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Chapter 101 Foreign Enemy Invasion (Two in One, please subscribe)

On the outskirts of Dajing City.

At this time, the sky was unobstructed, and the dots of starlight that had just appeared and the nearby raised mountain ridges were lingering and set off each other.

It is more than ten kilometers away from Wang Xiaoming's original laboratory. It is a silver-white building that was temporarily rebuilt according to the needs after the exclusive laboratory was destroyed.

Now this building has become the place with the strictest security work in the entire Dajing City.

Several kilometers around this building are completely blocked, and anyone who has not been registered will be noticed immediately when entering.

On the asphalt road built along the way, military vehicles roared past from time to time.

Dots of street lights are dotted on both sides of the road, like shining pearls scattered in the dark.

At the end of the road is the laboratory.

It stands under the night sky, as if at the center of all the desolation and mystery in the world.

An old figure stood at the door of the laboratory.

He was leaning on crutches, outlined in the dim light, like a black silhouette, silent, with a majesty as quiet as a mountain.

——Old Qin.

This man, who was also so old that his whole body exuded a rotten smell, made no secret of his decay.

Under the scouring of time, like other strong men in the Republic of China, his days are numbered.

But in the human body that is about to die, there is still a terrifying supernatural power that can turn the world around.

Time will move as long as he wants to.

Standing here, this old man gave everyone a pinnacle of tranquility.

God, it won't fall down.

Even if it collapses, the old man can restart it.

The reason why the headquarters can be called the headquarters is due to this old man.

"Recently, it's not peaceful. There are more and more overseas ghost hunters in Dajing City. I heard that Cao Yanhua yelled at the phone and slapped the table twice in three days, but it didn't help at all. Those who should come still have to come."

Under the dim light not far from the laboratory, Zhong Shan, the ghost slayer, was wrapped in a long windbreaker and said in a low voice.

"It's normal. This time, Wang Xiaoming's experiment is too tempting. It has attracted too many people's attention. It has been spread all over the website of the supernatural circle. I took a look not long ago, and all the posts are discussing this experiment. All the ghost slayer forces are paying attention."

"And ghost slayers happen to be a group of precarious desperadoes. In order to survive, many people are willing to take risks. Moreover, if they succeed, becoming a 'perfect ghost stalker' will not only live forever, but also possess the power of ghosts , who can't be tempted."

The young man beside Zhong Shan replied lightly, the hot air he exhaled while speaking, transpired into a dense white mist in the cold wind.

Even though it was such a cold moment, he still held a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water in one hand and a dozen skewers of barbecue in the other, eating deliciously.

Under the light, the young man's pale complexion became even paler, giving off a dead luster.

"Yang Jian, aren't you worried?" Zhong Shan couldn't help but turned around and glanced at the high school student ghost slayer.

The young man's facial features were delicate and his expression was indifferent. Between his falcon-like eyes, there was a different kind of expression.

But the most eye-catching thing is the scarlet and pupilless [Ghost Eye] on his forehead, rolling restlessly like a glass ball, looking at everything around him strangely.

"worry about what?"

"The group of troublemakers..."

Zhong Shan's face was hidden in the shadows, and he whispered:
"I shouldn't have said such a thing, but this time the headquarters forced us, along with those captain candidates, to gather here. Although the conditions are favorable, it is too dangerous. As far as I know, there will be many people coming this time, except In addition to foreign organizations, there must be many people in China who will take advantage of the fire..."

"Even Mr. Qin... well, he is alone after all. I think it is necessary for us to unite. After all, in this kind of chaos, one person can easily become cannon fodder..."

It's a good choice to form a team at a critical moment...Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly when he heard the words: "It sounds good, how many people have you united?"

"Not many, but they are all survivors from the Ping An Hotel last time. Everyone has a foundation of trust..."

Zhong Shan said in a low voice: "Zhang Lei is also among them, but you are the last person I come in contact with and the person I value the most. I hope you can stand with us in this matter."

"I'm a high school student, what should I pay attention to?"

"Wu Nai is also a high school student, but the unpredictable supernatural power in him is enough for everyone to look up to."

Zhong Shan smiled slightly and said, "Although I don't deny that the longer you live, the more powerful you are. But in our industry, age is never a decisive factor, and... I can see that Wu Nai values ​​you, and Wang Xiaoming also thinks You have great potential, so why should I not come to you?"

"You speak so nicely, don't you want me to be cannon fodder..."

Yang Jian took a sip of the happy water in the fat house, stopped talking suddenly, and then looked in a certain direction with a solemn expression.

A familiar feeling of oppression is coming over.

This feeling of depression comes from a kind of terrifying supernatural power that is very specific to [Ghost Eyes].

Obviously... a certain ghost is approaching!
"It can't really be that ghost..."

Yang Jian frowned silently, the scarlet ghost eyes on his forehead had quietly closed, and all the ghost eyes in his body were immersed in it.

This feeling is exactly the same as when Wu Nai took him to see [Ghost Painting] on the balcony!
Ding Lingling!
Zhong Shan's cell phone rang suddenly at this time, and after he connected, the operator's anxious voice came from the phone: "Zhong Shan, urgent mission, guard the laboratory within 24 hours from now, and kill any outsiders with malicious intentions." .”

Later, Yang Jian's satellite phone rang, and his operator, Liu Xiaoyu, conveyed the same order on the other end of the phone.

But he didn't take it to heart.

It's okay to do something, but it's impossible to stick to it. After all, no matter how important the headquarters' orders are, they are not as important as your own life.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jian looked around and saw many familiar figures gathered.

Wang Jiang, Tong Qian, Guo Fan, Jiang Shangbai, Li Jun...they stood by the laboratory one by one, forming a defensive circle.

At the same time, the surrounding environment in the outskirts gradually became gray, and there were faint gray and white substances falling on the sky, as if it was snowing.

Such a deathly gloomy snowflake should have drifted in the kingdom of the dead, but now it appeared in the world.

In just the blink of an eye, these off-white ashes soaked everything around.

Whether it's the sky above everyone's heads, or the nearby iron-black ridges, as well as the nearby roads and street lights, they all faded from their original colors and turned gray at this moment.

Someone reached out and took a ball of gray matter that fell in front of his eyes, and rubbed it lightly in his hand, leaving a gray mark on his palm.

"Is this... paper ashes?"

The man let out a sigh, feeling a little weird, "Liu San, it seems that it has something in common with your paper figurine."

"This is the ghost domain of [Ghost Painting]!"

Liu San frowned deeply and said, "It was probably done by that group of foreign forces, this group of sons of bitches, who brought that unexplainable S-level supernatural event here! It happened so fast, it took the entire laboratory Pull them all in, and I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight next!"

"It was unexpected, but they will pay for it. This is already a declaration of war!"

Looking at the falling ashes all around, Li Jun said in a deep voice, "Man-made supernatural events have reached the bottom line!"

While speaking, the world around everyone changed completely. Under the shadow of ghost painting, a breath of doomsday despair pervaded, lingering in the hearts of many ghost hunters in the headquarters.

……

Dark clouds are low over Dajing City, the roof of the Ping An Building seems to be poking into the clouds, the streets below are still bright, and the elevated road is full of traffic, which looks a bit magical.

And in the conference room on the roof of the Ping An Building.

Mr. Fei in suit and leather shoes immediately summoned everyone after receiving the information, except for Jiang Shangbai who was outside the laboratory, all the ghost slayers came.

"Mr. Fang, I think this is a good opportunity!"

Mr. Fei looked at the lazy figure at the end of the long table with burning eyes and said, "It is confirmed that the ghost painting has arrived, and ghost hunters from all over Dajing City are trying their best to solve this matter. With the support that the laboratory may have, we can follow behind the group of foreigners."

"What's the rush? It's not advisable to rashly participate in a supernatural event, let alone such a terrifying supernatural event."

Fang Shiming got up lazily and said, "Boss Fei, I guess the person who sent you this information didn't reveal the rules and taboos of ghost painting. Hehe, this group of people are very ghostly. We use them as pioneers. Why don't they Not using us."

"If you really want to bump into it like this, you will definitely suffer a big loss. Let's observe the [Ghost Painting] for a while before acting. It is best to feel some patterns. To be a oriole, we must have enough patience."

"Listen to Mr. Fang's arrangement. In addition, I have already sent someone to arrange the observation of [Ghost Painting]."

Mr. Fei casually clicked on an electronic screen with a laser pointer and said, "Everyone, please take a look."

In front of the electronic screen are images transmitted by several drones.

Although at night, you can still see the huge gray-white world hidden in the darkness.

That is the haunted domain of ghost paintings.

It was this thing that Zeng Tuan wiped out a top foreign team of ghost slayers, and none of the people in that team survived until the end.

And the experience of confronting him has also become top secret information, which is not recorded in the shared files.

At the long table of the meeting, He Tianxiong suddenly said: "Everyone, I have a plan. In fact, we don't need to bother to enter [Ghost Painting] at all. Dajing City is in such a mess right now. We can take this opportunity to kidnap Wu Nai's parents and family members. This person was the first to come into contact with the ghost coffin, and he was also the one who imprisoned the ghost coffin, so it must be..."

"No need. Although Wu Nai was the first to come into contact with the ghost coffin, there is no evidence that he got anything from the ghost coffin. There are also some aliens in the same state as him in the Ghost Warrior. The most important thing is that since we have Decide to attack the laboratory, and you can no longer create a terrible enemy at will."

Mr. Fei shook his head and said in denial.

……

In the old house wrapped by the ghost forest.

Wu Nai's thoughts quickly fell on [shadow] [skin] [five internal organs] [right hand].

Click hard on the "+" sign of these four options.

Because he already had the alienation experience of [Eyeball] entering the fifth stage, so he doesn't care about becoming stronger immediately in the old house.

The words "Ability Point: 4000000.0" blurred for a moment, then quickly returned to zero.

The next moment, an unspeakably huge heat surged in Wu Nai's body.

Strength increases geometrically.

A feeling that everything in the world is in the palm of your hand arises spontaneously.

The black shadow under him squirmed first, like a dancing mad dragon, expanding wildly under the blessing of the fifth stage of alienation, and the shadow tentacles that were thick and purely better than death scattered around.

This is no longer a shadow that people can cast, this is simply the dark side of the world!
Spreading among the thick green bricks here, I instinctively want to pull all the ghosts here into my jurisdiction.Each of these tentacles can directly invade the ghost, turning the terrifying ghost into its own puzzle.

They touched the old house, touched the ghosts in this old house, brought the collision of rules and rules, and immediately set off a second wave of supernatural power frenzy!
Huh... Wu Nai took a deep breath, a huge amount of abilities came together, and the value of the ability points that had just been cleared in his sight skyrocketed again.

"not bad."

Zhang Dong nodded in surprise, and then took a step forward, stepping on the thick shadows, pinning all the shadows to prevent a certain balance of this old house from being broken.

But that's just the beginning.

[Five internal organs] After entering the fifth stage of alienation, Wu Nai's transformation efficiency has been greatly improved, and the five internal organs in the body are working together, like a melting pot of heaven and earth is starting.

The transformation progress of the ghost coffin suppressed in his body skyrocketed to 20% in an instant.

As the transformation progress deepened, a large number of supernatural powers sprang out again. Cooperating with the supernatural power points that popped up in every corner of the old house before, the fusion of the two skills was launched.

These two skills are carefully prepared by Wu Nai for his right hand who has been alienated to the fifth stage.

After the huge shadow was pinned, white and slender right hands came out from the black shadow. They were intertwined, one hand on top of the other, like hundreds of white fish jumping out of the water.

These densely packed hands rushed towards Luo Qianyong!

Like a wave of waves, every hand in the wave smashed down with fists, and each fist contained the skill [hit].

This comes from the ability of [Bus] superimposed in [Thousand Hands], smashing them down together, as if hundreds of miniature [Buses] were driving from the opposite side in an instant.

Enough to knock a real ghost to death!

Facing such a scene, Luo Qian smiled slightly, his dark and pupilless eyes fell on Wu Nai, and said lightly: "Do you want to show me the results of this trip to the old house... I have to say, it’s really gratifying.”

As the voice fell, piles of rotten and smelly graves rose up from the ground, turning into dirt bags, and buried all hands in the graves on the spot.

　Thanks for the starry 588 book coin reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)