I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 434 Press
The noise outside was getting closer and closer. The other party's movements were orderly, and there was no other noise except the sound of footsteps.

There was no thought of communication at all.

Su Fan knew that they had surrounded this place, but he did not expand his spiritual sense.

There was really no need to waste the energy he had just recovered to deal with a group of mortals who had no special powers.

"Do I need to cover my eyes or ears? Or should I stay away?"

Theresa also sensed the impending crisis and asked tentatively.

"You don't have to go anywhere."

The moment Su Fan answered this, several metal cylindrical objects were thrown from all directions and fell to the ground.

In a flash, the golden light spell wrapped the six flash bombs.

The weapon that should have emitted a strong light and noise was wrapped in a golden barrier as thin as a cicada's wing, and it didn't even make the slightest noise.

The attacking troops did not stop because the flash bomb failed to explode. Several tactical teams appeared directly on the scene like ghosts.

Without any aiming, he raised his gun and fired directly in the direction of Su Fan and the others.

Flames spewed from the muzzles of the guns, but the metal that could easily tear flesh and shatter bones neither hit the target nor hit the wall behind.

Instead, it stood still in front of the two people in front of it.

"Wo De Fa!"

Although the team leader who was leading the group had already prepared himself mentally, he was still horrified after seeing this scene, and felt cold sweat on his back.

He had only seen the power to stop bullets in movies.

Shouldn't the extraordinary people just be a group of guys who are a little stronger or slightly different from ordinary people in some way?
This is totally beyond the scope of human beings!

No, we have to retreat quickly and report the situation, and ask the higher-ups to make adjustments...

The team leader took a half step back and was about to retreat, but he felt dizzy and then heard a dull "bang" and his consciousness fell into darkness.

But he was not the only one, the others who broke in with him also quickly lost consciousness.

After their deaths, the tactical headsets they were wearing lost communication.

……

"Team A has lost contact."

There was a hint of disbelief in the tone of the person reporting.

"It looks like the whole army has been wiped out."

"To be able to survive from that guy's hands, it really takes some skills."

Compared to the reporter, the speaker's tone is calmer and more relaxed.

Because the former didn't know that the tactical team was just cannon fodder sent in to test the waters, and also because they knew nothing about this place.

This place is twenty kilometers away from the building in the city center. It is located in a secret basement and no one knows its exact location.

It doesn't matter even if the other party has the means to search memories.

Not only that, there are psychics here, and there are bunkers made of special materials that even evil spirits cannot detect and enter. In addition, there are truly top-notch extraordinary people in this room.

Compared with the group of extraordinary people who entered the building, the abilities and strength they possess are like the bright moon in the sky compared to the fluorescent light of rotten grass.

With such layers of protection, unless the other party is Jesus reincarnated, there is no way to threaten his personal safety.

The man gently swirled the drink in his glass, a smug smile on his face.

He is not one of those wasteful people who only know how to waste family resources. He does things flawlessly and never makes mistakes.

This is also the reason why the top management is confident in entrusting such tasks to me.

Of course he also understands his position.

As the white glove who does the dirty work, what awaits him is not only the opportunity for promotion, but also the fate of being abandoned after his rabbit has died.

So he has kept evidence of everything he has done so far, and it is very secretive.

He does things flawlessly.

"Have the rest of the team change into SWAT uniforms outside and remain on guard. The hounds may enter now."

The man gave the order like a chess player overlooking the overall situation, watching the changes on the chessboard. But at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared.

"Really? But unfortunately, all the hounds are dead."

The man paused as he shook the wine glass, then frowned.

He looked displeased and glanced sideways at the direction where the sound came from below.

That was exactly the location of the person who had previously reported the team's battle situation.

"Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

The intelligence officer sitting in front of the computer stood up and turned to the man.

His face no longer had the humble and submissive look it had before. Instead, his eyes looked as if he was examining an object, insolent and rude.

The man was about to open his mouth to scold, but he realized something and his body trembled violently.

The person in front of him now was no longer the intelligence officer who had just reported on the status of the operation.

Why is this happening?

The man was frightened in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface and spoke slowly.

"It looks like his soul has been erased by you."

"Erase? You think too badly of me."

The mysterious man controlled the intelligence officer's body and walked up the stairs leisurely.

"Not everyone is like you, who likes to kill people to silence them."

"How are the people outside?"

“Some are still alive.”

The man sneered.

"You want them to survive so they can confess the incident later and disrupt the situation, right?"

"You devil!"

"That's a great idea. Let's do as you say."

The person who occupied the body chuckled.

He approached step by step, and other people who passed by fell to the ground from their seats one after another and died silently.

"Any last words before you die?"

He finally came in front of the man and looked down at him.

"I just want to know how you locked onto this place and affected the original consciousness of this body. Let me die with a clear mind."

The man seemed to have all his strength drained away at once. He slumped down in his seat, speaking weakly.

"Evil spirits can temporarily occupy a human body, squeezing his soul into a corner, or simply driving it out of the body."

"The principle is very simple, it is to use a more powerful soul to suppress another soul."

"Evil spirits in the secular sense are nothing more than ants to me. What is there to marvel at that ants can do?"

"I see. Come on..."

The man lowered his head, looking ready to be killed.

But his hand had unconsciously touched the bottom of the armrest during the conversation.

idiot!

The man cursed in his heart.

Do you really think that you are going to die just by talking nonsense with him?

I'm waiting for an opportunity, what are you waiting for?
When I get out of this predicament, I will make you pay the price!
The man pressed the button hard as if to vent his anger, but found that his fingers could not move at all.

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and looked up suddenly, only to see a face right in front of him, and then a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Press it, why don't you continue pressing it?"

(End of this chapter)