On the rooftop, the palm-sized small screens became targets in Mo Yan's eyes. Long-range sniping had no effect on the passive party.
Fang Ye looked at the scene on the screen.
The unfinished building was in complete chaos, and overseas players were still fleeing. In fact, they were not very capable. They were able to enter China in a short period of time and fight against the Central Bureau to this extent entirely with the help of various strange ghosts and even contracted ghosts given by the leader.
The sniper bullets pierce through like ghosts and cannot be stopped at all. When the bullet penetrates the head, even the ghosts in the body are shot to death.
Some members ran downstairs, but as soon as they stepped out of the unfinished building, they found that many figures appeared outside and surrounded the place.
Just for a moment of hesitation, he was beaten like a sieve!
The people from the Central Bureau stopped talking nonsense and decided to completely wipe out the Nightmare Organization tonight.
Qingshan glanced at the screen and saw the headless corpse, its flesh still piecing together. He narrowed his eyes and picked up the intercom: "It seems that this Lanyu is just a puppet. Try to destroy that human face!"
Mo Yan heard the command and glanced at the headless corpse. One of the pitch-black bullets tore through the darkness and accurately penetrated the target's chest and the human face that was pieced together bit by bit.
But the bullet was strangely drawn into the body, becoming a part of it, and converting the ghost power on it into nutrition.
Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's useless."
"Besides, that face is almost done!"
Qingshan whispered, "We have to get close to it and use our ghost power to tear it apart. Even if we have to tear off a piece of flesh and blood, we can stop it."
The leader immediately said: "I'll send people to attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a hand patted his shoulder. Qi Yan's height of 1.9 meters gave people an invisible sense of oppression.
He said casually: "It's too troublesome, let me do it."
The team leader said, "There are at least hundreds of Nightmare Organization members inside."
"Oh, does it have any impact?"
Qi Yan's face was grim, corpse spots appeared at the base of his neck, and terrifying ghost power burst out from the soles of his feet. He leaped up and disappeared into the darkness in mid-air.
With a bang, the glass on the third floor shattered instantly, and a figure rolled in.
All members of the Nightmare Organization looked at that place. Qi Yan stood up with one hand in his pocket. He was wearing a straight suit, exuding oppression but also looking calm.
"That guy Qi Yan? It's just right, let's take a break."
Mo Yan put away the ghost gun and sat down. His face, still drunk, showed obvious fatigue. The bullets of the ghost gun could kill instantly like a ghost, but it consumed a lot of ghost power.
Just these dozen or so bullets almost exhausted all his strength.
The black spear made a terrifying sound, as if it was dissatisfied with the fact that it had not yet been carried out.
Fang Ye looked at Qi Yan on the screen and asked, "Is he the only one there?"
Opening a new bottle of Wusu with his teeth, Mo Yan said calmly, "After all, it's from Group S, it can't be too bad..."
After saying that, he took a big gulp.
Inside the building, Qi Yan's gaze was first fixed on the headless corpse at the deepest part. The face had been pieced together 80% of the way, and the body seemed to have been drained of water, withering away bit by bit, with dense wrinkles emerging.
"It's quite beautiful, what a pity."
Qi Yan looked at the man's face and murmured.
Then he ignored the members of the Nightmare Organization around him and walked straight towards that place.
Bang!!
With just one step, Qi Yan was blown away and hit the iron plate in the corner hard. The steel bar on it pierced his chest and blood splattered everywhere.
Just sit in the corner, dead...
A cadre from the Nightmare Organization, clutching a double-barreled shotgun and biting a cigarette, spoke hoarsely, "Where did this idiot come from?"
"A young fool?" Everyone looked at him and ignored Qi Yan who was shot dead.
A muffled groan came from the corner, coming from Qi Yan's mouth. The latter gripped the steel bars with both hands, and blood seeped through and soaked the white shirt inside his suit red.
Qi Yan pulled out the steel bar and threw it aside, making a crisp sound.
Standing up, the bloody hole in his chest was slowly healing, oozing more corpse spots. Qi Yan's eyes fell on the overseas player holding the double-barreled shotgun, a ferocious smile on his face: "You fired the gun?"
"Not dead, but half ghost."
The overseas cadre holding the hunting rifle had no expression on his face. He continued to raise the gun in his hand, but before he could aim, Qi Yan disappeared from his sight.
One hand grabbed the hunting rifle to rescue, and Qi Yan arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye with a ferocious smile on his face. The cadre was stunned and fired decisively. The horrible bullet smashed the hand into pieces.
Qi Yan didn't care at all. He pulled out a dagger with his other hand and quickly stabbed it into the collarbone of the overseas cadre.
The overseas cadre's face twitched, and he grabbed the hand with his thick arms like a black bear and twisted it hard, breaking it into a twisted shape.
Qi Yan didn't care at all. His arms were covered in blood and flesh, even his white bones were exposed. He still burst out with terrifying ghost power and slashed with the dagger, cutting open the throat of the overseas cadre.
Qi Yan showed a sinister smile. The smell of blood seemed to stimulate him, and the injury was like adrenaline, making him even more excited.
He exerted great force with his arms and cut off the overseas player's head with a dagger!
The bloody scene stunned everyone around.
Is this madman really from the Central Bureau?
No matter how you look at it, he looks like a vicious pervert!
The other overseas players took advantage of this opportunity and quickly took action, using the ghosts in their hands to penetrate the emaciated body.
The injuries on Qi Yan's hands healed visibly, and more corpse spots appeared, erupting with even more powerful ghost power.
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