More than a dozen evil dogs escaped, and the corridor returned to tranquility, dead silent, as if the bloody scene just now was just a movie that came and went, only a pool of blood on the ground witnessed its existence.

Five minutes later, there was still no sound outside, and the dim light bulbs flickered.

"Don't mess around, there's nothing outside, let's go quickly." Lu Haotian urged.

"Shh, come, don't make a sound." Wushuang pulled the gap between the blinds narrower.

The guy in the corridor had not approached yet, but the light bulbs that flickered his shadow into a diagonal length, just reflected under the blinds. It was a figure. Judging from the outline of the shadow, he should be a man, wearing a pair of leather boots, as if he was carrying some weapon in his hand. The weapon was very long and dragged to the ground, and it looked like he had three legs.

The guy gradually approached from the other end of the corridor. The first thing that caught Wushuang's eyes was his head. He was wearing a high-brimmed hat of a Japanese officer. He had a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a scar on his face, and a standard hygiene beau of the Japanese era on his nose. He was wearing a clean and neat Lunizi military uniform, with military boots under his feet, and a knife in his hand. The knife was very long, and the sword was dragged to the ground of the corridor and rubbed into a series of cremation.

"Is it a living person?" Lu Haotian wanted to say further. Wushuang quickly reached out to cover his mouth. This guy was definitely not an ordinary person. His aura was enough to make dozens of mutated German Shepherds frightened. It can be seen that he has been the ruler of the underground fortresses for decades.

The four of them leaned quietly against the wall and watched the movements of the Japanese officer. If he had been living underground for so many years after being infected by the mutant virus, why did all the soldiers in the barracks die but he survived alone? Moreover, even if he was an infected mutant, he had only one person, with a samurai sword in his hand. What were those hunting dogs afraid of? Wushuang looked at every move he walked carefully, and his left and right hands swayed back and forth with the movements under his feet, and the frequency was not at all.

Wushuang once saw undead zombies infected by viruses in Laojingou, Zhanlongling. Their actions were very hard and slow, but this Japanese officer did not look like he was infected.

Since he has not been infected, why has his appearance remained in his forties and has not aging for so many years? Is there an exit here? Or... there is also a space-time vortex in the Japanese underground base?

The Japanese military boots walked towards the barracks step by step with a very rhythmic pace and stopped. Wushuang quickly put his hand in front of the door and gently locked the door from inside. He was sure that the action did not make a sound, and the guys outside would never hear it.

When he looked up to look outside the blinds, he suddenly had a pair of cold glasses looking at him through the bulletproof glass window. Even a brave man like him was so scared that he was panting and hurriedly avoiding the eyes outside the window and not daring to look directly.

But he was not sure whether the other party had discovered them, so he could only make a gesture to make everyone prepare to fight.

Wushuang thought that guy would hit the door or window immediately, but strangely, the tranquility of death was restored outside the blinds, as if he could even hear the sound of his hair falling to the ground.

Wushuang put his hand on the lock in the door. If there is any abnormal movement outside, he will suddenly pull the door open while the guy doesn't react and gives him a few bullets.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no sound outside. Beads of sweat were flowing from Wushuang's forehead. Perhaps this enemy was unprecedentedly powerful, maybe he was not an individual at all, or he was not a human force that could be matched by human power. He began to regret not allowing everyone to evacuate from the sewer in time and that he is becoming more and more passive now.

Did he find them?

Wushuang plucked up the courage to open the corner of the blinds and went to see, but there was nothing outside the blinds, as if that guy had evaporated from the world.

Wushuang frowned and looked at Caidie. Caidie carefully placed the 38th large cover by the wall, and fell into her wide cuff into a delicate folding fan. The cold weapon was more in line for her, and the masters competed faster. Although the 38th large cover was a gun, once a shot did not cause a fatal blow to the enemy, the peerless master could take her life in this space between the space between the gun chambers. This folding fan was nothing special in the eyes of ordinary people. Although the butterfly embroidered on the fan was beautiful, it was not even considered an antique. However, among the eighteen weapons used by Caidie, this folding fan was the one she matched the most. It could fully exert Caidie's weird red silk door technique, which was dazzling.

Wushuang felt that the guy hadn't left yet, he should be separated from them by a wall, and he was waiting, what was he waiting for? Are he hesitating how to break into the door?

"No! Brother Shuang! Dodge quickly!" The successor of the Red Juanmen who had once wandered around the world was extremely sensitive to the perception of danger. She had already noticed the powerful aura outside the door, and the aura was filled with endless murderous intent.

Lan Caidie didn't care about that anymore, and quickly grabbed Wushuang's shoulder from behind and dragged it back. At the same time, Wushuang's hand had just left the hidden lock in the door when he suddenly saw a sharp samurai sword stab in from outside. The Japanese officer outside was fierce and slashed down with force. The samurai sword actually opened a big hole in the iron gate flower, and the hidden chain was cut off to the ground by him.

"Shoot!" Wushuang ordered.

The 38th cover in Lu Haotian and Ma Erye had already pointed at the iron gate. The two of them pulled the trigger together. The 38th cover was powerful. The bullet rushed through the iron gate, and two metal collisions were heard.

Before Wushuang could react, the sharp samurai sword cut in from the outside again. This time, he directly cut the folding iron door diagonally from the outside and just coincided with the hole just now. Then he kicked the iron door heavily to the center of gravity. The fragile iron sheet could not withstand the huge force of this kick, and it was dispersed in an instant.

Lan Caidie pulled Wushuang back several meters and looked at the tall Japanese officer in front of her in shock. She obviously fired two shots just now, but why didn't she hurt him?

The guy had already broken into the door, stood in front of the door and looked at the four of them, then waved his samurai sword and made a gesture. The sharp samurai sword blade shone on Wushuang's eyes, and this guy's aura was too strong.

"Who are you?" He is a master among the masters and there is no time to withdraw, so he can show off with him.

"≈￥…≈..." Unexpectedly, the guy seemed to understand Wushuang's words and said a string of Japanese in his mouth.

"Speak human words!" Wushuang shouted.

"You all of the Chinese people will die in the holy land of the empire!" This little Japanese Chinese is pretty good.
Chapter completed!