Campfire Shelter

"interesting."

Colin didn't get angry. After all, there was no point in getting angry with a group of mentally disturbed people.

He was just a little curious about the possible mastermind.

From the current point of view, this group of people was instigated, and there may not be any supernatural elements.

Of course, it is not difficult to find out who is behind the scenes, but judging from the mental state of this group of people, it may take a lot of effort and a lot of time.

Remembering that this mission seemed to have a time limit, Colin wondered if the time limit had expired and they had achieved their goal?

‘You want to direct my attention to the traitor and use this to delay time? Is the traitor planning to blow himself up? ’

"An ordinary person would probably really want to find out who is behind the scenes and what is behind the scenes, but unfortunately, I have already got the most critical situation and know how to solve this incident. There is no need to play werewolves with them." jumping game. ’

Colin probably guessed something.

At this time, the alarm on the mobile phone suddenly rang.

He withdrew his eyes from the group of people in front of him, took out his mobile phone and turned off the alarm while looking at the time just set, it was eight o'clock.

"It's time to get moving."

Colin tilted his head and said to Hu Xiaoyuan beside him.

After saying that, he was ready to cross the crowd and leave the apartment directly.

"Don't leave!" A man stood in front of Colin with a ferocious expression.

If it weren't for the other members of the cleanup team who stopped him, he might have already rushed forward.

At this moment, after Colin looked at him, the man shouted with a red face:

"Anyway, you have to rescue me today, otherwise you won't be able to leave! Don't even think about being alive!"

"We don't care what you do! Anyway, we must save people first!"

"Otherwise, even if we die and become ghosts, we won't let you go!"

Others surged forward, emotional.

Their suppressed spirit for half a month finally found a way to vent at this moment, they lost their minds all of a sudden, they looked like crazy monsters, spit flying, it seemed that they would die if they didn't come as required.

Looking at the crowd above who wanted to come over to ask for kitchen knives, but was stopped by other cleaners with open hands, Colin sighed, took out a lens from his pocket, put it in the socket of his left eye, and stared at the crowd. .

He wanted to know which part of the human body would be least injured if hit.

After getting the answer, Colin put the analytical lens back into his pocket, raised the revolver, and pointed it at the one who yelled the loudest.

"Last warning, get out of the way." Colin said calmly.

"Come on! Shoot! Is it important to have a gun?! Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you! I risked my life today, but I don't believe you dare."

The man pointed at Colin, seemingly unafraid.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sound caused by the three flashes of fire was like a splash of cold water poured on the heads of the crowd, making them quiet for a moment.

Really fired? Hu Xiaoyuan turned her head blankly and met Ke Lin's eyes, but she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Because she suddenly noticed that Ke Lin's eyes were not like human eyes at the moment, but a pair of vertical eyes full of anger. The red light reflected in the vertical eyes was chilling - what kind of power is this?

"Don't worry, he's not dead." Colin responded calmly.

Three bullets were fired, one pierced the man's palm, and two "missed" and hit a TV behind them, leaving it covered with cracks like spider webs.

The man didn't feel any pain for the first time, only numbness from his hand, and then, when he regained his senses a little bit, looking at the bloody palm, he was terrified, and passed out unsteadily.

Without looking much, Colin walked towards the stairs. As he walked, he took out three bullets and filled them into the bullet slot of the revolver.

Hu Xiaoyuan followed behind Ke Lin in a daze. Although she knew that it was mentioned in the rescue rules that special actions should be taken at special times, she still felt shocked when she saw someone make a move.

However, correspondingly, after Colin took action, no one dared to take the lead, and no one said he would let them go.

The survivors present seemed to have finally regained their lost sanity, and their eyes became much clearer.

Colin was not surprised at all. If this group of people were really so fierce, why would they get angry at one of their own people present?

However, just when he reached the stairs, Colin suddenly remembered something, reached into his pocket, took out a kitchen knife and threw it out.

"No, you want the kitchen knife."

Colin threw the kitchen knife away like trash, and then walked directly downstairs without looking back.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to step forward to pick it up immediately.

"Mr. Lin, is this really suitable? Take that kitchen knife." Hu Xiaoyuan, who was half a head taller than Ke Lin, chased after him, bent slightly, and whispered in Ke Lin's ear.

If she read correctly, the kitchen knife was indeed the one that could easily chop down the black figure before.

"Heh, you don't really think I need a kitchen knife, do you?"

Colin smiled, and when he came to the gate, he took out a folded black engineer shovel from his pocket.

Hu Xiaoyuan, who was following behind, saw this and couldn't help being stunned again - where did the engineer shovel come from?

She clearly didn't see Colin carrying this thing.

But although she was curious, she didn't ask any more questions. She held a high-wattage flashlight in her hand and followed Colin out of the rental park where he was based.

"By the way, Mr. Lin, let's just go there without using a 'book of numerology'?"

Hu Xiaoyuan turned on the flashlight and asked curiously.

Generally, official personnel will use this kind of prop before taking action to test whether the following events will go smoothly.

It just looks like "Mr. Lin" has no intention of using it.

I want to use it too, but the problem is that I have to have it. You have all sold out the "Book of Fortune Telling" and I haven't bought any. Colin complained from the bottom of his heart, but there was no change on his face:

"'Book of Numerology'? I've never needed anything like that."

Need not? Hu Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment when he received this answer, but soon noticed one thing from the disdainful tone.

Among the three major official forces, the one that is most disdainful of the "Book of Numerology" is the "Shen Da" alongside it.

They use special means to invite "gods" to take over their bodies and gain strength.

Of course, this is not a real "god". Its power essentially comes from the cognition and ideological trends of the masses.

Specifically, it is a borrowing of a certain "idol" image that is generally recognized by people, rather than borrowing from the deceased who has been dead for an unknown number of years and whose nature is unknown.

Borrowers can only borrow from a few legal positive specific images approved by the government, such as Guan Gong, Zhong Kui, Chunyang Zhenren, Dragon King, etc.

When performing a mission, the specific items to borrow generally depend on local beliefs.

Different images to suit different occasions.

When "Mr. Lin" uses his power, his temperament suddenly changes, which is indeed in line with the characteristics of "God Fighter".

However, it seems that the object she borrowed does not match anyone she knows.

"Could it be that they are from the new overseas sect?"

Hu Xiaoyuan remembered that there had been an exchange and learning session between domestic and foreign ability users, and some new "images" emerged.

For example, the most famous one is "Newton" or something like that

This person is quite well-known all over the world, and has been officially made into a legal "image" for use by "Shen Da" practitioners.

but.

It doesn’t seem right. Is it a newly created “idol” created by the official government?