Chapter 390 You Have an Email From Hell

The scene changed.

The central area of ​​Demon City.

A victim was walking in a dark alley.

He limped and walked heavily.

His clothes were a little messy, with a little blood on them.

He looked like he was injured.

He walked in the dark, his lips kept moving, as if he was communicating with someone.

"The target was injured and ran away, I can't catch up."

"Yes, preliminary judgment, the target has no valuable abilities."

"The battle did not cause any damage, and there is no need for cleaners to enter."

"Okay, I know."

After saying that, he cut off the communication and then took a deep breath.

Then, he looked around.

Outside the alley is the street.

It was about 7:30 in the evening.

There were only a few pedestrians on the street.

No one noticed this place.

Because the strange incident was completely exposed.

The street that was originally crowded with people now seemed extremely lonely.

Even if there were still a few pedestrians walking on the street, they all buried their heads and hurried on their way.

The victim breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he found a wall to lean against.

Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and was about to light it.

A red light appeared in his sight.

Following the red light, his pupils shrank instantly and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

[Mr. Yi Hao, you have an email from hell! ]

[Mr. Yi Hao, you have an email from hell! ]

The rapid voice broadcast was like a ghost asking for his life.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Yi Hao's eyes.

He bent down with difficulty to pick up the cigarette that fell on the ground, and then took out a lighter to light it.

He didn't think about why serial number 124-green mailbox appeared here.

The relevant data flashed through his mind.

After taking a puff of the cigarette, his eyes became firm.

It seemed that nicotine paralyzed the fear in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he pulled out a pistol from his waist.

Looking at the pistol in his hand, he smiled helplessly and said:

"If I had known that I would have applied for a rocket launcher when I went on a mission."

The pistol was loaded with divine blood bullets.

Yi Hao checked the remaining magazine.

After the consumption of the mission just now, there were still three bullets left in the magazine.

He also had a fully loaded magazine with nine bullets.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his wrist to check the time.

"There will be three minutes at most before the hell creatures come out."

"Well, there's still time."

He lit another cigarette and held it in his mouth.

Then he took out a bullet from the magazine that he had removed.

He first loaded the bullet into the chamber.

After loading it, he inserted the fully loaded magazine into the pistol.

This operation turned the pistol, which originally had a capacity of only nine rounds, into ten rounds.

Because he was not sure if he would have time to change the magazine in a while.

After turning off the safety of the pistol, he slowly stood up and walked to the front of the green mailbox.

Looking at the red light bulb flashing on it, he didn't rush to get the letter from the mailbox.

Because whether he took out the letter or not, the hell creatures would come on time.

According to the data collected in the system.

The hell creatures that appeared were of different levels, some were strong and some were weak.

But most of the time they were relatively strong hell creatures.

They could easily tear a human to pieces.

This naturally included the victim.

He smoked continuously and called the person in charge of contacting the shelter.

After informing the situation here, he looked at the time again.

At this time, there was less than a minute left before the hell creatures came in five minutes.

In the last minute of his life, he did not call his relatives and friends.

He looked back at the street outside the alley again.

At this time, there was no one on the street.

"Well, it's better to leave."

"In this way, if I can't solve this thing, he can't cause any damage in the remaining time."

When he said this, a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he even felt that the passage of time had slowed down.

This minute seemed to be extremely long.

So long that he recalled his entire life.

Finally, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he sneered, and said to himself:

"Haha, my life seems to be quite exciting!"

"It's worth it!"

As his voice fell, the surrounding light became a visual existence like lines.

A gate to hell slowly condensed.

Yi Hao looked at the gate of hell that was constantly taking shape, and he suddenly became a little excited.

He licked his lips with his tongue and said:

"I don't know if I'm lucky. If it's just the lowest level of hell life, I will definitely buy a lottery ticket after I'm done."

The pistol in his hand was aimed at the door.

His index finger was steadily on the trigger.

In the middle of the door was a squirming chaos.

Yi Hao frowned and looked at the squirming chaos.

Just waiting for the things in it to reveal their shapes.

However, the sudden sense of oppression around him made him feel frightened.

"Am I lucky or lucky?"

Yi Hao was a little crazy.

The next moment, a huge dark red figure appeared in the chaos.

The pressure came out through the door before the person arrived.

Yi Hao felt like he was about to suffocate.

His originally steady fingers began to tremble unconsciously at this moment.

"King level?"

"No! King level should not have such a strong sense of oppression!"

Yi Hao muttered to himself.

The prison guards had already updated the level classification of strange creatures.

Above the king is the god, and below the king is the supernatural level.

There is no detailed classification below the supernatural.

Because there is no need for this.

Yi Hao held his breath and stared at the chaos.

The light around him began to distort.

The chaos began to squirm crazily.

Yi Hao understood that this was the arrival of the hell life.

The next second, a dark red arm appeared outside the door.

This hand was holding a white envelope.

Then came the body and legs.

The moment the creature exposed its chest, Yi Hao pulled the trigger.

Ten shots in a row, each accurately hitting the chest.

The bullets scratched faint sparks on the dark red skin.

The other arm of the hell creature was raised at this moment, and he scratched his chest.

A smiling voice sounded.

"Mr. Yi Hao, you have an email from hell, please receive it."