Sigma Building was originally one of more than a dozen high-end apartment buildings next to UIC at the University of Illinois at Chicago. However, with the increasing illegal activities in the surrounding black neighborhoods, even UICs were moved away, these tall buildings were slowly abandoned and became a gathering place for gangs. Now, white paint is painted on the exterior wall of the building, a huge skeleton spread throughout the building, and it has become the famous Skeleton Gang headquarters. This building, now called Skeleton Building, is full of lights and fires tonight, and a large number of gangsters are wandering around the building with various weapons. It is not difficult to imagine that the key protected building should be the leader of the Skeleton Gang, the leader of the Skeleton Gang and the elite members of the gang.

On the viaduct about 500 meters away from the building, several SUVs were parked on the side of the road. Li was wearing a black windbreaker and werewolf elders Scott and Finley, and others, stood by the bridge and watched. Uncle Fu, who had never appeared before, also stood by the bridge with his hands behind his back and smiled and said nothing.

Scott looked at the situation around the building and said to Li seriously: "Mr. Li, I think this mission is too dangerous. I don't think it is consistent with the difficulty of the mission you said at the beginning. We werewolf are not undead creatures. Continuous high-density shots will make our recovery speed unable to keep up with the damage we suffered. Moreover, the small space in the building is not enough to give full play to our agility advantages. Therefore, if this action is to let us act alone, I, as the negotiator, choose to refuse."

Li smiled and looked at Scott, then looked at Finley and the others behind him, and said, "Oh, Elder, I think you misunderstood. This action was done by us. The purpose of bringing you here is mainly to let you observe the way we act so that we can cooperate in the future. Moreover, Finley and the others have not yet accepted the Pure Heart Mantra to cleanse the mind. If they lose control in the battle, they will cause unnecessary losses. So, this time you are here as observers, and Fu Bo will help you explain some of our tactics."

Scott opened his eyes wide and said in an incredible tone: "You attack this building independently by yourself? This is impossible. There are too few people with supernatural abilities that are not enough to solve so many people. You will be tired and injured. Unless you use human lives to pile up, I don't think this task has the possibility of success. Moreover, even if you use human lives to pile up this building and lose too many people, how can you control your territory?"

"The reason why humans can rule this planet is by quantity, tools, and wisdom. When these three are combined, the energy released is very terrible. Tonight, you can observe it." Li looked at Elder Scott again and issued an order to the headphones: "Action!" After that, he took out a handful of yellow talisman paper from his arms and sprinkled it in the direction of the building. Just in front of the Great Elder and the others, these talisman papers were arranged in a way formed by a talisman paper in the night sky as if they were being manipulated by an invisible hand. Li stepped on it like a walk on the ground. Each talisman paper did not even shake, and just supported Li to walk over. The wide windbreaker fluttered in the air with the wind. A gossip pattern on the vest flashed with silver-white light, and the light faintly enveloped him.

Staring at Li's windbreaker, Elder Scott asked in a trembling voice: "Is that dress a magic weapon of your sect? What functions do you have besides walking in the air?" "Oh, that's called a Taoist robe, it's just a small prop to enhance the young master's magic power. It was designed by our young master himself. Flying in the air is a kind of magical power in our sect." Uncle Fu's smile did not change at all, but he was whispering in his heart. The reason why the young master designed such a charming Taoist robe was because he thought the old-fashioned traditional Taoist robe was ugly... The three-clear Taoist robe was above, the master blessed me, the old slave did not complain on purpose, it was just a little bit of thought of the old man's young man who talked about fashion every day.

"Look!" Finley pointed his finger at the bottom of the building. In the night, the two teams of men in black combat uniforms quickly approached the building. Before the gangsters wandering along the way fell to the ground, and the two teams rushed into the building without any stagnation. "Oh, these are just guns and professional training with silencers. Please come with me for the remaining pictures." Uncle Fu continued to act as a competent commentator, walked to a RV, opened the door, and there were countless monitors inside. Judging from the pictures on the monitor, the source of the signal was the cameras of the commandos. Elder Scott and others gathered next to the carriage and looked at the screens intently.

The two teams were led by Locke and Dana respectively. The tactical movements of the two teams were exactly the same. The entire team was in an arrow-shaped formation and advanced in small steps. Locke and Dana were arrows. The two players behind rushed forward with guns, and the two players behind were facing the left and right sides, and so on. The last two players were facing the back.

Looking at such a formation, Finley wondered: "This formation will be very casualties in the face of dense firepower strikes, right?" Uncle Fu didn't say this time, but just pointed to the screen. Entering the first floor of the corridor, the walls of the corridor were full of paint and graffiti, and the original color of the walls was densely packed, and the doors of the rooms on both sides were nowhere to be seen. There was no way to go in the dark room. There was no idea how many murderous intent was hidden in the black room. At the end of the corridor, a large amount of scrap steel was piled up to form two bunkers. Behind the bunker was a large iron gate, and the iron gate was a staircase leading to the second floor. When the team entered and walked

In the corridor, the black man in charge of the alert whistled loudly. The skeleton gangsters behind the bunker immediately picked up all kinds of guns in their hands and opened fire at Lock and the others. A jaw-dropping scene appeared. As the bullets hit, waves of golden light flashed, and then the team members fired back without any injuries. Every flash of fire at the muzzle could bring the death of a skeleton gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang, and all of them were shot on the head. The assault rifle seemed to be a child's toy water gun in their hands. The muzzle did not jump at all, and the recoil had no effect at all.
Chapter completed!