Deadly Game: A Prosperous Love with Leng Shao

Chapter 315 In Crisis 20
"How could this happen?" Boss Zhao turned pale with shock, immediately dialed the phone in his hand, and called the leader stationed below.

But the beeping sound continued, but no one answered the phone.

Seeing such a situation, the faces of the people left in the room turned pale, with horror in their eyes.

Attacks are not terrible, what is terrible is that they are facing unknown things, they don't even know where their opponents are.

Boss Zhao's face twisted, he dropped the phone, and his eyes flashed fiercely: "What is it, pretend to be a ghost, go out and have a look."

He led a few people out of the room first, outside was a huge conference center, because it hadn't been set up yet, so it was always empty and there was nothing to unmask.

Boss Zhao's subordinates were all carrying guns nervously, aiming at every place where people might be hiding, and being on guard.

The light illuminated everything, but there was no one outside, and it was eerily quiet, as if even life had ceased to exist.

The little leader couldn't help swallowing: "Boss, something is really wrong, all the brothers just now are gone, obviously we sent people to guard the elevator and the exit, if something happened to them, they should also hear the screams .But it's as silent as being captured by a ghost, not even a trace of blood."

This kind of weird scene made these men who were used to seeing blood feel unspeakable fear.

Mr. Zhao was trembling with anger, his eyes almost protruding: "How is it possible, how can people disappear out of thin air, I have never heard of such a powerful organization that can kill people without leaving a trace in the Tao. It's impossible to do it with a weirdly superb method. Impossible, these guys must be lazy."

Boss Zhao didn't believe it at all, maybe he couldn't believe it at all, because if such a murderous organization really appeared, even he would feel scared.

The little boss suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up with a kind of extreme fear, and he let out a low breath, with a look of trembling that made his hands and feet go weak.

Mr. Zhao was so angry that he slapped him with his palm.

"Useless things, why are you trembling, don't be ashamed, you go and find out what's going on right away? There must be clues, damn it, who is playing tricks here."

The little leader's feet went limp, and he lay on the ground with a slap. He raised his head in horror: "Boss, tell me, is it possible that it is 'that' terrifying organization?"

(End of this chapter)