Chapter 540 Headquarters Looting

Jiang Wengao looked at his installed body and clenched his fists. The burning and cracking feeling of his body was still there.

The body didn't look like a human, more like a mummy.

"Xiao Gao, your bones are very strange, they're not yours, right?" Xia Shou said suddenly.

Jiang Wengao was stunned when he heard this, lowered his eyes, and said softly "Hmm".

"This...actually..."

His bones were indeed not his, but the bones of a criminal he had killed before he came in, or the bones of a potential criminal.

Xia Shou looked at Jiang Wengao's expression and said without delving into it, "Forget it, we'll talk about your business later. Now you guys come with me. The tattooed man is not here now."

"Xiao Zuo and Xiao You are here too," Mark said.

Xia Shou paused, took out two pink sand eagles from his waist, and handed them to Mark: "I almost forgot."

"You even rescued them?"

Mark took the two guns with a surprised look on his face, stared at Xia Shou in shock, and thought to himself, have you searched all over this place?

Facing Mark's questioning look, Xia Shou just said calmly:

"This is just a temporary headquarters built by the funeral home in the underworld. It's actually very small and crude in every aspect. As long as you can move around freely, it's not difficult to find them."

He searched all the way up from the bottom. Except for a strange copper door at the end of the upstairs, he opened it without much trouble. He walked everywhere else he could.

Of course, the main reason why he didn't open the door was because he found what he wanted in another warehouse.

The heavenly book from the underworld and the stone tablet from the Yama Hall are both in the warehouse.

Seeing those things, Xia Shou knew that this was really the core base of the funeral home, otherwise they would not have placed such important documents here.

Combined with the simplicity of this headquarters and the details in all aspects, we can see from the small to the large, and we can see the incompetence behind the funeral home.

Judging from the construction of the stronghold, it can only be said that it basically meets the most basic needs. It can store things, detain people, and have a meeting place.

Judging from the personnel configuration, there is a cliff-like gap in strength among the members of the funeral home. The strong ones are very strong, the weak ones are very weak, and the number of members in the middle range is very rare.

Along the way Xia Shou walked, except for the woman who could manipulate ice he killed at the beginning, the other members of the funeral home he met along the way were all a bunch of trash, none of them could fight.

In this world, the funeral home is an organization with low organizational power and no fixed location like a guerrilla.

No matter whether it is secular influence, personnel organization, or management and deployment capabilities, they cannot be compared with a behemoth like the Management and Control Bureau.

This time, I'm afraid the funeral home is stud.

But even so, the local forces in the underworld still put huge pressure on them.

Now that the Heavenly Book has been obtained, the most important step has been completed.

But this does not mean that their situation has improved, because his feet are already completely red.

Xia Shou looked at his feet.

It was all red and there were dead ends in every direction.

He had never been in this situation before.

The angle of the red fan-shaped dead line has been expanding since the last time [Self-Death] was turned on. When it was turned on this time, it directly filled Xia Shou's feet.

He didn't understand what this dead line meant, but there was no doubt that it was extremely dangerous wherever he went, and escaping from the book as soon as possible was the safest way to escape.

"Let's hurry up." Xia Shou said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight vibration above his head, and sand fell from upstairs.

The next second, the ceiling in front of the three people collapsed. Huge rubble smashed through the floor of this floor. A huge humanoid object fell from the upstairs to this floor.

A strong sense of oppression reminded Xia Shou of the first time he met Hei Wuchang.

Xia Shou looked at the other party.

A furry body, extremely thick, reverse-jointed legs with cow hooves, and huge arms as thick as a century-old tree trunk!

"Is it a bull head?"

The opponent's body is undoubtedly that of a bull, but its head is actually a human head, and it is a deformed human head.

On that head, the upper and lower jaws protruded forward, the bridge of the nose to the philtrum became very flat, the eyes were tilted to the sides, and there were two small protrusions on the top of the head.

This look is like molding a person's head into a bull's head like plasticine.

Although the skin is still that of a human being, the bones have become those of a cow.

"It's troublesome." Xia Shou said secretly.

This monster doesn't look like something that can be easily dealt with. It might take some effort.

"Moo-!!"

The cow raised its head and let out a high-pitched roar.

Immediately afterwards, it glanced at Xia Shou and the others, then immediately looked away, as if attracted by something, broke through the wall on the side, and rushed out of the headquarters.

Xia Shou came to the gap in the wall, looked out, and saw the bull's head running towards a huge well in the distance, and jumped into the well.

"Although I don't know what the situation is, it's great not to take action. Let's take care of ourselves." Xia Shou said

"What are we doing now?" Jiang Wengao asked uneasily.

"Just come with me!"

After saying that, Xia Shou jumped down from the hole in the floor made by the bull's head.

As soon as they arrived downstairs, they heard someone calling Master Xia Shou from a distance.

They trotted along the direction of the sound, and finally stopped in front of the pool of black water.

"This is it." Xia Shou muttered as he looked at Lulu's body on the ground.

"You go stand over there, and then... forget it, you won't remember anything anyway." Xia Shou pointed to a corner and said.

Although Jiang Wengao and Mark were confused, they still stood where Xia Shou was.

Backtrack, start!

In an instant, all the frost in this area disappeared, and the cyborgs frozen on the wall all stood on the ground.

And Lulu, whose head was smashed by Xia Shou, also appeared intact in front of Xia Shou, and everything belonging to the present world was backtracked.

At this backtracking node, Xia Shou should have been the body of an evil ghost, and his own body was still in the stand.

But in the lost time world, the spatial position of things in the present world will not be backtracked.

So Xia Shou's change was just a sudden loss of his head.

Xia Shou's body fell to the ground.

At the same time, he terminated his stand relationship with Su Yue and rebounded all the damage to Su Yue.

So the broken neck instantly recovered to its original state, and he stood firmly in an extremely awkward posture.

In front of him, Lulu, the temporary person in charge of the headquarters, was standing blankly.

She felt that in the moment just now, the positions of the people in front of her seemed to have changed subtly.

An awkward sense of disharmony arose from the bottom of her heart.

The next second, she suddenly woke up.

Not only did the positions of these people change, but even her own position changed!

"Hey!"

A voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Lulu turned around abruptly, and from this greeting, she sensed a potential crisis!

The figure of Xia Shou was reflected in her pupils, and behind the other party, a translucent maid spirit was floating.

In an instant, her pupils suddenly contracted, and a message automatically emerged in her mind-he is the witch's trump card? !

Why is the witch's trump card in their headquarters? !

Lulu was startled, and a stick was coming towards her, and it was in front of her in an instant.

At the critical moment, she leaned back sharply and dodged the sneak attack!