In an uninhabited house, the furniture in the house has been covered with white cloth and a layer of dust has fallen on it. It can be seen that there is no one living here for a long time, but judging from some traces on the ground, someone should have come.

Although the light inside is good, it still looks dim compared to the outside.

Squeak! Squeak!

The rat cried out, and a thin little gray mouse emerged from the darkness, looking around with a thief's face, as if looking for food. However, there was no one here for a long time, and there would be food there.

At this time, it seemed to have discovered something, and rushed to the bottom of a covered sofa, sniffed with its pointed nose, as if it had discovered something that interest it, and was about to get into it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared out of thin air, picking up and grabbing the little gray squirrel who wanted to rush in.

"Little guy, I didn't expect your nose to be quite sensitive."

The figure's face was cold and hard, and his eyes seemed to have a sense of fear of being reborn after the disaster. He looked at the little gray squirrel struggling desperately in his hand, and his eyes showed a strong murderous intent, and his hands began to slowly shrink as the murderous intent in his eyes became deeper.

Listening to the little gray squirting and struggling, he couldn't help but show a twisted and wanton, and his mouth was whispering, as if cursing something. It was not until the little gray squirrel that he had pinched into meat sauce by him. He threw the disgusting thing in his hands on the ground, and quickly wiped the blood in his hands on the cloth on the sofa.

His face was pale, as if there was no trace of blood, and he was particularly frightened on his face. He sat on the dusty ground with some fear, his chest quickly undulating and breathing heavily in his mouth.

Frida recalled the thrilling scene just now. As long as he hesitated for a moment, his fate would end up like his two companions. This was the first time he had seen such a powerful cat. He seemed so powerless in the face of the attack of the black cat. The two cats, black and white, had the idea of ​​not wanting to meet them. The feeling of powerlessness made him feel terrified when he thought of it.

After a while, he seemed to remember something and quickly overturned the sofa in front of him. Then he took out a saber from his body and pried it along the tiny crack on the floor, and immediately a secret wall appeared inside.

When Frida saw that the things inside were still there, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as these things were still there, he would have made no mistakes after returning to the organization. The deaths of Carmen, Chris and Dr. Ryan were not so important. He reached out and took out a code box and a gift bag from it. He only mentioned these two things and was about to leave here.

The bear market is too dangerous for him at this time. No matter it is the Shadow Church or the strong people in China, he may not have a good life when he meets anyone.

The dark energy in Frida was surging and she was about to teleport away.

"Who is it?"

His figure flashed, and then appeared in another place in the room. Seeing that he had not teleported away from the room, Frida's face changed drastically, and he looked around with fear and shouted. He held his left hand and immediately a small fireball began to gather in his hand.

The room was so quiet that he felt terrible, and the shadows around the room were like a monster who chose people to eat, making this ordinary house immediately terrifying.

"I didn't expect you to put the east under here, no wonder I couldn't find it."

A clatter of applause sounded, and a black figure slowly walked out of the darkness of the room and stopped not far from Frida. The man seemed to have not seen the fireball in Frida's hand, looking at the place where things were hidden.

When Frida saw the other party's attitude that he didn't take him seriously, she couldn't help but feel angry. With a wave of her hand, the fireball that had turned into the size of a football was thrown at the man.

As the firelight lit up, the person's face appeared from the shadows. It was a very ordinary face, the kind of big-name appearance that people would soon forget after being seen. He was about thirty years old and although he was not tall, he looked strong.

Seeing that the man was facing Frida's fierce attack, he didn't care. He raised his right hand lightly towards the fireball and grabbed it. As he moved, a wisp of black mist kept popping out of his hand, surrounding his hand, making his hand become terrifying immediately.

boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the violent fireball was instantly shattered by the man with one claw.

"Who are you?"

When Frida saw this scene, his face immediately changed, and his attack was blocked like this. Especially when he thought that the space in the room seemed to be blocked, he could not teleport out at all, which made him feel even more unpleasant.

"Leave the things to me! The things that belong to me in China are not owned by you barbarians."

After breaking the opponent's blow, the man stopped and stood up. The surrounding furniture had been ignited by the scattered sparks, but the flames were blocked by the black mist wrapped around the man's body, making the flames unable to hurt him at all.

"You are a strong man in China. How did you find this place?"

When Frida heard the other party's words, she immediately understood that this person was from the Chinese. But how the other party discovered this place. You must know that no one knew this except the three high-level strong men they organized in the bear market. Judging from the other party's appearance, it seemed that they had been waiting for him. He didn't believe that the other party was following him. No one could catch up with him with teleportation.

"Of course I learned about this place from Chris. If the woman hadn't known where you were, I wouldn't have to wait until now. Don't resist. You are no match for me, and you can't escape in my killing space."

The man said it readily about Frida's doubts. He remembered that he had sacrificed his lust for the sake of the task. Fortunately, the woman was not bad, otherwise it would be a loss. Of course, the woman Chris did not tell him this place, but he used some means to get the news from the woman. If it weren't for not alerting the enemy, why would he have such trouble?

"You are the White Tiger of the Huaxia Supernatural Bureau."

When he heard the killing space, Frida immediately thought of information about the various powerful people of the Huaxia Supernatural Bureau in the organization, and information about the supernatural powers of the Huaxia White Tiger Group leader Baihu immediately appeared in his mind. He did not expect that the man who was not good-looking and spoke casually was actually the famous strong man in China Baihu.

White Tiger is very mysterious. Although his superpowers are not a secret, no one knows his true appearance. Thinking that the person standing opposite him was a late-stage superpower, Frida couldn't help but show a hint of despair in her eyes.

"You actually know me, so you should understand that you can't escape. Surrender! I can't take action, I'm so tired after waiting for you for two days in this ghost place. Let me solve the problem early and find a place to sleep."

Baihu waved his hand without any master's demeanor, signaling Frida to make a decision quickly. His superpower is a killing space, and through superpowers, the same surrounding area can be transformed into a battlefield in the real world. Unless the trapped people are killed, they will not be able to escape at all. This is like entering another world.

"I want me to surrender, dream!"

Frida couldn't help but show a trace of determination. Compared with the consequences of betraying the organization, he would rather die here in battle. Besides, he also held a glimmer of hope. What if the White Tiger was not as strong as the cross? Thinking of this, the energy fluctuations in his hand surged, and fireballs quickly formed around him.

"Why do you have to!"

Seeing this, the white tiger had turned into darkness at this time, and countless black mists were rushing out of his body. With the appearance of this mist, countless screams of unjust souls immediately sounded in the room. Each of these black mists was transformed by creatures that died in the hands of the white tiger. As the white tiger killed more creatures, the more mists there were, and his strength would also increase.

It can also be seen from the black fog that emerged from him that this white tiger was definitely a person who killed countless people.
Chapter completed!