Chapter 163 Professional Break

Chapter 164 Professional Door Breaking

The alarm suddenly roared.

A dazzling red light lit up from the sky, breaking the darkness and silence. The guards seemed to be awakened, and the chaotic heavy footsteps came from a distance.

Among the hanging corpses, Ye Qingxuan's brows slowly frowned, but he suddenly realized in his heart.

"The trap is here?"

He sighed softly: "I really underestimated you, Professor Moriadi. Was your original goal here?"

If he thought it was an ambush by the professor at the beginning, now he would never believe that the professor could make such a scene.

If even Arkham Asylum was infiltrated by him from the beginning into a demon production workshop and a forbidden technology transformation center, then why would he fall into the situation of being hunted by the Senate?

It's just that this time, he fell into the hands of the professor.

That guy is really vindictive. After being cheated by him last time, he must cheat back next time.

When interrogating the smugglers, he deliberately imitated his own methods, attracted his attention, and provided the next clue.

In this way, using himself as bait, the professor easily led himself here, explored the way for free, took the lead, found out the truth, and attracted everyone's attention.

Now he is probably hiding in the dark, looking at the two idiots who attracted all the attention for him, and he is smiling proudly, right?

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When Ye Qingxuan saw the forest of corpses, he understood: Ghost Hand and the others made a mistake from the beginning.

Lizhi Those smugglers went into the sewers, not to explore and look for anything here. They were transporting things here, transporting corpses!

The sewer is really a good place, a perfect place to destroy corpses and wipe out traces. No matter what is thrown in, it will sink to the bottom of the turbid water and disappear without a trace.

Who cares whether the corpse floated into the sea or went somewhere else?

For so long, the House of Representatives has been beating the war between the gangs in the lower city, allowing them to fight each other and waste their lives, and continuously providing them with more and more corpses and blood.

- There are also a large number of missing people!

Everything was transported here through the abandoned sewers, and after screening and preservation, it was hung on the iron hooks, waiting for processing.

After this joint was figured out, the confusing clues in the memory were quickly organized together.

Arkham Asylum must have been included in the applause of the House of Representatives, right?

After all, where is a better place than Arkham Asylum? A trash can that is hated by everyone, but indispensable.

No one will carefully explore what secrets are hidden in a lunatic asylum, and no one cares what the lunatics sent here look like, whether they have really become normal people after treatment and returned to society?

Right next to Arkham Asylum, there is a bright and shining golden sign-Royal Institute to protect them from wind and rain.

They can calmly collect corpses or living people, and explore the forbidden technology from demons. Transform those flesh and blood into demons outside...

For longevity, for power, or to collect blood... to create a bloody road!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan was horrified by his own idea, but the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

Why not?

"Are those guys crazy?"

He whispered softly, looking around at the corpses around him, looking at those eyes that died with their eyes open... Some of these people came from the stinking ditches in the lower city, they were beggars, some came from cargo ships that smuggled into Anglo, they were bankrupts, and some were covered with tattoos, they were ruffians and thugs.

Without a doubt, these are the most despised people, and they died without a sound. Even before they died, they didn't know why they died.

They didn't make the world a better place when they were alive, but this is not a reason for them to die.

A scream broke through the air.

Ye Qingxuan raised his palm, only to feel his arm burst, and it collapsed!

A crossbow arrow was blocked by his arm, bounced off, flew in the air, and landed on the iron plate on the ground, clanging.

Those figures who were outflanking had already entered, and their hideous faces could be vaguely seen in the scattered red light.

"Kill them!"

A voice that seemed to have been heard before roared: "Remember to leave a survivor and find out how they got in!"

"... The previous order and the next order are somewhat contradictory. Are the grammars in the lower city taught by the same math teacher?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned and looked coldly at the group of figures surrounding him, as well as the crossbows aimed at him:

"Can we at least communicate? To be honest, I don't really want to..."

Bang!

A crossbow arrow grazed his face and nailed to the corpse behind him.

"Since there is no way to communicate, I'm sorry..."

Ye Qingxuan lowered his eyes, and his cane suddenly fell to the ground:

"——Kneel down!"

Bang!

The heavy cane collided with the iron plate under his feet, making a sharp sound. The strings of the zither vibrated, playing a wailing melody.

The desperate and crazy sound spread out, accompanied by this scream, and in the void, a black river swept.

In an instant, the feet of those who rushed over softened, lost their strength, and fell to the ground involuntarily, crawling in front of the boy.

Then, the bone saw was raised high and chopped down!

Blood spurts out.

The frantic shouting of death stopped awkwardly, and was quickly replaced by the butcher's frantic roar. In the thick smell of blood, the beasts came out of their cages, setting off a bloody rain of fighting.

"Butcher?"

Among the crowd, the commander recognized the violent figure and screamed.

Ye Qingxuan raised his head, his eyes passed through the group of thugs, and fell on the pale face, and he suddenly realized.

"Hey, Mr. Lorenzo? Long time no see, you are here... Just in time, I have some questions that I desperately hope to get your answers to."

Staring at those eyes that hinted at indifference, Lorenzo felt a chill running from his heels to the back of his head, and subconsciously took a step back.

Ye Qingxuan recognized that look and often saw it on the faces of his enemies. If he had to use words to describe it, it was a look that said, "It's really fucking scary."

"Xia, Sherlock Holmes..."

Hearing him pronounce that name, Ye Qingxuan showed a warm smile: "Now that you know me, it will be easier.

Can you tell me what happened to these corpses here? "

Lorenzo was stung by that look, and unconsciously took two steps back, shouting: "Fire the arrow! Fire the arrow! Shoot him to death..."

But even he himself knew that a bow and crossbow would be of no use in front of such an evil spirit. Not to mention the monster butcher next to it!

Seeing those subordinates who felt no fear at all after swallowing the potion rushing forward, he couldn't help but retreat quietly, turned around and fled to the elevator in the distance.

Damn it, where are the musicians? Where are our musicians? And what about those experimental subjects? Why do you have to face those monsters yourself?

Among those dense arrows, Ye Qingxuan saw those people with blood-red eyes screaming and rushing towards them. He sighed and took a step back.

Behind him, a huge figure suddenly expanded by three points, roared hoarsely, and exuded manic heat, as if the blood was about to boil.

All the corpses on the hooks trembled with the hoarse roar. When he roared, it was like a strong wind blowing in his face. Even if he was immersed in the fear caused by banned drugs, he was still shocked by this violent spirit.

Immediately afterwards, it was neatly torn into two or several sections by a bone saw!

At the back of the crowd, Lorenzo looked back and saw the blood splattering behind him, and his face turned pale.

Among them, there was a thin shadow walking towards him silently, waving a dark melody. Lorenzo's legs softened a little, and he urged the men beside him:

"Close the door! Close the door quickly!"

The subordinate sluggishly tried to move the handbrake, but was unable to move and was kicked away angrily by Lorenzo. He grabbed the handbrake and struggled to pull it down.

The whining melody reached his ears, but was interrupted by the clear ringing from the pendant around his neck. That pendant was attached with a rare piece of mental protection, which activated in response and prevented him from sinking into the black river.

The iron gate fell with a crash!

During the fight, the butcher roared and rushed forward. The bone saw in his hand flew out and whizzed towards Lorenzo behind the iron gate!

collapse!

The bone saw penetrated deeply into the thick iron gate, buzzing and trembling, shaking off the dried blood.

The butcher roared angrily and punched the last drug-addicted lunatic beside him. He walked through a pool of blood in front of the steel gate and violently smashed the iron gate.

The iron gate, which was three people high, was vibrating crazily, and was marked with traces of fists, but it was never broken.

"It's useless. This layer of gate is stronger than the layer outside."

Ye Qingxuan stood next to the iron gate, sizing up the iron gate in front of him, pinching a little rusty iron powder and grinding it on his fingertips: "Heavy silver, thousand forged iron, and a little lapis lazuli to increase the ductility... bare An iron door is already expensive to build.

This material was originally used to make cages to capture monsters and imprison them in the dark world. Unless the transformation musician uses energy to bombard it, you can't break it even if you smash it for two hours. It is perfect. "

Ye Qingxuan took a step back, pressed his palm on the cold iron door, and sighed softly: "Unfortunately, the only drawback is that the door is stronger than the wall..."

boom!

In an instant, the red warning light on the dome flashed crazily. Countless iron hooks hanging corpses also swayed amid the tremors.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingxuan's body had been thrown back several meters, and he staggered to his feet. The violent tremors made his eyes go black for a while.

On the arm, the arm armor with the sighing movement engraved on it has already glowed red - with one blow, it has reached full capacity.

And right in front of him, in the rising smoke, a huge dent had appeared on the huge iron door. The entire iron door had been completely twisted and deformed, like a crumpled rag.

And right in the center of the iron gate, there was a palm print.

Even though it has been twisted to this extent, the gate is still strong and not broken.

But with the continuous crackling sounds, tragic cracks spread from the wall near the gate.

The butcher was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed forward.

The twisted gate, which was a full person thick, fell backwards, and with a roar, the whole thing was torn down from the wall.

"..."