The chill surged from everyone's heart in the conference room.

Xiang Jiantian looked at the surveillance camera in the corner of the conference room. The camera was on, but it was not recording. Ji Chengtao's hand was exploring to one of the desktop to press the alarm bell to notify the guards outside to come in.

The crow on the window ridge has not moved yet.

But it definitely has exceptions.

Zhuo Hua, Zhao Yichen and others all changed their faces. They used eye contact and prepared to act at any time, guns, spells, and old seals.

But they found that they were as if they were stuck in the air, and their hands and feet became slower...

The mental consciousness also vaguely felt a sharp coldness, which came from all around.

At this time, Ji Chengtao pressed the alarm bell, but what he got was silence.

They seemed to be able to see that the conference room was isolated.

Heart is doubtful, heart tight, heart hurts, heart is hidden fear... That abnormal force has never invaded here at any time...

"Action..." Ji Chengtao shouted immediately, trying to shout, but his voice was difficult and hoarse, as if he was dragging a heavy object and staggering forward.

Xiang Jiantian wanted to pull out the gun from his waist, Zhuo Hua wanted to recite the spell, Zhao Yichen wanted to make an old seal... But everyone was as if they were trapped in a quagmire.

There was a sudden change on the window ridge. The dark crow spread its wings, and the bird's eyes, like abyss, rushed out.

Everyone saw the dark night outside the window rushing in, twisting into a ball, and the crow then turned into a huge wing-shaped shadow. A tall human figure appeared on the shadow, as if cast out of the crow's shadow, or as if born from darkness.

The human figure was wearing a black leather robe and a weird mask with a pointed mouth. It was a bird beak doctor...

The eyes that were not covered by the mask were broken, and the right eye socket was deep.

When they saw it, their mood suddenly became even more turbulent, as if another familiar figure appeared and faintly appeared...

But what is that? What power, what creation, what origin...

Is it a phantom or substance?

As the shock and shock were all kinds of shock, everyone saw the tall bird-beaked doctor, stretched out his right hand from his robe, holding a black pistol in his hand, raised it, and pointed the muzzle at the conference table. There was only coldness in his strange and inexplicable eyes.

"You..." Ji Chengtao spoke, his graceful face still wrinkled when he was young.

Others don’t know what he saw, nor do they know what he wants to say, who are you? What are you?

Bang!

A gunshot broke the silence of the conference room.

Blood splattered on the conference table, dyeing the desktop red, as well as laptops and files on the table.

Ji Chengtao's face was only half left, and his other half was broken by a gun. The power of the pistol should not be so great, but it happened.

The face was bloody and flesh, and the body leaned back. At first, it was a muscle reflex that had not been interrupted when he died. But in less than ten seconds, he was still motionless. Ji Chengtao leaned on the office chair, and blood and plasma were still flowing down.

The first minister of this special operations department died suddenly.

The complex expressions of surprise, anger, and horror spread rapidly on the faces of Xiang Jiantian, Tan Qinmin and others, but they still couldn't break free from the mud...

They wanted to do something, but they could only watch the "Bird Beak Doctor" move his right hand and also move the muzzle... Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by a string of gunfire, a hole was punched in Tan Qinmin's forehead, and blood was flowing; Zhao Yichen was hit in the left eye, and the eye socket and the small half of the skull were smashed and flew away; Li Xingli was penetrated through the bridge of his nose, and his entire head exploded...

In just one breath, the long conference table was painted blood.

Some people fell on the table, and some people leaned against the back of the chair like Ji Chengtao, but did not fall to the ground because of their desperate efforts.

The incomplete and vague faces of these important officials still felt the shock, confusion, and unwillingness of death...

There were only one eleven people at the conference table, and there was only one left who had not been shot yet. Zhuo Hua, an old member of the Spell Department.

Xiang Jiantian fell to the floor, and he was shot in the mouth. His face was gone with his chin, but his brain was not extinguished, and his hands were still crawling instinctively...

Zhuo Hua looked at the "Bird Beak Doctor". For some reason, he remembered a person who had come, a dead person. Maybe because his figure was too similar, maybe it was his own...mental sensing... Zhuo Hua said sadly: "Doctor Gu, is it you? I didn't think about it..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his plea, blood spurted out from Zhuo Hua's head like rain. Bang bang, Zhuo Hua fell forward on the conference table, and another pool of blood was pouring.

Dr. Gu?

Xiang Jiantian, who still had some consciousness, seemed to hear this name... he seemed to be crawling on the floor...

Gradually dissipated, he saw the black shadow in the shape of a crow spreading wings on the ground ahead, and took a step forward.

[I have no mercy. The more the insects twist, the more I want to squeeze out their internal organs.]

Bang!

Another gunshot.

Xiang Jiantian's head was cut off by a bullet, and his whole body twitched slightly, and he returned to death and fell into a pool of blood.

The conference room also returned to silence, with only the cold wind swaying the curtains and squeaking.

The figure of the bird-beaked doctor turned around and took back his pistol in his right hand into his robe, not caring about the surveillance cameras in the corner of the wall.

On the window ridge, the human figure and the crow's black shadow gradually blurred, regaining into the black crow, which spread its wings to the dark night outside and went away.

In the conference room behind it, blood flowed from eleven corpses to the ground more and more, as if it was about to soak it into a river of blood.

Dead silence, dead silence. After a while, the silence was broken by a bang. The door of the conference room was broken from outside. Then, guards broke through with the tactics of rushing into the room. The automatic rifle in their hands aimed at the surroundings, but they were immediately shocked by blood...

There was no abnormal force in the conference room, and there was only a vast and hazy night outside the window.

The guards looked around in a daze, creepy, and dizzy...

There is no need to go up for any vital signs, and we also know that these bloody and bloody senior officials of the department have already...

"Request support, request support..." The guard captain called weakly, reported in confusion, and glanced at the dead gaze, "Minister Ji, to Captain and others, they... were all dead... all, as if they were shot dead..."

The silent guards didn't know what this huge change in front of them meant to the Special Operations Department and the Tianji Bureau.

On the eve of the eve of the mobile task force sent by multiple departments of the headquarters setting out for Qing'an City,

Eleven core senior executives of the Special Operations Department were destroyed by unknown forces...
Chapter completed!