Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Chapter 213 Realistic Psykers (4K)

Wu Heng, who covered his face with a hood and wore a mask,

He walked calmly and calmly towards the door of the building.

Against the background of the scene where the blood mist gathers, he seems to be a weird person who has invaded reality.

Zhi Er was currently hiding in the life box. Only a fingernail penetrated Wu Heng's skin from the life box on his chest and connected to reality.

On the ground outside the building, there is a luxurious red carpet with complex and exquisite patterns, soft and clean.

Wu Heng's marching boots stepped on them without hesitation.

There were two muddy black footprints that could drive someone with mysophobia crazy.

On both sides of the porch of Anxue Building, there are two pure gold statues.

They are the chaotic bull and the wind element among the mythical beasts of Deep Blue Star respectively, representing strength and confidence.

The statue's facial expressions are lifelike, as if they could come to life at any moment.

After Wu Heng's eyes glanced at the statue, he raised his head slightly and looked at the top of the porch.

Wu Heng looked at the person in charge of the security department and his right hand, which was hidden by the edge of his right trousers and ready to give signals at any time, and Wu Heng smiled.

"I am Qin Shaotang, the person in charge of the Security Department, a second-level psyker. If you have any needs, as long as they are not too excessive, we can sit down and talk about it. Why bother to take action? This is a society governed by the rule of law."

He was judging Wu Heng's identity and abilities, whether he was a single psyker or a dispatcher of hostile forces.

Tan Shaotang dodged in horror and continued to wave out streams of flames.

After all, some novices who are just starting out, even if they already have strong strength, are still afraid of these two words, just like a strong bison will be afraid of a short leopard. Even one of its top horns can make the leopard's intestines pierce. rotten.

Cangyue cloth armor has excellent bulletproof performance. Tan Shaotang rolled on the spot. Although he avoided being shot into a sieve, his neat suit instantly became wrinkled.

Wu Heng glanced at it lightly and said,

"However, we are not afraid of any intruders!" This voice came from behind the two rows of guards.

"Are you relying on these warriors behind you who are pointing guns at you, or are you wearing Cangyue Cloth Armor in your suit?" Wu Heng's voice was low and powerful.

The people burned by the flames groaned in pain, their skin became scorched black under the licks of the flames, and their clothes were instantly ignited and turned into ashes floating in the air.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs there, composed of hundreds of beautifully cut crystals. The light is refracted through the crystals, casting dappled light, full of dreamy beauty.

Qin Shaotang squinted his eyes slightly and walked to the front of the team. He sounded like everything was open to discussion, but he was constantly sizing up Wu Heng deep in his eyes.

"You look confident!"

Wu Heng walked into the door gracefully like an invited distinguished guest.

Another five-meter-long fire snake was controlled by it and rolled towards the remaining guards.

His brows reveal resoluteness and composure, and a confident smile hangs on his lips, giving those around him a sense of composure.

"Talk?"

The moment he turned around, countless bullets had already hit him.

Three sparks exploded in an instant, and the crystal lamp and two cameras exploded, releasing a strong and unpleasant smell of burnt plastic wires.

But some of them showed enjoyment on their faces and rushed towards Tan Shaotang crazily, using their decades of punching power to attack him.

This middle-aged man has a tall and straight posture, like a pine tree washed by the wind, steady and firm.

A middle-aged man with oily hair and a black suit walked out with a calm and powerful step. Every step seemed to carry the confidence of being a member of Anxue Company.

Flames danced wildly on the bodies of these guards.

He protected his head in time, but half of his ears were broken, and blood flowed down, staining half of his face red.

Looking back, Wu Heng's predecessor also passed by this street several times, but he never knew that this company that seemed to be closed to the outside world had such a firepower configuration. This was a deterrent that ordinary people could not imagine.

In the corners on both sides of the chandelier, a black sphere-type wide-range camera is installed.

Due to the constant use of psychic energy, the skin all over his body has turned red, like a volcano about to erupt, steam is rising from the top of his head, and his lips are chapped and bleeding.

When Wu Heng eliminated the security at the door, someone in the building had already noticed something unusual, and they had already reacted.

If he is given enough time and preparation, these ordinary people, even after 60 years of training, will not be able to compete with the flames of a psyker.

Deliberately mentioning the word 'rule of law' is also an attack on Wu Heng.

"Stop, don't move!"

They are all armed with silenced rifles and wearing body-shaping body armor. It can be seen at a glance that these people are all strong and muscular practitioners.

"Sir, who are you? We have something to discuss. We welcome any psychic to visit."

Qin Shaotang, who was injured by his own men, waved his hands angrily and summoned a fireball as big as a basketball. The fireball exploded and splashed on the surrounding guards, burning like a white phosphorus bomb.

This group of people stood in two rows in a well-trained manner, all pointing their guns at Wu Heng.

The guard at the front walked to the door with dull eyes, took out the key card, and opened the beautifully decorated explosion-proof glass door.

"What do you mean!" When Tan Shaotang heard this, the calmness on his face instantly shattered.

20 people quickly rushed out from the passages on both sides of the lobby on the first floor of the building.

Under the influence of the field energy of the trick wall, their internal circuits have been completely burned out.

The flames were like violent beasts, licking the air, making a whirring sound, and the orange-red firelight illuminated the surroundings.

But he had already recovered his wounds at this time, and his palms and face had been shot.

Although as long as you awaken to become a psyker, your physique will automatically transform to the limit of the human body, as long as you are still a flesh and blood body, you still cannot withstand the close and desperate blows of these practitioners.

Especially since he is only a second-level psyker, there is a huge gap between him and the third-level psyker.

The fire alarm device in the lobby was triggered by the flames.

Thin water pipes emerged one after another, spraying liquid continuously, but it was of no help to the heat that was far beyond ordinary flames.

A large amount of hot mist rose, merging with the smell of burnt meat, making the air stuffy and nauseating.

now,

The whole scene seemed to have turned into a picture of hell.

Flames, pain, enjoyment, screams, and fear intertwined together to form an unforgettable and terrifying picture.

"Your confidence is so fragile!"

"This is your fear and I'm giving it back to you now."

Wu Heng controlled the fear generated by Qin Shaotang and poured it into Qin Shaotang's brain.

"Hahaha, I'm going to be promoted and will soon become a third-level psyker." Tan Shaotang was entangled in fear, his eyes were lost, but he suddenly laughed wildly, and the initial pretense of stability completely disappeared.

Waves of material energy surged in his body.

Immediately afterwards came the frightened screams:

"No, save me, how could this happen? I can take over the company right away. I can't die!"

Qin Shaotang looked at himself in horror. Cracks gradually appeared on his skin, which was already as red as a red-hot iron.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of liquid that resembled tomato juice and magma squeezed out of the skin on the back of his hand with a pop. Like a popped pimple.

Qin Shaotang hurriedly pressed his hand on the broken back of his hand, trying to heal it.

In his opinion, the company's general manager Wu Zhan responded to the call and went to the 'Node', and whether he could come back safely was a matter of two minds. As long as he could advance to the third level, he would not only be temporarily exempted from the call, but also be promoted.

I just don’t understand why, even though I was promoted, my spiritual energy suddenly became out of control.

Although he held down the leak on the back of his hand, it was like a leaky bag. The holes were getting bigger and bigger, and orange-red liquid was springing up all over his body like mushrooms after rain.

The whole person was like melted ice cream, dripping on the ground, and turned into a pool of hot liquid similar to magma in less than twenty seconds.

Even the glass-like floor was completely burned through.

When Wu Heng called for help in Qin Shaotang, he had already taken steps towards the elevator on the second floor. The luxurious decoration of the hall along the way made him feel unreal.

These people who are so weak and unable to create value are able to occupy such a magnificent place.

What a strange thing.

Behind Wu Heng, there was a tragic scream.

Those were the people who still had a breath left after being burned. After he lifted the wall of Zhi Er, these people gave out the last cry of their lives.

Accompanying this was a wave of fear that surged toward Wu Heng.

Wu Heng felt a bit like he was doing business or investing in the stock market.

Every time he puts out the power of fear, and then reaps more fear. If he meets a determined person, he may even lose money.

With a ding-dong sound, Wu Heng entered the office area on the second floor.

Unlike a layer of guard force that is on standby 24 hours a day,

People on this floor all work during the day, because it is midnight and there are no employees.

There was only a yawning woman at the front desk.

In a building like this, women with matching looks will naturally be chosen for the front desk position.

The dress and makeup of the woman in front of her have obviously been carefully matched and taken care of. The overall look is fresh, natural, and beautiful.

"Brother Tan, why are you here on the second floor when you have time? Are you here to chat with me, hehe!"

When the woman saw Wu Heng stepping out of the elevator, she asked in a clear and slightly cooing voice in a natural tone, as if her voice was born with a sense of weakness.

"How is this building distributed?" Wu Heng asked directly without any nonsense.

The woman's eyes completely lost their sparkle.

It seemed that the Wu Heng in front of him was the Minister of Security, Qin Shaotang. Even why Qin Shaotang asked such a strange question, he didn't feel anything was wrong.

A tired and beautiful woman can hang out in such a half-black and half-white company. Her emotional intelligence may be very high, but her mental resistance is extremely weak.

This woman, at this moment, had been completely controlled by Wu Heng, and fell into a hypnotic state that seemed like a dream but not a dream, with no logic.

Now, no matter what you ask her to do, even if you ask her to die, there will be no hesitation.

"The second floor is the daily office floor, the third floor is the trap, the fourth floor is the entertainment area, and the fifth floor is the rest area."

"The sixth and seventh floors are unused, and the sixth and a half floors are prison cells."

"The eighth floor is the data room. Only you and the general manager can go up to the ninth floor. It is said that all the precious items are there!" the woman replied as if she was talking in her sleep.

Wu Heng didn't expect that this woman, who was just a receptionist, knew so many things, even things like the mezzanine cell.

"How many people are still in the company and how many psychics are there?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

"Currently, the only ordinary people are me, two information security engineers on the 8th floor, and the guards on the first floor."

"Sir psykers, due to the request of the general manager when he is out, we are all staying in the building during this period. In addition to you, there are 5 first-order psykers. They should all be in the lounge on the fifth floor."

When Wu Heng heard this, he already had a basic understanding of the situation in the building.

He nodded and said:

"Okay, I understand. Go to the third floor. I'll find you later."

The woman walked into the elevator stupidly and pressed the button for the third floor.

After Wu Heng walked around the second floor, he put the visitor's register into the phylactery, took the elevator back to the second floor, and pressed the button for the fifth floor.

This is what the woman calls the rest room for those first-order psykers.

The other party arranged it on the fifth floor, obviously to monitor the prison cell on the sixth and a half floors.

Wu Heng stood in the small, closed elevator. He suddenly listened carefully, his eyes slightly focused, and he looked diagonally upward.

"Ding dong!"

The moment the elevator door opened, bursts of ice, electricity, and concussion exploded, and the crystallized blades shot towards the elevator.

But as the elevator door opened, there was a thick steel plate like an isolation door, blocking the elevator exit.

All attacks were blocked.

The coldness froze the steel, and the crystallized blade penetrated the two-inch-thick steel plate, and the shock exploded into cracks like ice cubes.

Bang!

The broken steel was pushed away and exploded towards the four first-order psykers at the door of the fifth floor.

"Are you rebelling?" An angry shout came, making the four of them completely stunned.

"Minbu. Minister!"

"It's Jiang Xing. His spiritual power heard the movement on the first floor and said that you had been killed."

The four people stammered, and a young man in casual clothes also walked out in a panic from behind the partition wall.

But what greeted them was a flame.

The orange-red flames exploded, burning the five people and making them scream. Their skin shrank and curled up like a burned plastic bag, turning black.

After a strange wave disappeared, the five people who were dying saw clearly the true identity of the person in front of them. He was a man in black wearing a hood and a mask.

Where is the minister?

The scorching pain came, and they lowered their heads, only to see their own bodies being burned and blackened. The minister's flames were obviously fake.

"How can it be!"

These five people, known as psykers, are dead.

From beginning to end, there were no steel plates, no flames, and no Security Minister Qin Shaotang.

"Hearing psychic? Sorry, my hearing is also relatively sensitive!" Wu Heng said lightly.

He just took advantage of these five people's fear of Qin Shaotang and counterattacked.

However, due to fear, these five people had burnt injuries on their bodies for no reason. At this midnight time, in the slightly cool temperature, their bodies were burned alive.

Wu Heng stepped forward and used the ability to absorb.

(End of this chapter)