Moen took out his gun expressionlessly, and pointed the gun directly at Aaron's crotch. He said coldly: "Oh! This is a good question. For the lives of the three of us, do you have to sacrifice yourself - to verify the answer?"

At this moment, Moen's coldness was fully released, and Zhuo Fan touched his nose weakly.

"I won't do it!" Aaron's face turned green all of a sudden, and he protected important parts with both hands.

As they were talking, the noisy sounds in the corridor gradually became louder and the tide of corpses was getting closer and closer.

Zhuo Fan leaned his head and shone the flashlight below the downstairs. In the orange light column, the black shadow like waves had already surged to the third floor. It seemed that they would be submerged in less than two minutes.

Moen laughed, his laughter was also cold. While he kept shooting wildly at the tide below, he said, "If you don't sacrifice yourself, we all three will finish playing today."

If Aaron had heard such words, he would have thought that the other party was teasing him. But in this situation, the meaning of this statement from Captain Moon's mouth is completely different.

Although he was still trembling, Aaron's eyes had become extremely firm. He yelled: "My goal is to kill all the ice and snow giants! Come on! Shoot, I'm not afraid!"

Zhuo Fan's pupils shrank and he was extremely surprised, but his hands kept trying to clean up the obstacles of the tables and chairs that blocked the sixth floor.

The key is to strive for a safe escape now.

But the tables and chairs were mixed together like a dead knot. No matter how hard Zhuo Fan tried, most tables and chairs remained motionless.

Moen suddenly restrained his smile, and his face became solemn: "Good, I believe you won't be a burden, so I'll save your life for the time being." After that, Moen's figure moved and rushed down the stairs. "I'll cover you!"

Ah Long wiped his sweat. He just realized that if he had been cowardly just now, he might have been killed by the captain now...

On the four-story stairs, Moen opened his sword with one hand and a pistol, and the sharp sword light danced around. The female corpses' heads and limbs flew up, and the blood suddenly dyed the walls and the ground red. The river-like blood flowed down, making the current passage from the fourth to third floors look like a corridor of hell.

Moen's shooting skills were also first-class. "Bang bang bang!" The gun shot the head, and the female corpses kept falling down, but the tide continued to rise. After waving the short sword dozens of times, even Moen was a little timid. He shouted: "Isn't it okay yet?"

"No!"

While Moen tried his best to stop him, Zhuo Fan and Aaron were sweating profusely to clear the obstacles.

Moen was distracted, and a female corpse in red rushed forward. He quickly rolled the blade horizontally and cut off the neck of the female corpse, but the head of the female corpse was still flying towards Moen's shoulder under inertia. The female corpse grew up and her turbid eyes were full of bloodthirsty. She was about to bite Moen's shoulders hard, but Moen was forced by the tide of the corpse and had no extra time to fight back.

Along raised his hand and said, "Bang!" A gunshot was heard. Half of the face of the female corpse in red was blown up and she fell down with no power. Moen looked at Along with gratitude, and he took a step back and continued to fight for his life.

The crisis is temporarily alleviated.

But even with Aaron's support, Moen was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step. He had retreated to the five floors. Now, as long as Zhuo Fan turned around, he could see the surging tide of corpses, and Moen and his two could last for at most for more than 10 seconds.

They were in constant danger and had no time to urge Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan's mental power moved, and Along and his short sword flew into the air at the same time. After the most difficult ten seconds, [Mindfulness Power Materialization] was finally ready. Two milky white hands appeared on Zhuo Fan's side out of thin air, and they held a short sword each.

The big hand held the short knife, and the tension on Zhuo Fan's face eased a little.

Immediately afterwards, he controlled his big hand to wield violently. The big hand, which was materialized by the mind power, was extremely powerful. With one punch, even the steel plate was punched out. Now the big hand was waving, and the sharp sword shadow bloomed in the corridor like a storm. Everything in front of him could not stop the blade. The sound of "Crack!" sounded, and the obstructing debris and tables and chairs exploded one after another.

Moen took another step back and looked at the scene in surprise. With such a dense attack, he could not completely avoid it.

After Zhuo Fan cleared the corridor, he immediately shouted: "Captain, Aaron, retreat quickly." Moen had no expression on his face and suddenly cut a female corpse with one knife and two swords. After firing several shots, he temporarily forced the corpse tide to retreat. Then he flashed into the sixth-story corridor.

Aaron and Zhuo Fan also followed closely.

After entering the sixth floor, Zhuo Fan used some remaining office desks and chairs to re-block the narrow entrance. As a result, it was difficult for the corpse tide to break through to the sixth floor for the time being.

Through the obstacles, you can clearly see the tide of corpses surging outside. Aaron made a face and stuck out his tongue: "Hahaha! Are you capable of coming in?"

"Brush!" A broken arm really flew in and hit Aaron in the face.

Aaron's face suddenly turned pale. Zhuo Fan looked at him weakly.

Moen looked around without expression and said, "Keep moving forward and find a safer refuge."

The three of them continued to move forward, and the sound of rioting corpse tides kept coming. As soon as they stepped onto the sixth floor, the three of them found that the structure here was very special. The corridor was not a straight line, but a rare circular corridor. The corridor was covered with white walls, but without a trace of patterns. The originally dark corridor space, with the light brought by the flashlight, added a strange atmosphere.

The three of them had been walking in the circular corridor for almost five minutes, but they still had no end. Aaron threw his pistol on the ground with a little discouraged look: "It's so unlucky. Even a task at the level of evil spirits shouldn't have encountered such a thing..."

The pistol hit the ground and made a "Kuang Kuang" sound. Moen's face changed. He shot two times at the wall. "Bang bang!" After the bullet hit the wall, he didn't even leave a pit.

The walls and corridors are so hard, it is absolutely difficult to escape if you want to open a hole. The obstacles that hinder the corpse tide will sooner or later be broken, if there is a dead end in front of you...

Zhuo Fan put his ear against the wall and listened to the sound of the surging corpse tide. The echo of the "wave" is getting closer and closer, and you can hear it almost in your flesh.

"They are here!" Zhuo Fan shouted, and the three of them immediately ran. But the circular corridor had no end. They seemed to be on the mosquito coil-shaped runway, and the radius of the circle became larger and larger.

During the sprint, the three of them had no vision.

The flashlight kept shaking, and I couldn't see the road clearly. Except for Zhuo Fan, the other two were running almost based on instinct. Zhuo Fan's pupils shrank and he suddenly shouted: "Stop!" His mental power was protruding, and a huge corpse was approaching from the corridor ahead.

The two stopped, and Aaron was a little confused: "What's going on?"

"I have something in front of me. I'll investigate first, you can cover it." As he said that, Zhuo Fan touched it. Just after he took five steps, a huge black shadow appeared, and his huge double tower area could almost fill the entire corridor.

This situation of being hit by front and back is worse than the worst situation they can imagine.

Zhuo Fan called his flashlight, which was a bloated and unformed human form.

Her eyes were turbid and rolled twice to lock Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan was about to shoot, but his balloon-like body trembled suddenly, and a green sticky juice spurted out from her mouth. It didn't seem to be powerful, and Zhuo Fan dared not relax. He immediately jumped up two meters. The juice flew out, rubbed over Zhuo Fan's feet and fell to the ground.

The corrosive sound of "swish" sounded.

Within two seconds, the special wall that could not even be penetrated by the bullets was corroded into a large hole that was one person wide.

Zhuo Fan looked at the big hole and felt a little scared. At this time, the two people behind him also arrived at the sound. Moen said coldly: "The tide of corpses behind is coming soon."

"What should I do with the guy in front of me?" Aaron pointed his pistol at the humanoid monster. "Do you want me to kill it directly?"

"Head!" Zhuo Fan's mind control of the object slowly fell down. "It may explode when hitting the body, and the mucus in her belly is very dangerous..."

After handing over the task, Zhuo Fan stepped back cautiously. He was only responsible for slapping flashlights to maintain his vision and handing over the battle mission to them.

The fat body vibrated strongly again. Moen and Aaron looked at each other and rushed towards it. "Puff!" Two mouthfuls of green mucus flew out, Aaron jumped forward and avoided, while Moen was even more amazing. He stepped under his feet and bounced into the corridor like an elastic ball. The rebounding force that rescued the back and forth was faster, and the monster could not keep up with his rhythm at all.

"Puff puff puff!" Several mouthfuls of mucus fell one after another. Moen grabbed the gap where the monster was spraying, rushed forward, and kicked the monster's stomach with both feet. The monster immediately shook his hands and waved his hands back. Moen retreated ten meters in a row with the power of rebound.

It was like a partner who had been with him for many years. Aaron, who had been waiting for a long time, pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out, and a shot shot, and the red and green splashed together, finally ending the monster's life. The monster fell to the ground, and green juice continued to emerge from his body.

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan dragged the two of them with his mental power, causing them to float away and crossed the monster's corpse from the air.

"Shit!" The corrosive sound continued. The three of them had just left, and the tide of corpses rushed in. As long as they were dead, they would not let it go. The nature of the ghouls made them greedily start to tear the fat corpses apart. "Bang!" The corpses exploded suddenly, and the green juice sprayed the entire corridor.

A small part of the corpse tide was melted by the juice, but the corpse tide behind was still endless...

The three of them ran, and Zhuo Fan suddenly stopped: "There is no way ahead!"

"Impossible! There must be a hidden room in this building! There is no equipment in the communication station." Moen analyzed calmly. "You can try to find out your mental power and see if you will find something if you seep into the wall?" Aaron looked at the two people anxiously.

Zhuo Fan's mental power was protruded, and the wall was indeed empty.

"There are really mechanisms, but you need to enter three-digit passwords. What is the lucky number for you two?" Zhuo Fan turned around and saw the riot of corpse tide appearing at the corner of the circular corridor.

Moen turned around and said, "518!" Zhuo Fan did not expect that Moen actually had a greedy number.

Aaron also said: "222, this is a number that makes me move forward bravely."

"Didi!" "Dou! The first time I entered the password wrong, please try again." This electronic sound not only has a common language for alliances, but also a language that Zhuo Fan could not understand. Zhuo Fan vaguely felt that it was a language similar to the Kingdom of God.

"Didi!" "Dou! The second error..."

The tide of corpse was coming, and Aaron and Moen had been forced back step by step. They came to a meter behind Zhuo Fan, and the three of them were about to be pressed against the wall by the tide of corpse, completely devouring them. Countless arms were waved and stretched out...

Zhuo Fan had no choice but to enter the number he thought of first. "211, home in my military camp."

"Didi!" After entering this time, there was no error message.

With a "bang!" sound, a circular crack appeared on the solid wall in front of Zhuo Fan. When Moen heard the sound, he immediately turned around and kicked the center of the ring with a sudden kick. "bang" the wall on the crack was kicked away with one blow, and the crack position became a hole that could accommodate a person through.

Without saying a word, Moen suddenly rushed out and disappeared. Seeing this, Along hurriedly rushed out. Zhuo Fan heard the sound of wind on the other side of the cave entrance and felt something was wrong.

With his mental power, he suddenly pulled Aaron's heel to prevent any accidents from happening.
Chapter completed!