War in Heaven

The lion helper who stayed outside the parking lot and waited for the men to send a good report quickly discovered that things didn't seem to develop as he expected:

"what!"

"Uh……"

"Oh……"

The screams and mourning continued to reverberate in the underground parking lot, but the voices did not sound like the two businessmen just sent out. Several of them, the black man used to be in the middle of his bedroom at midnight. I heard it when I was.

"Is it..."

The black man who was still very confident was already panicked. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the "supervisor". He said in a trembling voice: "Head, it is not good..."

"Nothing to bother me, Masok." There was a hoarse voice on the phone: "You are busy with me."

"Our people have suffered heavy casualties!" The little leader, known as Masok, said quickly: "It is possible to die dozens of people!"

"How do you do this, is this group of hybrids going to attack the military base?" The lions in the middle of the phone are also as rude as the gang members of the subordinates: "To fight, you must guarantee to win! You have forgotten my words." Still what?"

"Head, sorry, we just caught the businessman in peacetime. I didn't expect it to become like this..." Masok's body began to tremble slightly, and he obviously knew that once he angered his boss, what happened next? What will happen.

"Do you mean that dozens of people have been killed by businessmen? Are the lions helping you to make people go out and shame?" The man on the other side of the phone screamed and shook Marsok to start tinnitus: "Go and catch those businessmen." Come, otherwise just wait to be sunk into the sea, waste!"

What Masok still wants to say, the other party has already hung up the phone. Realizing that the above people were very angry, the lion helped the small heads to clench their fists and cast their fearful eyes on the entrance to the underground parking lot.

The screams below are still going on, as well as the sound of flesh and blood tears and the horrible laughter. If the sun in the sky is still shining, Masok even wonders if he broke into **** ahead of time. It is.

"Damn... damn..."

He slammed the slashing submachine gun in his hand, and the viscera hanging from his head trembled with his head. The fear of rising in the depths of his heart almost made his body unable to move.

However, he is also very clear that if he can not complete the tasks arranged above, it is also a dead end. There have been many incompetent generations who failed to complete the task and completely "evaporated" from the world. In fact, Masok himself had performed the task of cleaning up the portal, the miserable mourning of the poor worm that he had killed himself, and still occasionally appeared in the nightmare of Masok.

"No way, go to hell, idiot..."

Marsock muttered ambiguous swear words, took a step forward with his teeth, and walked slowly to the entrance to the underground parking lot, but his legs were still trembled.

Whether it is advancing or retreating, waiting for oneself seems to be a dead end, but it is not as painful as it is tormented by the "sentence person" of the Lions.

"Ah!"

As if he was encouraging himself, Masok shouted loudly and rushed into the underground parking lot. He just stepped into the dignified darkness, and the sticky touch under his feet made him stop immediately.

His own sneakers seem to have stepped on something slimy. Masok took out the tactical flashlight he bought from the "Rainbow Six Weapons Store" and pointed the light column to his feet. He immediately saw the dark red plasma and his feet. The far... the head.

The face on the skull facing Masok is a good friend of his family. Masok remembers that he had been with the man last week, but now, the handsome face has changed. It became the blood of the seven scorpions, the appearance of the eyes, and I did not know what cruel torture suffered before he died.

"Ah... curse you..."

In the mouth of Masok, he groaned with unclear swear words, and he took a few steps back and wanted to escape from this ghost place. But he still couldn't get back to the entrance, and suddenly there was a strange force behind him, slamming his body into the parking lot and falling into a dark parking lot.

"do not do that……"

Masok whispered and slammed back and looked behind him. The sunlight cast from above the parking lot entrance illuminated a small open space.

- Since there is nothing behind me, who pushed me?

The hairs of Masok's whole body were all erected, and it felt like they were about to collapse. In the breathless **** atmosphere, they stood up slowly.

The rich **** smell irritated his nose, and the strange snoring made his scalp numb. Perhaps he did not guess wrong. This parking lot really became the entrance to hell. In this way, the two strange "businessmen" just now may be the demons that climbed from hell.

"Don't be like this, let me go..."

Masok said twitchingly, trying to stand up and try to escape from the place again, but his legs could not use his strength because of fear. He took a lot of effort and finally stood up slowly and turned to the entrance. Take one step -

When he saw the "person" in front of himself, Masok's eyes were round like a pinball:

Wearing a rusted pointed metal helmet, a tall humanoid creature wearing a human coat, appeared in front of Masok, a **** monster dragging a two-meter-long butcher knife to the left, and carrying it on the left. It is the head of several Lions members.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

Masok yelled and lifted the submachine gun, fired at the monster's body, and a few bullets banged on the monster's body. It did indeed bleed, but the bullet seemed to be swallowed up by the other's body, failing to cause other The damage can't even make a slight pause in the action of the monster.

Snapped!

The monster threw a few heads in the left hand and strode up. The blade of the butcher knife crossed the ground in the parking lot, leaving a long scratch.

Masok, who was almost mad, shot back and shot, and did not notice a figure behind him. He hadn’t been able to run a few steps, he was kicked to the ground with a kick, and he turned back in horror, and a black leather mask was in sight:

Originally a basic Marsok, almost immediately recognized the mask, the strong fear turned into a more intense horror, he pointed at the other's mask and said loudly: "You, yes..."

Snapped!

Lin Chi, a hand knife, hit the back neck of Masok, and stunned the other side.

Looking at the butcher who came forward, Lin Chi sighed with helplessness: "Isn't you leaving a few mouthfuls? How can you kill it?"

"I have been squatting for too long, I want to be comfortable." The butcher lowered his head and looked at the black man who lost consciousness: "How is this person handled? Let me come?"

Lin was a step forward and reached out and pressed the knife on the back of the knife: "Don't think about moving this person, I need to take prison now."

"Okay..." The butcher shook his head. "It's really boring."