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"BAM Bang Bang..."

"Ah Ah... "

The sound of gunfire and the flash of fire seem to complement each other. The only difference is that the former shooters are not the Screamers. This time, it turned out that the shooter turned into a screamer.

Although these Fengshen guards haven't practiced Tenglong for a long time now, they are not as fast as they used to be. They may not be able to escape the bullet speed, but even if they are shot, it is only skin trauma. Besides, the Kunwu association can't keep up with their speed. It's not so easy to get shot.

"Ah..." A scream sounded in Langge's ear. He turned his head and looked at it. He felt his face was wet with hot things, with a strong smell of blood.

"Ah ah..." There were two more screams, both of them were close to him, and the blood was sprinkled on his body. Lang Ge, who was the most powerful and powerful man in his predecessors, was scared to death. His pistol pulled the trigger unconsciously and didn't even know that the bullet was gone. The shadows that flashed in front of him became a nightmare that he couldn't erase.

Finally, the scream was over, and everything was calm again. Comparatively speaking, Longo preferred to hear the sound of guns and screams, so that at least he knew he was still alive. Such calm made him feel like his soul was out of body, and fear occupied all of his body.

He raised his eyes and swept towards the front, looking at those who fell in the pool of blood. The dead were miserable, the better were the whole bodies, and the bad ones were the different heads. He was so scared that he sat on the ground, unable to feel the temperature of the blood on the ground. He leaned back against the wall next to the elevator, as if he wanted to get into the wall and escape from the Shura hell. He especially looked at the black robed man standing in front of himself, covered by the black robe, holding a long knife stained with blood.

If Langge had been asked to describe what the God of death looked like in his heart, he would not have thought that it was the skeleton carrying the sickle, but the black robed people with blood stained knives in front of him.

"Ha ha Do you know why you're still alive? " At this time, a voice leaped into Lang GE's ears. Among the black robed people, a man came out. He was also covered under the black robe. His face was wearing a white and frightening mask. He could not see the specific features.

Langge leaned against the wall, trembling and afraid to say a word.

"Everyone has his own value, and valuable people can live without value Just like lying on the ground, I want to know how many people there are in Kunwu society and where they are. I don't know if you have such value to me? "

On hearing this, brother Lang, as if he was dying, grabbed a straw to save his life. He quickly climbed on his knees and said incoherently, "there is I have, I have value. "

"There's also value in making use of it, and you should be happy. So Take a way The black robed man stood up, waved to the people behind him, and immediately two people went up to the elevator with Lang Ge in front of him.

In Seoul, after receiving the call from the police, they quickly came to Tianjing hotel. However, seeing the scene of the killing on the corridor on the 11th floor, many police officers with lower psychological quality turned their heads and vomited directly. None of the bodies of 70 or 80 people were alive. Such a horrible scene can be regarded as an old police officer for decades, and may not have seen it.

However, tonight's Seoul bureau is doomed to be unable to be peaceful. This is just the beginning of Sikong Banyu's creation of the blood moon in Seoul. Hundreds of people were killed in Tianjing hotel. The Seoul Bureau has just reported this vicious incident to the police. Before the authorities give specific instructions, another police call appears.

This time, more people died. In the nightclub on the street corner of Seoul, it was a hell of Shura. Hundreds of corpses were displayed here, which was appalling.

This night, the sound of police cars hovered over Seoul. Even at dawn, it still did not disperse. Teams of police officers appeared everywhere in Seoul, as if there had been a war. They strictly checked the personnel at all intersections, and even the army sent personnel to stay here. Because in a short night, the Kunwu Association and the gang of thousands of people in Seoul, except a few small ones, were stationed here Fish and shrimp were lucky to escape, and all the others died.

The only witness that the Seoul bureau can get is a madman. His name is Li Changlang, the gold medallist of Kunwu Association. He is called Lang Ge. He has a good position in Kunwu society. Now he is a madman who shrinks in the corner, trembles and cries out about demons, ghosts and death. He is also the only one who can survive in Kunwu society People with status.

The whole Parliament of state h was boiling. Overnight, thousands of people were killed in succession. Even those terrorist attacks, there was a sound, but all this was silent. Like the God of death in Li Changlang's mouth, thousands of people's lives were taken away without a sound. However, the government of state h could not even grasp a single hair of each other, and the mystery disappeared Lost.

Naturally, the state of H does not dare to disclose such a serious case. In order to create peace and exercise war, they have explored every corner of Seoul and every traffic artery. Finally, the useful clue is that death - a group of people in black robes like the God of death came mysteriously and killed thousands of people, and then disappeared mysteriously again, with no trace.The leader of the Government Council of state h signed the secret decree overnight. Suddenly, there were many strange people in Seoul, all of whom were secret agents of state H. Even the high-level officials of state h were appalled by the silent killing. What are the aims of these people and who are their targets? I don't know at all. If we can't find out these people as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the officials of the whole state of h will not be able to sleep for a night.

And Sikong Banyu, the initiator, is standing in front of the window stretching. Looking at the police cars coming and going below, I already know that the killing of fengshenwei last night made the whole country of H unable to sit still.

"State h can't sit still. Li's group must have begun to change. After all, Kunwu association is their power. In this case, it's better to be more violent."

Sikong murmured, took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone: "can move, but the action is not too big, let them grasp the target on the line, put the fish line longer, so that there is a big fish."

"Yes..."

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