Wu Heng, who was hooded and covered his face and wore a mask,

calmly walked to the door of the building.

Against the backdrop of the blood mist convergence scene, he seems to be strange in invading reality.

Yu Er was hiding in the life box at this time, and only a piece of fingernail penetrated his skin from the life box on Wu Heng's chest, connecting with reality.

On the ground outside the building, a luxurious red carpet is laid, and the carpet is painted with intricate and exquisite patterns, soft and clean.

Wu Heng's marching boots stepped on them without hesitation.

Stepped on two muddy black footprints that were enough to drive a cleanliness sufferer crazy.

On both sides of the porch of the Dark Snow Building, there are two statues of pure gold,

They are the Bull and the Wind Elephant in the Mythical Beasts of the Deep Blue Star, respectively, representing strength and self-confidence.

The facial expressions of the statues are lifelike, as if they will come to life at any moment.

After Wu Heng's eyes swept over the statue, he raised his head slightly and looked at the top of the porch.

There hangs a huge crystal chandelier, made up of hundreds of beautifully cut crystals, and the light shines through the refraction of the crystals, sprinkling a dappled light, full of dreamy beauty.

In the corners of each side of the chandelier, a black sphere-type wide-range camera is installed.

After Wu Heng glanced at it lightly,

Three sparks flashed in an instant, and the crystal lamp and the two cameras all exploded, emitting a strong unpleasant smell of burnt plastic wire.

Under the influence of the field energy of the Trick Walls, the wiring inside them has been completely burned out.

When Wu Heng eliminated the security at the door, someone in the building had already discovered the abnormality, and they had already reacted at this time.

"Stop, don't move!"

In the passages on both sides of the hall on the first floor of the building, 20 people quickly rushed out.

They were all armed with silenced rifles and wore shapewear body armor, and it was clear at a glance that these people were all strong practitioners.

This group of well-trained people stood in two rows, all of them raising their guns and pointing at Wu Heng.

In retrospect, Wu Heng's predecessor also passed by this street a few times, but he never knew that this seemingly unpopular company had such a firepower configuration, which was a deterrent that ordinary people could not imagine.

"Sir, who are you, we welcome any psykers to visit."

"However, we are not afraid of any intruder!" The voice came from behind the two rows of guards.

A middle-aged man with oily hair and a black suit walked out calmly and powerfully, and every step seemed to carry the confidence of being a member of the Dark Snow Company.

This middle-aged man is tall and tall, like a pine tree baptized by the wind, steady and determined.

There is fortitude and composure between his eyebrows, and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, giving the people around him a sense of calm.

"I'm Qin Shaotang, the head of the Ministry of Security, a second-order psionic person, if you have any needs, as long as it's not too much, we can all sit down and talk, why bother to do it, this is a society under the rule of law."

Qin Shaotang squinted his eyes slightly, and walked to the front of the team, with a tone that everything was easy to discuss, but he kept looking at Wu Heng in the depths of his eyes.

He was judging Wu Heng's identity and ability, whether he was a celibate psychic or a dispatcher of hostile forces.

deliberately mentioning the word 'rule of law' is also bombing Wu Heng.

After all, some fledgling novices, even if they already have strong strength, are still afraid of these two words, just like a strong bison will be afraid of a slender leopard, even if it has a top horn, it can make the leopard's intestines rot.

Wu Heng looked at the person in charge of the security department, and his right hand that was covered by the ridge line of his right leg pants and was ready to play the code at any time, Wu Heng smiled.

"Talk?"

"You look confident!"

"Are you relying on these warriors behind you and pointing a gun at you, or are you wearing Cangyue cloth armor in your suit?" Wu Heng's voice was low and powerful.

"What do you mean!" When Qin Shaotang heard this, the calmness on his face instantly shattered.

The moment he turned around, countless bullets had already hit his body.

Cangyue cloth armor has excellent bulletproof function, Qin Shaotang rolled on the spot, although he avoided being shot into a sieve, but the neat suit instantly became wrinkled.

He protected his head in time, but half of his ears were shattered, and blood flowed down, staining half of his face.

One of the guards at the front walked to the door with a glazed look in his eyes, took out the door card, and opened the beautifully decorated explosion-proof glass door.

Wu Heng was like an invited distinguished guest, and walked into the door elegantly.

Qin Shaotang, who was injured by his own men, waved his hand angrily, and actually summoned a fireball the size of a basketball, which burst and splashed on the bodies of the surrounding guards, burning like a white phosphorus bomb.

Another five-meter-long fiery serpent swept towards the remaining guards under its control.

The flames were like raging beasts, licking the air and making a whirring sound, and the orange-red light of the fire reflected all around.

Those burned by the flames groaned in pain, their skin charred by the licking of the flames, and their clothes were instantly set on fire and scattered into the air with ashes.

Flames danced wildly over the bodies of these guards.

But some of them, with their faces enjoying themselves, frantically pounced on Qin Shaotang, and blasted towards him with their decades of fist power.

Qin Shaotang dodged in horror and continued to wave flames.

As a result of using psionic energy, the skin of his whole body had turned red, like a volcano about to erupt, and the top of his head was steaming hot, and his lips were chapped and bloodied.

If he is given enough time and preparation, these ordinary people, if they practice for another 60 years, will not be able to compete with a flame of psionic beings.

But by this time he had already recovered his wounds, and his palms and face would have been shot wounds.

Although as long as he awakens to become a psionic person, his physique will automatically transform to the limit of the human body, but as long as he is still flesh and blood, he still can't withstand the close and desperate blows of these practitioners.

Especially since he was only a second-order psionic, there was a huge gap between him and the third-order.

The fire alarm in the hall, triggered by flames.

Thin pipes of water bubbled up, spraying liquid incessantly, but it didn't help anything with this kind of heat, which was far beyond ordinary flames.

A large amount of hot mist rises, blending with the smell of burnt meat, making the air stuffy and disgusting.

now

The whole scene seems to be a picture of hell.

Fire, pain, enjoyment, screams, and fear are intertwined to create a haunting and terrifying picture.

"Your self-confidence is so fragile!"

"It's your fear, and I'll give it back to you now."

Wu Heng manipulated Qin Shaotang's own fearful emotions and surged into Qin Shaotang's brain.

"Hahaha, I'm about to be promoted, and I'm about to become a third-order psionic." Qin Shaotang was entangled in fear, his eyes were lost, but he suddenly laughed wildly, and the steadiness of the initial disguise completely disappeared.

Streams of material energy surged through his body.

Then came the screams of terror:

"No, save me, how can this be, I will be able to take over the company soon, I can't die!"

Qin Shaotang looked at himself in horror, and cracks gradually appeared on his skin, which was already as red as a red-hot soldering iron.

Immediately after, a mass of liquid resembling tomato juice and magma squeezed out of the skin on the back of his hand with a pop.

It's like a pimple that has been punctured.

Qin Shaotang hurriedly pressed the broken back of his hand with his hand, wanting to let it heal.

In his opinion, Wu Zhan, the general manager of the company, was called to the 'node', and whether he could come back safely after that was two words, as long as he could be promoted to the third order, he would not only be temporarily exempted from the call, but also be able to ascend to the position.

I just can't understand why it suddenly became out of control of spiritual energy, even though it was an upgrade.

Although he pressed the holes in the back of his hand, it was like a leaky bag, and the holes were getting bigger and bigger, more and more, and orange-red liquid kept popping up all over his body like mushrooms after a rain.

The whole person was like a melted ice cream, dripping on the ground, and in less than twenty seconds it turned into a puddle of hot liquid similar to lava.

Even the glass-like floor has been completely burned through.

When Wu Heng shouted for help in Qin Shaotang, he had already taken steps and walked to the elevator on the second floor, and the extravagant decoration of the hall along the way made him feel unreal.

These people, who are so weak and unable to create value, can occupy such magnificence.

What a strange thing.

Behind Wu Heng, there was a terrible scream.

It was the man who had been burned and still breathed, and after he had lifted the wall of the treacherous beating of the Er, these people let out the last cry of their lives.

Accompanied by a wave of fear that flocked to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng felt a bit like he was doing business, or investing in the stock market.

Each time, he threw out the power of fear, and then reaped more fear, and if he met someone who was strong-willed, he might even lose money.

With a ding dong, Wu Heng entered the office area on the second floor.

Unlike a layer of 24-hour standby guards,

The people on this floor work during the day, and since it will be the middle of the night, there are no employees.

Only at the front desk was a yawning woman.

In this kind of building, the position of the front desk will naturally choose women who match their appearance.

The dress and makeup of the woman in front of her have obviously been carefully matched and cared for, and the overall look is fresh and natural, bright and moving.

"Brother Tan, why do you have time to come to the second floor, are you here to chat with me, hehe!"

The woman saw Wu Heng get out of the elevator and asked in a crisp and slightly whining voice, as if there was a sense of weakness in her voice.

"How is this building distributed?" Wu Heng didn't talk nonsense and asked directly.

The woman's eyes completely lost their brilliance.

It seems that the Wu Heng in front of him is the Minister of Security Qin Shaotang, and he didn't even feel anything wrong with why Qin Shaotang asked such a strange question.

A tired vase woman can mix in this kind of half-black and half-white company, her emotional intelligence may be very high, but in terms of mental resistance, she is very weak.

This woman has been completely controlled by Wu Heng at this moment, and has fallen into a dream-like and illogical hypnotic state.

Now no matter what she is asked to do, even if she is asked to die, there will be no hesitation.

"The second floor is the daily office floor, the third floor is the trap, the fourth floor is the entertainment area, and the fifth floor is the rest area."

"The sixth and seventh floors are vacant, and the sixth-and-a-half-floors are the prison cells."

"The eighth floor is the data room, and the ninth floor is where only you and the general manager can go up, and it is said that the precious items are all there!" The woman replied as if in a dream.

Wu Heng didn't expect that this woman, just a front desk, would know so many things, even such a thing as a mezzanine prison room.

"How many people are still in the company, and how many psionics are there?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

"At present, ordinary people are me and two information security engineers on the 8th floor, as well as the guards on the first floor."

"Psyker adults, because of the general manager's request when he went out, they all stayed in the building during this time, in addition to you, there are 5 first-order psionics, they should all be in the lounge on the fifth floor."

When Wu Heng heard this, he already had a basic understanding of the situation in the building.

He nodded and said:

"Okay, I know, let's go to the third floor, I'll look for you later."

The woman walked into the elevator in a daze and pressed the button on the third floor.

After Wu Heng took a turn in the second floor, he put the register of visitor records into the life box, took the elevator back to the second floor, and pressed the fifth floor.

This is what the woman said, the rest room of those first-order psionics.

The other party arranged it on the fifth floor, apparently to monitor the sixth-and-a-half-mezzanine prison cell by the way.

Wu Heng stood in the small, closed elevator, he suddenly listened attentively, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked at the position diagonally above.

"Ding Dong!"

The moment the elevator door opened, one after another frozen, current, and concussive explosions, and crystallized blades shot towards the elevator.

But as the elevator door opened, there was a thick steel plate like an isolation door, blocking the elevator exit.

Blocked all attacks.

The cold froze the steel, and the crystalline blade pierced through the two-inch-thick steel plate, concussion blasting it through cracks like ice cubes.

Boom!

The shattered steel was pushed away and exploded towards the four first-order psionics at the doorway of the fifth floor.

"Are you rebelling?" An angry shout came, making the four of them completely stunned.

"Ministry. Minister! ”

"It's Jiang Xing, his spiritual energy has heard the movement on the first floor, saying that you have been killed."

The four of them stammered, and a young man in casual clothes also walked out from behind the partition wall in a panic.

But they were greeted by a flame.

The orange-red flames burst open, burning the five people and wailing, and their skin shrunk and turned black like a scalded plastic bag.

After a strange fluctuation disappeared, the five dying people saw the true identity of the person in front of them, a man in black wearing a hood and a mask.

Where are the ministers!

The scorching pain came, and they looked down, but they saw their own burned, charred bodies, and the flames of the minister were obviously fake.

"How is that possible!"

These five people, known as psionics, have died.

From beginning to end, there were no steel plates, no flames, and no Minister of Security, Qin Shaotang.

"Psykers of hearing? I'm sorry, but my hearing is also more sensitive! Wu Heng said lightly.

He just took advantage of the five people's fear of Qin Shaotang to counter him.

However, because of fear, these five people had burning injuries on their bodies for no reason, and their bodies were burned alive in the cool temperature at midnight.

Wu Heng stepped forward and used the ability to absorb.

(End of chapter)