Chapter 651 Death Sign

Chen Ke came out of the bathroom and looked into the room. The atmosphere was a little wrong. Although he had just entered the hotel tonight, the feeling this room gave him was different from a few minutes ago.

He looked at the left wall again and used his psychic vision to detect the movement in the next room. There were people playing multiplayer games over there, but now there was no human figure.

At the same time, Chen Ke felt that something was looking at him from behind, which made him feel like a thorn in his back. He turned his head to look at the French window and saw a huge white object lying outside the glass, tilting its head and staring at him with its seven eyes.

Once again... facing it, isn't this the white god used by the Foundation to restart the world...

Last time in Maria's castle, this white thing disemboweled it and sent it back to the Dream Center. What is it going to do this time?

Chen Ke was stared at by the seven eyes and dared not move. After all, his ability came from him. In reality, this thing is already dead. What is it now in this world?

The white object was very huge. The entire French window could only accommodate one-third of its face. It had no other facial organs except seven eyes, not even ears. The eyeballs of the seven eyes were golden. In Chen Ke's opinion, they were as big as basketballs.

"Time... is messed up."

This thought popped up in Chen Ke's mind.

Is it Black Stone?

Chen Ke looked down at his chest. No, it's not it. Black Stone's wording style is not like this. He looked at the white object, and the other party looked at him quietly, but his eyes were very subtle.

This thing is communicating with himself.

"It's messed up?" Chen Ke repeated.

The white object stretched out his right hand, knocked through the glass, and pointed behind Chen Ke.

Chen Ke turned around, and the feeling of the whole world returned to normal. He saw Shen Yun standing at the door of the room, looking at both ends of the aisle, calling his name constantly, and the mobile phone on his body began to vibrate constantly.

"Mr. Chen? Where are you?" Shen Yun called anxiously, looking down at the phone from time to time, obviously trying to contact himself.

"Hey!" Chen Ke responded quickly.

Shen Yun turned around and saw Chen Ke standing in the room, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed.

"Mr. Chen! Where did you go just now?" Shen Yun hurried to Chen Ke's side.

"Did anything strange happen just now?" Chen Ke asked.

"No. You just disappeared suddenly... You said you were going to show me something in the bathroom, but you disappeared as soon as I turned around." Shen Yun shook his head.

"You look a little lost." Chen Ke said.

"I thought you were going to show me some treasure..." Shen Yun said.

"I have a lot of treasures, and I won't show them to anyone easily." Chen Ke said.

He thought about it briefly and made a preliminary judgment. There might be something wrong with the time of this building. He came here to find Shreli, but he encountered this kind of thing. Chen Ke was a little anxious. Why are there so many strange things?

"Mr. Chen, are you worried?" Shen Yun saw the change in Chen Ke's attitude.

"No one posted this chapter." Chen Ke replied.

"Huh?" Shen Yun was stunned.

"This hotel... I want to change another one." Chen Ke said.

"Oh... but it's too late tonight. It takes time to book another hotel. How about we make do with it tonight?" Shen Yun said.

"I'll go for a walk on the street. You go back and rest." Chen Ke shook his head. He didn't want to stay here. The problem with this building had nothing to do with him. The Sunrise Psychic Management Bureau would come to solve this problem.

He and Shen Yun took the elevator downstairs. Shen Yun was not stupid. He could tell from Chen Ke's words and deeds that there was a problem here. His whole state changed a lot. He returned to the professional and reserved attitude when he first met Chen Ke.

The elevator door slowly opened. In front of him was the lobby of the hotel. The name of the hotel was displayed in the form of golden relief on the black decorative wall. The water curtain slid down. The service desk was empty. The glass door of the lobby was shattered. The ground was full of the bodies of the black-clad bodyguards.

"Here we go again..." Chen Ke stood there, and Shen Yun beside him disappeared.

The elevator door opened for a while, and the floor number showed 1. After a few seconds, it slowly closed. Chen Ke pressed the door opening button again, and the door opened again.

He walked out of the elevator and stepped over the bodies at his feet. These people were all Asians. It was unclear whether they were from Risheng or Feihuang.

These people wore black suits and leather gloves. There was no wound on their bodies, but they were all bleeding from all seven orifices and had ferocious expressions. Chen Ke had seen this kind of expression. Only when people were extremely frightened would they show this kind of expression.

On the floor, more than a dozen MAC10 submachine guns with silencers were scattered all over the floor. Chen Ke picked up one at his feet and looked at it. It was just an ordinary firearm. The bullets were not used up. There were still some residual bullets in the magazine. It seemed that they had struggled before death.

What were they dealing with?

Chen Ke looked outside the hall door. The street outside was filled with thick fog, just like Langdon after the rain. The slippery asphalt road was very clean, but the city was no longer noisy and became dead silent.

There was a movement from the lobby. In the thick fog outside the door, a man in a gray suit walked in. He was wearing a white Prajna mask and holding a samurai sword. He stood less than 10 meters away from him.

The two stood face to face, silent. Chen Ke did not feel the hostility of the other party, so he did not make any extra alert movements.

"When you face each other directly." The man said slowly, his voice sounded a little low through the mask.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Ke did not understand Japanese.

The man pulled his katana out of its sheath.

"Knowing the truth is the truth." The man said.

Chen Ke suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, and the time in the corner of his eyes was rapidly decreasing to replace the loss of his sanity.

Chen Ke turned around, and he didn't know when he saw a woman following behind him. She was wearing a white kimono, her long black hair fell to the ground, and she was standing half a meter behind Chen Ke in a bowing posture.

The woman in white kimono raised her head, and a pale and delicate face appeared in front of Chen Ke. She opened her eyes, without eyeballs, and the whites of her eyes were all black, and she smiled at Chen Ke.

Chen Ke had a splitting headache and subconsciously summoned the black gun.

"Attack the enemy." The man said.

"Hey!!!" Chen Ke shouted, aiming at the woman in white kimono and about to pull the trigger.

"Wait a minute! Mr. Chen! Control yourself!"

Shen Yun grabbed Chen Ke's arm and shouted loudly in his ear.

Chen Ke was stunned and found that the surroundings had become normal again. The hall was very clean. The two waiters at the service desk were so scared that they hid under the service desk and did not dare to say a word.

He looked at Chen Yun and saw that the other person was looking at him seriously, holding his black gun tightly in his right hand.

"Mr. Chen? Are you feeling better?" Shen Yun asked.

Chen Ke put away his black gun and looked at the two waiters at the service desk.

"Don't worry about them, nothing about tonight will spread." Shen Yun said.

"Miss Shen..." Chen Ke looked at Shen Yun, somewhat speechless. In a daze, Shen Yun's face was covered with blood for a moment, but after a moment, it returned to its original state.

"You'd better call the local administration. I'm afraid this hotel will become a black box." Chen Ke shook his head and walked quickly towards the hotel door.