"Yuan Ye, have you felt something wrong?"

The tallest young man of the six turned his head and looked at the vomiting boy and asked.

Yuan Yezhifei is the most sensitive among them. It is not the usual sense of hearing or smell, but a special intuition.

"Hu~ Hu~ I don't know very well, but I feel so strange, it's like I suddenly saw an illusion in the building, and then I feel disgusting..."

Hearing him say this, the people next to him seemed a little confused.

Yuan Yezhifei immediately proposed.

"Anyway, that feels bad. We shouldn't stay here. I think this is an intuitive warning."

After vomiting, he was in a state of worry and nervousness.

"Maybe you are right. Although you want to help them, they will probably catch us after dealing with the monsters."

In fact, the reason why these people say this is even greater is still a little fear. This is not to say that they lack courage, but that many of them have felt the shadows in the TV station building. At that time, the sixth sense, which is more sensitive than ordinary people, frequently warns their bodies, prompting them to stay away.

"No, what if these police and uncles can't deal with the monsters now? There are all civilians outside. Since the monster has started to attack, there is no reason to stop."

Kana Makino immediately jumped out to refute, although she didn't know how to deal with the monster.

"We are people with spiritual power. In ancient times, we must have existed as demon-eliminating masters. Although we may not be stronger than those police officers, at least we can help them with a little bit of caution here."

From these words, we can also hear that this group of middle-aged teenagers still have some clear understanding of themselves, at least they understand that their current lethality may not be as good as bullets.

In addition to the protected Yumi, as the only girl in the small group, she is also a young and beautiful girl, and she can always receive more preferential treatment.

Since Chana said that, even if others don’t lose their share, they have to hold on for a while, not to feel a sense of justice. …

In the building, the commando on the top floor and the commando downstairs finally came together and reported the information about the inspection to the commander-in-chief.

After nearly half an hour of the whole process, I encountered only one of the non-human monsters on the 9th floor. As for the staff of the TV station, there was no one. I guess anyone escaped but did not call the police, or they were all killed. Wherever the body went, it was also a problem.

Scientific research, wearing chemical defense suits, has already climbed the tower with the commander-in-chief to check.

Under the black object that had been squirted by the barrage for several rounds, the ink-like fluid flowed everywhere.

Taro Kumamoto, his colleagues around him and several commandos of this mission, frowned and watched the clerk collectors carefully deal with the monster's "corpse".

"Sir, this eyeball is not a monster!"

After a scientific researcher took the eyeballs of a few monsters, he observed them for a long time and suddenly turned his head and spoke.

"Why do you say that?"

The researchers came over with a glass container and pointed the eyeballs placed in the glass container to them.

"From the pupil and iris scan, six of the eyeballs are actually paired. This should be the eyeballs removed from other organisms and then fixed to the current 'body' by special techniques."

Taro Kumamoto put on plastic gloves, opened the glass container, and carefully took out an eyeball to observe carefully.

Then he looked up and looked at the biology expert.

"What creature do you think is the eyeball?"

"Human!"

Everyone around him was in a slightest numbness, and Taro Kumamoto seemed to have expected it.

"Muko, in the previous murder case police record, the head has no eyes, right?"

"Yes captain."

Putting the eyeball back into the container, Taro Kumamoto took off his gloves.

"There are only 7 people here, what about the rest? There are far more than three or five people missing in the building..."

No matter why this monster has to pretend to be eyed, judging from the current situation, it is very likely that there are more than one monster.

On the other side, colleagues are recording combat information.

Since the six-man team that was involved in the battle did not carry video recordings with the team, the details of the battle can only be based on memories.

Key words such as "appearing in the shadow", "having a certain ability to fly", "having knives but not finding a weapon after the war" are coming from time to time.

"Very cough and vomit"

A scientific researcher felt disgusted by a pool of sticky black dirt on the ground. He couldn't help but retching for a while. Then he couldn't help it and hurriedly left the place, rushed to the toilet and turned on the mask and vomited for a while.

A few of the commandos next to them showed disdain, but most of them were staring at them.

The researchers themselves felt very embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed after returning to the scene.

But now I hear the sound of "squeak...squeak..." in my ears, similar to the sound of some silk thread pulling.

"Vomit~"

A commando also raised a hint of disgust deep in his throat, but he forced himself to hold it up with his willpower. If he vomited, he would probably be laughed at by his comrades for a year. …

On the overpass in the distance, Yuan Yezhifei felt a sense of disgust again, much more intense than just now, so he couldn't help it.

"Very cough cough cough cough..."

A large pool of dirt that has been digested into normal sprays usually pour out of the mouth.

In a trance, I felt like I was in an empty office, surrounded by police and people wearing nuclear radiation isolation suits.

But even though you can clearly see the light bulbs on, the light is extremely dim. In this darkness, four or five thin strange hands are stretching out from the darkness, with countless black silk threads wrapped around these hands.

One of the hands suddenly penetrated a "self" with silk thread.

"Vomit~"

Yuan Yezhi Feishen vomited with the scientific researcher just now.

The anxious shouts of friends on the overpass seemed to come from the horizon.

In sight, the terrifying thin monster hand reached out to another commando in a black uniform, fully armed manner, but it was unable to penetrate it at once.

The assault policeman's face changed and he held back and did not move, and the thin monster hand was also bounced out.

In the last sight, one of the thin strange hands wrapped around silk threads and a black light filled it, aiming at another assault policeman again.

"vomit"

Yuan Yezhifei vomited wildly again, almost spitting out all the bile. He found that he had changed his "body". Now it was the assault policeman who was "pierced", with strange silk threads squirming on his body.

Suddenly, in the sight, a pair of big gray eyes looked at me, and a violent sense of fear and repulsion came, as if it was being chased by an evil ghost.

"ah!!!!!"

The boy screamed in horror, then leaned back, and was held back by his companion's powerful hands.

"Run... hurry, run!!! That monster is not something we can deal with!!! Run!!!"

Yuan Yezhifei pulled his friends away from the rooftop like crazy, and everyone was a little scared by his appearance.

"Believe me once! Believe me once! Please!! Those policemen can't win, they don't even know where it is!!! It sees me!! It has seen me!!" ...

"Da da da da da da..."

The firearms in the building lit up again.

A soldier who was laughed at for vomiting just now suddenly lifted his gun and fired without warning. If you look carefully, you can see that his face was half astonished and ferocious as half of his expression.

Taro Kumamoto rushed away his companion next to him with his keen and dangerous intuition like a god, but in just a moment, three people were shot.

The commandos around him then realized and shot the crazy comrades.

"doctor!!"

"Someone was injured!! Someone was injured!!"

"What's going on? Why did he suddenly shoot?"

"Is this guy crazy? He's just laughed at me!"

The office on the 9th floor of the building was briefly in chaos.

But before the wounded soldiers were dealt with, someone saw the pool of black "mud" on the ground moving.

It was like a wandering mud snake, which suddenly attached to the "crazy" commando who was knocked down by a bullet.

"Squeak...squeak..."

It was like the sound of a thin steel wire pulling sounded, and the lights around it flashed a few times. Several black shadows appeared from the shadows in some corners, each with seven or eight eyeballs embedded on the surface, which was almost the same as the monster that was shot dead before.

"Dadadada...bangbangbangbangbang..."

The gunshots sounded in an instant, and the commandos present reacted quickly. They hit two in an instant, but the others scattered like ghosts and approached.

Especially in places with shadows, its speed is so fast that it cannot be seen clearly, and can only be captured by dynamic vision in light.

People nearby only feel that they are in a dizzy state of vision when they are in a dizzy state.

The heads of the five commandos flew up, and blood sprayed like rain.

"Bang bang bang"...

The fluorescent lights above the head began to burst one by one under the intentional attack of several monsters.

Gunshots, screams, electric currents, and shouts were chaotic.

There were also several fallen commandos who stood up at some point and raised their guns to pull the trigger in the direction of their former comrades.

However, except for a few shots, the rest was the sound of a "kka" striker. These "people" also shook the guns a few times, as if they were wondering why they wouldn't start.

Taro Kumamoto felt the cold air flowing straight on his body. While shooting with a pistol, he shouted and issued a retreat order.

"Everyone retreats! Alternate cover, alternate cover!! Install a strong flashlight!!"

"Bang bang bang"

He shot the heads of the puppets who "repaired" the guns with a few shots, and then rushed out of the office with his comrades.

However, a bullet obviously could not knock down the puppet. After shaking it, the puppets seemed to have finally given up their efforts to get the gun to fire again and rushed towards the crowd with twisted steps.

After the initial panic, the commandos with excellent qualities soon discovered that as long as these living dead people had no guns in their hands, the threat was far less than those ghostly and black shadows.

A few shots can break their knees and ignore them for the time being.
Chapter completed!