guys outside would definitely not hear it.

When he looked up again at the shutter, he was suddenly stared at him by a pair of cold glasses through the bulletproof glass window. Even a bold person like him was so frightened that he quickly avoided the eyes outside the window and didn't dare to look directly.

But he wasn't sure if the other party had spotted them, so he could only make a gesture and get everyone ready to fight.

Wushuang thought that the guy would definitely hit the door or window immediately, but strangely, the silence outside the shutter was restored again, as if even the sound of hair falling to the ground could be heard.

Wushuang's hand was on the lock in the door, and if there was any change outside, he would suddenly pull the door open and give him a few bullets before the guy reacted.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no sound outside, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from Wushuang's head, maybe this enemy was unprecedentedly powerful, maybe he was not a person at all, or he was not a human force that could match. He began to regret not letting everyone evacuate from the sewers in time, so that he was now more and more passive.

Did he find them?

Wushuang had the courage to open the corner of the shutter to look at it again, but there was nothing outside the shutter, as if that guy had evaporated from the world.

Wushuang frowned and looked at Caidie, who carefully placed the 38 cover on the wall and fell from her wide cuffs to a delicate folding fan in her hand. Cold weapons are more suitable for her, and the master's move is faster, although the 38 big cover is a gun, but once a shot does not cause a fatal blow to the enemy, in the world of re-pulling the rifle, the peerless master can completely take her life. Its folding fan is nothing remarkable in the eyes of ordinary people, don't look at the beautiful butterflies embroidered on the fan, but it is not even an antique. However, among the eighteen weapons used by Caidie, this folding fan is the most suitable for her, which can make Caidie's weird red silk door exercises play to the fullest, which is dazzling.

Wushuang felt that the guy hadn't left yet, he should only be separated from them by a wall, and he was waiting, what was he waiting for? Was he hesitating to break in?

"It's not good! Brother Shuang, get out of the way!" Lan Caidie's once wandering Red Silk Gate descendant was extremely sensitive to the perception of danger, and she had already sensed the powerful aura outside the door, and the aura was full of endless killing intent.

Lan Caidie didn't care about that much, and quickly grabbed Wushuang's shoulder from behind and dragged it back, at the same time, Wushuang's hand just left the hidden lock in the door, and suddenly saw a sharp katana stabbed in from the outside, and the Japanese officer outside was fierce, and slashed down violently, and the katana actually opened a big hole in the iron door, and the hidden chain was also cut to the ground by him.

"Shoot!" Wushuang ordered.

The 38 big cover in the hands of Lu Haotian and Ma Erye had already been aimed at the iron door, and the two of them pulled the trigger together, the 38 big cover was huge, and the bullet penetrated the iron door and rushed straight over, and immediately heard the sound of two metal collisions.

Without waiting for Wushuang to react, the sharp katana slashed in from the outside again, this time, he directly cut the folding iron door directly diagonally from the outside and made a hole that coincided with the opening just now, and then kicked heavily to the center of gravity of the iron door.

Lan Caidie dragged Wushuang back a few meters, looking at the tall Japanese officer in front of him in shock, how could he not hurt him even though he had fired two shots just now?

The guy had already broken down the door, stood in front of the door and looked at the four of them, then brandished his katana and struck. The cold light of the sharp katana blade shone on Wushuang's eyes, and this guy's aura was too strong.

"Who are you?" he is a master of masters, and it is too late to withdraw, so simply have a showdown with him.

"&¥......&%......%" I didn't expect that guy to seem to understand Wushuang's words, and he muttered a string of Japanese in his mouth.

"Speak human words!" shouted Wushuang.

"The people of China, yours, all of you will die in the holy underground of the empire!"