At the same time, in Room 1816, the 18th floor of Tianlong Hotel.

"Zi Ming, Zi Ming, are you okay? Zi Ming, wake up..." Abel, covered in blood and had two terrifying sword wounds on his chest, struggled to hold the coffee table beside him, which was chopped into two halves by Chu Zifeng, and got up. He called the good and evil chef god who had collapsed by the door and had no breathing much.

For Abel, that moment was desperate. At that time, he was sitting on the sofa playing games, while Ziming was lying on the sofa watching the recipe. None of them expected that Chu Zifeng would appear in front of them suddenly!

At that moment, looking at Chu Zifeng who appeared in front of him in an instant, and also at the two long swords that were chopping down at his head when they appeared. Abel was shocked on the spot. Yes, you were having fun playing games, but suddenly someone stood in front of you, and then two swords were chopped off from the head. If it were you, you would be confused.

If Abel hadn't had his reaction quite fast, at the same moment when the two knives were chopped down, he would have controlled the coffee table and TV in front of him to block Chu Zifeng's swords in time, and at the same time he quickly rolled down from behind the sofa. I'm afraid he would have been cut in half by Chu Zifeng's long sword.

But even so, Chu Zifeng's next two swords also hit his chest with extremely accurate accuracy. His superb swordsmanship was even only two inches away from digging out his entire heart! If he hadn't taken out the bottle of potion in time and shocked Chu Zifeng to retreat, he would have been afraid that he would have died long ago under the assassin's knife.

As for Ziming... when Chu Zifeng slashed Abel at two swords, he didn't even react. He just lay on the sofa and watched. Until a large smear of blood burst out from Abel's chest and splattered on his face, he was so scared that he jumped up. Then he ran to the gate desperately, but as soon as he ran to the door, he was smashed to the ground by Chu Zifeng's red wine bottle... and even a bottle of wine was hit in danger of his life...

At this moment, Abel, covered in blood, climbed to the back of his head with blood flowing continuously, and completely fainted in front of Ziming, who was by the gate. Listening to Ziming's breathing that was gradually weakening, Abel endured the severe pain in his chest and kept pushing him, calling in a weak voice, "Ziming, Ziming, wake up, you, you can't be killed by someone with a bottle of wine, then you will really become a shame to the family..."

Seeing that Ziming's breathing became weaker, Abel felt that his brain became more and more drowsy due to excessive blood loss. He gasped and kept awake. Abel, who was pale, struggled to take out his cell phone in his pocket, and asked for help to Luo Wen, who could arrive at the underground laboratory in another ten minutes, and said, "Young Master, hurry up, Chu, Chu Zifeng just now, just..."

Before he finished speaking, Abel, who was heavily injured, completely fainted, leaving only Master Luo Wen shouting on the other end of the phone, "Hey, hey? What's your situation Abel? Hey! You're so fucking clear!"

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Second underground floor.

He fiddled with the smartphone that suddenly appeared in his pocket, and saw that there was only one contact person on it, and what was written was "Your mother's friend". Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but frown in suspicion, thinking to himself why that man wanted to stuff such a thing to him? By the way, my mother's friend? I've never even seen my mother before, why should I call him! Grandma, don't come to ask for the account? The clever Commissioner Huang frowned in question.

I casually looked through my phone and saw that there was an unsent draft in the text message, which said, "Go back to the college and contact me." Huang Xiaobei's brows became even tighter, thinking about what the person was going to do? Why is there a strong spy contact? By the way, I was crazy and returned to the unlucky college.

After curling his lips, Huang Xiaobei lifted his pants and carried his two big plastic bags of spoils. He pretended that nothing happened and returned to Carl and Wesling, and said, "I've finished peeing, what else do you have to do next?"

Staring at Huang Xiaobei who had been on the trumpet for almost two minutes, Carl couldn't help but look at him a few more times, "What did Mr. Xiaobei do just now?"

Huang Xiaobei shouted with a dark face and loud voice, "What can I do? What can I do? I just want to sell you, you don't know what the hotline of the Demon Party is. Hurry up, don't you just install the fifth floor **? After waiting, leave quickly. I don't want to die young."

Looking at Huang Xiaobei's screaming look, Carl didn't think about it anymore. After carefully scanning Huang Xiaobei with his magic eyes, there was no result. After all, it seems that many of the spiritual abilities of the blood clan are of no use to him. This can be seen from the little girl of the demon party.

"Okay, now let's go deeper, Zifeng, take us to the next floor."

Chu Zifeng nodded, and soon, when Carl and the other four grabbed Chu Zifeng's clothes tightly, the five of them disappeared on the second floor in an instant.

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In the dark corridor, the old water supply pipes above the head were dripping with water droplets. The uneven ground was very wet, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the unique smell of disgusting animal excrement.

Carl and the other two walked step by step, carefully in this dark corridor that seemed to never see the end.

The walls on both sides of the corridor have turned grayish yellow because they were too old, and the corners of the walls are covered with various wild fungi. From time to time, you can see several extremely old and dusty light bulbs above the dark head. Due to the humidity and coldness of the ground, Carl would feel a few drops of dew falling from his head almost every few steps.

In the dark and dark corridor, only the dull footsteps of Carl and the others and the "drip" sound of water that made people feel a little drip of fear for no reason.

While smelling the bloody smell in the air that was about to suffocate, while feeling the cold water dripping on the back of his neck from time to time, Huang Xiaobei, who was walking in front of Weislin, covered his nose and trembling arms. He was really shocked and frightened. After that, he almost fainted from the stinking.

"Damn, what the hell is this? The smell is so powerful that the demon party doesn't know how to clean up?" The commissioner complained in a low voice, fearing that he would speak loudly, so he would attract the demon party.

Carl, who was in charge of the palace behind Huang Xiaobei, gently handed him a simple gas mask, and at the same time brought one with him, whispering, "Everyone should wear the mask, which can also be used to prevent the demon party from blocking our abilities."

Chu Zifeng and the other two who were walking ahead were responsible for opening the road, also put on their own gas masks.

Through the infrared night vision camera in front of him, Huang Xiaobei looked around at the empty gray-yellow walls, and then looked at the gray light bulbs above his head and the old wires that were drooping down. He muttered strangely, "Why is this place so weird? The two layers above are so technological, why is it like an air raid shelter before the founding of the People's Republic of China?"

Weislin was not very scared, and he still turned around and chatted with Huang Xiaobei, "Xiaobei, how did you know that this place is like an air-raid shelter? Have you been there?"

"How could I have never been there? There was a large air-raid shelter in the city before, and now it has been converted into an underground shopping mall. I went to play when I was a child. And I heard from my dad that it is not only our city, but there are many air-raid shelters across the country," Huang Xiaobei continued, "By the way, just Chu scumbags are in the Chu family group in our city, do you know? I just remembered recently. In the past, it was not a financial park at all, but a broken warehouse. I tell you, there seems to be air-raid shelter underground. When I was a child, there were soldiers standing guard at the door."

Listening to Huang Xiaobei's words, Carl looked down and didn't know what he was thinking. Chu Zifeng, who was walking cautiously in front of him with two swords, also said coldly, "If you don't want to become a target of the demon party, it's best to close your mouth now."

The Maozi brothers installed a high-concentration and fierce bomb on the wall beside him and said with a smile, "Senior, the teacher in the tactical literacy class has taught us that the first element of fighting in a dark environment is to keep quiet, because when there is no sense of each other's position, wherever there is a sound, it will definitely become a coverage point for concentrated firepower."

Huang Xiaobei wore a gas mask and hummed absent-mindedly, "Dark Forest, cut it, this thing is still useful...Oh, I'll go!"

Suddenly, Huang Xiaobei tripped on the ground by something, and screamed, and also suppressed Wesling, who was walking in front of him.

"Oh my god!" Lao Wei, who was thrown to the ground by Huang Xiaobei, also screamed.

The next second when Carl and the other two gathered back to back into a group when they heard Huang Xiaobei scream. The three of them watched the surroundings with alertness and asked at the same time.

"Senior, are you okay?"

"I didn't find any traces of the demon party in my demon eyes."

"Oh, did you go to Huang Xiaobei? Damn, can you get up quickly? You don't know how heavy the things you carry are!"

Three seconds later, Huang Xiaobei climbed up from the ground in a daze, looking at the old wires that tripped him on the ground. The commissioner scratched his face awkwardly, "Oh, nothing, I tripped by a few broken wires."

As he said that, Huang Xiaobei kicked the wire that tripped him a few times, cursing unhappy, "Damn it, the demon party doesn't know how to clean up, it's so messy."

Hearing this, Carl walked over, squatted on the ground, and looked carefully at the dense string of wires that tripped Huang Xiaobei. For some reason, as he looked at Carl's brows frowned, because these wires seemed to be old?

At this time, Chu Zifeng suddenly found that the wall in front of him was no longer a gray-yellow wall, but a gate full of copper rust. Seeing this, Chu Zifeng immediately walked to the front door with a knife and found that there were actually a few words written in Japanese on it.

‘Electricity risky’

Turning his eyes forward, Chu Zifeng saw that the originally monotonous gray-yellow walls on both sides of his front had turned into tightly closed copper rust doors similar to dormitory, and there would be one every three steps.

At this time, Carl also walked to Chu Zifeng and carefully observed the Japanese on the gate and the style and structure of the entire gate, "What is written on it?"

“There is electricity danger.”

After saying that, Carl and Chu Zifeng also looked at each other, and both saw the questions in each other's eyes, which were not very correct.

After breaking through the copper rust door in front of him, Carl and Chu Zifeng walked in with their noses covered.

What you can see is a very small room with spider webs and dusty room. There are only two unsatisfactory World War II military generators that have long been embroidered.

Seeing all this, Chu Zifeng and Carl fell into silence.

"It should be the underground warehouse of the Japanese army or the underground laboratory of 731 during World War II."

"Then why are the first two floors rebuilt by the Demon Party, but the third floor does not?"

"In order to confuse us? In addition, the operating room naturally needs..."

Speaking of this, Carl and Chu Zifeng became quiet at the same time.

Something was wrong, it was very wrong. Although they could find a more reliable convincing point if they were to find the reason, they still felt very strange in their hearts. It was strange why the Demon Party repaired the first two layers so well but left the third layer alone? Is it because of the thickness of the soil layer? It makes some sense, but... it still seems that something was missing.

Just as Carl and Chu Zifeng were staying in the first door, Huang Xiaobei, Weislin and the Russian brothers also broke through a copper rust door and walked in.
Chapter completed!