In the conference room in the underground fortress, cold air seemed to be seeping out from the screen. It was already freezing cold.
The 7 upper echelons were all veterans of Phecda. In their own time, they would have been able to make a name for themselves. But now, their wrinkled faces were drenched in cold sweat. Their frozen bodies did not dare to move.
They knew that the change that happened here had been seen by other people. The guards in the underground fortress should be rushing over …
The guards were just outside the door, separated by a wall. But … there seemed to be no movement outside.
They also knew very well what kind of power the figure that suddenly appeared had.
Click, click. The heavy footsteps sounded like they were coming from a terrifying dream, stepping on their hearts. The figure was walking over.
Still, no guards came in. The conference equipment suddenly stopped making any sound, causing the place to become silent. In the conference room in the video, some of the higher-ups stood up to walk out of the conference room, but the door could not be pulled open. It was the same everywhere, as if the video conference was glued to them.
"Crow … Hello, we have been calling you, hoping to communicate with you …"
An old voice sounded in the underground fortress conference room. One of the higher-ups spoke slowly. He was the one in charge here. "We can represent Phecda to communicate with you, clarify the relationship between us, and how to fight against the dark forces together …"
It was the sound of a gun being loaded, like the crisp sound of a guillotine blade being blown by the cold wind.
The expressions of the higher-ups kept changing. Finally, some of them could not help but turn their heads to look. Then, all of them looked over. The one who spoke earlier spoke again. "Crow, Gu Jun's death was indeed an accident! We did not lie to you. No one would want to lose the most powerful person in their organization … "
They saw that the figure was only a few steps away, casting a tall shadow over them.
The broken face had familiar features, and it looked expressionless. Crow raised his right hand that was holding the gun and aimed it at them.
"No, wait …" One of the elders hurriedly shouted. "The investigation on Gu Jun was done out of consideration for the safety of the world …"
The expressions on those aged faces were extremely complicated. Even with their age and experience, there was still a hint of confusion on their faces.
Bang!
A gunshot suddenly rang out, and the bullet hit the old man's head, instantly piercing through, followed by a splatter of flesh and blood.
Peng peng, in the next instant, the old man fell heavily to the ground, and a pool of blood quickly flowed out of his body. His cracked face still showed the shock of the moment of his death.
The buzzing sound caused by the shockwave bombarded everyone's ears, causing their old bodies to tremble slightly. The glaring blood color had already pushed aside the fog and told them about their ending. The Shadow of Death was about to devour them, but …
"Gu Jun, I …" An old man still wanted to explain, but in a panic, he stopped calling Gu Jun a crow.
"It's really not like that …" There was more than one person who wanted to explain.
There were also old people who sighed blankly. "I hope that in the future …"
There were also some old people who accepted this outcome, their faces turning deathly still.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
Gunshots rang out continuously, and blood splattered continuously. One body after another became corpses, and the conference table was stained red with blood, as well as the conference screen.
Almost none of them resisted, except for an old man who wanted to rush towards Crow before he died. It was unknown whether it was out of instinct or the desire to live, but before the old man could do anything, half of his face was smashed by a bullet. His dying body twitched a few times, and then there was no more reaction.
Almost none of the old people begged, probably because they knew it was useless. Crow's indifferent eyes told them this …
Ding Dang! When the last bullet fell, the underground fortress's conference room fell into silence. The plague doctor's figure walked back to where he came from.
On the remote conference screen, the other conference rooms were also in chaos. Some people tried to open the door, banging on the door, shouting outside; some people called out to Huang Guotong, asking him to say something to stop Crow's actions; some people sat there dejectedly, knowing that some things could no longer be changed.
Bang, bang, bang …
Gunshots rang out one after another in different conference rooms, and a blood-red torrent whistled past.
It did not matter whether these high officials who were having a heated discussion earlier were screaming, calm, or squirming, they were all dead, congealing into a pool of blood.
The faces of those who died were slightly twisted. The cold wind chilled the bodies, but some of the stench was already spreading before they turned into corpses.
"They have all strayed from the right path, turning into filth together. There is no righteous person, not even one. I am not one either. "
Even the few high officials who had suffered from petrification at the Eastern State Medical Department's base were shot dead in their sickrooms.
In the blink of an eye, of all the participants in this conference, only the conference room at the headquarters had not heard any gunshots.
But the plague doctor's shadow still materialized in the corner of this conference room, and the pistol in his right hand was raised again.
Tong Ye and Yuan Baowen were waiting for Crow's arrival. They had witnessed everything that had happened through the conference screen, and perhaps something similar was about to happen to them. Yuan Baowen said blankly, "Guotong, say something …" Perhaps Huang Guotong could change Crow's mind, perhaps not.
"It's useless, Crow will not listen to me." Tong Ye grumbled.
With a bang, Crow fired another bullet. Yuan Baowen's wrinkled forehead exploded amidst the splattering of flesh and blood. Shock and confusion froze …
As the bodies collapsed, all the words that had yet to be said disappeared along with them.
The high officials of Phecda were all dead. Not a single one was spared.
The only one left in this conference was the head of the Spell Department, Tong Ye.
Crow took another few steps forward. Looking at the calm Elder Tong, he pulled the trigger and fired again. But this time, the shot landed on Elder Tong's left calf. Blood gushed out instantly, and the bone in his calf was fractured. Elder Tong groaned in pain from the pain that his body had endured …
"Make Huang Guotong the new director of Phecda." Crow said. There seemed to be a different emotion in his voice.
The crow did not speak to anyone, but its words would be recorded by the surveillance cameras and heard by those higher up. "I will take care of the Black Pharaoh, but this world will become even more chaotic. When that time comes, I will no longer be able to help you. The world depends on you. You can change it for the better, or you can change it for the worse. "
After saying that, Crow walked to Huang Guotong. The gun in his right hand was already lowered.
"Ah Jun, I'm sorry …" Tong Ye said in a hoarse voice. He fell to the ground, clutching his left calf that was bleeding profusely. "That shot, it really hurt …"
"Don't become like these people, or else Crow will come to kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the plague doctor turned around and walked away. Soon, he disappeared into the shadows by the wall.
Tong Ye watched as the shadow disappeared. He gave a long sigh. There was worry and confusion.
Crow was indeed not Ah Jun, Ah Jun would not kill someone inside the sickroom.
Crow's words earlier were a kind of farewell. Perhaps Crow's mission this time was also to bid farewell … but why?
Suddenly, the door to the conference room was pushed open. The guards rushed in but the guns and Ancient Seal Stones were useless. They were shocked by the bloody scene before them and slowly froze. Similar situations happened at the underground bunker's conference room, private sickrooms and other places …
When the medical team arrived, they did another round of inspection. They confirmed they were all dead bodies. All of them had been shot in the head, there was no chance of saving them.
At the same time, Tong Ye was carried onto a stretcher by the medical team and rushed to the surgery room at the medical building.
"Order the Secret Service to retreat …" Tong Ye laid on the stretcher and gave a new order. "Do not send anyone to approach the Black Pharaoh. Wait, leave this to Crow …"
There were only 5 hours left until the Black Pharaoh said the nuclear bomb would be ready.
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