Bizarre Detainment Facility: You're Containing a Human Like Me?

The scene changes.

Magic City Central District.

A victim walks through a dark alley.

He limped and walked heavily.

His clothes were a little messy, with some blood stains on them.

It looked like he had some injuries.

He was walking in the darkness, his lips moving constantly, as if he was communicating with someone.

The target was injured and ran away. I can't catch up.

Yes, preliminary judgment is that the target has no valuable abilities.

The battle did not cause any damage, and there is no need for cleaners to enter.

Okay, I know.

After saying that, he cut off the communication and then took a deep breath.

Then, he looked around.

Outside the alley is the street.

The time at this time was around 7:30 pm.

There were only a few pedestrians on the streets.

No one noticed here.

Due to the bizarre incident, it was completely exposed.

The streets that used to be crowded with people now seemed extremely lonely.

Even though there were still a few pedestrians walking on the street, they all kept their heads down and kept going.

The victim breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he found a wall and leaned against it.

Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and was about to light it.

A red light appeared in his sight.

Looking along the red light, his pupils shrank instantly and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

[Mr. Yi Hao, you have an email from hell! 】

[Mr. Yi Hao, you have an email from hell! 】

The rapid voice announcement was like a ghost demanding life.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Yi Hao's eyes.

He bent down with difficulty to pick up the cigarette that fell on the ground, then took out a lighter and lit it.

He didn't think about why the green mailbox with serial number 124 appeared here.

Relevant data flashed through his mind.

After taking a long puff of cigarette, his eyes became determined.

It seemed that nicotine had numbed the fear in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he pulled out a pistol from his waist.

Looking at the pistol in his hand, he smiled helplessly and said:

I would have applied for a rocket launcher if I had known I was going to go on a mission.

The pistol is filled with divine blood bullets.

Yi Hao checked the remaining magazines.

After the consumption of the previous mission, there were still three bullets left in the magazine.

Also on his person was a fully loaded magazine containing nine bullets.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his wrist to look at the time.

In three minutes at most, there will be hell creatures coming out.

Well, there's still enough time.

He lit a cigarette again and held it in his mouth.

Then he took out a bullet from the removed magazine.

He first loaded the bullet into the gun's chamber.

After loading, he inserted the fully loaded magazine into the pistol.

This operation changed the pistol that originally had only nine rounds of ammunition into ten rounds.

Because he wasn't sure if he would have time to change the magazine soon.

After turning off the safety of the pistol, he slowly stood up and walked to the green mailbox.

Looking at the red light bulb flashing above, he didn't rush to get the letter from the mailbox.

Because regardless of whether he takes out the letter on his own initiative or not, the creatures from hell will come on time.

According to the data collected in the system.

The hell creatures that appear are of different levels, some are powerful and some are weak.

But most of the time it's the relatively powerful hell creatures.

They can easily tear a human into pieces.

This naturally includes the victim.

He smoked cigarettes one after another while talking on the phone with the person in charge of field contact at the shelter.

After informing him of the situation here, he looked at the time again.

At this time, there is less than one minute left before the five-minute hell creatures arrive.

In the last minute of his life, he did not talk to his relatives and friends on the phone.

He glanced back at the street outside the alley again.

The streets were deserted at this time.

Well, it's good that we're all gone.

In this case, if I fail to solve this thing, he will not be able to cause any damage in the remaining time.

When he said this, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

At this time, he even felt that the passage of time became slower.

This minute seemed to take an extremely long time.

It was so long that he recalled his entire life over and over again.

Finally, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, sneered, and said to himself:

Haha, my life seems to be quite exciting!

It's worth it!

As his voice fell, the surrounding light turned into a line-like visualization.

A gate to hell slowly condensed.

Yi Hao looked at the Hell Gate that was constantly taking shape, and he suddenly started to look forward to it.

I saw him sticking out his tongue and licking his lips and said:

I don't know if I am lucky or not. If I am just the lowest hell life, then I will definitely buy a lottery ticket after this.

The pistol he held in his hand was already aimed at the door.

The index finger rested steadily on the trigger.

There was a squirming chaos in the middle of the door.

Yi Hao frowned and looked at the squirming chaos.

Just waiting for the thing inside to reveal itself.

However, the sudden pressure around him made him feel terrified.

Am I lucky or lucky?

Yi Hao felt a little crazy.

The next moment, a huge dark red figure appeared in the chaos.

The pressure spread through the door before anyone arrived.

Yi Hao felt like he was about to be out of breath.

The fingers that were originally steady now started to tremble unconsciously.

King level?

No! The king level shouldn't feel so oppressive!

Yi Hao murmured to himself.

The warden's classification of strange creatures has already been updated.

Above the king are gods, and below the king are supernatural beings.

There is no detailed division under Supernatural.

Because there is no need.

Yi Hao held his breath and stared at the chaos.

The surrounding light began to distort.

The chaos began to squirm crazily.

Yi Hao understood that this was the life from hell that was about to come.

The next second, a dark red arm appeared outside the door.

This hand is also holding a white envelope.

Next comes the body and legs.

The moment the creature exposed its chest, Yi Hao pulled the trigger.

Ten shots in a row, each one hitting the chest accurately.

The bullet scratched out faint sparks on the dark red skin.

The hell creature's other arm was raised at this moment, and he scratched his chest.

A smiling voice sounded.

Mr. Yi Hao, you have an email from hell, please accept it.