A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 137 The Lair

Tuesday, February 11, at eight o'clock sharp.

The reincarnated corpses wantonly chasing and killing passers-by seemed to have never happened, but the streets were still a little deserted.

Besides, last night, the bloody live broadcast by Lu Li and Duke on the abc broadcasting company was also attributed to a special program, and a large number of staff members stood up to help clarify that it was just a joke.

And these are money, no, the power of capital.

Of course, some New Yorkers who witnessed their loved ones turned into reanimated corpses and sprayed tongues as long as six feet were more convinced:

The higher-ups deliberately concealed something horrific and must flee the city as soon as possible.

In this regard, the politicians headed by Palmer and the plutocratic alliance did not stop them. As long as these people do not spread panic to the outside world, they will be released.

"After waiting for three full hours, no one came. They won't all be eliminated, right?"

It is impossible for reality to develop completely according to the plan. Seeing that there is no movement around him, Duke feels very disappointed.

On the contrary, Palmer, this old guy seemed to have thought of something, and said with some guilt: "Before meeting you, a Mr. Zhou asked the Shixin Group to investigate two people, and in the end only one named Wei Feng was locked. community police."

Mr. Zhou?

An arrogant and vicious figure came to mind.

In fact, upon hearing this, Lu Li already guessed part of the truth: Wei Feng and Zhou Tian had a deep grudge, and this guy used the power of the Shixin Group to arrange a large number of gunmen to cooperate with him, and killed the other party at the beginning of the plot.

As for Pan Ming and other allies, there is a high probability that there is more danger than good luck...

Of course, there may be other possibilities, but they are not known.

"Don't worry about them, let's go." Lu Li made a final decision.

Because, as far as the current situation is concerned, there is no room for hesitation, lest the Blood Ancestor get a respite and come up with some conspiracy and tricks.

"good."

"I just received a notification that the mixed-race Vaughan who led the hunter team has arrived at the blood ancestor's hiding place ahead of schedule."

After saying that, Kunlan walked towards the parking lot with the bone sword on his back.

Frankly speaking, he had waited for thousands of years for this moment, and now that the decisive battle was imminent, he was not only not nervous, but very excited.

at the same time.

The combat team arranged by Palmer in advance is also in place. These people are equipped with a large number of silver weapons: silver bullets, silver-plated daggers, silver-plated crossbow arrows, ultraviolet lamps, and stab-resistant clothing made of non-weft cloth (to prevent infected, transformed).

In addition, some team members are also equipped with catch nets and special bombs filled with silver shavings.

In fact, being able to arm a capture team dedicated to dealing with the Blood Ancestor in such a short period of time is indeed surprising.

From this point of view, regardless of past suspicions, to win over Palmer, this is the right move!

At 8:10 in the morning, the sun was dazzling.

The convoy set off and rushed to the destination.

Duncan, the leader of the capture team, was sitting next to Lu Li. He held a tablet and said quickly, "Chambers Street Station is located at the intersection of Chambers Street and West Broadway in Manhattan. The subway lines you pass are: No. 1 Line, Line 2 and Line 3."

"At this moment, ten surveillance drones have arrived at the station, and the residents five kilometers away have also been evacuated to a safe area."

"The National Guard is responsible for the security work on the periphery, and we, who hold the pass, are the main attackers."

Immediately afterwards, the burly black bodyguard took out a map from his handbag and said in an orderly manner: "This station has been in disrepair for a long time and has been out of service for more than ten years, so we specially obtained the blueprint and even invited A ratcatcher who is familiar with New York's underground facilities served as a guide."

Hearing this, the strong man sitting in the back row with Duke introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Fett."

As a professional rodent exterminator hired by the government, Fett often goes deep underground to understand the density of rat populations and solve the source of rat problems. Therefore, he can guarantee that no one knows the underground world of this city better than himself.

Just yesterday, Fett found a surge in the number of rat injuries. Tens of thousands of rats were busy fleeing New York, and they seemed to be avoiding something.

In order to know the truth, he opened the manhole cover and went underground alone, trying to find out what compressed the living space of the rats.

As a result, Fett saw an unforgettable scene. A group of humanoid monsters hid in the sewer, constantly twitching their bodies, and they were extremely aggressive. They could spit out long tongues covered in mucus...

At this time, Lu Li saw the strange expression on Fett's face through the mirror inside the car. He thought he was too scared, so he said to comfort him: "Next, I will trouble Mr. Fett. Of course, you are only responsible for leading the way. The reincarnated corpse is handed over to us, there is no danger."

"Resurrected corpse?"

For the sake of money, Fett complimented casually: "The exclusive scientific names of those big rats? Very appropriate."

Not long after, the car returned to silence, and everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, including Lu Li and Duke who were the main attackers.

After laying a net of heaven and earth, the Blood Ancestor has become a thing in the bag, but how should the three ancestors deal with it?

Grab them all and make medicine?

This option is worth serious consideration. After all, they don't believe that there are reincarnated corpses in the world that don't suck blood. These monsters must have many innocent dead souls in their mouths.

That being the case, it would be better to cut the weeds and root out the roots and kill them all at once.

The two looked at each other.

it is more than words.

Nine ten in the morning.

The convoy stopped slowly, and a mysterious team with a clown mask and a slightly short stature approached. The leader should be Vaughan.

He nodded towards Kunlan first, with a somewhat cautious attitude, and then walked quickly to Lu Li's side, his voice hoarse and muddy: "Sir, on behalf of the three ancestors, I will obey your arrangement."

After Gus's description, the ancestor decided to temporarily hand over the command of the mixed race team to Lu Li, and at the same time, he was afraid of him.

It took more than 2,000 years for a variable to appear - Kunlan, and the white blood of the blood ancestors flowed in his body. It is understandable that he is strong, but it seems very unreasonable for a human being to be so strong.

However, the ancestor did not expect that the other party not only had a mysterious origin, but also had their ideas.

Of course, both Lu Li and Duke understood that they had to eat one bite at a time, and the first thing to do was to enter the abandoned subway station, and then talk about other things after killing the Blood Ancestor.

In this way, a group of one hundred and ten people walked in along the old stone stairs:

The light inside the platform was dim, and there were several abandoned cars parked around. Many places had been sealed with reinforced concrete by official agencies, leaving only a passage with no end in sight.

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