I set up a shelter organization

When the security personnel saw this scene, they frowned.

He muttered to himself, "These people are so timid, aren't they? They're just a few corpses, are they so scared? They're so useless!"

They shook their heads, expressing their disappointment and disdain for the performance of these spies.

However, they didn't realize that the reason these spies were terrified was not just because of the corpses before them...

What really scares them is the extremely cruel methods used by the white left.

These people were anxiously wondering if they would suffer the same fate.

Will they also be deprived of their self-awareness and be terrified that they will be treated like this and become puppets at the mercy of others?

It is this fear of an unknown fate that makes them become so miserable.

Could it be that he has also been turned into a puppet without his own consciousness, which is why he is so scared?

Unfortunately, no one has the time to explore why they are so frightened.

The security personnel ordered those spies who had not yet suffered a mental breakdown to continue cleaning up the battlefield. Although these spies were terrified, they had no choice but to carry out the security personnel's orders.

……

Those who can stay have been screened by white leftists.

Most people who can become leaders have good talents.

After obtaining these dozens of useful tools, the strength of the white left finally rose to a certain level.

Opportunities like this are rare.

After all, there are human rules and regulations for heretics, which impose various restrictions on the behavior of the psychic masters and ordinary people.

Generally speaking, it is not easy to get so many useful, talented and physically fit tools.

Now, there is a rare opportunity to use their abilities wantonly, and the white left will certainly not let it go. Moreover, this is just the beginning.

He won't be satisfied with this.

The strange realm is removed.

The white left looked into the distance.

He will not let go of those who escape.

After all, the mission given by the Deviant Society is very clear: all members of the Blood Feast Organization must be eradicated without leaving a single one alive.

It is this order that allows the white left to exert all their strength without any scruples.

Live broadcast, not interrupted yet.

……

Before the war started.

Some members of the Blood Feast Organization fled overnight with their subordinates and important resources.

They didn't dare to rest, for fear that they would not escape far enough and would be caught up by the enemy.

"Boss, there is a medium-sized gathering place ahead."

The leader finished the last bite of his canned food and stared coldly in that direction. "Everyone, please hide your identities and say you are survivors who escaped from the destroyed gathering place."

After saying this, a trace of cruelty flashed in the leader's eyes. He then made a throat-splitting gesture and added harshly, "If there are those who are blind, then..."

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

Then the leader leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and tried to give his exhausted body a little rest.

The blood feast has been organized.

Fortunately, he is still alive and has a group of loyal subordinates with him.

As long as he is given time, he will be able to make a comeback one day.

However, he could no longer be as lawless as before, wantonly robbing others of their wealth and taking their lives.

Once you enter a gathering place, you need to abide by the rules there.

The leader felt very uncomfortable.

Ever since he joined the Blood Feast Armed Forces and reached his current status, he has never felt this kind of frustration again.

Once you've tasted power, it's not a pleasant feeling to lose it.

But he had no choice. Losing his rights was better than losing his life.

The leader was thinking secretly in his heart, but his body suddenly shook violently.

Then there was a sharp, shrill sound of brakes.

The men screamed in fear: "Boss, what the hell is that?"

He opened his eyes irritably.

However, what he saw before him also shocked him.

In front of the vehicle that was forced to stop, stood a crimson monster.

It opened its mouth wide and gave them a terrifying grin.

"Monster!"

"Damn, what is this thing!"

The leader immediately pulled out the gun from his waist and shouted, "Damn it! Kill it for me!"

His heart felt extremely heavy, and an ominous premonition came over him.

Is there no escape after all?

Having personally experienced the horror of having his body controlled, he understood the enemy's incredible abilities better than his own men.

The men picked up their weapons, opened the car doors and rushed towards the monster.

Intensive gunfire rang out, and bullets continued to pour towards the monster like raindrops.

With so many bullets hitting the monster, any other animal or human would be instantly turned into a hornet's nest.

But this monster is different.

The bullet hit it as if it fell into a sticky liquid. The bullet sank deeply into it but did not cause any harm to the monster.

It was like it ate the bullet.

The more he beat his men, the more frightened they became.

However, they had no chance of escape.

The monster pounced on them, only scratching them lightly with its sharp claws.

They were split in half.

The leader's eyes widened in shock. Through his dilated pupils, he saw the monster tear open the roof of the car and its huge claws grabbing towards his head.

He fought hard and attacked the monster, but unfortunately, the bullets could not stop it at all.

finally.

The monster grabbed his head and lifted him up.

There was a click.

The leader's whole body collapsed and he stopped moving.

Less than five minutes.

This team was completely wiped out.

The monster stretched out its thick and powerful claws and stuffed the bodies of those people into the car easily like toys.

Then, it lifted the entire car effortlessly and turned away.

Mi Lan was flying in the air, chewing the gum in her mouth expressionlessly and blowing a bubble.

Under his feet was a monster summoned from blood.

Because Mi Lan has been addicted to a Monster Hunter game recently, the summoned monster was deeply affected by it. It has a huge body, a pair of thick and powerful wings, and looks very ferocious, like a mutated dragon.

It growled and flapped its wings before flying away.

Before leaving, Mi Lan looked back at the gathering place over there.

At that medium-sized gathering place, the people who had been watching the battle here broke out in cold sweats.

He muttered to himself in disbelief, "Could it be that some strange monster has appeared outside?"

"It's serious. We must report it immediately."

"It would be troublesome if those monsters attacked the gathering place."

"And that person standing on the monster's back, which faction does he belong to?"

The news was quickly reported to the higher-ups.

At first, no one believed the news.

After all, no matter how strange the changes are, there has to be a process, right?