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  Mary and her group were not the only ones left behind, with more than 20 people remaining. However, most of them were Japanese police officers who had been dispatched from their hometowns. Before long, red dots began to appear in the car, clearly a sign that they were smoking to refresh themselves. The sound of chatting and laughter soon followed. This was not surprising given the lax discipline of the Japanese, but Mary's group had made it clear that they were treating them as drivers, so their sense of responsibility was relaxed, and they didn't feel tense at all.

  In such a situation, Fang Lin's success was quite easy. He just pretended to be a passerby and easily approached the car, directly controlling the spirit of the weakest commander on the scene, a Japanese police deputy chief named Nakamura Noki. Fang Lin controlled him, ordering all police officers to stand by, then led two police officers in to "support".

  Because Nakamura's physical condition was too poor and the distance to Fang Lin was too far, his memory transmission always had to be delayed for dozens of seconds before it could reach Fang Lin's mind, so he couldn't respond in time to sudden situations. The three police officers went all the way until they entered the building without any problems. Fang Lin deliberately controlled this person to walk to the place where Dong Zhang broke through the electric net and stayed for a while, carefully observing the broken point. Old Hu deduced from the description that the power value of Dong Zhang, who was known for his agility, should be above 100!

  "Is this really all there is between us and the characters in the story?" Fang Lin said with a smile.

  At this time, three police officers had already entered the building, but the elevator had stopped intentionally, indicating that they were meant to take the stairs. Following Terry's footsteps up, it was clear that the resistance encountered in the first twenty floors was symbolic, but when they reached the 21st floor, corpses and bloodstains suddenly appeared. These guards found by Gis were ruthless, but when faced with the likes of the Wolf Pack, they were no match, and the scene was also one of carnage, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, a truly horrific sight!

  Around the 25th floor, the bodies of special police officers who broke in with Terry and others began to appear, indicating that they were under increasing pressure. The three powerful members of the Hungry Wolf Team were unable to protect their ordinary human companions around them.

  At this time, Fang Lin suddenly frowned, and he found that in the ear of Nakamura Koji, who was under his control, many strange and dense urgent voices were suddenly transmitted. At first, the sound was just a bit noisy, but later it gradually became neat, like a mysterious drumbeat ravaging people's heartbeats!

  Fang Lin listened for another few seconds before losing his voice and saying:

  "No! That's footsteps!"

  He finished speaking and pressed his palm on Huahao's back, simulating his own feeling with spiritual power. Old Hu heard this and frowned, scolding:

  "It's a ghost! This sounds like the sound of synchronized running in the army! But the footsteps are extremely heavy, as if carrying several heavy objects on their backs, and yet they run so neatly, it's really strange."

  But at this moment Fang Lin's body shook, and he slowly stretched out his hand to wipe the tip of his nose, leaving a trail of fresh blood on the back of his hand. Fang Lin said slowly:

  "The guy I was controlling got taken out in an instant."

  Old Hu said solemnly:

  "Who killed him?"

  Fang Lin furrowed his brow and shook his head, saying:

  "I don't know, I peeled off his last memory fragments, it's the scene this guy saw when his severed head was rolling and flying in the air. Are we going in?"

  As soon as the question was asked, the air immediately became more awkward with a sense of oppressive silence. If only they knew what was coming from behind, it would be better, but in this state of bewilderment and fear, the unknown is the most terrifying thing, and knowing nothing is equivalent to being helpless.

  "Wait a minute..." Fang Lin said suddenly, his eyes seeming to gleam with excitement. "We seem to have overlooked something very important!"

  "What?" Old Hu asked involuntarily.

  "Our purpose is actually inconsistent with Mary's five people." Fang Lin grasped this key point, and his thinking immediately jumped up: "Mary and her party are here to catch the culprit, aiming at Gis' three-person group, while our purpose is to find the A-level throwing skill secret and search for the blood of the Crazy Eight Gods along the way."

  "It can be said that our goal is not the same as Mary's and others! Currently facing five powerful plot character fighters, no matter how strong Gisu is, there are only two people by his side, Billy and Yamazaki Ryuji. With five against three, it should be time to show all the trump cards. Gisu is on the top floor, we can go to the bottom of this building to see if there's any gain."

  The two of them were quite decisive and immediately took action, following the original route of Terry and others, rushing in with big strides. The few Japanese police officers who stayed outside to block their way were punched by Old Hu, one by one, sending these poor guys flying far away like golf balls. The rest immediately shut up and obediently pretended to be dead in the car.

  It was probably due to the intense thrust that had just taken place, a faint smell of blood lingered in the air. The surroundings were very quiet, not even the slightest sound of insects or mice could be heard, only the slow seepage of blood into the soil. Fang Lin and Hu Hua walked very steadily and lightly, with all their nerves and muscles adjusted to their optimal state.

  The tattered power grid was still operating silently, occasionally splashing out pale blue sparks and a hissing sound. Although they had seen it once before, at this moment, witnessing the mighty kick of Dong Zang with their own eyes, both of their hearts would only be even more shocked!

  The interior of the building seemed to have an unstable power supply, with only emergency lights flickering on and off. Fang Lin closed his eyes slightly, a pale blue spiritual energy shield opening up, beginning to detect the area within a 50 square meter radius around him. He led Old Hu to the emergency staircase leading upstairs, but as soon as he approached, he felt that the floor was extremely slippery, as if he had stepped on something very sticky and thick, and even when he lifted his foot, it felt like it was stuck.

  Hu Hua raised his foot and saw that the sole of his shoe was covered with a large amount of green, sticky substance, like silk, dragging on for a long time. He frowned and said:

  "What is this disgusting thing?" Fang Lin said solemnly:

  "This is probably the ambush set up by Giles as a last resort."

  He pulled out a penlight from his pocket and shone it downwards, the bright light flashing by, revealing that the entire floor of the staircase was covered in this greenish-blue slime, all the way up to the upper floors, as if a thick, solid carpet had appeared out of thin air. The air was filled with a pungent stench, reeking of eerie terror.

  "They're going up, so let's head down." Fang Lin said calmly. "Let's go take a look at the source of where these guys are running from."

  That eerie greenish trail of mucus continued intermittently for about thirty meters before abruptly stopping at a magnificent wall in the building, where several SWAT team members' bodies were scattered haphazardly, their heads cracked open and intestines spilled out, all with extremely tragic deaths. Apparently, Mary's people had explored to this point when they suddenly suffered a fierce attack.

  Next to the corner, seven or eight employees wearing white protective suits were standing, some of whom were using high-pressure water guns to wash away the nauseating green stains on the ground, while others were moving the bodies on the ground in pairs. Fang Lin was the first to jump up and draw his gun, and with a loud "whoosh" he fired into the air, the silver muzzle spewing out long flames, countless silver bullets shooting out, not aiming at anyone, but using this intense firepower to cover the entire battlefield, covering Hu Hua's rapid advance!

  Lao Hu activated the active skill of his Dark Gold Shoes: Residual Shadow, suddenly accelerating by 15%, and dragged out several long residual shadows to rush past. Those few Geis claws in white protective suits were busy dodging the bullets shot by Fang Lin, naturally having no time to pay attention to this burly man who had already rushed to their front.

  It turned out that these people made a rather wrong choice. Being hit by Fang Lin's bullets may not necessarily die, but being shot by the old Hu is definitely going to die!

  Lao Hu rushed to the front of the crowd, five meters away, and with both hands raised to the sky, he slammed his palms onto the ground! A circular aura spread out evenly, causing Gis's seven or eight minions to lose their balance and fall to the ground as if they were in a storm. Fang Lin had only killed three people when he discovered that there were only two of them left standing on the scene.

  However... At this time, the ground trembled slightly, and the magnificent wall that was originally closed to block the way slowly slid open to both sides. Then, in the darkness behind, two deep red fires suddenly appeared, moving slowly towards them.

  He was a tall and robust man.

  Red fire is in his eyes.

  In the dim light, his skin had a dead white and greenish hue, with an indescribable mucus on its surface. He wore a tight-fitting red and white striped outer garment, with extremely clear muscle contours, a flat head, and white hair! His height was at least over 190cm, his head slightly lowered, but his eyes had a kind of bewildered persistence.

  The man said in a hoarse voice:

  "Who is it that begins by borrowing the power of the earth?"

  His voice was low and faint, yet in this dead silence, it rippled out layer upon layer of cold, cruel fear!

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