"Mr. Qing, do you really want to go in alone?" The assistant asked uneasily
"Well, you’ll be in the way if you come."
The three people in the office were in a mess and burst into tears.
How much does this man dislike them?
Qing Moyan walked alone to Zhongxi Scenic Area and leaned slightly in front of the peripheral iron fence.
Three people blink of an eye kung fu see green ink yan easily leaping one hand on the top of the iron fence natural and unrestrained turn jumped in.
"Good skill!" Someone praised it.
"No wonder you don’t like us."
Blue ink Yan figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Three people nai first back to the car.
Someone takes notes, and the brain screen lights up, which is a blue-ink-face perspective picture.
They installed monitoring equipment in Qingmo Yanyi.
"Can Mr. Qing hear me?" The assistant asked into the microphone
There was a noise in the mobile phone and then the blue ink sounded "audible"
"Master Jose, they disappeared after entering the underground garage …"
Don’t wait for the assistant to finish the sentence. Draw a picture on the screen, and the blue ink face has bypassed the fork in the road ahead and passed through a gravel path to the entrance of the underground garage.
Three people in the car a silence.
It turns out that Mr. Qing really kept the map in his mind.
How strong this man’s memory is!
Blue ink yan staring at the face in the garage mouth.
It’s dark and I can’t see anything.
Outside the community, three people in the car stared nervously at the screen, and the pressure hung over their heads
Qing Mo Yan didn’t bring the photo equipment in. He shouldn’t back down, should he?
At this moment, they saw and heard the blue ink Yan singing a mantra sound.
Blue ink Yan took out a piece of paper to cover his eyes.
When he put the symbol paper, his eyes had become cat-like pupils.
"Is it a beast?" The assistant exclaimed in a low voice
The other two are also a face of horror.
This ancient mantra is now almost unknown to anyone. It is an alternative mantra derived from the era when the photographic equipment was not up to standard, which can make you have a cat-like visual effect when your sight is short.
"It seems that there is no need for us to worry." The three hearts are messy in the wind again
Green ink yan into the garage.
The road was very dark, but when he entered it, there was actually a camera on the floor.
He stopped suddenly when he came to the garage on the second floor.
There was a walkie-talkie on the ground, and the indicator light of the walkie-talkie flashed.
"This is Lorraine’s stuff," said the assistant in the earphone. "When they went in, everyone took a walkie-talkie to consider that there would be a circle of shielding …"
Blue ink yan bent down to pick up the walkie-talkie.
Press the call button, and there are rumblings and sandstorms in the intercom, but no one can be heard.
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Blue ink Yan footsteps echoed in the spacious stairs 1
Not far from the end of the stairs, there is a faint light. Discarded debris can be seen everywhere. The faint light of suspicious bones reflects their outline.
Qing Moyan takes every step forward just like walking in his own yard.
"Method of the king" he called in a low voice "go to the front to check the situation. There is something unusual here."
Method of the king emerged from the darkness and then turned into a black gas disappeared at the end of the channel.
After a short silence, a loud noise suddenly sounded in the front passage, like something exploding, which set off a hot air billow to pounce on the blue ink face.
Green ink Yan body micro side air billow the strongest part clings to his body.
He didn’t move on until everything was quiet.
At the end of the channel, a pool of bright red liquid mixed with rust smell appeared on the concrete floor.
There is also a monster left beside it, which turns into black mucus after death, giving a rancid smell that hides your face.
There was a man sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, his face drooping to his chest.
"It’s one of us" whispered through the monitor of the Lorraine Institute.
Blue ink Yan walked over and didn’t have to bend over to check that he had been dead for a long time.
The man’s left arm was shoulder-length broken, which should be caused by tearing from the wound of the affected area.
The three people in the Lorraine Institute have a terrible scene in their minds that the human body is divided by monsters.
Method of the king suddenly born to tail hook gently pulled the blue ink yan pants Angle.
"Is it over there?" Qing mo Yan asked