Densely packed mercenaries filled the entire floor, and the light of the searchlights illuminated all spaces.

These mercenaries carried the light above their heads and flowed to all corners of this building like water.

Simple and rough street lamps were erected in the dark space.

This street light is a combination of some mercenary's pathfinder lights and flashlights, and is erected relying on the surrounding scrap steel bars and wooden sticks.

Although this device is so simple, it still emits light to the surroundings, dispelling the hazy darkness and illuminating the ground covered with sand and dirt.

Under this radiant light, it seems that all shadows are invisible.

The walking mercenaries glanced at these bright street lights. The lights and the companions beside them once again gave them courage and dispelled the pervasive fear.

The officer stood in the vast hall near the stairs, watching everything around him.

The short mercenary stood next to him and looked at the street lights around him. "Although these street lights are simple, they are really useful. Brothers are not so afraid anymore. Boss, you still have something to do."

"Fear often comes from darkness and the unknown."

The officer had a slight smile on his face, and it was good news for him that the morale problem had been solved.

"With the level of our search, no matter how good the target is at hiding it, he probably won't be able to hide it."

The short mercenary smiled again, "It seems we can get the bonus this time."

"Um."

The officer nodded, and then he opened his mouth. Just as he was about to speak, a slight sound of footsteps came from not far ahead.

The footsteps were completely different from the footsteps of the mercenaries' military boots. They came from a pair of ordinary leather boots.

The officer felt something in his heart and looked up. On the edge of the darkness ahead that was dispersed by simple street lights, a figure covered in blood slowly walked out of the darkness.

"You two, who are you looking for?"

The figure had a gentle smile on his face, like a helpful passer-by who happened to be passing by, coming to inquire with a warm expression.

At this moment, all the mercenaries around him pointed their guns at that figure after a brief moment of shock.

The officer glanced around the figure in front of him, and there were exploring mercenaries all around the figure.

This meant that the figure in front of him quietly walked past the exploring mercenaries and walked in front of him without causing any notice.

Since the other party can pass by these mercenaries silently, they can also kill these mercenaries silently.

"It seems that the information I received has major flaws."

The officer looked at He Ao's gentle and calm face and said, "You are not just an ordinary and kind-hearted professor with no strength as the intelligence documents say."

"People always grow."

He Ao smiled calmly.

"Suffering often makes a person grow and transform faster, but most people are killed by suffering before they transform."

The officer stared at He Ao with somewhat cloudy eyes, "You appear here voluntarily, so you must be ready to face death."

"Death is the end for everyone,"

He Ao still had a calm smile on his face, and he walked towards the officer step by step, "But my end is not here."

The officer's face turned gloomy. He had not gained any advantage in the verbal confrontation.

He glanced around. Among the mercenaries who were pointing guns at He Ao, many of their hands were trembling slightly. Even with the cover of exoskeleton armor, they could not hide the fear in their hearts.

The mercenaries standing here are all the mercenaries who started the search at the beginning, and they are also the companions of the mercenaries who encountered He Ao and were killed by He Ao.

They had seen the largest number of companions killed by He Ao, and the largest number of rotting corpses. Shadows and fear had shrouded their hearts.

The scene the officer saw was also reflected in He Ao's eyes.

As early as during the battle, He Ao had already discovered that although this group of mercenaries was more numerous and more powerful, their psychological quality was not as good as that of the mercenary team that surrounded him in the alleyways of the West District.

The bloody killings can easily leave seeds of fear in the hearts of these mercenaries.

In order to restore the morale of these people, the officer deliberately moved them to his side and under the light, and let the new mercenaries explore the unexplored areas. However, this made it convenient for He Ao, allowing him to be calm and calm.

's standing here.

"You are hurt."

The officer looked at the wound on He Ao's waist and said calmly.

He must defeat He Ao, both verbally and with momentum.

Letting a seemingly invincible enemy show its weakness is the best way to restore the morale of your teammates.

"Well, it was left behind by your adjutant who was injected with C-level genetic medicine."

He Ao continued to move forward, approaching the officer step by step. The mercenaries standing in front of him subconsciously made way for him.

The officer's words did make many mercenaries notice the injury on He Ao's waist, but He Ao's calm and frank admission prevented them from thinking about anything else.

The vicious adjutant was already dead. He had used C-level genetic medicine, but he still died. After his death, he only left a scar on the man's body that didn't seem to affect his actions at all, and wasn't even obvious.

These mercenaries pointed their guns at He Ao and stared at him, but they stepped back slightly to make room for He Ao.

"So you show up here to challenge me?"

The officer glanced at his men with calm eyes.

He knew that if he gave the order, these mercenaries would still follow his orders and attack, but they would be more likely to flee due to poor morale.

These mercenaries are just mercenaries who work for money. When faced with a fatal battle, they may not be willing to fight tooth and nail.

This is true even for the elite.

The attributes of mercenaries determine their fighting methods. Only a handful of the most elite mercenaries can fight until the last moment.

Therefore, the time these mercenaries can attack is limited and must be used at the most appropriate time.

With his hands behind his back, the officer silently pressed the button to summon the mercenaries from outside and pressed the button to inject the genetic medicine.

He had never looked down upon He Ao. After knowing that the super elite mercenary team was wiped out, he had already regarded He Ao as the most dangerous enemy.

"Professor Jess,"

He looked at He Ao with a smile and said slowly,

"I always respect people with knowledge. Judging from the strength of your actions and your previous information, it seems that you have not broken through to C level. Your C level power is achieved by relying on some extraordinary items, right?

"As far as I know, all extraordinary items that enhance strength cannot last long, so your main target is ordinary mercenaries. You want to weaken our morale and our strength first, and then find a way to escape.

go out.

"I have observed traces of your battles. When you killed mercenaries using D-class extraordinary items, although the battles basically ended in a short period of time, you used cleverness or tactics and did not directly explode.

Crushing power.

"This proves that your C-level power cannot be used in a short period of time. If we hadn't been forced to a dead end now, I don't think you would have taken the initiative."

This calm and rational analysis made He Ao stop in his tracks, and even made the mercenaries around him stabilize their gun-holding hands.

At the same time, accompanied by a sharp pain, the genetic medicine was injected into the officer's body, and a faint red light enveloped his body.

The short mercenary who had been silent beside him was also covered with a faint red light at this moment. He looked at He Ao with a certain bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

"Mr. Professor, you can't defeat us. How long can your extraordinary items be used after several battles last night and tonight? You are still injured. If you surrender now, we can leave one for you.

Complete the body and even help you buy a good cemetery."

Speaking of this, his words contained a certain kind of joking, "Mr. Professor, you don't want to live a decent life, and after your death, your body will be taken away by the municipal corpse collection truck, and thrown into the rusty place together with the homeless people who froze to death."

The incinerator?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes stayed on He Ao, as if waiting for He Ao's surrender.

At this moment, the officer's eyes also stayed on He Ao, waiting for He Ao's answer.

Although he attaches great importance to He Ao, he only attaches great importance to it. He does not believe that He Ao can escape under such heavy siege. The only way to meet He Ao is death.

Being able to kill some lone mercenaries in the corner does not mean that you have the ability to survive under heavy siege and two C-class attacks.

There is an essential difference between standing in the shadow and standing under the light.

"Feel sorry,"

He Ao turned his hand gently, and the cold alloy dagger appeared in his hand. He looked at the two people in front of him and showed a smile, "Although Professor Jess is gentle and weak, he has never surrendered to anyone in his life."

."

"It seems you are a qualified warrior!"

The officer looked at He Ao calmly, and the next second, his body suddenly disappeared.

He Ao suddenly raised the dagger in his hand, activated Super Memory, and took half a step back.

A silver scimitar appeared in front of him almost as soon as he completed the action, hitting the dagger in his hand.

boom--

The powerful force was transmitted along He Ao's body to the floor under his feet. The old cement floor suddenly collapsed and sunk downwards.

At the same time, a little fear appeared in He Ao's heart, which was the fear of being affected by abilities.
To be continued...