Nightmare Apostle

Sure enough, risks and benefits coexist. There is no doubt about the ability of this bronze mirror, but the side effects are also extremely terrifying. Yang Xiao suspects that after excessive use, he may be replaced by the ghost in the mirror, and the face cannot be seen clearly. gray figure.

Going back to his room, Yang Xiao hesitated again and again, but gave up the idea of ​​entering the mirror world again. He wanted to find out what the gray figure was about, but now was not a good time.

In the evening, Brother Wu, who was on duty downstairs, brought them dinner. It was nothing special, just a simple lunch box. Yang Xiao and the other three thanked them but accepted it, but left it aside and no one ate it. They continued to eat bread and instant noodles. Ximen Xiu He also cleverly brought a lot of beef jerky and chocolate.

Zhuge Zhijie selected some dishes from each of the three lunch boxes and tested them with the reagents he brought with him.

No problem found yet.

"The captain is right, be careful when sailing." Ximen Xiu gnawed on the beef jerky. The beef jerky was too dry, so he ate it with the soup for instant noodles.

Yang Xiao put up his pillow and leaned on the bed, still thinking about what happened before, "Who will lead the support team? Is there anyone we know?"

"It's Huang Beibei." Zhuge Zhijie held the chocolate bar in his mouth and typed on the keyboard carelessly without looking back. "Beibei's surname is Huang?"

"Absolutely, she has a bad temper." Ximen Xiu returned with a smile.

Time passed quickly, and the sky turned completely dark. Yang Xiao's gun was under his pillow, ready for use at any time. He had a bad feeling that the period before the arrival of the support team would not be too stable.

"Zhijie, please contact Brother Wu downstairs every 15 minutes and let me know if anything happens."

"clear."

Near 9 o'clock at night, there was a sudden commotion outside the window. Yang Xiao asked Zhuge Zhijie and Ximen Xiu to stop messing around and turned off the lights in the room first. Yang Xiao walked to the window alone, hid his body behind the wall, and opened a corner of the thick curtains. Look outside.

A fire lit up in a building in the distance. The fire was fierce. Flames came out of three or four windows close together. The ominous premonition in Yang Xiao's heart finally came true. That building was the office building of the Qingfeng Patrol Department. , at this moment, many people gathered outside the building and were organizing to put out the fire.

"Send a message to Brother Wu and ask what's going on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Zhijie received a reply from Brother Wu who was stationed downstairs, "Captain, Brother Wu said that the fire was in Officer Meng's office. Also, the leader of the Qingfeng Patrol Department wants to see us. Let's go there right now." Go down."

Ximen Xiu raised his brows and immediately noticed something was wrong, "The office building has been burned down. If you are not busy organizing people to rescue materials, do you still have time to see us?

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"You guys stay, I'll go out and take a look." Yang Xiao also realized the problem. The other party's target was him.

And if he stays, it will only harm these two brothers.

Grabbing the gun, Yang Xiao pushed the door and walked into the corridor. It was quiet nearby. Without saying a word, Yang Xiao took out the Mingyi opera robe from his backpack and put it on first. With the opera robe on him, Yang Xiao felt much more at ease. Then he clenched the gun and came carefully. Go to the first floor.

Far away, I saw the light in the security room was on, and there was only one person. Judging from the back, it should be Brother Wu.

He was sitting on a chair, with his back to Yang Xiao, holding up a newspaper to read.

The next second, Yang Xiao took out the bronze mirror without hesitation, and his figure disappeared instantly.

This acting was too fake. There was a fire in the office building. It was just a matter of not going out to see it. I actually had the time to stay in the security room and read the newspaper.

After previous attempts, Yang Xiao was now much more familiar with the use of bronze mirrors. He quickly found the mirror in the security room and appeared behind it.

Through the mirror, Yang Xiao's angle was just right to see Brother Wu's side face. He saw his eyes wide open, veins on his forehead bulging, and his mouth slightly open, looking aimless. Yang Xiao also saw something on the neck of the corpse. Familiar black and blue handprints.

This reminded him instantly of the houses he saw in the backyard of Nong Fa Yi's house. There were similar fingerprints on the necks of the houses.

According to the forensic doctors who were present at the time, they concluded that these people were all strangled to death by themselves, and obviously Brother Wu was the same. It seemed that the evil cultivator who killed Nong Fayi's family and several nearby farmers was also here.

Yang Xiao used his bronze mirror to search the area, but found no ambush. He carefully walked out of the mirror in the security room and quickly checked Brother Wu's body. There were no scars left from the fight on his body. It is certain that he was killed by a sneak attack without any precautions.

But there should have been two people on duty, and there was still a young man missing. Yang Xiao hoped from the bottom of his heart that he could survive, but he also knew that this was almost impossible.

"Boom."

Suddenly there was a slight noise from the wardrobe in the security room. Yang Xiao reacted very quickly. He turned around and drew his gun and shot, "Bang bang bang bang!!"

Half of the magazine was emptied directly. Blood slowly flowed out along the gap in the closet. Yang Xiao got closer and opened the closet door suddenly. A corpse wearing the same clothes as Brother Wu fell straight out. Falling to the ground, it was the missing young man.

The young man's eyes were wide open, and his death state was exactly the same as that of Brother Wu. His palms were bent like claws and hooked on his chest. Several bullet holes in his body were still bleeding.

The bodies of both men were hot, and they had obviously just died.

Yang Xiao couldn't understand something. The other party wanted to lure him out, but there was no ambush nearby. Could it be that they just wanted to scare him with these two corpses?

Otherwise... the other party, like him, also has a way to hide his whereabouts. If so, it would be troublesome.

When Yang Xiao was briefly distracted, he didn't notice that the shadow of Brother Wu left on the ground behind him shook out of thin air, and actually began to extend weirdly in the direction of Yang Xiao. When it came into contact with Yang Xiao's shadow, something seemed to be moving quickly. Got in.

The next second, Yang Xiao's shadow squirmed strangely, and suddenly stretched out two hands and pinched his neck violently. As the shadow master, Yang Xiao stretched out his hands uncontrollably and pinched hard like a puppet on strings. Covered his neck.

The sudden attack caught Yang Xiao off guard, and at the same time he felt a strong sense of suffocation. In a daze, Yang Xiao saw several figures walking out of the dark corner of the hall outside the security room. There were 5 people in total. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a gray cloak. man.

But Yang Xiao couldn't figure it out at all. He had clearly checked there and found that there was no one at all. These people seemed to have come out of thin air from the shadows.

When his consciousness was about to collapse, Yang Xiao finally freed his hand and grabbed the green lantern from his opera robe. As the pale green light lit up, the ghost behind him instantly dissipated.

"No, catch him quickly!" The people outside the security room suddenly quickened their pace, preparing to rush in.

But after getting out of trouble, Yang Xiao followed his knees and rushed into the mirror.

When these people broke the door and rushed in, there were only two corpses left in the room. There was no trace of Yang Xiao anywhere. The middle-aged man in charge had a gloomy look on his face, and the ghost figure dispersed by the green disc player re-integrated under him, " Damn it, he actually has a magical weapon, but it was never mentioned in the intelligence!"

"Calculating it this way, plus the soul-capturing mirror, he has at least three magic weapons on him." The middle-aged man made a decision immediately, "Ding Yi, Ding Er, you go upstairs and get rid of the two people who came with Yang Xiao."

"Ding San, Ding Si, follow me. He just got the soul-capturing mirror. He must not be far away. He is in this building. We must find him."

"Remember, you can't kill him no matter what. This is the requirement from above. He is extremely compatible with magical weapons.

It is a rare flesh and blood container. "

After the middle-aged man gave the instructions, the people dispersed. Two young men wearing the same uniforms as the Patrol Office quickly went upstairs along the stairs. The other three people dispersed. The middle-aged man was in a group, and the other two were in a group. , searching for Yang Xiao from room to room along the left and right corridors.

At this moment, Yang Xiao had returned to his room. He first notified Zhuge Zhijie and Ximen Xiu to be careful, then immediately sent a report to the director, and then left again.

Through the mirror world, he had discovered that two people had come upstairs. What made Yang Xiao even more angry was that these people actually had the keys to the nearby rooms.

"Mr. Zhuge, Mr. Ximen, we are the investigation team of Qingfeng Office. There is danger in the building. We have been ordered to come to the rescue. Are you there?" In the corridor, two evil cultivators approached while testing, holding two handfuls of cold energy in their hands. A dense crossbow.

Yang Xiao's mind moved and he instantly came to a room that the two men had already inspected. He quietly opened the ajar door and appeared behind them without anyone noticing.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Yang Xiao shot in the back accurately and steadily, knocking down one person instantly, while the other person reacted very quickly. When he turned around, a crossbow arrow shot through the air, but Yang Xiao had already ran back to the room.

Another person cautiously came to the door of the room where Yang Xiao had just appeared. He was thinking of calling for support. The next second, he heard the door of the room behind him open.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

When the middle-aged man and two others who heard the gunfire ran up, they saw two shot corpses lying quietly on the ground, and the corridor was filled with blood.

Both men's heads were smashed, and they were obviously shot at close range.

"Kill those two first, they don't have guns in their hands!" The middle-aged man directed the remaining two people to go over, leaving him alone to deal with Yang Xiao.

One of the young men cautiously approached Ximen Xiu's room where the light was on, but as soon as he inserted the key, he saw the opposite door quietly open a crack.

"Bang! Bang!"

Because the distance was so close, the two shots were surprisingly accurate. One shot in the back and one in the back of the head. The young man holding the key didn't even make a sound and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened suddenly, and the young man holding a crossbow had already marked the preview point. As soon as Yang Xiao stepped out of the door, he nailed him to the wall with an arrow. The tragic deaths of his companions one after another had already begun. Let him ignore the order.

The next second, Yang Xiao flashed out from behind the door, and the crossbow arrow also shot out. Unfortunately, Yang Xiao slid out close to the ground. The crossbow arrow was positioned too high and missed, but Yang Xiao's bullets were like a rainstorm. It attacked and instantly beat the nearest young man into a gourd of blood.

But when he pointed the gun at the middle-aged man, the shadow at the man's feet suddenly stood up and stood in front of the man.

A few bullets hit the shadow like mud cows entering the sea.

Yang Xiao was stunned. This was the first time he had seen such a thing. Before he could change the magazine, the middle-aged man rushed over and kicked him hard in the chest.

Even though Yang Xiao retracted his arm and took a defensive posture, he was kicked away and fell heavily to the ground. The pistol and magazine were also released.

"Originally I wanted to spare your life because you don't know what is good for you." The middle-aged man approached step by step, and the ghost figure stood next to him. "It seems that I can only kill you. I can't bear the soul-telling mirror." Yes, but I will accept the other magic weapons you have."

The black shadow kept approaching Yang Xiao's shadow, obviously trying to repeat the same trick and strangle him to death. Yang Xiao couldn't figure out that there were guns and crossbows nearby, so wouldn't it be easier.

Even if he took out the ghost lantern to dispel the ghost, it was useless. The middle-aged man in front of him would kill him. Suddenly, a cold feeling came from his pocket. Yang Xiao seemed to have thought of something. At the moment when the ghost grabbed his neck, he took out the bronze mirror from his pocket. The next second, the middle-aged man felt his eyes blurred and Yang Xiao's figure disappeared instantly.

"You can run away, but can your friend run away?"

The middle-aged man seemed to know that Yang Xiao could hear him, so he turned around and tried to catch Zhuge Zhijie and Ximen Xiu who were hiding in the room to force him to show up. The door suddenly opened, and Ximen Xiu rushed out with Zhuge Zhijie, "Captain, don't be afraid, we are here to help..."

Before Ximen Xiu finished his words, he was kicked back to the room by the middle-aged man, along with Zhuge Zhijie behind him.

Just when a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes and he was about to kill him, the next second, the middle-aged man's figure disappeared instantly.

In the mirror world, Yang Xiao was breathing heavily. He didn't expect that he could pull the middle-aged man into the mirror world when he was anxious at that time. Unfortunately, he was not proficient in this strange power, and he didn't know where to teleport the man.

But fortunately, Ximen Xiu and Zhuge Zhijie was saved. He slowly got up from the ground. The severe pain in his chest was not a big deal, but the constant pain in his mind was the most terrible. The pull in almost drained half of his mental strength.

He didn't know how long he could hold on. The most urgent thing now was to find that guy and kill him as quickly as possible.

He returned to the real world first and picked up the pistol and magazine. With the gun in hand, Yang Xiao felt more at ease.

With his familiarity with the world in the mirror, Yang Xiao quickly found the middle-aged man. He was hiding in a room. Yang Xiao appeared behind him silently and fired first, but a scene he never expected appeared. The pistol jammed.

No, it wasn't jammed, it was more like rusted. No matter how hard he pulled, the trigger didn't move. He immediately smashed the useless thing against the man's face, and then With his backhand he took out the green lantern. This time Yang Xiao was determined to kill him. He would not leave alive today.

The ghost moved very fast in the dim room. Just when it was about to touch Yang Xiao's shadow, the green lantern appeared. This thing was extremely restraining to the ghost. After the green candlelight lit up, the ghost instantly disintegrated, but the next second,

the middle-aged man's fist arrived. Yang Xiao could not dodge in time and was hit in the chest. He stepped back a few steps and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The middle-aged man was obviously also a martial artist. This punch was powerful and heavy. The man took one step faster and faster. He quickly came up to him and elbowed him horizontally. Obviously, the next step was a top elbow. If he was hit, Yang Xiao's life would be over.

Yang Xiao used his last strength to twist his body and barely avoided this. Then he made a feint and aimed his left hand at the man's eyes. The move was too obvious. The man didn't dodge, but used attack instead of defense. He pushed away Yang Xiao's left arm and slapped Yang Xiao's chest with his palm.

Yang Xiao ran back, and he couldn't stand steadily, but it didn't matter. His goal had been achieved.

Yang Xiao raised his right hand and swung it at the man who rushed to him. The thousands of dust strands of the silver whisk in his hand floated in the air and gently swept over the man.

The flesh and blood collapsed in an instant, and the man's body fell apart and was disassembled in the air, like a basin of turbid blood water spilled out.

The body of the middle-aged man was spread out, and the dark space of more than a dozen square meters was densely covered with twisted bones and flesh, which were covered with dense blood vessels. The heart wrapped in green fascia was hanging alone on the frame of the iron bed beside him, and it was still beating.

The head, with half of the face integrated with the table, was facing the iron bed, just enough to see his beating heart. The mouth was wide open, and a desperate and terrifying roar came out.