"Remotely." Once again, the leader gave the order.

Although they are not accustomed to fighting with technological weapons, this does not mean that they have completely abandoned such weapons. Some of the low-strength subordinates are mostly equipped with some firearms, or have a unique long-range attack method for the ninja organization, such as darts? Since it's hard to choose between moving forward and backward, let's see if the remote can eliminate the hanged man in the depths of the hallway.

Hearing the leader's order, a platoon of ninjas stepped forward.

Black quadrangular darts were caught between their fingers and flung towards the hanged man deep in the hallway.

Dozens of darts slashed through the air with a sharp whistling and shot at the upside-down hangers at speeds that were almost invisible to the naked eye. These darts are not inferior to bullets in the short and medium distances in terms of lethality, or even more threatening, than bullets through special throwing techniques and with a certain peculiar power. And enough to be evasive.

However, what greeted him was the angry roar of the upside-down hanger in front of the corridor, a stormy spiritual storm that surged towards the front with the angry roar of the upside-down hanger. The dart technique in the air was swept away by the spiritual fluctuations that were like essence the moment they came into contact with the spiritual storm.

The dozen ninjas who stood out in the front row, and nearly ten of them stood at the front, their heads immediately exploded, and they disappeared into smoke just like the accomplices who died before. The rest of them also collapsed to the ground in an instant, convulsing like epilepsy on the floor, foaming at the mouth, and their exposed eyes lost focus and agility, as if they had become idiots.

Even if the leader stood a little farther away, and was swept away by the aftermath of the spiritual storm, he felt that his eyes were dark, his brain seemed to be stirred by a red soldering iron, and his head was dizzy for a few seconds before he slowly regained a little thinking ability. After coming to his senses, even though he had felt a greater and more dangerous force, when he looked at the upside-down hanged man in the depths of the corridor, his eyes couldn't help but carry a little fear.

The other party seems to be a terrifying existence that can naturally influence and control people's emotions, as long as you have a little mental hole, the other party will take the opportunity to sneak in like a devil, and then expand it like a snowball. Eventually, you will be exposed to extreme fear or out-of-control violence and indiscriminate attacks on everyone around you. What's even more tricky is that the other party's mental storm just now is obviously like a real shock wave, which can bounce off and affect the trajectory of the entity's weapon.

"Hack into the lab's system, retake and disarm its security system." The leader stepped back some distance again, wiped the two snaked blood from under his nose, and used the communicator to contact the members of the group who were proficient in hacking techniques outside the laboratory.

There was silence in the communicator.

There was no response.

The leader's heart sank suddenly. They were able to enter here, and when they came here, it was the hacker group that quietly invaded Hyperion's intelligent system and obtained the design drawings of Hyperion's laboratory, the process did not take long, everything was very smooth, but at present, this accident obviously made the leader aware of some kind of abnormality, and a strong sense of crisis!

As the intruder retreated to the door of entry, the leader tentatively entered the password from the previous entrance, but there was no response.

Suddenly, a black liquid, like grains of sand soaked in glue, dragged the black silk threads, dripping silently from the ceiling like an assassin, directly covering a ninja who felt something was wrong and looked up at the ceiling.

Seeing this, the intruders scattered one after another, giving way to an open space with a diameter of two meters, and in the center of the circle was a ninja wrapped in black liquid. The ninja reached out in horror and pulled at the black liquid on his body, but even with all his strength, he only pulled the liquid out of a broken thread.

Snow-white sword light flew through the air, slicing the black liquid into several pieces. The leader was holding his long knife, looking at his subordinates who screamed suddenly with cold eyes, and his heart was faintly numb. It's just a lab for a tech company, how can there be such mysterious and weird things everywhere? The hanged man at the end of the corridor was already uncomfortable and frightening, and now there was a mass of unknown ingredients that looked like a living liquid.

The sword light sliced the black liquid into several parts, but in the next moment, as if it had angered the black liquid, it expanded rapidly to the point of reaction, and a layer of black substance enveloped and sealed the screaming ninja along with his body and screaming voice.

"It hurts, let me eat you." A black monster stood in the encirclement, cracked its big black mouth, and looked at the more than twenty black-clothed people around it greedily. As a symbiote, it hasn't come out for a long time. Although Hebolen's treatment is better than that of S.H.I.E.L.D., Luke has more rules and punishments.

Of course, when he first arrived, he also wanted to rebel unruly, at least to fight for some status and power, but after being educated by Quiet, Venom, and even Hab and Mister, he knew his status class very well.

Undoubtedly at the bottom.

The kind that doesn't have human rights.

This time he was allowed to come out to let off steam, of course he wanted to perform well, and by the way, vent the anger that had been squeezed in his heart for a long time. If you perform well, maybe you'll be rewarded with some soul crystallization shards? He's not a pure foodie like a quiet person, but the fact that soul crystals can increase his strength is still coveted by him. When he first came, it took a little effort for Venom to beat him, but now Venom beats him, it is like a father beating his son.

What should I do if I am quietly ridden in the face? Beat him up! What should I do if I am robbed of food by Quiet? Beat him up and rob him of his rations by the way! What should I do if I am set on fire and burned again by Hab? Beat him up! What if Luke cut off a part of the organization, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak? Or beat him up!

Eating and sleeping and beating the little brother is the daily routine of Venom in the laboratory.

He's been beaten out of his temper now.

Even in the stage of his life of being beaten, he still missed the days when he was studied by S.H.I.E.L.D. Although those days were painful, there were still a few unlucky people with him, not just him who was bearing the unbearable weight now.

"Can I gnaw off your head?" Another mass of viscous liquid dripped, milky white like milk. When it hit the ground, it pounced directly on the nearest intruder, invading the opponent's body almost instantly.

The intruder led by the intruder looked at the white monster who possessed his subordinates and looked at him with ill will, clenched the long knife in his hand hard, and summoned the power of a certain existence in his body.

(End of chapter)