This malice is extremely strong and pure. Even if the Star Officer does not have the "bewitching demon" and the dangerous intuition of the "scouts", Zhang Yuanqing can clearly feel its existence.
This malicious intent obviously could not come from Anne or Mr. Bill.
Someone from the Dionysian Club came to visit? Tsk, Mr. Bill is also an old man. Why is he so careless? Zhang Yuanqing thought of recent events and silently made a guess in his mind.
He pretended as if nothing had happened and smiled:
"Mr. Bill is not free? Then I will come to visit another day!"
Although he wanted to help Mr. Bill and Annie, but he didn't know the enemy's methods and numbers, and since he didn't bring any Inferi with him, he planned to retreat first and call Fu Qingyang directly.
After saying that, he turned around and left. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step forward, his body stumbled forward and fell down.
The legs didn't move at all, and the brain seemed to have lost control of the legs.
Not possession.
Zhang Yuanqing had never encountered such a situation before, and he quickly supported the ground with one hand to avoid the end of the dog chewing on the mud.
At this time, there was a sharp "pop", and a fatal bullet struck from the left side, catching him off guard, hitting his skull exactly, and the huge impact caused his head to tilt.
With the Star Officer's defensive power, at close range, large-caliber bullets can hit vital points, even if they are not life-threatening, they can still cause serious damage.
However, the bullet "clinked" to the ground and bounced a few times, but failed to cause any damage to the enemy.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was unharmed, looked at it carefully and saw that the bullet was silver and engraved with complicated patterns.
——When he fell down, he took out the "Breast Guard of the Unyielding" with his other hand.
"Choo Choo Choo"
Gunshots echoed immediately, and the sneak attacker seemed not to believe in evil. Bullets hit him one after another, but all were blocked by a thin "shell", and the bullets made weak ripples.
Facing the intensive barrage, Zhang Yuanqing looked sideways at the end of the corridor and saw a bald man standing at the door leading to the office area. He was 1.9 meters tall, wearing a slim-fitting T-shirt. He was muscular and had tattoos on his arms.
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Green eyes, high nose, deep-set eye sockets, a typical Western face.
"snort!"
Zhang Yuanqing snorted coldly, rolled on the spot, and entered the night tour.
He did not fight back immediately, but took out the "lucky necklace" and put it on. The guy just now seemed to be able to control the target's body and make the target fall down for no reason.
Although I don’t know the specific principle, wearing a lucky necklace can make you lucky enough and avoid the negative effects of blessing on your body to a certain extent.
Then, he summoned the bloodthirsty blade, caught it in his hand, and quickly approached the bald man.
"Night Wanderer?"
The bald man's brows twitched, obviously recognizing the enemy's profession. He reached out and quickly grabbed a conch, brought it to his mouth, and played it.
In the slightly sharp sound waves, a large amount of illusory seawater gushes out of the conch, forming into a tall horse made of illusory seawater. It roars with its head held high and charges forward along the not-so-wide corridor.
Behind it are layers of rolling waves.
The force of the horse's collision was extremely strong, but for Xingguan, within the range that could be resisted, there were layers of surging "waves" that were impossible to avoid in this slightly narrow corridor.
Zhang Yuanqing paused, held the bloodthirsty blade behind his back, and punched the horse with a straight fist.
"boom!"
The sound of waves rushing and collapsing seemed to be heard in the void, and the seahorse that hit him was blown away by him.
And his body inevitably emerged, and he staggered back a few steps.
Breaking the seahorse with brute force? Is this a star official? The bald man's face changed, his pupils were filled with drunkenness, and his eyes were distracted, like a drunken man.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly turned around, decisively gave up the entanglement, and planned to escape into the office area.
The next second, a beautiful figure in a bright red wedding dress appeared behind him, clinging to his back, making the bald man freeze in place.
However, Zhang Yuanqing's body was not affected in any way. It disintegrated into a ball of dreamy starlight and appeared behind the foreign man. The bloodthirsty blade stabbed upward diagonally.
"puff!"
The sharp tip of the knife pierced the man's heart, and black-red blood instantly poured out along the blade, turning into a trickle and falling onto the synthetic fiber carpet.
Zhang Yuanqing stirred the handle of the knife with his right hand, made a fist with his left hand, and struck the man's temple sideways.
Bang! The man's head tilted, his cervical vertebrae were broken, and his head hung sideways on his shoulders.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was in the transcendent realm, drew his sword and listened for a few seconds. The office area across the door was silent, and he seemed not to be surprised by the fight outside.
"This man is guarding here. There must be an accomplice inside. A blind person can hear the noise he made just now. It is impossible that the people inside are not aware of it. The battle has reached a critical moment and they cannot be distracted?
"Or are you just waiting for a sneak attack at the door? Fortunately, for Star Officer, none of this is a problem."
Zhang Yuanqing muttered quietly and did not go in rashly. Instead, he carried the body of the bald man to the front desk.
He first found the makeup mirror from the desk of the girl at the front desk, opened it, and took a look at his face.
His appearance is the same as when he came in. The E Palace is a little dark, but it can't even be injured.
"Snapped!"
He closed the makeup mirror, the stars in his eyes dispersed, darkness emerged, and inside the body of the bald man, the incomplete spirit quickly gathered, forming an illusory figure with teeth and claws.
Zhang Yuanqing used "Spirit Devouring" and swallowed it in one gulp.
Broken memories flashed by like a slideshow, and through important memory fragments, he had a general understanding of the man's life.
The bald man's name is "Josh Enoch". He is an intermediate member of the Dionysus Club and manages 10-15 junior members, corresponding to the captain position of the Five Elements Alliance.
This time, along with a team of senior members, they secretly came to Songhai to assist the club's top management in finding the president of the Merchant Guild.
He didn't know how many people from the top management came, whether they were the legendary boss who founded the club or a few platinum members from the operations department.
The premium member team only needs to wait for the order and complete the order.
This operation against "Bill Tarantino" was led by senior member Beck Vernal, a fifth-level saint, and assisted by another saint "Yul Ban", and four
An intermediate member.
It is worth mentioning that the fifth-level saint, Baker Vernal, possesses a prop of the "Eternal Night" profession. In order to ensure smooth operations and prevent prey from escaping, he used the prop to seal the entire office area, making it unlike any other.
Isolated from the outside world.
In addition, Zhang Yuanqing learned the profession of the Dionysus Club members by reading his memory - alcoholics.
"The office area has been sealed? No wonder there was no movement after a long fight outside. There are two saints and three extraordinary ones inside. Bill and Annie are also saints, but they are most likely level 4. Moreover, Void and Eros don't seem to be
They are very dangerous in those professions that are hard-faced."
Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out his mobile phone and called Fu Qingyang.
"What's up?"
Mr. Qian's familiar voice sounded through the loudspeaker, his words were clear and cold.
"Gang leader, Mr. Bill and Annie were attacked by people from the Dionysian Club." He gave a general account of the situation here as quickly as possible.
"I understand." Fu Qingyang's voice was still calm: "Are you sure there is no bloody disaster in your face?"
"Yes, I've seen it twice today." Although he was puzzled by Fu Qingyang's indiscriminate questions, Zhang Yuanqing still answered patiently.
"There is a saint-quality consumable in the gang warehouse called 'Bomberman's Loudness'. Use it to break the seal. Yuanshi, the task of rescuing Bill will be left to you." Fu Qingyang said.
What? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.
Fu Qingyang seemed to know that he would be confused and said:
"We can't be sure who is the master of the Dionysus Club, or even whether the boss is lurking in the dark to gather support. If so, if I go there now, it is very likely that the boat will capsize in the gutter.
"And since you have seen the face and are sure that you are fine, it means that the senior executives of the Dionysus Club saw that they only attracted a small fish, and most of them did not bother to take action and chose to hide, so they were safe.
"If all this is just my guess, and no one is watching in the dark, then you can still save Bill and Annie if you take action now, and you don't need my help."
There is nothing wrong with this logic. Fu Qingyang is very steady and cautious in doing things. In addition, although I am indeed a bastard in front of the real boss, don't say it so directly. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart while opening the White Tiger Guard's gang.
In the warehouse, I quickly scrolled down and found "Bomberman's Crazy Sound" among the dazzling array of props.
The so-called "Bomberman's Boom" is a pack of C4 bombs. It has a square shape with intricate lines and only a red button on the iron-wrapped surface.
"Press the red button and it will explode in ten seconds."
Zhang Yuanqing immediately placed the bomb on the glass door and pressed the button.
He immediately ran away, just like when he was a child playing with firecrackers.
At this time, the office area was in a mess. Dozens of employees were unconscious. Some were lying on the desk, some fell in the aisle, some were still alive, and some had died in the aftermath of the battle. The blood dyed the chemical fiber red.
carpet.
More than one-third of the employees died in the battle, and the moral values of both sides plummeted. They had to fight tactfully, put away their AOE skills, and use micro-management as much as possible to reduce casualties.
The huge office area is "divided" into two major battlefields, with Bill Tarantino and Beck Vernal occupying one battlefield.
This old gentleman with slightly frosty temples, relying on his stealth career in the void and his rich reserves of props, struggled to hold on under the offensive of the level 5 saint.
Now he has put on a pair of well-made black shoes. At critical moments, he can slide a shovel towards Baker, which can always resolve the crisis.
But this is destined not to last long.
Another battlefield belongs to Annie and her enemy, Level 4 Saint Yul Ban, a woman with silver hair, smoky makeup, and a nailed leather coat.
As well as the three extraordinary walkers who assisted her, now only one is left. The other two took off their pants and each lay on top of a female employee. Jill Yingbang died for a long time.
At the beginning of the war, Anne aroused the desire of the two of them, filling the target's mind with thoughts of mating and burning their sanity. Then when they tried to vent their lust on the unconscious female employee, she blew the heads of two extraordinary walkers.
The remaining one has a wind mage tool that can judge the target's movements based on the air flow, so he blinded his eyes in advance, "ignored" Annie's charm, and shot with a gun from a distance, thus avoiding the same miserable death as his companions.
Annie's situation is no better than Bill Tarantino's. She is not good at fighting. There are two opponents, and the combat power of evil professions is stronger than that of lawful professions.
The reason why I can survive until now is, on the one hand, the flexible use of my own skills, and on the other hand, I have accumulated some wealth over the years and relied on props to survive.
In just ten minutes, three of her props were damaged, she was stabbed three times, and two of her ribs were broken. It was very miserable.
Anne, who was barefoot and with a rip in her skirt, hid behind a desk and jumped forward. Behind her, there was the sound of bullets hitting the desk and penetrating her body.
The female employee who was "sleeping" lying on the table had two flowers of blood splattered on her back and died silently.
Damn it, I should have known to wrap up my breasts first. She half-kneaded and half-supported her trembling breasts with one hand, and stretched out the desk with the other hand to shoot at the attacker.
The gun in her hand is silver-white, with a caliber larger than that of the Desert Eagle. It is a gun that can aim itself. The owner only needs to pull the trigger towards the target, and the pistol will automatically adjust its trajectory.
It is a prop for the scout profession and has insight ability.
Although this gun is only of extraordinary quality, it is extremely powerful, and the bullets in the magazine are blessed by the wind mage. The penetrating power is extremely terrifying, and it can easily penetrate a tank with one shot.
The bullet penetrated the floor with two "bang bangs", followed by a harsh sonic boom, and the huge office area was suddenly followed by strong winds, blowing documents.
But the blindfolded enemy seemed to have noticed her attack in advance and had already avoided it.
Then, Annie felt the terrifying murderous intent approaching, and then her eyes flashed, and a figure jumped onto the desk where she was hiding.
It was Saint Yurban, this female saint with smoky make-up and a cold face. Her knees sank, she leaned over and struck out the short knife in her hand. At the same time, her eyes became blurred and full of drunkenness.
She cast "cerebral paralysis" on Annie. In this state, the target's hands and feet will lose control and become disobedient, like a lonely drunkard, becoming a lamb to be slaughtered.
Feeling the howling wind above her head, Anne seemed to understand that she could not escape her doom. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her smile was sad and sad.
The cold-faced Yurban trembled in his heart, and the drunkenness in his eyes melted away, revealing emotions such as entanglement, pity, and reluctance. He cut out half of the knife with a short sword and then forcefully took it back.
Charming!
This skill is an enhanced version of "Charm" and can kill both men and women. However, women will ultimately be less affected than men.
The Eros profession is not good at fighting, but it is able to manipulate people both ways. It is because of this magical skill of self-preservation.
Seizing the opportunity, Annie raised her silver pistol and was about to pull the trigger on Yurban. However, her action was to hit the enemy with the pistol.
Cognitive error!
She was like a drunk who had forgotten how to use a pistol.
"Chaos" is a characteristic of this alcoholic class.
In just a few seconds, the two saints each used their own methods to resolve the opponent's killing move.
Annie didn't try to pick up the pistol, turned around and ran away with her bare feet. At the same time, she took out a half-human-tall silicone doll from the inventory and threw it behind her.
"when!"
Yurban slashed open the desk with a knife, making it empty. Just as he was about to hunt down this flirtatious bitch, he saw Anne running away in front of her, throwing out a doll with an indistinguishable gender behind her.
The female saint wanted to destroy the doll with a knife, but suddenly she felt a deep sense of reluctance in her heart, as if the doll was a sweet first love, a beautiful childhood, and a true love that she could not let go of in life.
At the same time, Annie's running aroused the enemy's lust.
The female saint's eyes suddenly became blurred, her cheeks flushed, and she suddenly clamped her legs together, feeling a surge of spring under her leather pants.
She gave up chasing Annie, hugged the doll, and panted to unbutton her belt.
When the love is so strong, you are welcomed along the way, and you don’t care about so much anymore.
Yurban, who had just unbuttoned her belt, had a flash of fierceness in her blurred eyes. She was still holding the puppet with one hand obsessively, and knelt on the puppet, rubbing it constantly, but the other hand
He had already taken off his belt and reached out to grab it in the air.
She took out a tin triangular talisman with blue lightning patterns and crushed it with her fingers.
"Zizi~"
With her fingers as the core, twisted blue electric snakes shot out in all directions like tentacles.
Yor Ban let out a shrill scream, his silver hair stood on end, and his body convulsed violently.
Annie in front was struck by an electric snake, and her delicate body suddenly stiffened and trembled on the spot.
"Bang bang!"
Seeing the right moment, the blindfolded Extraordinary Walker in the distance aimed at Annie and fired two shots.
One shot was "aimed" at the back, and the other shot was "aimed" at the back of the head.
At this time, Annie was about to turn the corner. The bullet fired at the back of her head was blocked by a wall pillar, causing rubble to fly out and a big crater. Another bullet successfully hit Annie's back.
The force of the penetration pushed her to the ground, and her back was instantly stained red with blood.
The flashing arc of electricity dissipated, and Yoel Ban held the knife and staggered towards Annie who fell to the ground.
"Ahem."
Anne coughed violently and coughed up blood with bubbles.
Her lungs were destroyed by the shot.
Hearing the stumbling footsteps approaching from behind, she felt despair in her heart.
At this time, a loud "rumbling" sound was heard in the distance, and the violent air waves rolled in flames and rolled into the office area.
Bill Tarantino and Beck Vernal, who were struggling to hold on, gave up at the same time and looked towards the direction of the explosion.
Yurban also turned around with a knife in his hand, making a warning gesture.
Who, who is here? Annie raised her head as hard as she could and looked through the gap between the desks with a pale face.
I happened to see a dreamy starlight appear behind the blindfolded enemy, saw the starlight condense into the appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun, and saw him swing a sharp blade towards the enemy's neck.
This escape technique without the slightest disturbance of the air flow caused the enemy's head to roll down from his neck before he could react.