"Have you not been contacted yet?" Angelo, who was leading the team, asked about the situation for the third time and received a negative answer.

In the telescope, more than one team had already aimed at the villa, but Stephen's silent disappearance prevented them from acting rashly.

Most of the high-tech methods prepared were ineffective. They could not detect any reaction from living creatures inside the villa, which gave Angelo a bad feeling.

"Before arranging a team of people to go in and carry out fixed-point blasting, we have to let Shen Lin come out of this turtle shell first."

To solve the target person, you must at least find the target task.

There are only two possibilities for infrared scanners not being able to find people.

The other party is a monster without body temperature, like a corpse.

Or the other party has a very deep basement, and the distance from the ground and the isolation of the land are beyond the scope of the infrared scanner.

Angelo prefers to believe that it is the latter. If it is the former, they will be in much greater trouble this time.

About a month ago, they took over a mission. That time, their team experienced something unprecedented. The target person was like a monster and couldn't be killed. They spent a lot of energy to solve it. This also allowed them to accidentally learn that the world had begun to A handful of monsters appeared, monsters they couldn't afford to offend.

The Cheetah team moved very quickly, and the Falcon and Vulture teams also understood the situation and each sent out their candidates.

At present, they are considered a large group with the same goal, and this is not the time for internal fighting.

Four teams, each with three people, totaling twelve people, entered the villa.

"Captain, something's not right." The investigator on the side handed over the infrared instrument in his hand, his face full of disbelief.

This is indeed unbelievable. According to the records of the infrared instrument, Joey and the others who entered the villa were still there a second ago, but they all disappeared the moment they entered the villa. This is simply impossible.

Even people who have just died still have some body temperature, enough for the scanner to detect.

They just seemed to disappear, disappear into thin air.

"Fuck! Explode directly from the outside, be smarter." Angolo roared quickly.

"Report, but Joey and the others have just entered." There was some hesitation on the other side of the intercom.

"I said! Immediately! Explode!" Angelo roared again.

These idiots have no idea what they are going through.

Angelo was praying that everything would go smoothly. The people inside should have noticed the commotion at this stage. They were now in a difficult situation.

There was a chaotic sound coming from the other side of the intercom, which was obviously setting up a blasting point.

"Report, the blasting point has been arranged and can be blasted at any time."

Un'Goro's face darkened, and he took a deep look at the strange villa. Their original purpose was to assassinate, but now they have become part-time terrorists.

"blasting!"

Un'Goro gave the order, and the demolition crew detonated the bomb instantly.

What happened next was something Angelo would never forget.

As the demolition hand pressed the button, the dazzling detonation fire flashed for a moment, and was swallowed up by a dark red light, as if a black hole swallowed up the light.

There were no explosions, sounds, etc., at all.

The strange and empty villa still stood there, unscathed.

Angelo looked at the villa in front of him in disbelief, as if he were looking at a devil's mansion.

He was about to pick up the walkie-talkie and shout to retreat, but he saw a figure at the window through the telescope.

"Bang~"

Just as planned, the sniper started shooting, and the highly penetrating special bullets roared towards the target.

This is a specially-made bullet that far exceeds ordinary sniper rifles in terms of penetration and lethality. According to their usual battlefield experience, this specially-made bullet is enough to make a bowl-sized hole in the target's chest.

If you are hit by such a bullet, you will never survive.

Peeping through several telescopes, the bullets penetrated the target without exception, and a bowl-sized wound appeared on the target's chest as expected.

Angelo breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second made him feel his heart in his throat again.

"Something's not right. The impact was enough to knock a cow away, but the guy stood still."

The sniper's feedback made Angelo's pupils shrink sharply, and he panicked and took another look through the binoculars.

The stinging pain woke up Shen Lin from his daze. His brain had just woken up from a shutdown and he mechanically looked around at the corpses with different signs of death, showing appropriate doubts.

The continuous resolution of incidents brought fatigue to Shen Lin. This fatigue did not act on the body, but spread from the inside out.

The ghost's imminent resurgence brought him tremendous pressure, which also caused him to fall into a semi-sleep while taking a short rest on the sofa, and was controlled by the ghost.

Shaking his head, the severe pain in his chest made Shen Lin regain a lot of consciousness.

When he lowered his head to check, he found a big hole in his chest and blood splattered all over the floor.

At the wound, the granulations squirmed like insects, trying to recover. Shen Lin knew that this was the ability from the ghost phase helping him recover.

Shen Lin has seen this kind of recovery ability in Zhang Ming before, and has benefited a lot from several incidents. Fortunately, Gui Xiang's current recovery level is not the same, otherwise he may have been killed by this kind of wound. .

Ghost controllers are ghost controllers after all. Ghost controllers before they become aliens are very fragile. Aim a golden pistol at their heads. As long as you can hit them, you can kill most ghost controllers.

The corpse in front of him finally caught Shen Lin's attention again. He had no memory of all this, and it was obviously the work of a ghost.

These people were dressed in different styles and carried sophisticated weapons. They did not look like ordinary people. Under such circumstances, the purpose of these people secretly sneaking into his house was somewhat intriguing.

It was obvious that these people seemed to have some purpose, but due to bad luck, Shen Lin was controlled by the ghost at that time, and they were all killed by the ghost without exception.

Who? Some local organizations? Moments?

Nowadays, there are only two organizations that can be so bold and bold.

He had no grudges with Ye Zhen on the supernatural forum, and there was no social interaction at all. It was impossible for the other party to kill someone so secretly.

Local organizations are highly likely. There are a lot of scum among the ghost masters. They don't like to be restrained, and they also sell evil ghosts. The Xiaoqiang Club, which was relatively famous in the early stage of recovery, is this kind of non-governmental organization.

Have you learned that there are evil spirits imprisoned in his hands who are here to stir up trouble?

Shen Lin's eyes were filled with coldness.

The house leaked and it rained all night, and the recovery of the ghosts was too high, so the risk of taking action rashly was too great. However, it was obvious that the current situation could not be solved with kindness.

The other party seemed to have picked the right time and knew that his situation was not quite right. This was a carefully designed action against him.

"boom!"

While I was thinking, there was another violent gunshot, and everything around me seemed to be stretched.

The sniper saw something he had never imagined in his life.

The bullet spun rapidly and flashed a strange red light the moment it reached the target's chest.

Then, the bullet that was supposed to pierce the target person again reversed its direction and returned straight back to the original path.

boom!

It was like the sound of a watermelon exploding. The sound was so clear and crisp that the observers on the side were stunned. After reacting, they ran away in a hurry, only to find that there was a young man covered in blood standing in front of him.

His professional quality of facing danger all year round allowed him to awaken his body memory in desperate situations.

Lie down, roll, and draw your gun.

Something went wrong in the last step. His gun didn't fire. The pistol that had been maintained countless times rotted, rusted, and was completely scrapped under his eyes.

The next second, he felt something was wrong with his body, like coke in a boiler turning into fly ash, and he slowly disappeared again.

There is no sting, no wound, just horror.

This was his last emotion when he left this world.

"James! Please answer! Please answer if you hear me!" After several calls and no reply, Angelo cursed "Damn it", put away his gun and was about to leave, but the moment he stood up, he felt a force on his back.

Overwhelming with overwhelming force.

That force was so strong that he didn't even have a chance to struggle.

"I ask, you answer. I will give you a decent way to die. Don't try to rescue me. I guarantee that none of you will survive."

The icy voice was as cold as the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and Angolo felt the anger of the other party.

"Who ordered you to come?"

"Your Excellency, even if you are not from our group, you should have heard of something. Customer information cannot be leaked. This is a rule." Angolo responded, his hands deftly exploring something.

Mercenaries like them always find a way to escape.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, and Angelo's arm was directly pierced by a bullet, causing him to scream in agony.

"I don't want to hear nonsense, again, who ordered you to come."

Shen Lin's voice was very cold, as cold as hell. He didn't mind letting these people experience real hell. If they dared to take action at this time, they must have some information channels. Shen Lin needed to know this. He wanted to let these people

Idiots know the cost of angering a dying madman.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency, we have gone through strict training. Customer information is an absolute confidentiality agreement with us. You can let us go. I promise not to cause you any trouble. I can even give you 30 million US dollars as a reward."

Reward, please~"

After all, he stopped talking.

"boom!"

Another gunshot, this time to the right leg.

"You provoked me first, and now you want to let it go. Do you think you are too smart, or am I too stupid?" Shen Lin sneered. He raised the gun in his hand. This time, he pointed it at Angolo.

head, asking questions fiercely.
Chapter completed!