People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 154 Infiltration

"Click!"

After wiping his hands on the guard's clothes, Suren let the corpse lie sprawled on the ground.

A soft "click" sound.

A grappling hook precisely caught on a protrusion in the wall.

A few seconds later, Luca finally climbed over the wall, panting heavily.

He straddled the wall, glanced at the height, and swallowed hard. "Catch me."

Suren looked at him without moving.

Luca gritted his teeth and could only jump down with his eyes closed.

"Ouch!"

As his feet touched the ground, the force of the impact made him instinctively cover his crotch, and he slowly walked over to Suren, bending over.

"Didn't we agree to infiltrate?"

Luca lowered his voice, his face full of complaint: "I planned this route for so long, why aren't you following the storyline?"

"Aren't we infiltrating right now?"

Suren's tone was flat.

"Then why did you kill him?"

Luca was a little anxious, afraid that the noise he had made when he jumped down would attract the attention of the other guards.

"What if the other guards spot us?!"

"Why not just kill them all?"

Suren looked at him like he was an idiot.

To Suren, those so-called patrol teams on the perimeter were already corpses the moment they encountered him.

They couldn't even utter a single scream, let alone transmit a message.

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Luca opened his mouth, his face turning bright red, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

He had a million curses running through his mind. What kind of twisted logic was this?!

When infiltrating, one should lie low, avoid being seen, carefully look for weaknesses, and then outwit and outmaneuver the monsters inside to successfully infiltrate the core area.

Instead of fighting our way through openly and honestly like we are now.

Luca gritted his teeth angrily, cursing inwardly.

After walking around the perimeter for a short while, they finally found a gap in the broken wall and successfully entered the mental hospital.

This is a church.

Strands of blood, dragged along the ground, crisscrossed, and the bench was smashed and broken.

Among these chairs lay several corpses, long since reduced to bones.

Suren's expression remained unchanged as she turned to Luca: "Do you know the way?"

"certainly."

Luca said proudly, "Come with me! I know a staircase that leads down there."

He led the way, and the two walked through the church and into a corridor.

The lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and so far, the two of them had not seen any monsters, or even a single living person.

Just as Luca relaxed his guard and swaggered out around a corner, the next second, he was backed up at an even faster speed.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing his startled expression, Suren asked.

Luca swallowed hard and pointed around the corner: "This one's yours."

Suren pulled him behind her and peeked out.

In the middle of the corridor, a gigantic monster blocked their way.

The monster was naked from the waist up, covered in pustules, with a protruding belly, and held a rusty iron rod in its hand.

This must be the fat guy we saw in the videotape before, right?

Almost the instant Suren poked his head out, the fat man also spotted him.

Is this Luca's luck? He walked out so casually and wasn't even noticed.

Did you peek out and get seen?

Suren sighed and walked straight out of the cover.

Since we've been discovered, we might as well stop hiding.

"roar!"

The mutated fat man let out a roar and charged straight at Suren, his footsteps shaking the entire corridor and sending dust flying.

Just as the fat man was about to knock him over, Suren simply raised his hand slightly.

"Snapped!"

He slapped the fat man's face, which was covered in fat and pustules, with his backhand.

"boom!"

A dark figure flew out, the wall collapsed, and rubble fell.

"Oh? It's pretty hard."

Suren raised an eyebrow slightly, looking somewhat surprised.

You have to understand, even though I didn't use my full strength in that slap, it's not something just anyone can withstand.

If it were an ordinary person—his body would never have flown that far.

The mutated fat man struggled to his feet from the ruins. It seemed to still retain some kind of consciousness, and its eyes, as it looked at Suren, now held a hint of fear.

It let out a dramatic roar, then turned and smashed through another wall before running away.

Luca, hiding behind the corner, stared in disbelief at the large hole in the wall.

This monster can actually run away?

He hadn't forgotten how brutal this guy had been when he chased him down the corridor last time.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they'd stolen its wife.

Why did you turn around and run away after getting slapped?

How pathetic!

He shook his head, looking at the footage he had just taken with a delighted expression.

Even if they go back now, this video will be enough to keep him entertained for a while.

He repeatedly replayed the scene of the mutated fat man being slapped away by Suren, and couldn't help but mutter, "Could it be that violent maniacs are all in sync?"

"The witch is, and so is this guy."

Then, Luca led Suren through the courtyard and into the interior of a new building.

The layout here is very similar to a prison, with cages for holding prisoners on each floor.

"The staircase leading to the basement is at the end of this area."

"Luca said in a low voice."

Suddenly, a faint cry for help came from the depths of the darkness: "Help—help me—"

The two followed the sound.

A man in combat gear was seen suspended in the air by a hook, looking like a piece of pork.

Hearing footsteps, he barely opened his eyes: "Run—get out of here and call the police."

Looking at the other person's pained face, Suren knew that even if he were saved now, it would be difficult for this guy to survive.

He raised his hand and gave the SWAT officer a quick death.

Luca quickly found the stairs, and the two of them went down to the basement level, one after the other.

As soon as the fire door was opened, a suffocating stench of blood assaulted the nostrils.

The basement passageway was filled with corpses, and even the ceiling had some mutilated limbs hanging from it.

Among the dead were not only patients in hospital gowns, but also fully armed security personnel, and even several researchers in white coats. Blood pooled in some low-lying areas, forming small lakes.

"vomit-

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The stench of blood, mixed with the smells of rotting corpses and various fermentations, made Luca lean against the doorframe and vomit.

Suren's expression remained unchanged; the scene at the Black Mountain base last time was far more horrific than this.

After a while.

"Is there a riot here?"

Luca's face was pale as he held up the camera, carefully observing the corpse, as if afraid that it might suddenly open its eyes.

Suren stood at the top of the stairs, watching this scene with a slight frown.

If this stronghold has already been destroyed by the monsters inside, then my trip will have been in vain.

He hadn't forgotten the purpose of his trip—

Make as much noise as possible to lure out the higher-ups behind them, so that Bayonetta can find their location.

Just then, a heart-wrenching, furious curse suddenly came from the depths of the corridor.

"FUCK! Let me go! Get away!"

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