In the thick fog, a group of people walked on the road with flashlights.

car, van, bus, ambulance,

All the vehicles on the street were turned off, and there was no sign of people in the car.

Some diners who know how to repair cars went up and tinkered for a while, but couldn't start even a car.

According to this diner, all the parts of the vehicle are there, and no place to go wrong.

But even if it cannot be started, the specific cause of the failure cannot be found.

The drone that Wei Linglan took out could not fly normally in thick fog, and the single-soldier helmet telescope with thermal imaging searchlight function could still be used.

Infrared rays were detecting the past, and no living person was found except the people in the restaurant.

There are not even living creatures such as birds, stray cats and dogs.

It seems that they are the only ones left in this city...

People were trembling and whispering,

After several hesitation, Wei's father and mother, who were walking behind the team, could not help but ask her daughter in a low voice.

"Lan Lan...what the hell is going on..."

Wei’s father is an engineer, Wei’s mother is a home designer, and the couple are both high-income and advanced knowledge points.

The wealthy family is enough to support Wei Linglan in choosing his favorite career.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen each other for several months.

The well-behaved and sensible daughter in my impression turned into a "strong woman" who bombarded the mouse monster with a grenade launcher, and also had an inexplicable official background.

Moreover, this strange environment is completely contrary to their long-standing worldview.

Li Ang, who was dedicated and loving to work, also imitated Wei’s father and mother, and asked worriedly: “Yes, Lanlan, what’s going on?”

Wang Congshan, who was also frightened and anxious, almost choked in the air. At this time, you are still acting and convinced.

Wang Congshan gently pinched Li Ang in a corner where others could not see it. The latter frowned and said anxiously,

"Lanlan, you... have you been radiated by nuclear radiation? Will there be any green blue and red scales? Will it affect our future children?"

...Brother, I only gave you two thousand. Really, you don’t have to work so hard.

Wei Linglan, who felt a headache and a fever, smiled dryly, then looked up straight, and while continuing to rush, he whispered to his parents,

"Dad, mom, I'm fine. Now... I've been recruited by the official, don't worry.

I can’t explain the more situation clearly for a while, so you stay next to me and I will tell you later when you walk out of this fog.”

Wei’s father and mother looked at each other, and although there were countless questions, they could only be buried in their hearts.

After sending his parents, Wei Linglan couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, she is not completely unaware of the current thick fog.

As a non-staff member of the Mobile Task Force of the Special Service Bureau, Wei Linglan’s usual responsibilities are training and street patrols.

The training is easy to understand. The Special Service will provide basic skills training courses for players who come to surrender, such as foreign languages, bare hands fighting, gun shooting, car repair, etc.

At present, player qualifications are still very scarce. Each task force can configure a complete expert team to collect various player data while also

Assist players and scientific research teams to conduct various experiments,

And in your spare time, guide players to train.

In addition, the Special Affairs Bureau will also issue various standard equipment props.

Players are encouraged to use all their strength to fight each other in a special venue without causing death and disability to fight each other in order to collect data and exercise combat capabilities—

Anyway, there is a dedicated medical team on standby for 24 hours, and there are medical props from the killing game just in case.

The official organization is still very reliable. Whether it is the total amount of resources that can be called or the efficiency of time utilization, it is far stronger than that of the lone wolf players.

With the support of the Special Affairs Bureau, Wei Linglan quickly evolved from a mere literary and artistic young woman to a warrior above the standard line.

As for street patrol - with the continuous advancement of the game of killing, various bizarre events with serious harm have emerged one after another.

The best solution is to send a mobile task force to patrol the city continuously, discover abnormal events in advance, turn them into tasks, and then solve them.

The Special Affairs Bureau not only has shared task logs, but the upper level will also selectively issue some key secrets to the field staff.

Wei Linglan knew very well that a month ago, small-scale fog occurred in various parts of Yin City.

A sewer worker claimed that his companions were swallowed by a cloud of mist in the sewer;

A homeless man called the police and said that he heard the screams and help from a group of people in a foggy alley;

A group of anglers went fishing by the river, and suddenly the fog filled the water. When the fog was gone, they found that a certain angler on the island in the center of the lake had disappeared, and the search and rescue team came to see no one or the corpse could be seen even if they died.

The thick fog phenomenon has attracted the attention of the Yin Municipal Special Affairs Bureau, and a professional team was set up to try to crack this change.

"All previous reports have shown that thick fog will only appear at night, so why did it happen during the day today..."

Wei Linglan said silently in his heart, "And he swallowed so many people at once..."

All investigation reports on the fog have no records of survivors.

Just as Wei Linglan was wondering why the system thought that "Heshan Road 149" would be a safe place, there was a riot in front of the team.

Some kind of dense sound came from the fog.

"Dadada, dadadada" seems to have dozens of blades, poking the cement road with the tips of the knife.

"Uhhhh!"

A shrill roar came from the thick fog,

The crowd was uneasy and his palms were shaking with the flashlight.

Wei Linglan was also a little nervous. No abnormalities were shown in her infrared detector, but the hairs on her spine were erected.

Miss Chai, who was standing in front of the team, stood with her hands behind her back.

She clearly felt that there was a rich yin energy in the fog, and it should be a large group of swords and ghosts, with a total of about thirty?

As time goes by, this number continues to increase, forty, fifty...

The so-called "knife to the ghost" is recorded in Volume 12 of the historian Gan Bao of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It is a ghost that appears in the mountains of Linchuan.

It often appears with strong winds and rains, and the sound is like a roar of a living person, which can spray venom.

The place where the venom is sprayed will swollen in an instant, causing death within half a day.

It's a big deal...

Chai Cuiqiao resisted the urge to look back at Li Ang, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Ghosts can be roughly divided into two categories according to their level of consciousness.

The first type is a fierce ghost like Chai Cuiqiao, who is born from resentment and anger, has a clear sense of revenge, and a clear target of revenge, and will take the initiative to find a substitute.

If you live in a place with abundant yin energy, you may still be able to practice and become the ghost king step by step.

The second type is ghosts whose minds are completely devoured by resentment. This type of ghost is not only distorted in shape, but also has a weak individual consciousness, and will only attack the creatures in the territory indiscriminately.

He is ugly, stupid, has no future, but has strong strength.

The next type of swords and ghosts around them belongs to the second type.

After Chai Cuiqiao died, he had never seen Daolao Gui. He only heard about it at the group of demons. Daolao Gui was divided into male and female, and he would only appear in dark and humid places in the deep mountains on a small scale.

How could such a large group of ghosts appear in the thick fog?

Many sword ghosts hidden in the fog surrounded the crowd, but were not attacked. They just silently accumulated numbers and kept poking the ground back and forth with their blade-like arms and soles.

The sound of the knife pointing to the ground is densely like raindrops, with low howlings coming one after another.

Wei Linglan's fingers steadily against the trigger of the grenade launcher, but her shoulders trembled slightly - she, who piled up the perception attributes, could clearly feel the pressure coming from the thick fog.

"It won't work if this continues."

Chai Cuiqiao's face was tense and wanted to turn her head and ask Li Ang loudly what to do.

Faced with the low IQ and bloodthirsty and warlike Daolaogui, even Li Ang may have to fight honestly and not be able to do anything.

So, is it a war on the spot or a breakout charge?

She was confident that she could cooperate with Li Ang to rush out, but the people here... probably couldn't save a few.

Anyway, Li Ang will definitely give priority to saving the little Langshizi named Wang.

Tsk.

Suddenly, the group of swords and ghosts stopped all the sounds.

Da da da da da.

The tip of the knife touched the ground lightly, and a huge shadow slowly stepped forward, breaking through the fog.

It was a female sword-laughter ghost who was more than three meters tall. Her upper body was roughly human-shaped.

There is no eyes or nose, the forehead is raised high and full of fangs. The forearms of the two arms have rapidly narrowed, turning into thick, long and sharp bone-like swords.

The female Daolaogui had pale skin and was not dressed, but her upper body was covered with a layer of bone plate armor.

The abdomen is raised high like a balloon, like a pregnancy,

The lower body extends out like a scorpion, and is flat, with three steps on both sides that also turn into bone long swords.

The overall shape is a bit like the Scorpion King. It is ugly and deformed, and it also has a bit of hideous and cruel beauty.

“So strong…”

Chai Cui pursed her lips and could clearly feel the terrifying aura of pressure on the other party. This would be enough to be called the Ghost King in the previous life.

Especially the two flat bone knives on the other party's arm, which looked very intimidating. Even if the main battle tank was really opened, it would probably be able to easily cut it.

Faced with the crowd who were trembling and did not dare to breathe loudly, the Queen of Daolaogui naturally lowered her arms, and the bone knife as big as a door panel hit the ground, embedded deeply into the cement floor.

What is she thinking?

Why do you fight and retreat without fighting, but why?

With the help of cat eyes, Li Ang took a deep breath, pretending to be frightened and pulled Wang Congshan behind him.

While casting subtitles under Chai Cuiqiao's face armor,

"Next, follow my command."

Chai Cuiqiao blinked silently, put his hands in front of him, and acted like a light and gentle paradise.
Chapter completed!