Darkness is Coming

  Northwest of Saint-Nair Church, in a room on the 36th floor of the Ginza Building, Shiro was fiddling with the gun parts in his hands.

  The floor-to-ceiling windows have been removed, and the wind blew into the room, blowing messy white, neat and refreshing bangs.

   "The wind tonight is really noisy." Bai squinted his eyes, long eyelashes and deep pupils, blurred and hazy.

   The bone spur standing beside him shivered fiercely, and several spikes the size of sweater needles fell from his body.

   "I got goosebumps." Bone Spur complained dissatisfiedly.

   "Ah, ah, you don't understand literature and art." Bai bit his right thumb and changed the subject, "Luo Da Er, do you have to keep the window open? The wind is too strong for me to shoot."

   "Can't be closed." Ronaldo shook his head, his fat ears swayed from side to side, slapped on his cheeks and the back of his head, "There are too many people below, the voices are too noisy, I can't hear the window when I close the window."

   "Okay, okay. Then I have to show you the strength of my No. 1 sniper in the CF national uniform." Bai smiled and assembled the parts into a firearm, and his hand was fast enough to leave an afterimage on the human retina.

   Can shooting a gun in the game be the same as using a real gun? Just as Ronaldo was about to sneer, he suddenly moved his ears and said, "Yang Xiaojian and the others are about to start, their snipers are at that position." After speaking, Ronaldo pointed to another building.

   "Ah, his name is Yang Xiaoqian, did you hear it wrong before or is the pronunciation not standard? But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Bai Haha smiled, "The name Yang Xiaojian is also quite suitable for him."

   Ronaldo was puzzled and asked: "Bai, didn't you say that the Pope is very important, do we want to protect him?"

"Of course, but the guy below is not the Pope, don't you remember, this is the attendant we saw before." Bai spread his hands, his face indifferent, "Let him die, just take a look What's behind our Pope?"

   "I don't remember." Ronaldo shook his head.

  The evolutionary and mutated saints are different from those walking dead. The saints have wisdom, feelings and thoughts that are different from humans, but in terms of logic and memory, the newborn saints are still not as good as humans.

Of course, this does not mean that the saints will look down on humans. Humans with low mobility and fighting ability are only hunting food in the eyes of the ever-evolving saints. Perhaps a few of them will be difficult to deal with, but they are all just food. Sooner or later Be the dish on the table, that's all.

   Only this guy, Shiro, is so special. Not only does he have a human-like shrewd and cunning brain, but he also wants to enslave human beings and treat human beings as slaves instead of food.

   Then, gunshots rang out twice, and two more corpses appeared on the altar. After the shock wave passed, the screams were suppressed by the noise of the building collapsing.

  Bai raised the binoculars and looked at it for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha, Yang Xiaoqian is smart and sent people to do stealth assassination, and the result is meat delivery."

   With Ronaldo monitoring the every move of Yang Xiaoqian and others, Bai Naturally knew their plans. At this time, seeing Yang Xiaoqian being clever but being mistaken by wisdom, Bai Xiao smiled brightly.

"Ah, it seems that the Pope is more capable than I thought. If the three of us had acted rashly before, we might have capsized in the gutter." Bai raised a backpack out of nowhere, and took out a snack box from it. In his hand, he said, "The bench is set, the big show is about to start, how can there be no popcorn? But there is no popcorn today, and you don't eat popcorn. Come, come, fry the little meat, do you want to eat it?"

   "Human flesh?" Bone Spur was very interested in the novel snack invented by Bai, jumped to Bai's side, grabbed a handful of meat and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Of course, it's okay to eat pork and beef occasionally to change the taste. It's disgusting to eat too much." Bai proudly showed off his ingenuity, "I also invented human flesh floss, go back and try it with blood porridge. , simply the best breakfast combo.”

   "A few of the same clan have already passed by." Ronaldo stood there reservedly and asked, "We just watched?"

   "Don't worry about those few cannon fodders, they have no brains and are not obedient, let them die. As for us..."

"Let's watch it for a while, and see who wins and who loses." Bai was busy grabbing the fried meat from Bone Spurs, and replied casually, "If Yang Xiaoqian wants to win, we will go out to save Lin Wanyu and leave, don't let the 258 brigade chase after him. Go. If Lin Wanyu has a tendency to win, then we will help Yang Xiaoqian with small actions in secret, let Lin Wanyu fall into a desperate situation, and then we will turn our hands to rescue Lin Wanyu and leave."

   "Who is Lin Wanyu?"

   "The Pope of Evolution."

   "Oh." Ronaldo recalled carefully while blowing the cold wind. He seemed to have heard the name, and the memory of the Saints was really bad.

   "When the time comes, let's slaughter those humans, I haven't eaten the flesh of the Awakened yet." Bone spur added.

   The last sentence made Ronaldo drool. After all, he couldn't resist the temptation of food, put down the gentleman's demeanor that was criticized as "hypocrisy", and joined the ranks of snatching fried meat.

  ………………

  Wang Hai was injured and lost his combat effectiveness. The second team was driving to the church gate according to the order, just in time to bump into the armed guards of the Evolution Sect.

   Fortunately, these armed guards don’t have the slightest bit of rules. Most of them raise their guns and close their eyes and press the trigger to the end, completely disregarding the accuracy of the shooting. As long as the bullets are shot, it will be fine, can they hit? That coincidence.

   In the face of such an amateur enemy, the second team with no casualties immediately retreated to find cover, and set up firepower to counterattack.

   Yang Xiaoqian, who was standing in the back, kept blinking his tired eyelids, thinking about his next move.

   The enemy has only two Awakeneds, one of whom is full of nosebleeds and obviously consumes too much, while the other is controlling Fang Yu with all his strength.

"At this time, you don't need to think too much, just seize the opportunity to attack directly. Although I have exposed the location by launching a flare, the other party doesn't know anything about me and Yu Qian's abilities, and I already know about their abilities." Break is broken, Yang Xiaoqian quickly analyzed the battle situation and came to the conclusion, "There is nothing to hesitate, just go ahead!"

   Just when Yang Xiaoqian was about to ask Yu Qian to attack with him, several figures suddenly appeared and Yang Xiaoqian's words were stuck in his throat.

   That's six variants!

   Six!

  Yang Xiaoqian finally understood why he could not see even a single mutant in the most densely populated road along the way.

  Other people's speculation about this phenomenon is that the evolutionary religion first cleaned up the surrounding variants, but in Yang Xiaoqian's opinion, the possibility of this guess being true is too small.

   It was only at this point that I realized that I didn’t encounter any mutants along the way. It was because these mutants that produced wisdom had formed gangs and traveled together. Maybe they had some dirty deals with the evolutionary religion.

   This is not unexpected, Yang Xiaoqian already knew that the evolutionary mutants of cannibalism have intelligence, know how to cooperate, and seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

  At that time, Yang Xiaoqian knew that if the entire city could not be cleaned up by means of thunder, the mutants that kept appearing would gather together sooner or later, forming an organized, planned, and even social and classy group.

   It’s just that Yang Xiaoqian didn’t expect that this day would come so quickly.

   "What should I do?" Yang Xiaoqian asked himself.