Following the leader, Xu Zhi walked through the gap between the tents and the soldiers coming and going, and walked to the tent in the center of the station.

This tent should be the largest one, Xu Zhi doesn't know how to set it up, it doesn't look like a tent, but like a relatively simple house, the weather on the ground floor is cloudy, and the light in the room is quite sufficient after opening the door and walking in.

When the door was opened, the people in the room looked sideways at the door, and when they saw that it was a completely naïve girl who came in, and even sat in a wheelchair, many people showed puzzled expressions on their faces, but no one asked anything, these people in uniform sat around a round table, and a certain picture was playing in the center of the round table, which looked like a live broadcast.

The content of the picture is a group of soldiers with loaded guns attacking a certain place, and occasionally flashes the figures of some soldiers with slightly different uniforms, but they are not holding guns in their hands, Xu Zhi guesses that these uniforms are different may be transcendental.

It is prudent to deal with a serial murderer and dispatch so many troops.

The female officer who had first come into contact with Xu Zhi pointed to a position, which was behind the round table, where there were also quite a few people sitting, looking lower than those sitting at the round table, and Xu Zhi was pushed next to them and occupied an inconspicuous position.

The room is mostly quiet, except for the occasional discussion at the round table as the picture progresses.

Xu Zhi could perceive that even though everyone's attention seemed to be on the surprise live broadcast of the picture, there was still a scrutinizing gaze that fell on her vaguely.

Do you want to see if she reacts to the images in the live broadcast?

Xu Zhi didn't care, she only watched the picture in the live broadcast, she was also curious about the true face of the "murderer", and she didn't hide this curiosity at all.

Looking at the picture, it seems that this is not far from the slum where they live, it should be between the nearest factory and the slum, where there are some sheds built on the roadside, or live in the huge pipes piled up by the factory on the roadside, and it is basically inhabited by some low-level people who are unwilling to work and work hard to scavenge waste.

This is the dirtiest and most depraved area at the bottom, and compared to here, the slums where Qi Yanxin lives are all in order.

People often refer to it as the "rat hole".

As the soldiers in the live broadcast screen advanced step by step, Xu Zhi saw many scrawny scavengers lying on the side of the road at will, most of their expressions were with a kind of absurd calm, coldly watching these soldiers who had almost never appeared here pass by him, and he would not be curious about this, as if no matter what happened, it would no longer arouse their desires.

Xu Zhi was thinking, what is the difference between these people alive and dead?

Soon, the soldier in the picture locked on a house, surrounded it all around, and then kicked the door and burst in without any hesitation.

The weather on the ground floor has been bad, the streets are already dark, and it is even more like night in this kind of windowless room, and the tactical flashlight on the helmet can bring some light to the dark room, but there are still some dark corners that are not illuminated.

It was also at the moment when the advance personnel entered the room one after another, between the lightning and flint, a black and red blade stretched out from the darkness, piercing the combat uniform with excellent defense, and at the moment of contact with the flesh, the red lines of the blade flickered slightly, and the blood in the combat personnel's body flowed rapidly, and the next moment, when countless bullets were fired in this direction, the knife had been quietly withdrawn.

The people who were monitoring the assault were silent, and even Xu Zhi showed a surprised expression.

Of course, the others were surprised that the knife suddenly stretched out of the darkness and seemed to be light but directly pierced the commando's body, while Xu Zhi was surprised that the knife looked so familiar.

Isn't this her knife?!

"Is there anyone at the bottom who is so skilled?"

At the round table, someone asked this question.

"There's something wrong with that knife, as for people, if they are really that good, how can they keep living in this kind of place and waiting to die?"

The female officer's voice sounded: "I'm afraid he had some adventure during this time." ”

Xu Zhi thought of the factory absenteeism incident that Qi Yanxin told her, and others did not know, but Xu Zhi knew that this knife was "growing", not only the knife itself, but also the person holding the knife would also be affected by the knife.

According to the geographical location where this person lives, I am afraid that those who are absent from work were also intercepted and killed by him on the way to and from work.

As more and more people were killed, the influence of the knife on him became deeper and deeper, and finally he completely degenerated into a captive of the knife, and now it should be the knife using the person, not the person using the knife.

Xu Zhi didn't believe that a person who lived in such a place could have strong enough willpower to suppress the evil nature of this knife.

Now, he shouldn't be an ordinary person, and those who are polluted by knives are estimated to have degenerated into believers in the [Cup].

And it should be the lowest kind, after all, it can be seen from his style of doing things that his IQ is not high.

Now that there is such a big commotion, I don't know how to run, and I am still thinking about killing people when I am rounded up, how to say it, so that Xu Zhi has a feeling of seeing "acquaintances", this familiar feeling, I haven't seen it for a long time.

Since coming to this world, Xu Zhi has not heard any news of [Cup], thinking of the information currently known, the Federation is a prison created by the supreme being used to hold [Cup], but it is closed wrong, the outside world may not know this news?

Then in their eyes, there should be no [cup] attribute transcendents in this world now.

I don't know where the real supreme being is hiding now, but today it is obvious that this murderer wants to shock the people of the real world with a little [cup] attribute.

A flare was thrown into the dark house, and the assault officers were wearing goggles, but it had no effect, except for the murderer who had been hiding in the darkness and watching.

The moment stabbed by the bright light of the flare, a hoarse and unpleasant scream emanated from the mouth of the person in the corner.

At the moment when he saw his "true face", the commandos present and the people who were monitoring the assault all showed surprised looks, can this still be regarded as a "person"?

He had no hair, it seemed to be all gone, and he looked quite tall, but he couldn't see his specific height when he was leaning over his body, and the bones at each joint were clearly visible, and his body seemed to be full of old dirt and dry blood, making his body turn into a dirty black.

Strangely, even his eyes were black, and the only difference in color was probably the red blood vessels that seemed to burst from his large abnormal head.

And what he held in his hand was the black and red horizontal knife.

I went back to the country, I got home late, and I was working hard to write the next chapter early. My full attendance!! I don't want to use up the leave slip at the beginning of the month to make up for the full attendance!!

(End of chapter)