"Stop singing." The mouse unfolded a map, which showed a building somewhere in Thailand: "Pig demon, start."
The Mountain King silently took out his mobile phone: "According to the information I collected, the lists and photos of all relevant personnel are here. You can decide on your own. I will call you for support outside. I can interfere with the communication here."
Fifteen minutes, no police will come within forty-five minutes. The rest is your task. Three elements: don’t speak Chinese, don’t leave marks, and don’t talk nonsense. OK?”
"Talking about you." Mouse kicked the Brontosaurus who was taking a selfie: "Delete the photo without leaving any trace. Horse stepping on flowers, stop singing."
After the mouse finished speaking, he looked at the people around him: "Let's get started."
Several people in the combat department nodded immediately. Pony and Brontosaurus put on Pikachu's hoods, while Hu Niu put stockings on her head from her feet. They were so tight that her face was deformed.
Xiao Ma coughed and silently handed her a hood. Huniu kicked him on the butt: "If you didn't take it out earlier."
"Do it."
Mouse gave the order, and each of them showed their special abilities. Pony is an annoying space type, he can follow any of his weapons to reach anywhere, Hu Niu only needs to jump high, and Thunder Dragon can fly.
As for Mouse, he fell back, used the near-death protection mechanism to activate short-distance teleportation during the fall, and then became the first person to reach his destination.
"Speaking of which, why don't we just use Lingxu Illusion Realm to come here."
Pony's question made Mouse silent for a while, and then he smiled and said, "It looks more handsome this way."
"Yeah, that's right."
Hu Niu yanked off the lock on the rooftop, and then said with a smile: "You are all wearing Pikachu, and you are not handsome at all."
"Hey, sister, you don't understand. This is called contrasting cuteness. I just picked it up at the night market for a long time, and this one is more suitable." Xiao Ma said with a smile: "How about the One Punch Man's headgear and the green-skinned fishman?
Headgear, which one do you choose?"
"That must be Pikachu." Thunder Dragon was the first to walk downstairs: "Oh, there isn't even a light here. Such a big building is really stingy."
"Ride a bicycle and go to the bar. Save money when you need it, and spend time when you need it."
At this time, the voice of King Shan came from their headphones: "Don't occupy the channel with trash talk, I also want to monitor their current movements."
"Supervise the hammer."
Thunder Dragon came to the security room and kicked open the door. Before the four security guards inside could react, they were trembling with one finger. Then Xiao Ma skillfully turned off all the monitors, and finally closed the elevator and the door.
All fire doors were pulled down.
After doing all this, the mouse took pictures of three formations on the wall, then took out a red thread and tied it to the talisman paper crane he took out from his arms. The talisman paper crane whirred around the building with this red thread.
, and then the building visible to the naked eye was shrouded in thick fog.
After that, they whistled and sang all the way to the target area on the middle floor. This place didn't look like a special cult place, but Mouse was keenly aware that there were mysterious and strange things everywhere.
The decoration has disappeared from the classics for two thousand years.
There were still scattered employees inside. When they saw a few people wearing hoods coming in, they ran away immediately after reacting. The rats did not embarrass these ordinary employees and went straight to the innermost office. However, they waited.
When he opened the door, there was no one inside. Seeing this scene, Brontosaurus scolded him directly on the channel: "Wild Boar, what are you doing? With your intelligence capabilities, if something happens to you, we will all die eight times."
The Mountain King was silent for a while: "You opened the wrong door."
Thunder Dragon exited the office and took a look, and found that he had opened the wrong door, and the real target was in the heavy security door at the back of the office.
"Sorry, sad, my fault. The pig always calms down and calms down."
"Just stop talking trash."
The thunder dragon walked to the door and pushed it open. He found that the door was actually made of iron sheets and large rocks. Not to mention it was huge and heavy, and it was not locked with a door lock but with a door lock.
The oldest way, door-to-door…
"Now, I'd like to ask my eldest sister to perform a rock-breaking performance for us!"
Before Thunder Dragon finished speaking, he found himself being wheeled up, and then with a muffled sound, he hit the big stone door. He was fine, but the door had been blown away.
"Use your breasts." Hu Niu dropped the Thunder Dragon and walked in: "Hmm? This place?"
"Ah, have you ever seen Two Souls? It's a scene like this. This is their favorite way to play the Dead Man Cult." Thunder Dragon patted the dirt on his body and stood up: "Okay."
This place is a large space, hidden in the building. There are gods, altars, and tables specially used for sacrifices. The table has already turned dark brown and exudes a strong smell of blood. Just look.
With this amount of bleeding, it would be unjustifiable to say that they used three and a half kilograms of chicken for sacrifice.
"What these rich old people like most is to do this kind of thing." Xiao Ma threw away everything he could see: "In order to seek immortality, they will do anything they can."
"It's okay to say one or two. If all the rich people in the world do this, then don't blame the worker grandfather for being evil." After Thunder Dragon finished speaking, he suddenly lost his voice because he found a copper ring on the wall. This
The copper ring looked very strange, so he quickly waved to the back: "Found it."
After several people behind him had arrived, he pulled the copper ring hard, and there was actually a layer of space inside. He never expected that a building could be like this.
"But what do they think? They want to resurrect Lao Jiang right under my noses. This is so fucking outrageous." Xiao Ma took out a light stick from his side and lit up the dark road:
"And I also want to use that outrageous method to find children to sacrifice alive."
"The key point is that they almost succeeded. If it weren't for the boss, we would have no shame in living in this world." Mouse spoke with a heavy tone: "Our work tasks this time are very heavy. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Understood." Xiao Ma sneered: "Such a big thing cannot be solved by just one rich man. There are also moths inside the fortress. What are you going to do?"
"What should I do?" The mouse's eyes reflected a green light in the darkness: "It's probably an accident."
As they went deeper, they soon came to the lower level. It looked very luxurious, like a secret club. There was music coming from outside. And judging from the direction of this place, it was probably a gathering of believers.
place.
"Hey." Thunder Dragon flicked his hands, and the lightning spread all over his body: "No one wants to rob me."
But Xiao Ma suddenly said in a low voice: "Brother Long...let me do it this time."
"Hey, that's a good attitude." Thunder Dragon chuckled and took a step back: "Dear viewers, let's let our classmate Ma Tahua perform his battle of revenge."
Xiao Ma chuckled and pulled out two Tang knives from behind, swishing in his hands, and then walked over following the music. Soon, a woman's scream and the sound of a gun were heard from there.
When Thunder Dragon arrived, he saw Pony standing upside down on the ceiling, and there were already heads on the ground. The scene was even more tragic than Shura Hell, and there was another person who had not been decapitated by him, and was holding a pistol and pulling the trigger in vain.
The trigger makes a clicking sound.
Xiao Ma slowly fell from the ceiling, put away the Tang Dao, walked up to the man and grabbed his hair, then came to the window and kicked away a piece of the window, pushing half of the rich man's body out.
"What organization, who is there, and how to contact me. You don't need to say more, right?" Ma Tahua said lightly: "I'll give you the last thirty seconds."
Although that man believes in evil gods and even cooperates in doing some worship services, strictly speaking he can only be regarded as a new disciple. According to the data, he is already seventy-five years old, but he looks like he is still only 75 years old.
In his early forties, most likely he is related to this field.
As everyone expected, what he knew was very superficial. His main task was to be responsible for disbursing money. He only had contact information for one or two people who had a particularly close relationship with him, and there were some individuals on the mainland.
They were favored by him, and some of them were even believers of this sect. He was very familiar with these people.
It's impossible for such a person to expect him to be brave and not afraid of death. If he really wasn't afraid of death, he wouldn't abandon the cult to seek immortality, so he neatly confessed everything he knew while the rat next to him was recording it.
After finishing, he nodded: "Xiao Ma, let him go."
The pony let go of his hand obediently. About ten seconds later, a muffled sound was heard, and the mouse angrily asked the pony: "How could you throw him down?"
"You made me put it down."
"Serious violations will result in a fine of ten yuan to serve as a warning to others." Mouse said sternly.
"Understood! I won't do it next time."
This Thai tycoon was originally quite famous throughout Asia. News of his death soon spread to the ears of all parties, and everyone suddenly became in danger. Although the Thai police investigation was still
A lot of information was kept strictly confidential during the event, but it was unbelievable that dozens of people died at this cult gathering.
The news spread back to the country, and those who had anything to do with this person and the previous incident were all so scared that they could not sleep at night. The first to suffer was a certain principal and a certain comprador. These two people were almost at the same time on the same day.
There was a sudden death at home, one was diagnosed as cerebral infarction and the other was diagnosed as myocardial infarction, but they could not be rescued.
And what happened to them caused a lot of people to start thinking of ways to protect themselves. But just thinking about self-protection at this time was really beyond hope. Anyone who appeared on that list would be killed in a short time.
People who died within a few days had heart attacks, cerebral infarctions, ruptured hemangioma, were hit by ice cubes falling from high altitude, were struck by thunder, had food poisoning...
Over a period of seven consecutive days, thirty-nine people died suddenly due to various accidental reasons. Although the police also noticed that something was wrong, the forensic doctors gave corresponding certificates and confirmed that it was all accidents.
Then, on the morning of the eighth day, several handsome men and women walked out of the Tokyo International Airport. They were dressed fashionably and looked extremely cool. They were even mistaken for celebrities by fans who picked them up at the airport.
"Why? Why were they all cleaned up? Who did it?"
In a small warehouse in Tokyo Bay, several people are meeting in a shabby-looking room. They are now in an unprecedented crisis because they have been targeted, and who has been targeted.
I don't know, but all the external believers were pulled out of the carrots and mud, and one by one they were targeted and eliminated.
From Thailand to Vietnam, from Hong Kong to the mainland, and just yesterday, their organizer in South Korea was also found hanged at home. Before his death, he hacked to death eight of his loyal members and lined them up in a row.
On the floor of your own home.
There is no reasonable explanation for this matter. The only reasonable explanation is that he was killed. As the backbone of South Korea was wiped out, their base in Asia was only Japan, and the original Taiwan was also eliminated.
An emerging force and Xu Fu's old dog were taken over.
"Who could it be? Who do you think it could be?"
"Twelve Spirits."
After one of them said these three words, the faces of everyone in the audience turned pale. Although the twelve spirits had been dormant for a long time, if it was really them, the matter would be very serious. This gang
People are both mysterious and powerful, and they are extremely meticulous in doing things. Once they are targeted, there is almost no possibility of escaping.
"We don't want to see each other again during this period. We first try to revive the master. Unfortunately, we didn't succeed last time... If the master is here..."
While they were talking, there was a loud noise outside. They quickly ran out to take a look, only to find a white-haired dog squatting at the door of the warehouse. The door of the warehouse had been blown away, but the dog was very abnormal.
Squatting there motionless.
They immediately planned to run away, but as soon as they raised their legs to run away, they felt a gust of wind blowing past, and then a woman with a huge figure wearing an elastic vest and a peaked cap appeared in front of them, and then from her strong wind
Several people walked in the swirling dust. They were all wearing peaked caps and carrying small backpacks. The leader of the group was holding a small handheld fan in his hand.
Several people present were about to fight back immediately when they saw this, but before they could take out the guy, they saw a bolt of lightning crackle from the clouds. One of them died suddenly on the spot, and then there was a tall handsome man on the roof behind him.
He squatted on top and said, "Hey, I'll give you thirty seconds, you run now."
The remaining four people didn't talk nonsense and ran away on the spot. However, they ran for less than two seconds. One of the four people was nailed to the wall by a steel fork, wailing in pain, and the other was pinned down by a flying blow.
On the ground, one stepped on a strange formation and had one of his legs blown off. He was bleeding profusely. Only one was left standing there in a daze, not running ten meters away.
"Sorry, I asked you to run, but they didn't say let me."
Then the handsome guy jumped off the roof, but because his leg tripped over a wire when he fell, he fell flat on his face when he landed. When he stood up, his face was covered with dust: "Fuck!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a bolt of lightning burned the man who was nailed to the wall to charcoal. Then he walked up to the man who was trampled on the ground and kicked his neck, and the man who was blown up was broken.
The person with the leg was fine, but the handsome guy walked up to the person who was still intact for the time being and said, "You or him, only one of us can survive, who do you choose?"
This question is unnecessary. In the end, under the test of life or death, the strong friendship fell apart. The short-legged man was penetrated by the broken steel bars attracted by the electricity, leaving only the last man shivering.
"As for you, you have two days to go. One way is to take us to your base camp. The second way is that we beat you until you can't take care of yourself, and then you take us to your base camp. Don't be so harsh."
After saying that, the electric light from his fingers penetrated into the man's body, and he performed ultimate acupuncture directly on the acupuncture points. The sudden and severe pain caused him to go into shock on the spot.
"Now, the most important thing in life is to be happy." Thunder Dragon woke the man up, then put a finger on his forehead: "Are you happy now?"
If he hesitated for a moment, an electric current would pass through his brain. The pain was definitely not something that ordinary people could resist. After a few rounds, this person was already worse than dead.
"You are... the twelve spirits..."
"Twelve spirits." Mouse stepped forward and said with a smile: "No, strictly speaking, there are twelve evil spirits now. Don't try to negotiate terms with the evil spirits. OK? I'll give you the last ten seconds to think about it. If you still don't want to talk,
I’ll give you another big gift package.”
Having reached this point, death can actually be called a relief. Although he already knew that the Twelve Spirits would not let him go, in order to avoid further torture, he still chose to tell the headquarters the location.
Twelve spirits listen.
The mouse stood up and raised five fingers towards the Thunder Dragon: "Deduct fifty yuan."
As a burst of arc light flashed, everyone on the ground lost their lives, and Mouse and the others also knew the address. Almost at the same time that they understood the address, the Mountain King had basically determined the precise location.
This time their target was not a building, but a rich man's villa area, two hundred kilometers away from downtown Tokyo, due north.
"This is my first time taking the Shinkansen, and it doesn't feel as good as the Fuxing." Thunder Dragon sat on it holding his bag and smiled: "Oh, by the way, I remember that the Jiang family plays with the living dead, right?"
While he was talking, Mouse suddenly opened his eyes: "Go back quickly!"
"What? Why do you say that?"
Mouse was silent for a moment: "What they are best at is not the living dead, but using the living dead to create panic and chaos. King of the Mountain!"
"Here." The voice of King Shan came from the earphones: "What's wrong?"
"You go and take a look at downtown Tokyo now. I suspect they have started. We have been tricked into leaving the mountain. We must not give them time to hide."