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Chapter 225 Suppression(1/2)

 Humans stare nervously at the screen.

The supernatural escape this time did not interfere with the monitoring and the screen was completely black. Now there are some snowflakes on the monitor. You can still see it, but it is a bit blurry.

The figure with high hopes walked slowly through the corridor, passing one monitoring device after another.

He would even stop and look at the door opposite the glass window, not knowing what he was looking at.

Someone paid attention to the house number of the cubicle where the black-haired young man stayed, but didn't see anything special about it.

"Is this your first time underground and you are more curious?"

"As long as I'm not bewitched, it'll be fine..."

"Should I answer the radio and tell him to walk faster?"

The observers whispered, but in the end the civilian staff did not move.

They rarely do extraneous things outside the broadcasting location. After all, many of the martial arts faction are difficult to maintain, and they may get into trouble if they talk too much.

The figures under the camera stopped and stopped in front of the door, without any unnecessary movements.

Anyway, with the human beings on tenterhooks, Bai Su gradually approached the escaped spirit.

Perhaps because there were no chasing humans behind him, the escaped spirit huddled up in a corner, curled up into a ball, and made a strange noise.

At least this is what Baisu saw when he leaned over.

Hearing the sound of someone's footsteps approaching slowly, the huddled black ghost turned back.

It’s hard to say what the other party is, but it doesn’t look very good.

It’s hard to say what the monster is, but from a human aesthetic perspective, this noodle-like thing looks ugly.

The noodle-like supernatural creature squirmed for a moment, and then nothing happened.

Escape from the supernatural:?

The noodle-shaped ghost moved again, probably because the part of his face was trying to change, but nothing happened.

At this time, the warning from humans came, probably because they saw Baisu encountering the escaped spirit, so I would like to inform you.

Although it has been said before in the hall, the human still repeated it in the headset: "Mr. Bai, please be careful, this spirit can transform into someone close to you to deceive you!"

Human beings stare at the screen intently, always ready to broadcast the Great Compassion Mantra over the communication if something goes wrong, which is better than no help... Huh?

In the picture with flashing snowflakes on the screen, the supernatural creature that had deceived many members and pulled them into hallucinations squirmed several times, but in the end nothing changed.

The person behind the screen:?

Noodle-shaped supernatural:......

Only Bai Su, who was surrounded by humans, looked like this.

Why does he have anyone close to him? Why not imitate the original one... called Bloody Mary? It would be more realistic to see what he is afraid of.

Bai Su and the runaway ghost who couldn't change their appearance looked at each other, and the former showed a kind smile to the latter.

——Run.

There is only one thought in the supernatural mind.

Unlike the previous time when being chased by humans, the speed of the supernatural escape tripled. Its noodle-shaped body was like an arrow off the string. It tensed up and bounced out in an instant, leaving Bai Su behind.
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The black-haired young man who had not done anything yet patted the hem of his clothes, and then followed him slowly.

Baisu is not in a hurry.

It's best for this supernatural being to run downstairs so that he can go downstairs and take a look.

However, Bai Su's beautiful thoughts soon came to nothing.

This escaped supernatural being was worthy of a C-level rating. He didn’t dare to go down too far, and he ran to about seven floors underground.

The spirit wanders in front, its noodle-like body sliding across the ground leaving wet and slimy traces. If you step on it accidentally, it will stick, and if you step on it accidentally, you will fall.

Soon, the ghost arrived at the stairwell going down at the end of the corridor, and slipped down between the handrails in a few moments, creating some distance.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Bai Su, who was chasing after him, stood on the platform from the sixth floor to the seventh floor. After some thought, he chose the simplest and most crude way to go downstairs.

He jumped.

He climbed over the railing and jumped down from the gap as wide as one person between the platforms.

The whole movement is so smooth and natural that the humans behind the surveillance camera are stunned for a moment.

"Does this person... have such a personality?" Seeing that the style of chasing on the screen with flashing snowflakes gradually changed, "That's not right, this person's physical fitness is so good!"

Watching the black-haired young man fall to the ground, the platform he stepped on was slightly dented due to gravity, which was the weight of a real person.

Looking back, after a few screens flashed, the black-haired young man "finally" reached the supernatural tail.

"Wait a minute! Mr. Bai, please don't touch it directly with your hands -"...?

Just halfway through the words of reminder, the leader speaking into the headset got stuck.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to say it, it’s just that he doesn’t know how to evaluate it.

The black-haired young man seemed to have heard the leader's words, and the outstretched hand was replaced by a leg.

The black-haired young man stepped on the noodle-like tail pulled behind by the spirit.

Then, the noodle-shaped supernatural being couldn’t run anymore.

"Ah... Is this what this supernatural being is like?" The leader doubted life and turned over the page of the management instructions for the escaped supernatural being, "Isn't it capable of cutting off its tail to survive?"

The leader tried to get close to the escaped ghost once despite hallucinations, but he quickly ran away. The remnants left in his hand had been packed up and were waiting to be processed.

Theoretically, the way to send this escaped spirit back is to beat it into paste. Generally speaking, it is captured and fixed with special bullets... bullets...?

The leader suddenly looked up: "Did we give him a gun?"

When the leader turned around, he found that the companions around him were fully equipped, except for one who was missing a communication headset.

"No... no?" His companion replied, "The man came down empty-handed, with nothing tied around his waist, and then he was sent away by the captain."

"But, Captain." Another companion raised his hand, "It doesn't matter whether you give me a gun or not."

The leader raised a question mark and asked: "What do you mean?"

"I happened to pass by that person when he was doing relevant training and saw the scene." Another companion showed an indescribable expression, "None of the bullets in the magazine hit the target."

"Obviously it is a very standard posture, but it has a buff that is 100% off target."

"Even if Captain you give him a gun, the most likely scenario is... that he breaks the nearby door or blows up the surveillance camera."

Another companion recalled the tragic situation at the training ground and speculated uncertainly.

Leader:......

It’s okay to blow up the surveillance camera. The door of the cubicle must not be destroyed!

It's true that multiple supernatural escapes can kill people, really.

The leader tried to struggle: "What should I do? I'd better call the superiors and ask..."

His words were interrupted by his companion: "It doesn't seem to be necessary. Captain, take a look."

Several people turned their heads from the confusion of not delivering the weapons and looked at the screen.

Because there was no movement of areas, the civilian staff responsible for controlling the equipment simply enlarged that area of ​​the screen.

Everyone can see that the black-haired young man who stepped on the fleeing supernatural being still stretched out his hand.

He fished forward along the trampled part, and picked up part of the supernatural body.

He pulled back further, and for some reason, the soul that couldn't abandon his body was dragged a certain distance by him.

The human being behind the screen was amazed, and was about to analyze whether there would be any problems if he rashly touched the supernatural beings directly with his hands.

The next second, the signal on the screen became poor and the screen flickered like crazy.

Civilian staff took it for granted and began to adjust signals and activate backup equipment.

After a few seconds, the splash screen was repaired, and you could see on the screen that the noodle-like ghost that could not escape was squirming and the outlines of several faces appeared on the body.

In the end, those faces formed the shape of an umbrella and were blocked in front of him.

When the leader saw this scene, his expression became serious: "If you encounter this defense, you should use a gun... Alas, but I don't have a gun-"

The vocals stuttered again.

What did the leader see?

The leader saw that the black-haired young man on the screen did not have any fancy skills. The other person raised his fist and smashed it down when everyone thought he would be injured.

Although he was not injured, the "shield" raised by the spirit was broken.

……

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

The pursuit team members who arrived later carefully walked through the corridor and arrived at the right aisle on the seventh floor.
To be continued...
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