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Mu Qiu suddenly realized that the base composed of 2 people is more like a huge gathering place of survivors, and the number of awakened people must be even rarer.
The available combat power is far from being able to compete with the large number of terrifying zombies.
A horde of tens of thousands of zombies would easily overwhelm it. It's no wonder the Dongshan base was so impatient to send people for help.
Presumably, all the high-level executives present had already understood this situation, and Feng Jun's appearance did not cause them the slightest disturbance.
On the contrary, many people are quite respectful to He Anping, the battle captain of the Xilan base, and they are very flattering.
Even several combatants around He Anping who were also wearing tight uniforms were pulled over by many high-level officials to greet them.
The Xilan base is also a high-tech base with nearly [-] human survivors. Because of its special functions, it is highly praised by many human bases.
Its status in the human base is even higher than that of the Yuhai base.
Xiao Hanyan, who saw this scene in his eyes, was quite helpless, but he didn't say anything.
After all, the main purpose of the banquet tonight is to let the high-level officials of the three bases get acquainted first, so as to facilitate the subsequent battle deployment.
On the contrary, several awakened people from the Dongshan base were left alone, and no one cared about them.
The leader, Feng Jun, looked embarrassed and was a little restless.
At this time, Zhang Qingwei once again assumed the role of a benevolent person, and instead sat beside Feng Jun, asking about the current situation of Dongshan Base with a kind smile on his face.
Feng Jun was grateful, and told him about the severe situation of the Dongshan base with a sad face.
Zhang Qing pinched the rosary for his hand, listened carefully to the information he had already learned, and nodded frequently to express his sorrow from time to time.
At this moment, the meals that had been prepared were brought up from outside the door.
For the banquet tonight, the Yuhai Base obviously put in a lot of effort.
Silver cod, foie gras, sirloin steak, French grilled brulee, salmon and vegetable soup...
All kinds of high-grade ingredients that Mu Qiu could distinguish with his culinary expertise were placed one by one.
There was already a sound of swallowing saliva on the dining table, and pairs of eyes full of desire greedily looked at the delicious food on the table, salivating.
For these high-level executives in Yuhai, they have not eaten this noble delicacy for a long time...
Seeing the base executives in suits and leather shoes unable to hold back in front of so many delicacies, Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing.
There are still countless ragged survivors in the base who are still struggling to survive on the food relief.
In this luxurious hotel, there are a lot of high-level executives in suits and leather shoes enjoying delicious food.
While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.
It has to be said that this is a ridiculous mockery.
Mu Qiu didn't feel pity for those survivors, but felt that no matter what era they benefited from, it was always the top group of people.
If you really want to enjoy life, you have to stand at the top of this world.
Looking around, Mu Qiu finally remembered something was missing...
Among the high-level people in Yuhai, Mu Qiu did not see the figure of the white god of death——Ji Youfeng.
But Wang Dapeng, who is usually flamboyant, is also very calm today, puffing out smoke rings, as if waiting for something.
For some reason, Mu Qiu had a faint premonition that something would happen tonight...
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As night fell, the moonlight was shrouded in black clouds, and the Yuhai base was plunged into darkness.
The incomplete moonlight shone a faint light on a few areas, casting a strange haze on the entire base.
On a building in the outskirts of the base, a white figure appeared out of thin air, flashing past with a vague killing intent...
Chapter 167 Trap!hunted white killer
Under the night, a white figure suddenly flashed across the street illuminated by the faint moonlight.
The white figure galloped past the tall buildings like lightning, and came over a high-rise building in an instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, the white figure jumped onto the balcony of a certain high-rise building.
This room is the residence of one of Wang Dapeng's subordinates, one of the three leaders of the Yuhai base.
The moonlight shines on the ground through the clouds, shining on the high-rise balcony, and also reflecting the face of the white figure.
I saw this strange white figure was bound by white bandages all over his body.
The white bandages tightly wrapped the body, even the head was bound by the bandages, only revealing a scarlet eye with a strong murderous intent.
The balcony compartment is surprisingly a spacious bedroom, and a figure lying sideways can be vaguely seen on the big bed in the bedroom.
call--
The breeze blows from the side, blowing the swaying body of the bandage man, and the bandages scattered behind him flutter and dance.
In the next second, the bandage on the wrist of the bandager suddenly floated, and it struck forward like a swimming snake.
The originally soft bandage had a metallic luster on its surface, and its texture became like steel.
In an instant, the sharp bandage pierced and shattered the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, and the mysterious white figure galloped in.
Almost without stopping, the white figure manipulated the several feet long bandage to attack the figure lying on the side of the bed.
The bandaged man's one eye was full of overflowing killing intent and some kind of inexplicable perverted pleasure.
The bandage, which was as sharp as a blade and shone with cold light, pierced through the figure on the bed in an instant, and even tore apart the entire bed board.
But the strange thing is that the figure on the bed did not shed a trace of blood.
Even at the moment when the bandage pierced through the bed board, the figure that was torn apart along with the thick mattress gradually became blurred in the eyes of the bandage man.
Like a dissipated holographic image, the figure lying sideways on the bed disappeared without a trace in an instant!
This turned out to be an illusion!
The man in the bandage looked horrified, and before he had time to react, a gust of cold wind hit him, and the white figure in the bandage hurriedly dodged.
A pool of bright red blood splashed out in the air.
The man in the bandage reacted quickly and escaped the vital parts of his body, but a deep gash was still drawn in his waist.
On the waist and abdomen, the white bandage was stained red with blood, and the slight tingling sensation from the waist shocked the man in the bandage.
The bandaged man looked up to the dark corner on the other side of the room.
With a "click", the lights in the room turned on.
I saw several tattooed men with steel knives in their hands and grinning faces standing in the corner of the room!
"Finally caught you!"
One of the men with a sharp blade looked at the wounded figure with a tricky smile:
"Boy, these days, many people from our Dragon Club have been killed, have you figured out how to die?"
As soon as the words fell, several men radiated powerful fluctuations from their bodies, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a while.
And the bandaged figure standing not far away also recovered from the horror, and stood up straight, with a deep murderous intent in one single eye.
Groups of bandages suddenly appeared around him, floating by his side as if carrying life, ready to go...
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At the banquet, there were staggered toasts and cups, which was very lively.
He Anping, who was wearing a blue combat uniform, held a knife and fork in his hand, slowly dividing a piece of steak in a bowl.
Those on both sides, together with his blond and blue-eyed appearance, really looked like a luxurious gentleman.
"Speaking of which, why don't you see Gulong and Sun Wuyi beside Boss Wang these days?"
Zhang Qingwei suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Dapeng at the side, with a kind smile on his face, but his expression was quite meaningful.
A ferocious look flashed deep in Wang Dapeng's eyes, but he didn't show it on his face, instead he replied with a smile:
"They are still performing missions outside the base, and it is estimated that they will not be able to return for a while..."
Zhang Qing picked up the wine glass and took a sip, seemingly unintentionally said:
"It seems that the goal of this mission is not easy..."
"It's been an eventful time recently, and there are assassins appearing in the base. Boss Wang needs to make his subordinates be more careful."
"Director Zhang, don't worry, no one who dares to offend me has yet to be born!"
With a smile on his face, Wang Dapeng replied seemingly indifferently, but the hand holding the wine glass was full of veins...
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In the dead of night, somewhere in the street, the sound of glass breaking suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a violent shout came from the street, breaking the peaceful night.
"Quick, catch up to him!!"
"There he is, hurry up!!!"
I saw many tattooed men wearing revealing vests and holding sharp steel knives rushing out of a certain street, shouting continuously.
The noise instantly attracted many watching humans, and countless survivors came out of their homes one after another, waiting to see who was so bold as to provoke the Dragon Society in the base.
The tattooed man headed by the Rising Dragon Society held his shoulder, and there was a deep bone wound on it, and blood was still flowing at this moment.
The tattooed man's eyes were horrified, he could never have imagined that this bandage killer would be so difficult to deal with.
It was able to escape under the siege of several A-level awakeners, and even two A-level awakeners were killed by him.
Recalling the task assigned to him by the boss, if this bandage killer is really let go, with Wang Dapeng's personality, his fate can be imagined...
Thinking of this, the tattooed man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he shouted:
"He has been seriously injured and can't run very far, so I rush up and catch him, no matter whether he lives or dies, the boss will reward you!!"
After hearing this, the subordinates around him completely dispelled their worries, and chased after the white figure in the distance.
All of a sudden, gunshots, shouts, and the hum of locomotive engines resounded through the streets...
And the guard team in charge of patrolling in the base also quickly received the news. Hundreds of guards in black with live ammunition were ready to go and joined the ranks of hunting down the bandage killer.