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Being a doomsday cultist is actually a very dangerous thing.

Not only do they hide their identities from the outside world, they also hide their identities from each other, unless they are in a superior-subordinate relationship or an introduced relationship.

They spurn their identity, but are unwilling to let go of it, maintaining a little conscience amidst the madness.

The person sitting in the corner stood up from the ground, walked out of the door, and said calmly: "You can do whatever you want, I won't go through this muddy water anymore."

"Wait a moment!"

The person standing in front of the table said coldly: "No one can leave! This mission is a death order from above, and those who escape will be treated as prisoners."

The atmosphere in the room was suffocating. Both of them were masters of the Doomsday Cult. The one who was leaving was called "Dark Snake" and was extremely good at assassination. He almost killed the manager of Hekou Town before.

What allowed him to stay was the priest of the Doomsday Sect, who had the right to directly contact the upper echelons of the Doomsday Sect.

"So what, I've been sentenced, so I'm not afraid." Dark Snake sneered.

The priest stared at him and said in a deep voice: "You can give it a try. I can't guarantee what the result will be... I just don't want you to die in vain, and if extraordinary people want to move up, they can only

Fight for your life, don’t you want to take the next step?”

"When the time comes, I will cooperate with you. If I do it from the front and you do it from the shadows, we will definitely be able to kill him by surprise."

Dark Snake stopped and turned around and said, "Okay, you can give it a try. If it doesn't work for me, no one will be able to say anything by then. You can't force us to die, right?"

No one is greedy about the rewards of S-level missions. He is also greedy, but he is just more sober than others.

When things got to this point, he could give it a try, but it was just a try, and he wouldn't risk his own life.

People who can join the doomsday cult are selfish and only think about themselves. Who would risk their own life for no reason?

It's just that interests can often make people crazy.

…

There were quite a few people on the road. The gunfire just now had an impact, but it was not enough to disperse the crowd. There were even curious and bold people walking over there.

"Which way?"

Su Changxing looked at Xu Wenfeng aside and asked.

Although they had not found out the specific location of the doomsday cult's stronghold before, they had found a rough idea.

Xu Wenfeng gestured and said: "It's right in front. But since we are so exposed, they may have run away."

Su Changxing pondered and shook his head and said: "No, there are only a few of us. Why are they running away? How can they be afraid of us?"

Only then did Xu Wenfeng come back to his senses, thinking that these doomsday believers did not know that Su Changxing was here in person: "That's right, they are very courageous and will not run away."

Gu Xingrong only felt that these people were really courageous, but what puzzled him was that the doomsday cultists did not attack them along the way, except for the unlucky gunman at the beginning.

"Are those doomsday cultists really afraid?" He mumbled and followed, feeling much more relaxed. The relaxed attitude of Su Changxing and the others affected him.

Said.

A boy wearing an ill-fitting coat ran towards them from the street in front and shouted: "Brother Xingrong, there was gunfire over there just now, did you hear it?"

Gu Xingrong frowned slightly and said with a straight face: "Didn't I tell you not to come out? It's dangerous outside."

The little boy handed him a box and said, "This is the food my sister has prepared for you. I will bring it to you and go back right away."

"Is this your brother?" Xu Wenfeng asked.

"That's right."

Gu Xingrong nodded and said with a smile.

He was just about to open the box when he suddenly noticed something and immediately threw the box away.

The box exploded as it flew in the air, sending the old trash cans flying with it.

Fortunately, Gu Xingrong was thrown into a place with few people, so no one died and only a few people were injured.

Sudden explosion.

The little boy hadn't reacted yet, he just stared blankly at the messy scene, not understanding what happened.

"Why is there a bomb in the box?" Gu Xingrong looked at the little boy and asked.

The little boy shook his head repeatedly and said: "I...I don't know, this is what my sister gave me, and I sent it over."

Gu Xingrong's face turned gloomy, and he patted the little boy's shoulder to comfort him: "You go back first, no, I will go with you."

Gu Xingrong made an apologetic look to Su Changxing: "I have to go over and take a look."

After saying that, he and the little boy ran forward along the street.

"Shall we go?" Xu Wenfeng asked.

Su Changxing nodded: "Go over and see what's going on. It won't delay things."

As soon as they followed, they heard another explosion. A building not far away was blown up from the middle, and a large amount of rubble fell.

The continuous explosions filled the air with a strong smell of gunpowder, which was a bit pungent, but not unpleasant.

"Sister! My sister is in there!"

The little boy yelled, his expression a little broken, such an accident was overwhelming.

Gu Xingrong dug through the rubble with all his strength, trying to find the body.

In the smoke, a dark figure rushed towards him from upstairs.

Gu Xingrong reacted, pulled out the long knife from his waist, and raised it, not avoiding the opponent's edge at all.

At the same time, it can be seen that Gu Xingrong's paralyzed side face is densely covered with some black lines. Those lines are not fixed on his face, like small worms.

Gu Xingrong's whole temperament changed drastically, becoming darker and deeper.

At the same time, the strength and speed suddenly became faster.

At this time, he has at least the ninth level of strength.

Su Changxing could tell that these changes were caused by the belt on his abdomen. It was a mysterious item and probably caused the paralysis of half of his face.

"You want to kill even ordinary people. Do you still have any humanity? Just come after me!"

Gu Xingrong roared, full of anger, and pressed towards the opponent with a knife.

"I'm going to help."

Xu Wenfeng's body transformed into a ghost and he rushed forward.

Su Changxing watched from a short distance away and did not take action. If he did it casually, it would scare the fish away. He wanted to catch a big fish.

Obviously, these people were all here for him, and Gu Xingrong and the little boy's sister were just adding to the mix.

There was another gunshot.

Su Changxing turned his head to avoid it, and a bullet passed by his ear, leaving a medium-sized hole in the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the pistol from his waist, pointed it in the direction of the bullet, and pulled the trigger continuously.

Not just one person, but several people were there.

After the bullets were fired, there was no movement on the roof. There were only a few corpses. The common feature was that their heads were missing.

At the same time, a thin, shirtless man in the crowd stood not far from Su Changxing, suddenly raised his weapon and rushed towards him.

The distance is very close, and getting closer is just a blink of an eye.

There is more than one such person, there must be four or five. They have been waiting here for a long time, and there is even an Extraordinary among them.

It's just that this extraordinary person seemed to have hidden his energy fluctuations in some way, and even Su Changxing didn't discover it immediately.

The extraordinary man waved his hand, and a large number of small, icy particles like blades were shot towards him.

Such dense attacks are impossible to avoid.

Su Changxing was not prepared to dodge. He picked up the slender sickle with his left hand and slashed forward, then chopped all the tiny ice flakes into pieces.

Swiping left and right again, with simple and unpretentious movements, all those close to him fell to the ground, and their bodies were neatly cut off.

The scene was extremely bloody at one point, and the thin, shirtless man fell down while still standing on his feet.

The battle came and went quickly. In just a few seconds, Su Changxing's surroundings became quiet, which was a bit dull.

Everyone looked at him in fear, possibly even members of the Doomsday Cult, who were shocked before they even made a move.

"Why bother?"

Su Changxing looked at the corpses on the ground with a helpless expression.

There are a few people here who are extremely weak, just ordinary people who come here to be cannon fodder.

The battle on his side was over, but not on Xu Wenfeng's side, and two more people came out to fight with them.

But when those people saw the scene on Su Changxing's side, they suddenly wanted to retreat.

Gu Xingrong took advantage of the other person's distraction and pierced the man's chest with a knife, pinning him to the stones of the ruins.

Xu Wenfeng seemed to be extremely relaxed in dealing with the other two people. After his body transformed into a ghost, his speed became extremely fast, and pure physical attacks could only do limited damage to him.

He found the opportunity to pierce the neck of a masked man with a thin sword, but saw another man climbing through the window and trying to escape. As he was about to pursue him, he heard a gunshot, and the man's head exploded, and his body fell and hit the street.

"It makes no sense to want to run away."

Su Changxing put away his pistol and walked towards the ruins.

Only then did Gu Xingrong notice the corpses on the ground beside Su Changxing, and he was even more surprised.

"Thank you, sir, for coming to the rescue."

He thanked him, put away the knife, and the black lines on his face gradually faded away.

Su Changxing looked at him, then at the ruins, and said calmly: "There are no bodies and no one down there."

Gu Xingrong was stunned for a moment, obviously not believing it. He quickly dug through the ruins one by one, and indeed no body was found.

"She is from the Doomsday Cult! How is this possible?"

When he reacted, he was a little dazed. The situation in front of him was unexpected.

The little boy was a little panicked and said, "Yes, how could my sister be a doomsday cultist?"

How can it be?

Su Changxing guessed that this was the case and asked, "Is she an extraordinary person?"

Gu Xingrong looked struggling and said in an uncertain tone: "No, it shouldn't be, she is just an ordinary person."

"She must have been bewitched by someone from the Doomsday Cult, otherwise she wouldn't have done such a thing."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Su Changxing looked at his confused look and asked, "Is she your lover?"

"Yes…"

Gu Xingrong said silently.

now.

He was in great pain. He took it as his own duty to kill the doomsday cultists. He hated the doomsday cultists so much, and the people he loved the most were also the ones he hated the most.

Su Changxing asked calmly: "Do you want to come together?"

Gu Xingrong gritted his teeth and said repressedly: "Let's go together, if she is a doomsday cultist, I will kill her with my own hands."

The little boy heard this and shouted: "No, brother Xingrong, she is my sister, you can't kill her."

Gu Xingrong patted him on the shoulder: "I have my own principles and bottom lines as a human being, so just stay here."

The little boy asked with a look of disbelief: "Why?"

"There is no reason!" Gu Xingrong did not explain any more.

After a while, the sheriff came with his men. He was a bald, middle-aged man with a very strong build.

"So many people have died! These doomsday cultists are really hateful."

He looked at the corpse on the ground with an indignant expression.

Xu Wenfeng reminded: "These are doomsday believers."

"These are doomsday cultists... so many of them!"

The sheriff was obviously taken aback.

Xu Wenfeng said angrily: "What a coincidence that you guys came here just when we were finishing the fight."

When the Sheriff heard this, his expression changed, and he said with a cold face: "It will take us a while to get here. Brother, if you have any questions, you can just say it. There is no need to be weird."

Obviously, he behaved quite politely. If an ordinary person dared to talk to him like this, he would have been slapped twice.

He is the Sheriff, the superior person here.

It's just that so many people died here, it made his heart completely cold and he seemed quite afraid.

There is such a question here, so many doomsday believers have died, so who killed them?

Xu Wenfeng was not used to it and said bluntly: "Yin and yang weirdness? Okay, let me tell you straight, you just waited for people to die before coming here. No wonder these doomsday cultists are so rampant."

The Sheriff's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he shouted: "Brothers, take them down first, I suspect they are also doomsday believers."

After saying that, the people behind them surrounded Su Changxing and the others.

At this time, Gu Xingrong strode over and scolded: "Deng Zhibin, they killed these people. If you want to die, just do it."

He despised this fellow police officer the most, but he could not let him anger Su Changxing and cause a conflict between the two parties.

The Sheriff reacted immediately after hearing this, with a smile on his face: "Sir, Sir, it was all a misunderstanding, a mistake, a mistake."

"What do you want to do to the adults? Come back quickly."

Those who were about to surround him were stunned for a moment, and then retreated in dismay.

Although Deng Zhibin was not smart, he was not stupid either. He immediately thought of the identities of Su Changxing and others, and secretly cursed Gu Xingrong for not telling him in advance.

"Sir, these doomsday cultists are very rampant. It's very dangerous here. How about we change places?" Deng Zhibin asked tentatively.

Su Changxing looked at Deng Zhibin's change of expression and felt that this person was interesting: "We are going to find those doomsday cultists, how about you follow?"

Deng Zhibin's words of rejection came to his lips, but he found that he couldn't say them out. Su Changxing's eyes made him feel depressed: "But... yes, there is no problem at all."

This police officer named Deng Zhibin looks very timid, but he is an extraordinary person and seems to be pretty good.