Black Robe Begins: I release evil ghosts in the world of American comics

Now that things have come to this, what else can the people of the motherland do?

Of course I forgive Lin Ying.

Dormammu was certainly scary, but if he was afraid of even a mere messenger, why would he be called a homelander? He might as well be called a homecooker.

As a result, the two basically reached an agreement.

The people of the motherland promised to do their best to help deal with the Dark Messenger, and Lin Ying promised to die with all his strength.

Then Lin Ying suggested not to go back to the company, but to find a place to have a drink and wait for Freddy to come and kill him together.

The motherland man patted his chest and then regretfully said that because his mood swings were too big and seriously affected his condition, it would be better to postpone the move and let him wait for a few days before discussing slowly.

Trust is a very subtle thing. In short, society is very simple and complex is people.

As soon as he returned to the company, Lin Ying found Frankie and MM and made a brief report.

"Has he found Beka? He is finally free. May the Lord bless him with peace."

MM is still loyal, but Frankie is not so honest.

"Boss, would it be detrimental to you if you left Butcher there by yourself? You know, he is there, but he often sees people from the motherland. Would he do it for Beka..." Frankie was a little bit confused. Stockholm syndrome, after seeing Lin Ying's power, his loyalty is the highest.

Lin Ying knew what Frankie meant, but in this regard, he really wasn't too worried.

First of all, Butcher hated the cuckolding plot so much that there was basically no possibility of coexistence with the people of his motherland.

Second, Butcher’s knowledge was limited, and it was impossible for Mallory to disclose the details of the cooperation. Therefore, even if Butcher wanted to be the seller for glory, he did not have enough qualifications to get involved.

Under the tone that Lin Ying and the motherland have reached a compromise, Butcher cannot make any waves.

"I have my own considerations in this regard. How is your mission going?"

Since the establishment of Jinyiwei, external affairs have been handled by the Game of Thrones trio. Frankie and MM spend time in the archives when they have nothing to do.

"The information on Walter Company is too huge. Even 1% of what is on the surface has not been read through. Although some interesting things have been found, it is far from enough."

"Then you continue. Okay, take Kimiko away first. It will be very lively tonight. No matter what happens, don't come back. Wait for my call."

Lin Ying had already made up his mind to touch Freddy at all costs while he was still growing, and to explore the bottom of it.

If we really encounter trouble that cannot be solved, I believe that the people of the motherland will not just sit idly by.

Time is like playing a game, one game after another flies by quickly, but the wait for the server to start is very long.

Due to incidents that occurred two days in a row, the Watt Building was tight and heavily guarded. The information and communications department focused on every camera. There were people patrolling every floor with wolves and dogs, and they were even equipped with weapons.

Even in the dark, there are still groups of armed men hiding with live ammunition.

They are always on high alert and ready to go.

As time went by, the tense atmosphere became more and more intense. The security boss was sitting in the command center, sweating profusely, wiping his hands constantly while staring at the screen.

There were also various departments cooperating with the operation, as well as many people hiding behind the scenes. They were all extremely nervous.

——It’s not their fault. The murders that just happened in the Watt Building were not only brutal, but also full of weirdness. Many people are secretly rumoring that Madeline must have committed too many sins and attracted the evil ghost to seek her life.

"Attention all units, it is now eleven o'clock sharp, the red alert has been activated for all, and the countdown has begun."

According to the analysis of the intelligence department, the first murder occurred at 11:06, and the second murder occurred at 11:04 yesterday. It is very likely that it will be two minutes earlier today.

So they suggested that the highest level of martial law would be entered from eleven o'clock.

But then, eleven o'clock, two o'clock, four o'clock, and even six o'clock passed, and there was still no movement at all.

"Is this just over? Was it the battle we set up that scared the other party away?"

Although the security boss is still warning no one to relax their vigilance, the nerves have long been exhausted and even numb after being highly nervous for so long.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This is human nature and difficult to control.

But the change happened quietly at this moment, and a scream suddenly cut through the silent corridor.

"There is movement in camera number 23-11B. It is the tea room on the rd floor."

"Damn it, cut the camera quickly, hurry up!"

"There is still a video from one minute ago, please call it up quickly."

"It's the vice-captain of the third team. He just went on a patrol. Why did he come back alone? This idiot, what time is it? He still wants to drink coffee?"

"Members of the third team immediately rushed to the scene to provide support. The other teams immediately moved closer to the 23rd floor."

The command center suddenly became busy, and then they saw a bloody scene on the main surveillance screen that they would never forget.

After several members of the third team entered the tea room cautiously, the deputy captain who was the first to have an accident suddenly started shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

A pair of bloody claws suddenly burst out from the navel, disemboweling the body from top to bottom.

Then a lean, short, hunched weirdo crawled out of the blood and hot organs with a sinister smile.

It was wearing a wool sweater, a bow tie, plush pants and old-fashioned leather shoes, and a ridiculous style felt hat on its head.

The whole thing looks like that rich ink color that cannot be melted away, as if it had just come out of a black and white movie.

Only one face had color, as if it had been exposed to a ruthless fire, with scars left over from burns everywhere.

The bright red muscles tumbled out of the scorched skin, green thick water flowed, and you could even see fat maggots crawling in and out of the pitted holes.

vomit!

At least half of the people who witnessed this scene were vomiting, even across the screen.

The other half was almost so frightened that they wanted to run away.

"shot!"

The security boss barely suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted orders.

Da da da!

Fiery tongues of fire spurted out from the black hole of the gun, but it only lasted for two seconds before it suddenly misfired.

The team members also stood there blankly, no matter how loud the roar came from the headphones, they did not react at all.

Silent fear grew from everyone's heart and quickly spread to every corner.

At this time, the team members who were standing still began to twitch like the vice-captain just now, as if they were electrocuted.

Zizi!

With the powerful current microphone, large snowflakes began to appear on the screen, and the signal was quickly cut off.

"Would you like to let other teams go over to support?"

Just a dozen words made the speaker gasp for breath, as if he had just run a marathon and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

The security boss sat down on the ground, his lips moving but speechless.

At this moment, Lin Ying, who had been staying in the room, finally stood up.