Interstellar star overlord Bo Qi

Xiaobai's cheerful smile collapsed from the shock.

"If you want to try it, I don't care, but the premise is that you think it through. The differentiation inside has reached the end stage. For the others, let Xiaoqing calm down for a while. The blood corpse refers to the other side. I'll take a look. You all should be careful.

The weirdness here is not 01:30. If I don’t come back, I will take everyone back the same way. If you can’t find the way, just wait for Qizhong to come and walk together. "

Bo Qi was walking towards the wide and long corridor.

Looking at Bo Qi's back, Xiao Bai was very confused. On the one hand, he was a brother who faced terrible things alone, and on the other hand, he was his beloved. Here, you should stay.

"Bo Qi, if it's my brother, promise me to come back."

Bo Qi waved his hand, and embarked on the journey of not knowing where to go.

When Qizhong returned to the city, there were many people lying down on the street, and the amount of blood spreading under the corpses told him that they were dead.

Qizhong put the mecha back into the space button, took out a photon gun that his elder brother gave him, put it in the holster on his waist, put the magazine in the holster on his waist, and kept the dagger at his waist as a backup, which is the easiest to grab touch the place.

On weekdays, it is not a noisy street, but there are people coming and going, but now there is no one.

Several suspension vehicles have been scrapped on the side of the road, very quiet, and the dry leaves are blown on the road by the wind.

Qizhong focused on observing every move around him. He was a dark guide, but he didn't have the sensitivity of a sentinel.

He can only be careful, be careful.

When I came to the door of Lotte, the door was closed tightly, which somewhat reassured Qizhong.

Qizhong pushed open the gate of Lotte, there used to be a few people staying in the place, but today it is empty, with a few corpses on the ground.

There are several holes in the door panel, judging from the height and direction of the shells, this is a shot fired at a person.

Qizhong thought about who would make them worth using guns.

Fingers caressed the bullet holes, according to Qizhong's observation of the chaotic lying position and direction of the seats here, observing the general direction of the guests, and following the most likely direction, Qizhong chased after them.

It has been very quiet all the time. Those who went upstairs had bloodstains, and those who went underground had no bloodstains, but it seemed that many people had entered the underground secret passage.

After pressing the password, the door opened. It was very dark inside, and there was no light to be seen. Qizhong pressed the light switch twice, but the light did not turn on.

Qizhong took out a lamp to light it up, and after lighting it up, he was surprised to see a lot of people lying on the ground.

Qi Zhongxin wondered what kind of beast would survive under the strafing of photon guns?It can still kill so many people. It cannot be said that all the people here are sentries, but 60.00% are sentries, so they won't be killed so badly!

Qizhong crossed the smelly corpses all over the floor and came to the next door, which needed to be unlocked by the cornea.

Before entering, Qizhong took out his dagger and photon gun as cover.

It was still pitch black inside, and the place where the light was inserted at the waist to illuminate was very limited.

There are still corpses all over here, and there are quite a few of Lotte's younger brothers from the clothes.

Qizhong carefully searched every corner, and after there were no hidden dangers, he unlocked the next door with his fingerprint.

Qizhong's hand was in the air, and the door was already opened.

Li Zhennan, butler Li, said, "Master, I'm sorry."

Qizhong looked at the dozen or so people behind him and asked, "What happened? Where's Dad?"

The housekeeper and the younger brothers made way for each other, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry young master, master...he's old, he's already gone."