As the man landed, the sound of the searchlight turning on continued to sound in the factory.

Ghost light sources appeared from all directions.

All of them were shining on Tang Luo and Ao Yulie, and their locations were illuminated as the center of the stage.

The afterglow emitted is enough to make the other place clear.

It can be seen that more than 20 people were quietly standing, squatting, or lying in various parts of the factory.

The postures vary, the only thing that is the iron-blooded and fierce aura they emit, and the guns with red dot sights in their hands.

There are about ten red dots on Tang Luo and Ao Yulie's heads, just pull the trigger.

Those bullets would come to the heads of the two.

"Who are you? Who sent them?" a man asked.

"Stay alive, I'll be able to ask questions later." Tang Luo said to Ao Yulie.

"Yes, Master!" Ao Yulie bowed.

"Shoot!" The man made a quick decision and immediately gave an order.

The factory was suddenly filled with gunfire, but the sound insulation here was very good, and it became scattered after the gunfire reached outside.

Almost inaudible.

A whistling gust of wind rose from Tang Luo and Ao Yulie, forming a rotating airflow visible to the naked eye, like a small tornado.

But it didn't even affect the outside world. Even if it was only one step away from the whirlwind that enveloped the two, the dust on the ground had no intention of dancing.

Ao Yulie raised his right hand and could see that all the bullets that were flying out were frozen in the whirlwind, trembling slightly.

The ever-changing airflow made them all float in mid-air.

The gunshots did not stop. More than twenty people were divided into three groups of people without gaps and kept firing in turns, and bullets kept pouring in.

But after all the bullets entered the whirlwind, they completely stagnated and none of them were spared.

Ao Yulie raised his right hand and waved his bullets, flew backwards, faster than when they came.

The gunshots stopped, leaving only the sound of suppressing pain.

As the third prince of the Jade Dragon in the West Sea, even if it is weakened, it still controls wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

"Let's go." Tang Luo said, walking to a dark door.

"Don't open it!" someone shouted weakly.

Tang Luo was unmoved and opened the door, and a strong smell of rotten smell came out.

The two walked in.

"What are these here? Are these zombies?" Ao Yulie covered his mouth and nose and said.

There is a downward staircase inside the door, which is not long, and it is just a section from one floor to the second floor.

At the end of the steps is a walkway with a width of three or four meters. On both sides of the walkway are rooms similar to cells.

But it is much larger than a prison cell, with four rooms on both sides, a total of eight rooms.

The prison cell was densely packed, and it could be said that people were standing shoulder to shoulder.

These people have men, women, young and old, and their bodies exuded a rotten and unpleasant smell, and their faces turned as blue as if they were dead.

As Tang Luo and the others opened the door, they came in.

The person who felt the light immediately became restless and began to hit the iron railing in front of him, and even bite with his teeth.

"It's a bit like a zombie in a barbarian zombie film?" Ao Yulie said.

"Hu" Tang Luo let out a sigh of relief, walked to one of the cells, reached out, pulled off a railing, and grabbed one of the people's head.

The man's position was not affected by the light. Even if Tang Luo grabbed his head, he still looked dazed and had no reaction.

"Master, this is..."

Ao Yulie took a breath of air conditioning, and an unspeakable expression appeared on his face.

Tang Luo used his soul to save his soul and deliberately showed his state so that Ao Yulie could see it.

He saw Tang Luo grabbing a broken soul.

This soul seemed to have been thrown into the meat grinder and smacked, and then sewed it together again, in a mess.

Moreover, the appearance that the soul can vaguely see is different from the appearance of the body outside.

It is not the soul of this person, but it is forced into the body, allowing the body to maintain "active", and will only gradually decay from the inside out.

It is estimated that it will take several months before these "body" will completely lose their mobility.

It is obvious that all the "people" here are the same, and there is a mess in their bodies, and I don't know whose broken soul is.

Destroy the soul at will, splice it, and then stuff it into another body.

"It seems that the underworld will not do this, right?" Ao Yulie said.

"This should be the ability of the Book of Life and Death. Whoever does it is the holder of the Book of Life and Death." Tang Luo said without answering, "These people are no longer saved."

As he said that, he turned around and walked out.

This is the special situation that Xiaotian Dog discovered.

After coming over to confirm the situation, just ask those people outside, you should be able to find the holder of the Book of Life and Death.

The two walked out again, Tang Luo grabbed it casually, and the Liuli Nirvana handprint did not show its shape, and grabbed the man who had just spoken into his hand.

"Let's be simpler. If you say more, you will suffer less." Tang Luo said to this person.

He did not immediately use his soul to save himself. After all, it is impossible to use his soul to save himself as much as he could be more relaxed than waving his fist.

"Young Master Quan! It was the people around Youth Master Quan who hired us to protect this place!" The man's moral integrity was obviously not high, so he said immediately.

"Who is Mr. Quan?" Tang Luo asked.

"...You don't know?" the man was stunned.

"Oh, we are foreigners and have just arrived here not long ago." Tang Luo said.

"Even if you are a foreigner, how could you not know Mr. Quan? That's Jinxiu Quan." The man said.

"It seems, have you heard it?" Ao Yulie recalled.

When he understood some basic situations in this mission world, he noticed a "Jinxiu Business" company.

It is called Jinxiu, but in fact it is neither Jinxiu nor Emoticon. It is a super chaebol that influences and even controls the lifeline of the country's economy.

And the family controlled by this "Zun" chaebol is the Quan family.

Quan is a relatively common surname in this country, but if the word Jinxiu is added in front of him and becomes Jinxiuquan, then there is no doubt that he is a top-notch person and a real aristocrat.

Now the helmsman of the Quan family is an old man in his seventies, with a total of three sons. The two sons died in an accident when they were very young.

The heir is the eldest son and has gradually taken over many businesses of Jinxiu Business from his father, but he only has two daughters and no son.

The third son is a voluntary young man, showing mercy everywhere, and he doesn't know how to restrain himself when he is in his fifties.

But maybe because of the past when he had fun, he only had two sons.

The younger son is Mr. Quan, named Quan Chenghong, but his birth is not glorious. It is the product left by his father's party and his love for a night. The other party is still a female branch.

If it weren't for paternity testing, it was confirmed that it was indeed a parent-child, and the third generation had only one son, Quan Chenghong probably wouldn't have been included in the family so easily.

Like the Quan family, who controls such huge wealth and power, they must have more children and more blessings.

Although the third generation heir can basically be determined as Kwon Sung-hong's half-brother without any suspense, Kwon Sung-hong still has a very important position.

The family is also cultivating him.

For example, in Xijing, Quan Chenghong had several companies, and he himself lived in Xijing for a long time.

In the man's introduction, they were invited by someone around Mr. Quan, and originally thought they were bodyguards.

Unexpectedly, after coming, they were "exiled" to such a ghost place, guarding a group of strange zombies, preventing them from escaping, and not allowing them to be discovered by outsiders.

Fortunately, these "zombies" are very quiet without seeing the light, and they will only stand blankly, basically without responding to external stimuli.

This greatly reduces the workload of these people.

Although he could not leave, the second young master of Quan gave him a lot of money, and promised to give him a lot of money in the last year and send them abroad to ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

The power of the Quan family is not something that these small mercenaries can resist.

So they stayed here, and every week they were sent by a dedicated person to live in the middle of the night to transport it from the sea.

All the manager assistants beside Mr. Quan drove over to the boat.

Sometimes I would send a few "zombies" over and lock them up in underground cells.

These mercenaries did not think too much, nor did they dare to think too much, and they were doing their own security work honestly.

On the surface, the second young master of Quan is, but in fact, is it the Quan family doing something behind it?

Don’t forget that there are medical drugs in the Quan family’s wealthy industry!
To be continued...