Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 309: Chapter 267: Night Raid_2

Otherwise... the other party, like him, also has a way to hide their movements. If that’s the case, then it’s going to be troublesome.

As Yang Xiao’s mind briefly wandered, he failed to notice the shadow of Wu’s corpse left on the ground behind him inexplicably shuddering, bizarrely stretching towards Yang Xiao’s direction, and at the moment it touched Yang Xiao’s shadow, something seemed to swiftly burrow into it.

The next second, Yang Xiao’s shadow eerily began to squirm, suddenly stretching out two hands, fiercely grasping at his own neck. As the shadow’s owner, Yang Xiao, like a marionette, uncontrollably reached out and tightly choked his own neck.

Taken completely by surprise by the attack, a strong sensation of suffocation overwhelmed him. In his daze, Yang Xiao saw several figures stepping out from the dark corners of the security room hall. There were five people in total, led by a middle-aged man wrapped in a gray cloak.

However, Yang Xiao couldn’t fathom where they came from. He had already checked; no one was there, and it was as if these people had emerged out of thin air from the shadows.

Just as his consciousness was about to collapse, Yang Xiao finally broke free with one hand, snatching the Green Lantern from his Drama Robe. As the ghastly green light flared up, the shadow ghost behind him instantly dissipated.

"Damn it, catch him!" The people outside the security room suddenly hastened their footsteps, ready to rush in.

But as soon as Yang Xiao broke free, he staggered into the Mirror World. freёwebnovel.com

By the time those people burst through the door, there were only two corpses inside the room, and no sign of Yang Xiao. The middle-aged man in the lead had a gloomy expression as the ghost shadow, dispelled by the green light, merged back beneath him, "Damn, he actually has another Magic Artifact, and yet there was no mention of it in the intelligence!"

"So it seems, including the Soul-Capturing Mirror, he has at least three Magic Artifacts on him." The middle-aged man made a swift decision, "Ding Yi, Ding Er, you two go upstairs and take out the two people who came with Yang Xiao."

"Ding San, Ding Si, follow me. He has just obtained the Soul-Capturing Mirror; he can’t have gone far. He’s still in this building; we must find him."

"Remember, no matter what, do not kill him. That’s an order from above. His compatibility with the Magic Artifacts is extremely high, making him a rare flesh and blood vessel."

After giving his orders, the middle-aged man and his team scattered. Two young men wearing the Patrol Defense Bureau’s uniform quickly climbed the stairs, while three others split up, the middle-aged man going solo and the other two together, searching for Yang Xiao room by room along the hallways.

In the meantime, Yang Xiao had returned to his own room, first notifying Zhuge Zhijie and Xi Menxiu to be on alert while immediately sending a report to his chief, then left again. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Through the Mirror World, he noticed two people coming up the stairs. What made Yang Xiao even more furious was that these people had keys to the nearby rooms.

"Mr. Zhuge, Mr. Ximen, we are investigators from Qingfeng Public Office. There is danger in the building, and we have been ordered to come to your aid. Are you there?" In the hallway, two Evil Cultivators approached cautiously, each with a chillingly cold Crossbow Arrow in hand.

With a thought, Yang Xiao moved instantly to a room previously checked by the two, quietly opening the slightly ajar door and ghostlike appeared behind them without notice.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Shooting from behind, Yang Xiao was both accurate and steady, instantly bringing down one person, while the other reacted extremely quickly. As he turned around, a Crossbow Arrow whistled towards him, but Yang Xiao had already run back into the room.

The other, cautious, came to the door of the room where Yang Xiao had just appeared, thinking about calling for backup, when the next second, he heard the door behind him open.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

By the time the middle-aged man and the other two came running up to the sound of gunfire, they only saw two bodies shot to death, lying quietly on the floor, the hallway awash with blood.

The heads of both were shattered, clearly from close-range shots.

"Go take out those two first, they don’t have guns!" the middle-aged man directed the remaining two, while he stayed behind to deal with Yang Xiao.

One of the young men cautiously neared the lit room belonging to Xi Menxiu and others, but just as he inserted the key, he saw the door across from him silently pulling open a crack.

"Bang! Bang!"

Because of the short distance, the shots were unexpectedly accurate: one in the back, one in the back of the head. The young man holding the keys dropped without a whimper, collapsing to the ground.

Immediately after, the door swung open violently, and the other young man armed with a Crossbow Arrow had already marked the aim point, just waiting for Yang Xiao to dart out from the door to pin him to the wall with an arrow. His companions’ successive deaths left him no longer heeding orders.

The next second, Yang Xiao dashed out from behind the door, and the Crossbow Arrow shot out in response. Unfortunately for the assailant, Yang Xiao slid out low to the ground, causing the arrow to miss due to its high trajectory, while Yang Xiao’s bullets poured down like a torrential rain, instantly turning the closest young man into a bloody mess.

But as Yang Xiao turned his gun towards the middle-aged man, the man’s shadow suddenly rose from under his feet, standing in front of him, blocking the bullets as if they vanished into thin air.

Yang Xiao was momentarily dumbfounded, as this was his first encounter with such a phenomenon. He didn’t even have time to reload before the middle-aged man charged at him, delivering a powerful kick to his chest.

Even though Yang Xiao braced his arms in a defensive posture, the kick sent him flying backward, crashing to the ground, his gun and magazine slipping from his hands.

"I wanted to spare your life, but you were too stubborn for your own good," the middle-aged man closed in, the ghost shadow standing beside him, "It looks like I’ll have to kill you. The Soul-Capturing Mirror is beyond my reach, but I’ll gladly take the other Magic Artifacts you have."