I have a portable prison

The outside world was in chaos.

Not long ago, the guests and the host enjoyed a dinner party. At this time, the tables and chairs were overturned, the wine racks collapsed, and the floor was in a mess. The rich and famous in the city escaped in embarrassment under the escort of bodyguards. Shouting, beating, and killing inside, gradually revealing a ferocious face.

When Lin Zhao was forcibly taken away by Lord Jin's men, his expression was equally ferocious, but he was an ordinary person after all, and he couldn't hold back bodyguards like Lord Jin with spiritual roots.

Casting a last look at Zhao Qiqiu, the picture that made his heart tighten came into view, the sideways cheek was bloodless, amidst the sound of screaming and colliding around, Zhao Qiqiu was lying on the ground too quietly, looking younger than his actual age Small.

In the safe room of the hotel, there was only the sound of everyone's breathing, among which Lin Zhao's breathing was the most heavy. Even the bodyguard who dragged him in just now did not dare to touch his bad luck.The more than ten minutes of waiting for the arrival of the Xinjian Bureau was extremely long. Lin Zhao recalled what Zhao Qiqiu had done recently, and took a deep breath.

Zhao Qiqiu's recent behavior is really abnormal. After all, from the moment he was picked up by him, what Zhao Qiqiu is best at is hiding himself, but recently he has been crazily exposed to others.

I was busy in the business field on weekdays, and finally caught him today, and prepared to give this kid a lesson, but when we met, Lin Zhao couldn't help but stop when he saw the person he almost didn't recognize.

I thought that Zhao Qiqiu's identity would be brought to Zhao Qiqiu's endless troubles, but today's Zhao Qiqiu is clearly able to do well in Vanity Fair, his free and calm attitude, his casual attitude, even his performance shocked Lin Zhao for a while. .

Lin Zhao has seen too many people of all kinds in his life, but he has never seen Zhao Qiqiu like this. When he was a child, he was sometimes well-behaved, sometimes a rascal, and when he was older, he was also a lot of moths. Every day he went out with a few bad words on yellow paper. He was bluffing and deceitful, and was mistaken for a genius by accident, especially when Lin Zhao didn't realize it, and he had the inexplicable identity of "Wu Babaian". It can be seen that he was not idle even when he didn't know it.

Not long ago, Zhao Qiqiu's identity was exposed. Lin Zhao originally wanted to find a chance to have a good talk with him, but he was fine. When others picked him up, he took the initiative to take off his clothes and became a serious socialite. Lin Zhao was so angry that he never called him again. over the phone.But Zhao Qiqiu's every move today made Lin Zhao, a veteran in the social field, unable to find the slightest fault.

If you have to comment, it is the most fundamental change in Zhao Qiqiu, as if... freed, freed from some kind of bondage, just like Zhao Qiqiu today, just like his original appearance.This is also the fundamental reason why Lin Zhao didn't talk to him immediately.

But even if she gave Lin Zhao more imagination, she didn't expect Lin Dongwan...

At this moment, the time passed extremely long. In an instant, everyone's ears were silent, and suddenly there was a woman talking outside, and there was a decent knocking sound.

The voice seemed to be very close to them, as if there was really only a door panel separating them.

"Master Jin, Mr. Jin, are you in there? Let me in too."

Everyone looked at the monitoring screen in the room at the same time, and the hairs all over their bodies exploded at the same time, and there was a woman standing outside the door, but this woman was unbelievably tall and skinny, as if she was a stick wide Noodle.

Her long withered and yellow hair hung down, covering her cheeks, so that people could not see her face clearly, but she knocked on the place where the safe house was, stuck outside the thick steel structure safety door, and said persistently: "Jin Lord, Mr. Lin Zhao, they are still fighting, I am so scared, let me go in and hide too?"

The captain of the bodyguard looked at Jin Beijin, and hurriedly said, "Boss, don't worry, it can't get in."

Jin Beijin first raised his eyelids to look at Lin Zhao, who looked indifferent, sitting there as if he didn't hear anything, so Jin Beijin nodded lightly and said "En".

The woman outside was begging at first, but there was no response, and when the door was tightly closed, she quickly changed her tone: "Let me in quickly, I want to go in! Cowards! Don't think you can keep hiding! Wait for me Go in, and I'll take all of you one by one—" Looking at the surveillance again, the slender woman climbed up the wall like a spider, groped and tried on the wall, as if she wanted to open the door with brute force.

The walls of the safe house rattled, and the sound of scraping iron sheets was sharp and piercing. At first, everyone was very tense, but as time passed, they quickly relaxed.I think the safe room of this hotel was also arranged by eminent monks. There is an exorcism circle in the mezzanine, and the four sides are embedded with talismans. Under normal circumstances, no monsters and ghosts can get in.

There was also a bodyguard holding a mobile phone for comparison: "Looking at its clothes, it seems that Mr. Jiang from Xingxing Real Estate brought it."

Jin Beijin was also getting older, and at this moment he seemed to be resting with half-closed eyes, and said slowly, "It doesn't matter who brought it." All the monsters in the venue had problems, and today was really exciting.

"Yes."

At this moment, the loud banging sound outside suddenly disappeared, and the bodyguards stared at the ceiling for a moment, as if listening. When one of them woke up and took out the walkie-talkie, everyone else in the room guessed that the people from the Xinjian Bureau had finally arrived.

The moment the door opened, Lin Zhao strode out of the room, pressed the elevator several times, and quickly returned to the banquet hall.

And the people from Xinxin Bureau just opened the closed hall door, Lin Zhao wanted to go in, but they all blocked the door in unison.

"I rely on..."

"The Patriarch of the Sanqing is here..."

"Help, hold me, my legs are weak."

"Who pushed me! No, who are you, hey! You can't enter—"

Lin Zhao violently pushed away the civil servants blocking the way, but he was also so imposing that he was not stopped by anyone and managed to get to the front.

Pausing in his footsteps, Lin Zhao also stared deeply at the "renewed" venue in front of him.

shocking.

The ground and walls are all blood red!There are many strange-shaped things lying on the ground, covered with hairs, which seem to be the stumps of some animals.

In just ten minutes, the gorgeous and exquisitely furnished hall is like a slaughterhouse.

And in the middle of such a bloody environment, there is a piece of clean and excessive ground, one person is sitting, the other is lying down, lying down -->>

The person in the seat leaned against the arms of the sitting person, and the two of them were completely separated from the surrounding scene.

Lin Zhao was undoubtedly also shocked by the scene, until a hoarse and gloomy voice sounded: "Where's the doctor?"

Lin Zhao heard the people around him wake up like a dream: "Deputy, deputy minister?!"

Mingminglou turned his head slowly, his dark eyes made the speaker feel extremely nervous, especially seeing the bloodstains on the face, body and hands of this newly appointed deputy minister, it is not difficult to guess what happened here before .

"I asked—where's the doctor?"

The subordinate who responded just now couldn't help shivering violently.

After 4 o'clock—

Everyone and non-humans knew the news that the warden was admitted to the ICU and his life was hanging by a thread.

This incident is like igniting a long-suffocated powder keg. After the loud noise, the previously dormant ghosts and ghosts appeared together, and everyone in the Xinjian Bureau was immediately overwhelmed. I'm off to work.

The rapidly growing non-human crime rate is like a carnival of heretics. When the shackles hanging above the head disappear, the metropolis headed by Hai Jing suddenly dances with demons, causing indescribable panic among the common people. Let alone the common people, it is the Xinjian Bureau. The staff also frowned, with a premonition that the flood of work was about to submerge all of them.

No one has ever seen such a rebound. In a short period of time, everyone was exhausted by the high-intensity arrest work, and finally realized what kind of existence the warden is among the monsters.

"...Transfer Team Eight," Sun Jianhang said with a serious expression, and slammed on the table: "Don't worry about locking it, catch this thing for me first! It's too arrogant, you dare to lay a voodoo in broad daylight!"

Someone said indignantly: "Yes, what is the barrier, just make a specimen of it!"

"It's okay to brag, can you move first, who will contact the eighth team, will it be enough to arrive at the scene in 10 minutes?"

The work was incessant, and the impromptu meeting was a mess. Sun Jianhang rubbed his forehead and was sweating all over.

The feeling that the storm was coming was so strong that he frowned and felt his heart beat faster.

Is there any other big deal?

Unexpectedly, before the order was finished here, several secretaries ran in at the door with blue faces, each holding a stack of new cases in their hands, and hesitated as soon as they approached: "Director..."

Sun Jianhang's heart skipped a beat. Before he had time to ask, there was a sudden commotion at the door, and many people flocked to one place. Ding Yu pushed the crowd away with a sullen face and squeezed in: "Something has happened, Director Sun, come and take a look!"

event?

What happened in the past two days, which one is not a big deal?It turned out that "something happened" again?

Brought to the window at the end of the corridor, Sun Jianhang looked out cautiously, presumably because of the unique angle here, his gaze was fixed on a certain place in the distance for a moment, and he didn't move for a long while.

Finally, Sun Jianhang said: "The door."

Ding Yu nodded, with a bit of fear involuntarily in his eyes, but with so many subordinates here, he could only pretend to look out the window, and replied dryly: "It's the door, and the door came out again."

"Did something come out of the door?"

When it comes to this, Ding Yu's heart is like a roller coaster. There are good news and bad news at the same time, but generally speaking, they are all bad news: "Not this time, these doors seem to be empty."

After a moment of silence, Sun Jianhang's voice trembled: "These?"

Ding Yu looked behind him, and his colleagues couldn't help avoiding his gaze, so he could only answer in the end: "Haijing, Yongshen, Xiadan, Qingchuan, Beihai, Ganzhou... There are thirteen fans in total. The door, according to the current preliminary judgment, is the same thing as the door that appeared in the Liangzhou Ranch."

This sentence seems simple, but everyone who has studied the case of the Liangzhou ranch feels indescribable fear.

At that time, Xue Qiong, who had sacrificed the entire ranch with only one door of the Liangzhou Ranch when it was opened, and everyone speculated that this weird door was created after the spiritual energy was restarted, and it has continuously absorbed the worldly spirit for several years. The spiritual energy in the door makes the spiritual energy in the door so strong that it seems to be real.

At this moment, there are thirteen doors appearing in all major cities at the same time. How is this possible? !

A sentence of "I don't believe it" almost exposed his inner thoughts, Sun Jianhang stared at the strange scene outside the window, and fell into a long silence.

Then the corridor became quiet, and everyone's eyes couldn't help looking outside.

I saw the bright and clear sky, the super tall buildings supported by building vines, the glass building, and the silence above the city as usual. There was only one thick and ancient gate, like a product of the primitive era, and all the rough details were exposed to the sunlight. , such a gloomy image, only the masonry of the tomb can match it.

The familiar yet unfamiliar gate, transpiring like a mirage, stands impressively in the center of the modern metropolis, even overlapping with one of the landmark buildings, seemingly without any influence.

Sun Jianhang finally took a deep breath: "Immediately organize evacuation and prohibit people from approaching the door. I will communicate with the higher-ups now."

The bureau chief made a speech, and the subordinates immediately carried it out, but Ding Yu didn't leave, and said again: "There's more..."

"What else?" Sun Jianhang held his breath.

"There is...another door," Ding Yu hesitated this time, and his eyes with Sun Jianhang were obviously personal: "Liangzhou Ranch, Sun Bureau, there is another door. Only this time, it seems to be ...that prison."