A dull gunshot, and the two guards in front of the office building fell to the ground without saying a word.

The soldier in black rushed into the office building and launched a bloody massacre of the staff who were still confused inside!

Marcus raised the HK-416 in his hand, raised his hand and pierced a female white-collar worker's throat in the lobby, and issued a ruthless order to the four soldiers scattering behind him:

"No living."

As a member of the special forces who have been performing "dirty work" around the world all year round, the Cobra soldiers know very well that only by killing everyone in the building can they hide their true purpose.

After all, if someone finds out that he is coming to trouble with "Crawford Industrial Company", he will probably be targeted by the big guys behind the company. Disguised as an indiscriminate terrorist attack, it is easier to confuse the public. As for the escape route after the massacre, Marcus has already prepared it.

After a burst of strafing, more than a dozen office workers in the lobby on the first floor of the office building bleed down their bodies. The sound of sirens suddenly sounded in the building. The panicked white-collar workers rushed down the stairs, trying to escape from the building.

"No one upstairs can run away."

Marcus said as he took off the MG3 machine gun behind him, put it on the floor in front of the office hall, and swept the guys who were rushing towards the front door, making the office workers scream and retreat back into the corridor.

These office workers who usually sit in front of the computer have never seen this kind of attitude. Facing the fully armed "murdering monsters", they were almost scared and rushed towards the side doors on both sides.

"Get out!"

A man in a suit and ties brutally pulled the long hair of the woman in front of him, pulled her behind him, and rushed out of the hidden side door first. Before he could stand firm, he heard a crisp sound coming from his feet.

boom!

The choking white smoke enveloped the open space at the door, frightening the people behind it in an instant. A M18A1 "Broad Sword" mine was detonated by an office worker wearing glasses. The fragments and steel balls swept across the fan-shaped area in front, directly knocking the poor worm who had no time to dodge into a pool of minced meat and flew out ten meters away, leaving scarlet marks on the ground.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the man in glasses, everyone screamed and retreated again, and then they saw a figure slowly appearing in the white smoke created by the mine explosion.

"You...you are..." The woman standing in front made a shocked voice.

What appeared from the smoke screen was a silver-haired woman in a wheelchair. Although she had a gentle smile on her face, the barrels stretched out from both sides of her shoulders were rotating slightly.

The M134 six-tube rapid-fire machine gun poured over the unexpected firepower to the caught-up crowd at a speed of 3,000 rounds per minute. The "Killing Lady" passed through the corridors full of corpses in a wheelchair. The expression on her face seemed to be frozen, and she always had a kind smile.

"I'm sorry," she said.

While Maria was massacre, Marcus and the team he led had "cleaned" the entire first floor at a terrifying speed. For these long-standing killing masters, the combat effectiveness of ordinary office workers is completely unremarkable.

Putting away the machine gun, turning around and blowing the head of a middle-aged man who jumped from the second floor. Marcus replaced the HK416 in his hand with a new magazine, looked down at the bloody body at his feet, and looked up at the stairs with a expressionless face:

“Isn’t there anyone here that can be fought?”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a mess of footsteps coming from the stairwell and the sound of pulling the bolt.

"Um?"

Marcus turned sideways and saw several guys wearing pig-head masks appear at the entrance of the stairs, holding double-barrel hunting rifles with the barrel cut off in his hands.

Staring at the mask on the other person's head, Marcus, who had been expressionless all the time, raised his lips and showed a gloomy smile:

"The action begins," he said.

...

A gunshot came from below the floor, overwhelming a harsh sirens.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Lin Chi walked into the fourth game room quickly, walked around the large machine tied with barbed wire in the center of the room, and walked into the room next to him.

As I saw through the glass wall before, the room looked like a large garbage storage room, filled with blood-stained clothes, shoes, various handbags and jewelry. One of the earrings actually had half a human ear, which seemed to have been pulled off from a woman's head.

——His backpack and his ragged clothes were placed in the corner of the room.

For NPCs who do not master "space technology", the player's backpack is completely worthless. Even if they open the player's backpack, they cannot see anything.

However, once Lin Chi got the backpack, the situation was obviously different.

Lin Chi walked over in the bloody clothes on the ground, picked up his backpack and turned out of the cruel storage room, pulled out the tiger-tooth fighting saber and the "Dark Vulture" pistol, lowered his body and sneaked towards the open metal door in the fourth game room.

With his current attribute value, it is more reliable to use these two weapons. Those weapons that require high strength values ​​cannot be used with these thin bodies.

However, after the life-and-death challenge in the third game room just now, Lin Chi could feel that his muscles seemed to be in an excited state, and his attribute value seemed to have increased a little.

He opened the status bar and looked at his current attribute value. He immediately found that except for the lucky value that has not changed, the first three attributes have been greatly improved:

Character name: Countercurrent.

Position points: 0.

Prestige: 0.

Kills: 2.

Strength: 15 (10 for ordinary people).

Agility: 15 (10 for ordinary people).

Endurance: 15 (10 for ordinary people).

Luck: 14 (10 for ordinary people).

Lin Chi knew that the reason why his attribute value increased was perhaps because he had stimulated the potential of the virtual body after the "stimulation" just now. In this way, being caught in this ghost place could be considered a blessing in disguise.

So the question is, where is this place?

Since the phone had been thrown away for a long time, Lin Chi couldn't contact Dalian for a while. He walked through several extremely bloody "game rooms" and finally entered a corridor with dark light.

Judging from the game map, my location should be in a building in the west of Alvara City. It seems that the damn "No. 3" should have transformed this building into a slaughterhouse used to abuse victims.

"I'm pretty good at playing..."

Lin Chi said as he suddenly raised his right hand, raised the "dark vulture" seized from Tanya, opened fire at the end of the corridor, and fired all the bullets in three seconds.

Under his gaze, a man in white who looked like he had cut off his head and changed into a pig's head fell weakly to the ground, and sticky plasma slowly flowed out of more than a dozen bullet holes on his body.

"What's the matter, Pighead?"

Lin Chi bent down and took off the mask from the guy's head, revealing the sparse blonde hair on his head and a pale and hideous young face.

He fumbled on the young man's body but found no valuable props. He only found an ID card with a photo of the man's head and several lines of silver text on it.

Lin Chi ignored the irrelevant name of the cannon fodder, and just kept his playful eyes on the first line of text in the card:
Chapter completed!