Night falls soon.

In the city of Xinjiang City, nightlife has officially entered, and colorful neon lights are flashing in every corner.

But it was a rare time to relax, but a team organization in the city was so busy.

Inside the branch in the central bureau.

Mr. Fang just returned to the office from the conference room and was stopped by his subordinates and reported no less than five times.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and there were people walking back and forth in the branch, and it was noisy. This was the first time that I have seen such a scene in history.

Because within one day, the Central Branch summoned all personnel from all positions, and the senior management held an emergency meeting. Each senior management issued an order to instruct his subordinates to take action.

Old Fang sat down and just leaned against the back of the chair when the door suddenly opened. Xiaoman stepped in with one foot, reacted again, quickly apologized and left, knocked on the door again.

"Come in."

Mr. Fang took off his reading glasses and wiped them.

"Old Fang, the last three members of the S group have all been summoned. They just got off the plane and arrived at the airport."

"It's still time. I know, let's go out first."

Oman nodded, hugged the documents and hurriedly exited the room.

Mr. Fang picked up three pieces of information on the table.

Although he was in charge of the ten people in Group S, the scope of the task of their branch was too large. Basically, more than five were sent overseas operations and had long left his scope of supervision.

In just this year, in Xinjiang City, only Shi Yu and Qiang Wei were the only ones he really managed by himself.

Members of the S group have always been the core force and trump card for the central bureau.

After trapping many members of the S group in the thriller field of Lingxiang Middle School, the headquarters did not dare to take risks and mobilize the remaining members of the S group.

But now, the leader of the Nightmare organization directly pointed the finger at Xinjiang City and opened the time when the ** was held. The headquarters of the Central Bureau considered that tens of thousands of lives were not hidden in a city, and the remaining few people were left.

All members of the group were transferred to Xinjiang City to help.

This is the rhythm of preparing for a full-scale war!

No one dares to neglect!

Mr. Fang picked up the information form, which was covered with the personal information of Shi Yu and others.

"When will you guys come out of that ghost place?"

"If you don't come out again, something will happen in Xinjiang City."

Cang Lao murmured, and the door suddenly rang again.

The knockers were Shadows and Shanyue. Because the latter was too big, they were afraid that they would break the door frame, so they stayed outside.

"Old Fang, Shanyue and I are here to report." Shadow said. His sleeves were not empty this time, but two puppet arms. After wearing black gloves, they completely covered them.

"Well, the other three are here too. You guys go to the conference room first and wait a moment."

"You five members of the S group will have their own different actions."

Shadow nodded. After finishing the review last time, he was on vacation for a while and went to the North District branch to stand by, and now he has been transferred back.

The mountain was transferred to the western wasteland for missions and rushed back to Xinjiang City without stopping.

Late at night.

Downtown, in the airport late at night.

In the empty hall, a man in a suit and ties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, dressed up in a gentle manner, walked out while dragging his suitcase and watching the man in a mobile phone.

The index and middle fingers of his hands were both very long and covered with calluses, which seemed to be natural deformities.

On the back of his neck, a boy of seven or eight years old sat, with a tender appearance, straight facial features, and a pretty boy.

Xiao Zhengta held the game console in both hands, and the game reflected light shone on his face. His eyes were staring at the screen, and he selflessly engaged in the fierce battle between the King of Fighters in the game console.

Weirdly, his lower half of his face was wearing a black mask and a zipper on it.

"Is this Xinjiang City? It seems that I have high expectations. The air is more turbid compared to Yuan City. It seems that there are many half ghosts in this city." The man in glasses put away his cell phone and pressed his glasses.

The box said.

While playing the game, the boy said, "Not only is a half ghost, but the ghost is wandering."

"Maybe, after tomorrow night, this city will completely fall into a ghost market."

The man in glasses said indifferently: "You crow's mouth, you can't speak, so don't answer."

"We can't escape even if we become a ghost market."

"Don't panic, Brother Qing, I brought a lot of treasures this time, enough for the Nightmare organization to eat a pot."

The boy laughed and said, as soon as he finished laughing, his Kusaki Kyo was killed by the other party’s Yagami Ann.

The boy's face turned dark and he spoke gloomy: "The game console is not good, it's time to change it. Brother Qing, please buy me one more?"

The man with glasses looked indifferent and said, "Make money by yourself."

"The money is spent on my treasures." The boy at the top curled his lips: "The organization is too stingy. Last month, I also helped them catch two overseas people. Although they are half dead, they still have a breath.

If I didn’t kill it, why would my salary be deducted?"

"This is because they are wrong, but they are pursued by me. Isn't this bullying a child? I am a child, but I am much smarter than too many adults. When I was a child, my parents didn't like me, and my brother often bullies me. I'm for the sake of

Revenge, so I poured the laxative into the bowl. I was sure he would rob me, and then..."

"Shut up!"

"When will your mouth be cured? No wonder no one can stand you!" The man in glasses had a headache and scolded him directly.

The boy curled his lips and muttered: "If I don't chant this mouth one day, it means I'm dead, right?"

The man with glasses looked helpless and raised up and stopped a taxi passing by.

The driver was a warm person and hurried down to help put his luggage: "You two don't look like locals, come to Xinjiang City for a trip?"

"The company requires a business trip." The man in glasses spoke lightly and sat in the back seat.

The boy was sitting aside, but the game console was out of power, and he put it back in his small backpack boringly.

He looked up at the driver in the main driver's seat, tilted his head slightly, and his eyes flashed with a few rays of light.

The driver looked at the front mirror of the car and couldn't help but ask, "Child, aren't you bored with this kind of mask?"

"It's boring, but I can't pick it up." said the boy.

"Why?" The driver looked at the man in glasses and smiled half-jokingly: "Did you wear the teeth if you are afraid of being laughed at by your uncle?"

"It's okay, the car is dark and the uncle can't see it. I'm so bored that I'll take it off."

The boy looked at the driver and said seriously: "Uncle, if I take off my mask, something will happen."

"In this year, I have only asked me to take off my mask twice, and these two times, people have died."

The driver scratched his head and said what he meant. Why is this child not very good at speaking?

The man in glasses tapped his phone with his fingers, put down his phone and said, "Master, drive seriously. It's not easy to be distracted when the road is dark at night."

The driver listened and had to pay attention to the road ahead.

...

At the same time, in another street and alley.

The gangsters lying all over the ground, their shrill screams gradually turned into weak moans, and their hands and feet were simply twisted off, and the picture was very terrifying.

A blonde man walked out with injuries on his face and picked up the broken headphones on the floor.

With a sigh, the blonde man looked back at the gangsters: "You have to pay for the headphones I just bought."

"Boy, I know whose territory this is? Our boss will not let you go!" A yellow-haired man stared at the blond man and spoke harshly.

The blonde man laughed, walked over, grabbed the yellow-haired hair, lifted it up, his face calmed the previous second, but became very ferocious the next.

"Do you want to see your heart? I've tried it many times, and when I pick it, I can still beat it a few times. Do you want to try it?"

While speaking, he grabbed one hand in his chest and five fingers pierced into the flesh and blood.

Huangmao felt a tingling pain, looked at the terrifying murderous gaze, and immediately became timid and said in a hurry: "Brother, I'll just make a joke, let me go..."

The blonde man's hands did not stop, his nails had completely penetrated into the flesh and blood, and his shirt was soon dyed red...

"Crazy! Madman!" Huangmao struggled wildly, shouting for help.

The blonde man smelled the smell of blood and his strong desire to kill, as if he had formed another personality, and kept making a sound in his mind.

"Kill him, no one knows, you have to vent it, right?"

"You shouldn't be in charge of others, killing is your nature!"

"So what if you go back to China? Just like overseas, kill if you want, be obedient, take out your heart, enjoy its calories, and feel its beating! It's very satisfying, right?"

"Come on, kill him!"

The voice kept ringing in my mind, and the blonde man's face kept twitching, becoming more and more ferocious.
To be continued...