Chapter 658: color

Chill comes from everyone's heart in the meeting room.
Xiang Jiantian looked at the surveillance camera in the corner of the conference room. The camera was on, but it was not recording. Ji Chengtao's hand pressed the alarm bell when he went to the table to notify the guards outside.
The crow on the edge of the window has not moved.
But it is definitely abnormal.
Zhuo Hua, Zhao Yichen and others all changed their faces. They made eye contact and were ready to act at any time, guns, spells, old seals.
But they discovered more and more that they seemed to be frozen by the air, and their hands and feet became slow ...
The spiritual consciousness vaguely felt that there was a fierce cold coming from all around.
At this time, Ji Chengtao pressed the alarm bell, but got silence.
As if they could see it, the meeting room was isolated and opened.
Heart suspicion, heart tightening, heart pain, heart fear ... The abnormal power, never knowing when it has invaded here ...
"Action ..." Ji Chengtao shouted decisively, trying to shout, but the voice was difficult and hoarse, as if dragging on with heavy objects.
Xiang Jiantian wants to draw out the gun from his waist, Zhuo Hua wants to read the spell, Zhao Yichen wants to print the old seal ... but all of them are stuck in the mud.
There was a sudden change along the window, and the black crow spread its wings, and the abyss-like bird's eyes seemed to burst out with fire.
Everyone saw that the night outside the window came in and twisted into a mass, and the crow transformed into a shadow with a huge wingspan shape. Above the shadow, a tall human figure appeared, as if projected by the shadow of the crow. , As if born of darkness.
The figure was dressed in a black leather robe, wearing a weird mask with a long, pointed mouth. It was Dr. Beak ...
The eyes that were not covered by the mask had a broken left orbit and a deep right orbit.
As soon as they saw it, their mood suddenly became more turbulent, and there seemed to be another familiar figure looming from it ...
But what is that? What strength, what creation, what reason ...
Is it a phantom or a substance?
At the time of all kinds of shocks, everyone saw the tall beak doctor again, extended his right hand from the robe, holding a black pistol in his hand, raised it, and pointed the muzzle at the side of the conference table. There was only coldness in the weird and inexplicable eyes.
"You ..." Ji Chengtao opened his mouth, still a few years old, his wry face was horrified.
Others do not know what he saw specifically, or what he meant to say, who are you? what are you?
boom!
A gunshot broke the silence in the conference room.
Blood splattered on the conference table, stained the desktop, and laptops and documents on the table.
Ji Chengtao's face is only half of it, and the other half was broken by a shot. The power of the pistol should not be so great, but it happened.
The face was vaguely fleshed, the body leaned back, and the whole body was trembling slightly at the beginning. It was a muscle reflex that had not been interrupted at the time of death, but within ten seconds, it was motionless and Ji Chengtao leaned back. Office chairs, blood and plasma are still shed.
The first minister of this special operations department died violently.
The complex expressions of surprise, anger, and fear spread rapidly to the faces of Jiantian, Tan Qinmin and others, but they still can't break free of the quagmire ...
They want to do something, but they can only watch the "Dr. Beak" move their right hand and also the muzzle ... Bang! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by a series of gunshots, Tan Qinmin's forehead was punched with a hole in the forehead, and blood was flowing like blood; Zhao Yichen was hit in the left eye, and the small half of the skull was crushed and flew away in the eye socket; Enter, the whole head exploded from ...
Before and after, this long conference table was painted in blood.
Some people fell on the table, and others leaned on the back of the chair like Ji Chengtao, but did not fall to the ground because of death.
The crippled and vague faces of these important people still have the horror of death, puzzled, unwilling ...
Of the eleven people at the conference table, only one person had yet to be shot. The old member of the spell department, Zhuo Hua.
Xiang Jiantian fell on the floor, he got a gun in his mouth, half of his face was missing his chin, but his brain was not extinguished, his hands were still instinctively crawling ...
Zhuo Hua stared blankly at the "Dr. Beak", not knowing why, but actually remembered a man, a man who had died. Maybe because the figure was too similar, maybe it was my own ... psychopathic ... Zhuo Hua mourned: "Doctor Gu, are you? I didn't think ..."
boom!
Before pleading, the blood spewed out of Zhuo Hua's head, banging, Zhuo Hua fell forward on the conference table, and there was another pool of blood.
Doctor Gu?
Xiang Jiantian still has a little consciousness, as if he heard the name ... he seems to crawl on the floor ...
His eyes gradually disappeared, and he saw a black shadow in the shape of a crow on the ground in front of him, and took a step forward.
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boom!
There was another gunshot.
Most of Xiang Jiantian's head was cut off by a bullet, and his whole body twitched slightly.
This meeting room is also back to death, only the wind and wind blowing the curtains.
The figure of Dr. Beak turned and walked back, withdrawing the pistol into his robe with his right hand, not caring about the surveillance camera in the corner of the wall.
Above the window edge, the human figure and the black shadow of the crow gradually blurred and re-condensed into the black crow, which spread its wings to the night outside and went away.
In the conference room behind it, there was more and more blood flowing from the eleven corpses to the ground, as if to soak it here and soak it into a river of blood.
Dead silence, dead silence, after a while, the dead silence was broken with a bang, the door of the meeting room was broken from outside, and then there were guards who broke in with a rushing tactic, and their automatic rifles were aimed at the surroundings, but Immediately stunned by the blood ...
There was no strange power in the meeting room, and there was only a dark night outside the window.
The guards looked around blankly, horrified, and turned around ...
You don't need to go up for any vital signs examination, and you know that these high-level departments with vague flesh and blood are already ...
"Request for support, request for support ..." The captain of the guard called weakly, reporting with confusion, and his stiff gaze swept over a dead body, "Minister Ji, to the captain, they ... they all died ... all, Seems to be shot, shot ... "
The silent guards didn't know what this huge change meant for the Special Operations Department and the Tianji Bureau.
Just before the mobile task forces dispatched by various departments of the headquarters headed for Qing'an City,
The eleven core senior executives of the Special Operations Department were annihilated by unknown forces ...