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Chapter 122 Voodoo

The welfare factory is located southwest of Kabukicho, facing the Pharaoh area and in the direction of the previous bone and blood area.

The joint rescue team drove several large trucks like ordinary cargo transport convoys, but when they approached the factory, they launched a surprise attack. The weak factory security could not resist it at all in surprise.

But the convoy did not fight, but went straight to the target address.

They must be quick, and more Santou security guards and the Police Department riot brigade will come soon.

Not every rescue team member knew what was going on. He almost didn't see any guards along the way. The convoy drove straight in in the night rain and soon rushed outside the target warehouse.

Dozens of people ran off the vehicle, Lindsay and Vivian were among them, and they arrived in a small truck.

The iron gate of the warehouse was easily cut by the Yakuza commissioner of the team with a single molecule line. As expected, everyone saw that this was a dormitory warehouse, with rows of multi-layer iron beds inside, and countless children looked at them.

"Little devil, come with us and save you!" Naganosu, the captain of Yakuza of the rescue team, shouted. This middle-aged man with no eyebrows was from the Nagano family.

There are slogans painted everywhere on the iron wall of the warehouse: Work hard, the future is in your hands.

The children in these blue clothes and factory clothes were a little dazed, some ran out immediately, while others were still stunned and scared.

Some of the rescue team rushed into the warehouse, drove the children out, and saw if anyone missed it.

People outside the warehouse took the children out onto the truck and were also alert to the changes around them.

They have already received news that things have happened on the Talent Show stage, and the police are attracted by the streets, but they still have to leave immediately after saving people, and they may be surrounded by a little later.

Meanwhile, Lindsay and Vivian ran towards a workshop that was not very far away.

The two of them had three-legged devices that could diverge fuzzy electronic signals, and the surveillance camera only captured a fuzzy black shadow.

"Taro Botou must die." Lindsay told Vivian, "Now Sais has been involved, it's all a commercial war. He died one after another, and Santo would not make any profit for the dead, but would not have any trouble; if he didn't die, he would have all kinds of trouble."

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the front of the target workshop, the slave raising realm.

The little fox has not lie yet, and there is really no guard around him.

They stood at the edge of this slave-raising realm and felt a strange force that was about to devour everything like a beast.

Vivian smiled and used his own manipulator J-level program: Voodoo Doll.

Sophia's personality raw material has been processed and has become something called "sweet cakes" by online cowboys, and can interact with the corresponding personality cube. This sweet cake is hidden in voodoo.

As soon as the voodoo data was released, it was immediately absorbed by the slave realm, like every greedy blood-eating person.

As soon as the matter was done, the two of them immediately turned around and left and ran back to the convoy.

The children were walking up to the rescue team's truck compartment, but at this time, the factory was making loud alarms.

"Fuck." Nagano Shou cursed, the factory security's response speed was faster than they had imagined.

However, it is not just that, there are also rumbling sounds.

Everyone saw that around this area of ​​Blood Slave Field, the iron plate floor at some locations broke open, and some high-power columns quickly rose. The high-voltage line between the columns was automatically connected, and there were also various connection lines under the ground.

These high columns suddenly release electricity, forming an ultra-high voltage grid, trapping this area.

The falling rain kept electric shocking, making noises, and smoke filled the air.

"It's an ultra-high voltage grid... There is also this kind of protection here."

"You can't use single-molecule wire cutting, as it will cause an electric explosion, and we will all become roasted pigs."

"Damn, that thing is still placing garbage radio waves..."

The rescue team looked around. Unless they walked through the sky, the convoy would be unable to pass the power grid and would be exploded.

Moreover, those high power columns are also releasing garbage radio waves, and the brain nerves of extraordinary people are disturbed.

If they keep this like this for a while, they will be surrounded and no one will escape.

Miss Nagano received the information...is it actually a trap?

"Interesting, it's so much fun now." Lindsey couldn't help laughing.

"But you don't seem to be worried at all." Vivian looked at him with interest.

"We have friends with low-level students, please look at Gu He." Lindsay said to her, and then went to Captain Nagano Shou and said, "Captain, take the children into the car first. The low-level students are here."

After he reminded him, Nagano Shou also thought it through and immediately asked everyone to continue to rescue him, not caring about the power grid.

Low-level students are some strange people who can make the power system fail.

Lindsay pulled Vivian up to the back compartment of the minivan, closed the door, ignored the chaos outside, and wore a spiritual network connection helmet that she had prepared long ago.

"Let's just hunt foxes in the car. We'll almost leave when we come back."

"What if we can't come back when the power is out?" Vivian asked.

"Then we'll be a ghost of information, and it's more suitable for your temperament."

Vivian smiled and said, "Why Lindsay is not ready?" The helmet he brought is biological flesh-and-blood, and it's okay to have no electricity."

Besides, it is not that easy to be an information ghost.

If they really can't come back, they will have to collapse into a pile of floating spam.

At that moment, Vivian and Lindsay activated their helmet together and suddenly entered the spiritual network.

Their bodies became unprepared, and there was no wind man in the car, and no one outside knew that this was happening. This was actually very dangerous, but Lindsay did a lot of such things.

Taro Boto ate the sweet cake, Vivian had already obtained the other party's personality cube coordinates from the information fed back by voodoo. In the spiritual network, their two accomplices were waiting to meet.

Khufudru, an absolutely trustworthy tower builder.

And her own sister, Nimiao, is an executioner.

...

In a villa in the mountainous area of ​​Acropolis, in the meditation room, Taro Boto had just given a series of orders.

Immediately invest the highest security force in the blood slave realm and immediately pull up the ultra-high voltage power grid protective wall.

"Don't let those people escape, whether it's a street rat or a street dog, whoever wants to escape, you can do it with adults."

After giving the order, Taro Boto closed his eyes slightly and continued to meditate.

But he suddenly became confused, and some data seemed to have passed by the slave-raising realm that had begun to operate in the blank since the evening.

He felt bad suddenly, and those street dogs might dump garbage information into the boundary...

However, the program firewall is not started, and this seems to be the case.

Taro Boto did not feel invaded, but had a sense of familiarity with matching. It was difficult to tell whether this was his meditation inspiration, whether it was the data that brought him to the breakthrough...

Sometimes, breakthroughs are accomplished in such urgent situations.

Quiet, endurance, thinking.

Taro Bodo meditated and distinguished, but felt more and more complicated and weird...

He was shocked and had an idea to get through, but he opened his mouth but his muscles were uncontrollable and he couldn't even speak.

Someone invaded his personality cube on the spiritual network! His "real name" was exposed, how could it be exposed? It is impossible to touch his personality coordinates by just passing through the slave world!

He is a special blood-eating person with six-speed two-programmer, how could he be like this...

Voodoo, the voodoo manipulator.

Taro Bodo woke up in shock, but he couldn't figure out what else he could do. How could the other party hide so quickly? Unless the other party has his personality raw materials and mixed with voodoo, it is impossible...

How can a street dog have his personality raw materials, or the personality raw materials of other people who can interact with him.

Could it be that Harafuji Yosuke, that kid sent someone to assassinate me!?

Taro Boto's headache was rapidly aggravated, and his personality was disintegrating. He dragged his body hard to climb to a wooden cabinet beside the wall. There was no monitoring in the Zen room, and if he didn't make any noise, no one would know if he died.

"Ah..." He finally let out a roar, and while pressing the alarm bell on the cabinet, he said to the alarm intercom with difficulty and reluctance: "Haraki Fujiyasuke..."

The alarm sounded suddenly in the Zen room. He opened the cabinet door of the wooden cabinet, which contained conventional equipment such as a heart net helmet.

The opponent's blasting speed was extremely fast and he could not be delayed. Before the security guards came to join him to fight back, his personality was about to be destroyed by someone in the heart...

Damn, damn!
Chapter completed!
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