A Weird Theater That Started In London Chapter 45

　　The more you go up, the fewer office workers are on duty.

　　 After reaching the 30th floor, I can't even see the person's shadow, and the environment is extremely quiet.

　　 Suddenly, Duke raised the barrel of the gun and said to Abraham in a low voice: "Master, be careful, there are footsteps ahead."

　　 And Lu Li didn't need to remind him, so he rushed forward, far beyond the perception and speed of ordinary people, so that he was not afraid of anyone, especially in office areas with complex terrain, he could use blind spots to complete instant kills.

　　 Soon, a figure appeared in the line of sight. This guy catted his waist. Although he had deliberately suppressed the sound of his footsteps to the limit, he still couldn't escape Lu Li's perception.

kill?

　　 Forget it, just faint.

　　 Thinking of this, Lu Li walked slowly out of the darkness, came behind the security team, raised his hand knife, and slashed with control force.

　　 Immediately afterwards, a muffled sound came out, and the level was quiet again.

　　 Seeing this, the old man who followed shook his head. He felt that he was a little superfluous and was of no use at all, and he was even suspected of dragging his feet.

　　, on the contrary, it is Duke, who is not strange. After all, there are a lot of real-life CS games in the firearms class. It is a routine operation like unarmed opponents.

　　 And the people who antagonize them are all members of the elite class, and they can crush the so-called kings of soldiers in modern society.

　　 "Ivo, is there anything on your side?"

"Please reply."

　　 The team commander's voice came from the headset.

　　 Unfortunately, the answer to him was a murmur.

　　 Lu Li looked at the headset that was smashed by himself, and said to Abraham: "Time is running out. Duke and I need to take a step first. Please pay attention to safety."

　　Since I choose to follow along, it means that I am ready to die, not to mention the limited manpower now, it is better to put aside those who respect the old and love the young.

　　 "You go." The old man waved his hand indifferently, "I'm a demon hunter."

　　 Abraham swears in his heart that no matter what he encounters on the road, he will not fall until he kills Ehorst himself.

　　 In that case, Lu Li and Duke stopped talking and looked at each other.

　　 "Look who will reach the top floor first?"

　　 "Gamble five hundred to learn points."

　　The words fell, and the two of them moved forward in a tactical position, turning into afterimages and rushing towards the top floor.

　　Cut vegetables and melons.

　　 It's not an exaggeration to describe this. The security team that Palmer spent a lot of money on couldn't even survive a single move, and was brought down by two shadows.

In the elevator, Duncan, who used his laptop to monitor the interior of the building, was full of disbelief. You must know that those security personnel were veterans hired by Shixin Group through private channels, either from the Green Beret Special Forces or from Rangers special forces.

　　 It is hard to imagine that these elites will one day be brought down like a three-year-old child.

　　 But, are those two guys really human?

　　 I set the screen speed to the slowest, and I can barely see two groups of distorted black shadows. The next moment, they will appear in another area.

　　 At this moment, Palmer was lying on the wheelchair, looking at the computer screen, and murmured: "Compared to the Returning Soul Corpse, the two of them are more mysterious and more worthy of being attracted."

　　The words are over, this short-lived careerist turned his head and looked at his most trusted bodyguard: "Duncan, have you checked the origin of Mr. Zhou?"

　　 "The Internet in New York was completely paralyzed, and time was tight. It was only found that he grew up in an orphanage and was walking on the streets at the age of sixteen..."

　　Speaking, Duncan shook his head.

　　 The information was fake at first glance, and he didn't even believe it, let alone Mr. Palmer.

　　 "Only when the human order is about to collapse, I know that I have been living in a false world all my life, and the money and power I am proud of is nothing but a bubble."

　　 Unknowingly, Palmer has arrived at the safe refuge on the negative sixth floor.

　　 is on top of his head.

　　 Lu Li and Duke finally stopped moving forward.

　　 "This is a spiderman?"

　　 "It should be a returning corpse with a special shape."

　　 Looking at the detective boy lying on the ceiling, Duke concentrated slightly and raised his short-barreled shotgun.

　　 It is too ugly.

　　 The few remaining hairs shrugged off from the top, his face was thin and long, his teeth were sharp, his expression was hideous and disgusting, and it was as disgusting as a mouse.

　　 Therefore, Duke had no mercy in his heart, and shot him in the head.

　　 The deer popped out of the chamber, and dozens of lead pellets formed a fan, covering the area.

　　 However, Tantong had a ghostly figure, and after a few rounds of ejection, he escaped a fatal blow and landed at the entrance of the corridor, blocking the way for the two to leave.

　　 "It's interesting."

　　 Lu Li didn't rush to kill it, after all, the cooked duck couldn't fly.

　　 Judging from the situation along the way, the target Palmer should be hiding in this building, otherwise, the security level would not be so high.

　　 In addition, this soul-returning corpse was a bit wrong, its pale eyes suddenly became blood-red, and then, it even started to speak——

　　 "Frankly speaking, even the warriors who have been fighting in the Colosseum all the year round are not as good as you. Follow me and join the imminent undead dynasty, and I will grant you eternal life."

　　 After finishing speaking, hiding in a secret place, the blood ancestor who manipulated everything thought of his son, Quinlan.

　　 This rebellious son also fought in the Colosseum of the Ancient Roman Empire and set an undefeated record. The reason why he would do this was to hone his skills and kill his father himself.

at the same time.

　　Looking at the blood ancestor waiting for the answer, Lu Li thought for dozens of seconds before speaking, and gave the answer:

　　 "It seems that you did not see the situation clearly."

From the perspective of the detective boy, Duke didn't know what the blood ancestor's expression was ~www.mtlnovel.com~ but this did not prevent him from mocking the other party: "Big bug, just make a few bad checks, just want to solicit us? If you grab it and study it, we will get more."

　　 "Stupid, arrogant, arrogant, no matter what your strength, the root of your inferiority as a human being has not changed, waiting to be swallowed by the army of returning souls."

After a ruthless word, the red light in Tantong's eyes disappeared, and the bloodthirsty nature returned. The seemingly weak child exploded with amazing strength, jumping back and forth between the ceiling, the ground and the wall, leaving behind a trail of shadows. .

　　 However, Lu Li ignored it, and pulled out the silver-plated dagger from his waist, carefully guarding the surroundings.

　　Returning soul corpses have no breathing or heartbeat, but the movement that comes from their movement can be captured.

　　 Just now, he heard two intermittent running sounds above his head.

　　 feint?

As soon as the thought of 　　 fell, two detective boys appeared in front of Lu Li, spitting out slender, ugly piercing tongues, and the stench came over his face.

　　Duke is using beanbags filled with silver dust to deal with the first probation boy. He has no time to be distracted, but this guy is not too worried.

　　 It's just a small scene, why are you panicking?

　　 I saw Lu Li step back a little bit, avoiding the two piercing tongues, and then, with both hands, he grabbed it tightly and squeezed it hard.

　　 Two arcs appeared in the air, slammed straight against the chandelier, and then landed on the metal escalator again with two loud noises.

　　 However, Lu Li didn't give them a chance to struggle. The throat tube stuck in the Detective Boy was torn out, and the tongue was pulled out. The smell of ammonia instantly diffused, and it also heralded the death of the Returning Soul Corpse.

　　 Almost at the same time, Duke carried the short-barreled shotgun on his shoulder, and under his feet was a female detective with a broken head.

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