Chills rose from the hearts of everyone in the meeting room.
Xiang Jiantian glanced at the surveillance camera at the corner of the room. The camera was on but it was not recording. Ji Chengtao's hand reached out to the table to press the alarm bell to inform the guards outside to come in.
The crow on the windowsill did not move.
But there was definitely something wrong with it.
Zhuo Hua and Zhao Yichen's expressions shifted. They communicated with each other through their eyes. They were ready to move at any moment. Gun, spell, Ancient Seal.
But they soon realized they were frozen by the air. Their movements became sluggish …
His psychic consciousness also vaguely sensed a sharp chill closing in on him from all directions.
At that moment, Ji Chengtao pressed the alarm button but all he got was silence.
They seemed to see that the meeting room had been isolated from the outside world.
Their hearts clenched, their hearts ached, their hearts were filled with fear … The abnormal power had somehow infiltrated this place …
"Move …" Ji Chengtao shouted decisively. He wanted to shout, but his voice was hoarse with difficulty. It was as if he was dragging something heavy as he staggered forward.
Xiang Jiantian wanted to pull out the gun from his waist, Zhuo Hua wanted to chant the spell, Zhao Yichen wanted to use the Ancient Seal … but everyone felt like they were stuck in a swamp.
Suddenly, there was a change at the windowsill. The crow spread its wings and its abyss-like eyes seemed to glow with fire.
Everyone saw the darkness outside the window rush in and twist into a ball. The crow then turned into a huge shadow in the shape of a wing. Above the shadow, a tall human figure appeared. It seemed to be projected from the crow's shadow, but it also seemed to be born from the darkness.
The humanoid figure wore a black leather robe and a strange mask with a long beak. It was the birdbeak doctor …
The pair of eyes that was not covered by the mask, the left eye socket was broken and the right eye socket was dark and serene.
When they saw it, their emotions churned. There appeared to be another familiar figure flickering in and out of sight …
But what was that? What power, what creation, what origin …
Was it an illusion or a physical form?
Amidst the shock, everyone saw the tall bird-beaked doctor extend his right hand from his robe. He held a black pistol in his hand. He raised it and pointed the muzzle at the conference table. There was only coldness in his strange and inexplicable eyes.
"You …" Ji Chengtao opened his mouth. His face, which still had some of the elegance of his youth, was startled.
The others did not know what he had seen, nor did they know what he wanted to say. Who are you? What are you?
Bang!
A gunshot broke the silence in the conference room.
Blood splattered on the conference table, dyeing it red, as well as the laptop and documents on the table.
Only half of Ji Chengtao's face was left, and the other half had been shattered by a shot. The power of a pistol shouldn't be so great, but it had happened.
His face was a bloody mess, and his body was leaning back. At first, his body was still trembling slightly. That was the muscle reflex that his body had not stopped when he died. But in less than ten seconds, he was motionless. Ji Chengtao leaned back on the office chair, blood and brain matter still flowing out.
The first director of the Special Operations Department had died a violent death.
Astonishment, anger, and fear quickly spread across the faces of Xiang Jiantian, Tan Qinmin, and the others, but they still could not break free from the quagmire …
They wanted to do something, but they could only watch as the "birdbeak doctor" moved his right hand and the muzzle … Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by a series of gunshots was a hole in Tan Qinmin's forehead, blood gushing out; Zhao Yichen was shot in the left eye, his eye socket and a small part of his skull were smashed and sent flying; Li Xingli was shot through the bridge of his nose, and his entire head exploded in the middle …
In less than a breath's time, the long conference table was painted red.
Some collapsed on the table, others leaned against the back of the chair like Ji Chengtao, but they did not collapse due to sheer willpower.
On the badly mutilated and blurry faces of these important officials, there was still the shock, confusion, and unwillingness of their deaths …
Of the eleven people at the conference table, only one was not shot, the old member of the Spell Department, Zhuo Hua.
Xiang Jiantian collapsed on the floor. He was shot in the mouth, and half of his face was gone. However, his brain was still working, and his hands were still crawling instinctively …
Zhuo Hua stared blankly at the 'birdbeak doctor'. For some reason, she was reminded of a person, a person who was already dead. Perhaps it was because the figure was too similar, or perhaps it was her … mental sense … Zhuo Hua pleaded, "Doctor Gu, is that you? I didn't think … "
Bang!
Before she could finish, blood gushed out like rain from Zhuo Hua's head. Bang! Zhuo Hua collapsed on the table, and another pool of blood formed.
'Doctor Gu?'
Xiang Jiantian, who still had some semblance of consciousness, seemed to hear that name … He felt like he was crawling on the floor …
His eyes slowly lost focus, and he saw the black shadow in the shape of a crow spreading its wings on the floor. He took a step forward.
"I have no heart for mercy, the more the worms writhe, the more I want to squeeze out their organs."
Bang!
Another gunshot echoed.
Another half of Xiang Jiantian's head was sliced off by the bullet. His whole body twitched slightly before he collapsed into a pool of blood.
The conference room returned to silence. The only sound was the rustling of the curtains caused by the cold wind.
The birdbeak doctor turned and walked away. His right hand retracted the pistol into his robe, ignoring the surveillance camera at the corner of the wall.
On the windowsill, the human figure and the crow's shadow blurred before they reformed into the black crow. It spread its wings and leaped into the night, disappearing into the distance.
In the conference room behind it, more and more blood flowed from the 11 corpses onto the floor. It looked like it was going to soak the place into a river of blood.
Dead silence. After a while, the dead silence was broken by the sound of banging. The door of the conference room was broken open from the outside. Then, guards barged in using the tactic of breaking into the room. They aimed their automatic rifles at the surroundings, but they were immediately stunned by the bloody scene …
There was no longer any abnormal energy in the conference room, and there was only the hazy night outside the window.
The guards looked around in confusion. Their hair stood on end, and the world was spinning …
There was no need to check their vital signs to know that these bloodied, disorderly department executives were already …
"Requesting backup, requesting backup …" the guard captain called out weakly, reporting in a daze. His stiff eyes scanned through the corpses one by one. "Minister Ji, Captain Xiang, they … they're all dead … All of them seem to have been, shot dead …"
The speechless guards had no idea what this drastic change meant to the Special Operations Division and Phecda.
Just before the Special Mobile Force sent by many departments from the headquarters departed for Qing 'an City.
The 11 core executives of the Special Operations Division had been … eliminated by an unknown force.
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