White Dream stared at the live broadcast with her eyes wide open in disbelief.
Her neck kept turning back and forth between the screen and the window.
"In the live broadcast, why... Why is there fog?"
There was no fog in Linhai City!
Why did this 'demonic chef' still appear in his stream?
White Dream felt dizzy.
A terrifying thought appeared in her mind.
could it
This demonic chef wasn't even in Linhai?
"Then where is he now?"
White Dream quickly shouted at the data soldier behind her.
"Hurry up! Check the system!"
"Today, where is the fog in the country?”
When the data soldier heard this, he started typing quickly on the keyboard.
Soon, he raised his head.
"Sir, there is no fog notice throughout the country today!”
No!
There was no fog!
Bai Meng widened her eyes in disbelief as she looked at the camera.
There was no fog warning!
Then how did the fog appear in the live broadcast?
Anyway, it can't be man-made?
Just as White Dream was trying to figure out a reasonable explanation…
In the live broadcast.
A black rifle slowly emerged from the fog.
The entire body of the assault rifle was black and shiny.
It was filled with a mechanical beauty.
White Dream raised her eyebrows.
Of course, she recognized this assault rifle.
"Manticore assault rifle?"
"The person who entered was a soldier?"
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Yan Long gripped the handle of the gun and carefully moved forward.
The muscles all over his body tensed up.
His eyes were filled with vigilance.
He was clearly in the Level-4 fog, but he felt that his visibility was less than one meter.
Anyone who was in such an environment.
They didn't dare to move.
The fog represented the unknown.
The unknown represented fear.
Staying where they were meant that they would be safe for a while.
At this moment, even a special forces soldier like Yan Long was a little afraid.
But at this moment.
Wang Yifan also saw the black muzzle of the gun that had reached into the fog.
He was not afraid.
After all, he had the Holy Shield Spell that could be used at any time!
Not even a Level 3 Evil Demon could break through his defense.
It shouldn't be a problem for him to block a mere bullet.
Moreover, he had already waited for half a day, but there was not a single customer.
From the looks of it, the system had thrown him into a fog.
In such weather.
Ordinary people hid in their rooms and trembled.
It was not easy to "catch" a customer at this time!
For today's system mission!
He definitely couldn't let him go!
Therefore, Wang Yifan's heart was instantly struck by a few sparks.
He cleared his throat and said in a very gentle voice.
"Friend, are you lost?"
"Or did they not find an emergency shelter?”
He picked up a rag and wiped the table seriously.
"If you don't mind, you can come to the store to rest!”
"The restaurant has just opened today, and there are many delicious dishes.”
"If you want to eat it, you can try it for free!”
But…
Wang Yifan's words, which he thought were gentle, were like thunder in Yan Long's head.
Yan Long felt his scalp go numb.
The military base he was at was located on the Yin-Yang Dragon Vein of the Dabie Mountains.
The surrounding forest was dense and steep.
Let alone a restaurant!
There wasn't even anyone within ten kilometers!
How did this place appear out of nowhere?
'Where did I run to?'
"Where exactly is this place?"
"Could it be…This place was…The lair of the demons?"
"Delicious dishes?"
"He wants to eat me!"
The terrifying feeling gave Yan Long goosebumps.
He subconsciously wanted to retreat.
But at this moment.
The mysterious man's voice sounded again.
"Friend, if you miss this opportunity, you might not have the chance to eat such delicacies in the future!”
As Wang Yifan spoke, a mysterious force suddenly appeared behind Yan Long.
She pushed him on the back.
Yan Long could not help but be pushed into the kitchen!
"Damn it! Let's go all out!"
Yan Long was a soldier of Xia Country, so he naturally did not lack courage!
Seeing this situation.
His eyes turned red and he subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger!
Fight to the death with the demons!
However, at this moment.
Yan Long felt an invisible, ice-cold tentacle wrap around his arm.
In an instant, despair, confusion, emptiness, and even chaos surged into his heart.
He felt his hands go numb.
The Manticore Assault Rifle in his hand had already fallen to the ground.
Seeing this scene.
Yan Long closed his eyes!
It was over!
I'm going to die!
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