I am A Villain

"one two three four"

Luo carefully listened to all the sounds on the first floor and confirmed the number of people on the first floor.

There is not much difference from his expected situation. Counting these, there are eight people in the whole building.

After being strengthened by the symbiote, his hearing sensitivity has increased several times than before. Some subtle sounds that are almost negligible can be easily captured and recognized by Luo.

After confirming the general situation, Luo did not wait much.

Although the weapons held by these people are much stronger than those of the pistols upstairs.

But for Luo, there is not much difference between a rifle and a pistol.

Because they have no chance to pull the trigger.

So firepower is not within his consideration.

"Swoosh!"

There was a gentle breeze blowing in the quiet and dark hall.

Accompanying the sound of clothing rubbing.

There were two people sitting on the sofa, one of them was the one who had just talked to others through the communicator.

The remaining two men carried rifles, one guarded at the front door, and the other stood by the window.

No one found where the cold wind came from.

Before the leader on the sofa had time to ask, he heard the sound of a sharp object tearing through the air. The next second, the two of the front door and the window fell down.

He was so scared that he quickly dropped the communicator in his hand and reached out to touch the pistol in his waist.

At the same time, he turned his attention to his teammate sitting beside him.

In a panic, he didn't even pull out his pistol smoothly.

And just when he wanted to remind his teammates, he was shocked to find that the face of the teammate who was sitting beside him was facing him.

The teammate's expression was dull and numb, without a look.

The scalp is tingling, the teammate's face is turned around, but the body remains the same, still holding a rifle in his hand

The man was trembling with fear, and the pistol that had been stuck in the holster could not be pulled out.

He wanted to call his teammates upstairs loudly, but after opening his mouth, he found that there was no one sitting on the sofa opposite him.

And after the other party slowly raised his head, he was completely scared to scream.

Monsters are definitely monsters.

At that moment, all the horror films that had seen him from small to large had the mental shadow on him. All these things can no longer bring him a sense of fear after adulthood, but at this moment The man nearly six feet tall was shocked.

For him, it was just in the blink of an eye.

A few men around me died silently in the last second.

There is no sign, even the process is omitted.

It's as if the Grim Reaper passed by and harvested their souls directly.

At this time, the man sitting on the sofa opposite him looked like a **** of death.

Black hood, black trousers, with eerie blue light in his eyes, his face covered with the same glowing blood.

From a modeling point of view, Luo is now estimated to have a scythe less than the shape of Bleach

Looking at the monster that suddenly came like a ghost, the leader shivered uncontrollably.

"Are you sure you have to pull out the pistol, and then I twisted my neck, or did we say we can talk calmly first?"

Luo said to the dog-like waste in front of him.

Perhaps it was excessive panic that left him in a trance for a short period of time, as if he didn't hear Luo's words, and still kept his original movements.

"Hey%"

Luo sighed and reached out to turn on the table lamp on the table next to the sofa.

Warm lights filled the entire hall.

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"Is it all right now?"

Under the light, Luo returned to normal, and there were no blue blood vessels on his skin.

After seeing Luo recover as a normal person, the leader was somewhat calm.

"Ok, tell me now, who sent you here er who sent you to die."

Luo took off the hat on his head and asked the man in front of him.

After all, the weather is still relatively hot. Luo also sweated a lot after wearing this sweater

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But it seems that this leader has not completely recovered from the panic just now.

He still didn't respond to Luo's question.

"If you don't speak, I can only kill you directly."

Luo raised his eyebrows and stared at each other.

Hearing Luo's words, it can be regarded as a recovery.

"Jessica Custer!"

"We are his people"

"we"

"All right, I know."

Luo nodded and stood up.

One-handed hit the opponent's throat!

Sitting on the sofa again, Luo took out the communicator and dialed Zac's number.

"Yes, it's all done. It should be the man who killed me today."

"Okay, then I don't have to hide in the garage." Zac's voice came from the communicator.

"There are eight bodies here, how to deal with it?" Luo asked Zac.

"Uh, so, the person from Corey just contacted me. The weapons and equipment we ordered are already on the way." Zac said.

"Em then?"

"Can we ask them to transport the body back," Zac said with a grin.

"It makes sense." Luo nodded. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

I chose the channel of the variety show that every family would watch at this time in the past.

"You see, the customer is God, we are now the God of Corey, God wants them to transport the body back, they certainly will not refuse, right."

Zac's voice came from the communicator.

"Okay, do what you say."

Luo nodded.

After all, he is too lazy to clean up these eight dead people, and at present, it is not easy to say whether these people are Jessica Custer or not. According to Luo, the probability that these people are directed by Corey is relatively large Otherwise, after all the people were killed, they contacted Zac and said that the arms began to be delivered.

But in fact for Luo, it is not very important which forces sent them out.

It is best to spread the matter about the eight people killed tonight.

There will not be too many rotten fish stinky shrimp to do things later.

After all, before you come, you have to weigh it first, will it become the same as these eight people tonight.

"This show"

Luo looked at the TV and muttered softly.

"What program?"

Zack asked.

"A spicy chicken show, I don't know why the kid can laugh so happy"