From Prisoner to Si Chen

Under Jilan's instructions, Mo Weiwei and Buweige left quietly.

Under the wall outside the red brick factory building, only four of Jilan's people were left.

"Haldane, Celine, what alchemy supplies do you two carry?"

Ji Lan glanced at the two heavily guarded buildings and asked casually without looking back.

Haldane and Celine quickly replied in low voices.

There are alchemical explosives for attacking fortifications, gas bombs to cause coma, bulletproof protective gear, cloaks to hide the body, etc.

These are some of the products they independently produced and developed through the drawings they collected and with the power of “artisan” nature.

Ji Lan hummed and looked away.

"The leaders and senior officials of the Blood Harbor gang should be hiding in the underground miasma shelter. Before confirming the information, we should not alert the enemy, so it is best to approach the target by sneaking in and then behead him."

"Understood, Mr. Gillan."

Haldane and Celine nodded.

With that said, the two of them each took out a storage item.

Haldane's is a palm-sized iron box, while Celine's is a canvas tote bag.

Jilan quietly activated his level 4 "player" ability "Guidance Prompt".

His eyes were half-closed, and he entered a sleepwalking state of half-asleep and half-awake, and then the "Apocalypse Dream" started.

Whether it is an iron box or a handbag, colorful words appear in his sight.

These two items are similar to Jilan's alchemy leather pocket. They are mysterious items that fold space and have the function of portable storage.

Haldane took out a roll of black "tape" from the iron box and said:

“This is ‘sound-absorbing cloth’ that muffles sound.”

Celine pulled out several sets of translucent "raincoats" from her handbag and explained:

"Putting on this kind of cloak can mimic the environment and hide the figure from the visual level. It is extremely difficult to detect with the naked eye."

"Very good." Jilan picked up the two alchemy products and looked at them for a while, then praised them.

Haldane and Celine were both smiling.

Not for a moment.

Buweige and Weiwei returned one after another.

After listening to Weiwei's explanation, Ji Lan had a general understanding of the underground miasma avoidance system. But Little Familiar focuses on telling that there are many powerful characters in the deepest part.

It didn't dare to get too close, so it just observed it from a distance and then returned.

"One of the guys almost spotted you and made you feel really scary?"

Ji Lan asked Weiwei on her shoulder.

The little familiar nodded heavily and said quickly:

"Yes, Master. The guy's skin is very white, and he is also carrying a strange double-barreled shotgun with a sword embedded in the middle of the barrel... He gives me the feeling that he is more powerful than Pan Shen."

When everyone heard Weiwei's words, they felt strange because they had never heard of the so-called "God Pan".

Gillan looked thoughtful.

He has experienced the film world and knows very well that Pan Shen is stronger than the average level 3 mystic.

As a devil, Weiwei has a keen perception, and its judgment rarely makes mistakes... In this case, there is a strong man with more than level 3 strength in the Blood Harbor Gangster's lair.

It's hard to say whether it was Kuze, but Kiran didn't feel nervous because of this information.

Quite the opposite.

After Jilan was promoted to level 4, before he had time to test his strength, he was worried that he could not find an opponent.

'do not let me down……'

Ji Lan secretly thought.

Immediately afterwards, he read through the small book handed over by Buweig. Not only are the structures and floor plans of the two buildings drawn with black simple drawings, but the distribution of personnel and various information are also recorded in detail with red pens.

Even the general strength of each person is briefly summarized. Except for a few enemies who need attention in the building on the right, they are just ordinary people.

After reading the information in the notebook, Gilan had a clear understanding of the situation in the two buildings.

He couldn't help but raise his brows and turned to look at Buweig more. It seems that this guy was not without merits if he was selected by the Secret Cult to join the "Thorns" reserve team.

Noticing Gilan's gaze, Buweig lost all his initial arrogance. Instead, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Gillan, is the information not detailed enough?"

"No, well done."

Ji Lan closed the small book, put it in his coat pocket, and said calmly.

"I take back what I said before, Buweg."

The long-haired young man was startled.

Immediately, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The last trace of arrogance hidden in his heart disappeared inexplicably at this moment.

"Putting on this invisibility cloak that Celine made and wrapping Haldane's tape around our wrists and ankles, we were ready for action."

Gillan gave an order, then took the lead in putting on the translucent "raincoat" and wrapped the black "tape" around his hands and feet.

He tried to move his hands and feet, but was surprised to find that he didn't make any sound.

No, to be precise, the sound was absorbed by that magical black "tape", so it seemed like it was silent.

Ji Lan turned his head and looked at the other four people who were already dressed, and found that they seemed to be integrated with the environment.

If I hadn't sensed people, I wouldn't have been able to "see" the four people standing in front of me.

"Very well, follow me."

Ji Lan nodded with satisfaction and spoke.

Although the human voice was also absorbed by the tape, it could not be completely covered, so Haldane and others could still hear it vaguely.

Gilan lowered the hood of his raincoat, lowered his head, and walked toward the building on the right.

The Haldane four followed closely behind.

On the second, third and rooftop floors of the building, a dozen gang members wearing anti-miasma masks were looking around with guns drawn, but they failed to notice anyone passing under their noses.

Like invisible ghosts, the group of people slipped into the building silently.

After Gillan led the team into the first floor, he noticed two men sitting at a table in the corner chatting, with a black semi-automatic rifle leaning at their feet.

This obviously belongs to the category of contraband, most of which are arms secretly traded by the Parliament to the Blood Harbor gang.

Gilan ignored these two guys and led the team past them and continued inside.

According to Buweig's intelligence book, Gilan learned that a mid-level cadre was assigned to each of the two "outposts" outside the underground miasma shelter.

The cadres of the building on the right are located in the second room on the left on the second floor.

He went straight up the stairs to the second floor.

Then arrive at the door of the target room.

Gillan gestured.

Because of the contract, Weiwei easily understood what her master meant and immediately flew in through the wall.

Soon, it came back from the wall and whispered:

"Master, it's confirmed. There are indeed nine people inside."

Ji Lan raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Tuk Tuk.

"Come in."

A rough male voice came from inside.

Gillan pushed the door directly.

Creak——

Everyone in the room looked at him, but were shocked to see that there was no one outside the door.

"Um?"

The burly bearded man sitting on the sofa frowned.

A breeze blew.

The next second.

Poof! !

A man leaning against the wall on the left clutched his throat and fell to the ground.

The bearded man's pupils shrank and he stood up reflexively.

But the weird things are not over yet.

Poof!

Puff puff puff! !

The gangsters in the room all had their throats cut inexplicably, or fell to the ground clutching their left chests where their hearts were.

"Damn! There are enemies!"

The burly bearded man made a quick decision and jumped directly onto the coffee table on the side of the sofa, reaching out to press the round button under the table.

However, his hand was broken off at the wrist in the next moment.

bass--

The bearded man groaned and fell to the ground, covering his bloody hand. The severe pain and the strange things in front of him made his face full of panic.

Invisible enemy? !

laugh! !

A cold light flashed, and his vision fell into darkness, and he didn't know what happened from beginning to end.

The door closed with a click.

Haldane stood in the doorway, pulling down the hood of his raincoat to reveal his head.

"Mr. Gillan, what do we need to do next?"

"You four, search the room and see what you find."

Gilan also pulled down his hood, turning a blind eye to the blood and corpses all over the room, and sat on the sofa.

The four reservists all obeyed the order and began to carefully search every corner of the room.

Jilan, on the other hand, bent down and stretched out his hands, playing with the body of the strong bearded man. After looking at his face, he pinched his arms, thighs and other parts.

The four Haldane looked at each other in confusion.

Could it be that this senior No. 001 has some strange hobbies...

The next second.

All four of them were stunned.

Immediately his pupils shrank sharply.

I saw that the tall and handsome blond young man was transforming into a strong bearded man at a speed visible to the naked eye!

There is no difference in height, body shape or even skin color!

"This guy is a middle-level cadre of the Blood Harbor Gang. With his appearance, he can sneak into the underground miasma shelter more easily."

Ji Lan stood up from the sofa despite his bearded appearance.

His original height of 1.9 meters shrank to about 1.8 meters, but his expression remained calm and indifferent.

"You just stay here and wait for me. If anything happens, I will contact you via radio."

Gillan said, taking out four miniature headsets from his pocket and throwing them into the hands of Haldane and others.

Immediately, he took off his raincoat, untied the black footsteps from his hands and feet, and walked out of the room in a big way.

The four people left behind were silent.

But they were all shocked in their hearts.

This ability to change his appearance, coupled with the rumors, made them sure of one thing... Guillain Iros is indeed taking the path of "director" in February.

But the question is, how can his actual combat ability be so strong? !

This is completely inconsistent with the laws of the occult field!

…

…

Red brick factory building, underground miasma shelter.

The structure of this miasma shelter is completely different from that of the military area, and appears more winding.

The walls were covered with intricate pipes and wires, and the light was dim except for a few dim electric lights hanging in the corners.

There are no decorations visible on the gray and black cement walls, only some cobwebs, cracks and dust, revealing that a long time has passed since this miasma shelter was built.

There is a huge iron door in the deepest part.

In the center of the secret room behind the iron door, there are two rows of black leather sofas. On the metal tables and shelves facing them, many square-headed monitoring screens are placed or hung. The wiring behind them is dense and messy.

There were eight or nine figures in the secret room. The leader was sitting on the sofa. He was a thin, bald man wearing a leather jacket with a fur collar.

There are complex tattoos on his forehead and top of his head, which seem to be a religious painting.

"Brother, how long are we going to stay here?"

A man wearing a jacket stood against the wall, smoking a cigarette, and asked in a deep voice.

"The miasma is getting stronger now. Even if it has no effect on us, our brothers can't stand it..."

"Don't worry." The bald man on the sofa said lightly. "The No. 7 Golden Army needs more experimental materials."

He glanced at everyone present.

"No one knows their research results better than us... Without those people, how could we obtain the mysterious power that surpasses mortals?"

"People should be grateful."

"Grateful..."

The high-ranking officials of the Blood Harbor gang present all lowered their eyes. Although they thought this reason was ridiculous, they did not dare to refute it out loud.

Because everyone knew the boss's character.

The other party said this, but it did not mean that he thought so.

But he must never say it out loud.

"The council of Shenqiu Town is full of good-for-nothings, not worth worrying about, and the military is even more difficult to protect itself... The longer we stay, the more freedom we can enjoy."

The bald leader said softly.

"The Empire is already hostile to the Federation, and now the miasma disaster has come, exacerbating the conflict. When the No. 7 Golden Force completes its research, we will leave here together."

"But..."

Another man with a ponytail sitting on the sofa hesitated.

"What about the Empire Gravediggers? The No. 7 Golden Force asked us to cause some trouble to those guys, but the problem is that if we really anger them, we may not be able to resist."

"Don't worry."

The bald leader lit a cigarette, puffed out a puff of smoke, and said lightly.

"Everyone has undergone the second transformation of the army. In the words of Major General Claudemir, we all have super-limit-level strength."

"If we really fight, it's not certain who will win or lose."

"What's more, there is James."

Hearing the name "James", the gang leaders present turned their heads and looked behind the boss.

A tall and thin man with pale skin and messy white hair was standing there.

His facial features were ordinary, his eyes were indifferent, and he also carried a double-barreled shotgun with a sword embedded in the middle of the barrel on his back.

"James is one of the few 'humanoid family' who has undergone the third transformation of the No. 7 Golden Army. The alchemical power, the Autumn Sorrow parasite and the flesh are perfectly combined, which is far from the effect of taking the 'blood pill'."

The bald man laughed.

"Even the gravedigger of the empire is definitely not James' opponent."

Dongdongdong.

At this time, the iron door of the secret room was knocked.

Everyone stopped talking.

"Who?" The bald man narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.

"It's me, big brother."

A rough voice sounded outside the door.

The single-tailed man who spoke earlier glanced at the surveillance screen and frowned:

"It's Shadick... He is not on the sentry post on the surface, what is he doing here?"

The bald leader had no expression on his face and was silent for a few seconds.

He suddenly raised his hand, signaled to the white-haired man behind him, and said coldly:

"James, kill the guy outside the door."