Corridor Of Creatures

"Okay, they're leaving, let's meet on the other side."

Qi Mengshang heard the old man's voice and waved to Xinglian, "Follow me." There was a secret lock leading down in the corner of the cellar. Qi Mengshang found the golden key from his pocket and inserted it at the right spot. Go in.

"By the way, Xinglian, why are you here?"

"I was hiding underground when I was in danger. I saw the right moment when I came out and met you."

"That's really fate."

As the secret door banged, the dust was not flying as expected. The bright light inside shone out, and the humming sound of the machine came out.

"What's in here?"

"You'll know when you come in, don't worry," Qi Mengshang turned back and smiled as he walked, "There's no danger."

Meeting a companion is indeed a happy thing, but Qi Mengshang's smile made Xinglian feel cold inside. She had never interacted with Qi Mengshang, was she like this on weekdays?

"You two, here we come."

The old man from the knife forging shop had already appeared on the chair in front of the two of them. Looking at the precision machines in the entire room, Xinglian's eyes gleamed.

But he calmed down quickly. How could the old man know that there were two people coming? Or is there actually another person here besides Qi Mengshang?

"Miss Xinglian, I have received the news from the leader that you are here, so you don't have to be suspicious of me."

The old man explained, and then with a wave of his hand, he transferred part of the information on the holographic image to Xinglian for confirmation. There was an attached Ace of Spades in the corner of the model.

Fu Xi, who was still underground, smiled and walked out of the negotiation room with Wei Ying, "Next, I'll take you to see inside the organization."

"Wait, where is Xinglian?"

"Don't worry," Fu Xi shook the monitor in his hand. On the screen was a small spider stuck on the inside of Xinglian's collar. It is mysterious and often represents art, "I have been watching you."

"So are you also from Fu Xi's team?"

"Of course, Miss Xinglian. Also..."

A sword was casually thrown over by the old man. It looked like it was Wei Ying's sword. Xinglian caught it steadily, and the old man explained: "After all, we are companions, so I will give you another piece of news."

The black chair slowly turned around, and the old man crossed his hands against his chin and smiled softly, "As for the Divine Sword and Iletea, our people have already gone to pick them up. You will be able to meet them soon, and, Others are now under investigation."

The old man turned around again, activated all the surveillance equipment on the street, and transmitted other data to the underground organization.

"Is this the only information transfer station you have?"

"Of course not, little girl, in order to achieve something big, it's impossible not to make more preparations."

He was thinking about talking about something else, but Qi Mengshang frowned and looked at the surveillance camera with some hesitation, "Where are these surveillance cameras located?"

"Except for the lord's palace here, all other areas can be mobilized within an hour if needed."

"What about this area?"

The old man looked in the direction of Qi Mengshang, "Oh, that place is in front of my house."

Xinglian also came over and looked at the crowd that had gathered again on the surveillance camera, "Why didn't they disperse?"

"Ah, are you still here?"

The old man looked over in disbelief. The picture was indeed what Xinglian said. The crowd still hadn't dispersed. There was something wrong with the machine. A cold feeling came from behind the old man. He gasped and his heart beat uneasily. "Quick, hide!"

After grabbing a spare piece of waste paper and hurriedly leaving the basement, the old man locked the secret door, scattered several jars of pickles all over the cellar, and then walked back into the room dirty.

As soon as his head emerged from the cellar, a gun was pressed against the old man's head, and he scolded him angrily, "Old man, why didn't I hear you mention that there is a cellar at home?"

Seeing that the other party was getting angry, the old man knelt down and begged for mercy, regardless of his face, "Oh, Master Jun, look at my memory. Didn't I plan to inform you?"

"Notify us?" The other party kicked the old man to the ground and shook the small electromagnetic device in his hand. "If it hadn't been for the anti-monitoring equipment given by the military advisor before, I would have been dodged by you this time. , right, old man?”

"Master Jun, where are you talking?" The old man took out a piece of waste paper, which was densely written with words. "Really, I am an old man. There is no need to offend you for this thing."

"What's this?"

"Some data on the criminals you hope to arrest, is this enough to prove my loyalty?"

The two people looked at each other, and the old man frowned slightly, "Even if you don't believe me, you can search again, right?"

The gun was pointed at the old man's forehead again, "I'm warning you, don't play tricks, or I will kill you!"

"Yes Yes!"

He approached the other party respectfully, waved his right hand and motioned for them to walk in, "Please."

"Keep searching! Don't miss every corner, do you hear me?"

"yes!"

The troops took action again. A dozen of them broke into the backyard and found the secret door against the wall. "Boss, find a secret door!"

"Okay! Old man, I'll go take a look first, and I'll come back later to take care of you!"

"Yes Yes!"

"You guys, keep an eye on him!"

The moment the army entered the backyard, after watching the black shadow above the window leave, the old man turned his back to the other soldiers and smiled coldly.

"Old man, why are you laughing!"

"I, no, no, the military masters must have heard wrong."

"It looks like you're doing pretty well."

"So-so, are the military masters interested in it?"

"What, you want to send us off?"

"Of course... As a funeral gift before his death, how could I refuse?"

He tore off the disguised mask and took off his old man's coat, revealing the exact same royal attire as Fu Xi's. The white scarf wrapped around his neck loosened and flew into the sky.

As he pulled his hands back, the silk threads attached to the tips of his ten fingers cut the necks of everyone present. "What a pity." In just a blink of an eye, the body that had been broken into eight pieces fell to the ground. He quickly walked toward Go to the back door.

The people in the cellar heard the noise and just walked back. Before they could ask questions, they heard some noises coming from behind. When they saw the captain's body falling from a secret door, they all stopped talking. Dare to move.

"Good night, everyone!"

...

"Come out, Qi Mengshang, Xinglian."

The original old man changed his appearance, stood over the corpse, smiled heartily, and re-wrapped his white scarf, "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the second leader of the underground organization - Yi Qiongwen."