Chapter 769: Let the Fear Ferment
A member of the organization was running frantically, when suddenly an invisible hand seemed to grab his neck and he was lifted into the air.
His limbs were twisted strangely, his bones made teeth-grinding breaking sounds, and finally with a "click", his head turned 180 degrees to his back. His death was extremely horrific.
In the office, Gin and Vodka witnessed everything through surveillance.
The monsters' first mission was to cause fear to Gin, so when they attacked ordinary members, they would come out of their invisible state from time to time, exposing their extremely terrifying bodies without reservation.
"Brother...what the hell are those things?" Vodka's voice was trembling, and his eyes behind his sunglasses were full of fear.
Although he is a muscular man, in fact, what he fears most is ghosts.
And the things that now appeared on the surveillance screen perfectly matched the imagination of monsters and demons in his mind when he read ghost stories, which made his fear reach its peak in an instant.
Gin stared at the screen, his face terribly gloomy under his silver hair.
His eyes were fixed on the little yellow devil sitting on the drum on the screen. He watched it swing the hammer in its hand and hit a member's chest hard with it, causing a deep dent in the chest. His face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it.
"boom!"
Gin suddenly raised his hand and shot, shattering the surveillance screen.
"Walk."
He ordered briefly, his voice even colder than usual.
"Ah? Just ignore them?" Vodka asked in surprise.
Gin glanced at him coldly: "How are you going to deal with something that bullets can't hit?"
Where there is life, there is hope.
As a capable general of the organization, Gin quickly analyzed the existing information in this short period of time and found out that these ghosts that suddenly appeared in the stronghold were definitely not something they could deal with at the moment.
He needs to leave this terrible place alive and figure out what these monsters are before he can make other plans.
As for the other members of the stronghold.
I can only stay and risk my life to collect intelligence for them.
Just as Vodka reacted and was about to leave with his brother, the office door suddenly creaked open by itself.
There was no one outside the door, only the lights in the corridor flickered.
"Big...Big Brother..." Vodka's voice was trembling.
Gin narrowed his eyes and pointed the Beretta in his hand at the door.
His intuition, having walked on the edge of life and death for many years, told him that there was something there - although it was invisible to the naked eye, the dangerous aura was as tangible as a substance.
"Hee hee hee..."
A burst of childish laughter echoed in the empty corridor.
The evil ghost slowly appeared, its green skin looked particularly strange under the pale light. It floated in the air, tilting its head to look at the two people.
"Can you...see me?" it asked in a sickly sweet voice, full of endless eeriness.
Vodka let out a scream that was not human and collapsed to the ground. Gin pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet passed through the body of the demon demon, leaving a bullet hole in the wall.
"It's useless~" Tianxie Guilu continued to chuckle, his voice becoming more and more sharp, "Human weapons can't hurt us~"
Gin's pupils contracted slightly, but his expression remained calm.
He quickly glanced around, looking for a possible escape route.
"Brother! Behind, behind!"
Vodka shouted in horror, pointing at the window.
Gin turned his head suddenly and saw Tian Xiegui Hong and Tian Xiegui Huang lying on the window, their distorted faces pressed against the glass, and they were laughing. Their nails were scratching the glass, making a creepy sound.
"Vodka, smoke bomb." Gin ordered in a low voice.
Vodka took out the smoke bomb from his pocket with trembling hands. Gin snatched it, pulled the safety pin and threw it towards the door.
Thick smoke instantly filled the corridor. He grabbed Vodka by the collar and kicked open the door of the alternate escape route.
"run!"
The two men stumbled down the stairs, and the shrill laughter of the evil spirits came from behind them.
"Run faster~"
"We are coming to catch you~"
"If I catch you, I'll pull out your intestines and make you jump rope~"
Vodka almost cried, "Brother! What the hell are they?!"
Gin didn't answer, but just quickened his pace.
As they rushed out of the building, the laughter of the Amagic Demons still echoed in the building, along with the screams of other members of the organization.
Sitting in the Porsche 356A, Gin stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out like an arrow. He didn't relax his tense nerves until he drove a few kilometers and confirmed that those things were not chasing him.
Vodka slumped in the passenger seat, his shirt soaked with cold sweat: "Brother...what should we do?"
Gin lit a cigarette with trembling hands and took a deep puff. The stimulation of nicotine made him calm down a little. His long silver hair shone coldly in the moonlight and his eyes were sharper than ever.
"Find out," he said briefly. "Find out what these are and... how to kill them."
After saying that, he stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away again, disappearing into the night, leaving only a string of exhaust gas.
……
Meanwhile, in the penthouse suite at the Rice Flower Hotel.
A charming figure wrapped in a silk bathrobe, shaking a glass of red wine, looking lazily at the screen in front of her.
She had seen the tragic situation of the organization through surveillance.
Even the merciless Thousand-Faced Witch felt uncomfortable after seeing the bloody scene caused by the monsters.
The cruel methods and terrifying images of those monsters were a strong visual shock even for her who was used to life, death and darkness.
Vermouth took a sip of wine, with a dangerous arc at the corner of his mouth: "This is a monster..."
Fortunately, she had long since turned to the light and joined the young master, otherwise it wouldn't just be Gin and the others who would be scared today.
Thinking of the phone call she received in the evening, Sister Bei curled up a playful smile. Monsters are supernatural existences. If they are enemies, they are indeed as terrifying as nightmares, enough to make anyone fall into endless fear.
But if it's one of our own, then it becomes interesting.
"Lord Absinthe, what are we going to do?"
Pu Siqinglan walked out from the balcony with a hint of excitement in her eyes.
In a phone call at night, Hanyu Kusunoki gave them a task - to let the organization know that he had something to deal with monsters.
And considering that a few drops of real wine were mixed with the fake wine inside the winery, once the organization knows this news, it means that other major intelligence organizations will also get wind of it at the first time.
“No rush~ Let this fear ferment first... just like red wine.” Vermouth leaned lazily on the leather sofa, her fingertips tapping lightly on the edge of the wine glass, making a crisp sound.
"Xiao Qinglan, tell me..." She opened her red lips slightly, with an unknown light flashing in her eyes, "When a person is frightened by a ghost, what does he want most?"
Sister Bay's voice is like the sound of nature, but it seems to have a kind of magical power that bewitches people.
Pu Siqinglan tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Amulet? Holy water? Or..."
"It's security, dear."
Vermouth chuckled and placed the wine glass on the table. "And what we want to sell is this sense of security."
After all, the fear caused by an invisible enemy is completely different from the fear caused by a visible enemy.