Brian carried his empty travel bag and walked to the door of the manager's office. He had hidden a whole pack of bombs in every corner of the hotel. Running down so many floors and having to avoid other people, even though there was no fight, his back and legs ached from exhaustion.
"Listening to the fierce ping-pong playing above, I wonder how the guy Xie Lun is doing? There must be more than 200 security guards and killers staying in the Continental Hotel. Even if there is Ebil as an internal agent, they two Can you kill all these two hundred people?"
Brian shook his head and muttered, and reached out to push open the door of the manager's office.
However, as soon as he opened the door and before he could even raise his head to see clearly what was going on inside, he heard a muffled sound, and Brian felt as if he had been hit head-on by a strong bull and flew backwards through the air.
"Faq! Why have I been so unlucky since I came to Paris?"
When Brian was in the air, this sentence came to his mind for some reason, and then he hit the wall with his head, and his eyes were completely plunged into darkness.
The receptionist entered the manager's office at some point. The shotgun in his hand was emitting smoke. He looked disdainfully at Brian who was blown away by his shot. He snorted and turned around to continue searching in the office.
He accidentally learned that there was a secret passage hidden in the manager's office, but he didn't know how to open it, so he could only find it slowly in the office.
But while he was searching, he didn't expect that a figure slowly stood up behind him.
Just as the receptionist was searching the bookshelves, he suddenly heard a wheezing sound coming from behind him. Without looking back, he fired another shot with his backhand. But after the gunfire, what was heard was the sound of breaking through the air.
Before the receptionist could react, his head was shattered.
Brian, who was dripping with blood all over his body, kept his punching posture. If you look closely, you can see that his eyes are red and the skin all over his body has turned a strange light green. Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, he gasped for breath, and the green color of his skin gradually faded and returned to normal.
"What's wrong with me?"
Looking at the corpse whose head was shattered by his punch, Brian looked at his hands in shock. After a while, he came back to his senses and looked down at his chest.
It was obvious that he had been shot twice, and was hit by two shotgun blasts from the front, but after wiping away the blood on his body, there were no wounds on his skin except for some small red dots.
"Damn it, what did that guy Sherron make me drink?"
Brian was completely confused.
Just when he was stunned, a burst of fierce gunshots suddenly came from outside the office. Not long after, Xie Lun strode in with an evil spirit. Although there was not much blood on his body, Brian had the illusion that Xie Lun's body was covered with evil spirits...
"What's wrong?"
Sherron glanced at Brian.
Brian subconsciously took a step back, shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Xie Lun glanced at the headless corpse on the ground: "Did you kill him?"
Brian nodded.
Xie Lun curled his lips and didn't say much. He reached out and swung his hand on the bookshelf, opened it and said secretly: "Let's go."
Brian was stunned: "Where's Abil?"
"No need to wait for him."
With that said, Xie Lun took the lead and walked into the secret passage. Brian's expression darkened when he heard this. He might have misunderstood and thought that Abil had not survived. However, he had seen many separations between life and death, so he was not too sad. He quickly caught up with Xie Lun and asked in a deep voice: "Are there no pursuers behind you?"
"No," Xie Lun said without turning around, "There is no one alive in the entire hotel."
"Ah?" Brian's eyes widened, he looked at Sherron in horror, and said tremblingly, "Are you... kidding me?"
Xie Lun shrugged: "Don't you feel that the surrounding temperature has dropped? There are more than two hundred spirits following me. Do you think I am telling lies?"
Brian was startled, and then he realized that his breath had turned into white mist. In a daze, he saw translucent white figures crowded around him.
"This...this..."
Brian was at a loss for words for a moment.
"This is your first time seeing these things?" Xie Lun said disdainfully, "Don't be afraid, these people are no match for us even if they are alive, and they are even more useless if they are dead. If they follow me again, I guarantee that all their souls will be driven away..."
Before he finished speaking, a magic circle appeared on the ground of the secret passage. As the magic circle rotated, all these spirits were sucked into it.
"You actually killed so many people."
A petite woman wearing a black suit and skirt stood in front of Xie Lun at some point and said softly: "You know, during this period, I only clean for you."
"The God of Death Ritassa?" Looking at this beautiful and petite woman, Xie Lun smiled, "I didn't expect that Paris is also under your control."
"Originally, I was not mine, but after research by the Death God Management Association, I was designated as your exclusive cleaner." Ritasa said expressionlessly, "In other words, as long as the person you kill, the spirit body will belong to me. Responsible for taking it back. Of course, when you die, I should also be responsible for your soul."
"Really? I never thought you God of Death would have any management committee." Xie Lun said with a smile, "I'm afraid I'll have to work hard on you during this period."
"It's nothing. In fact, except for this period of time, I was quite leisurely before." Ritasa raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "But aren't you curious? Why is it that you, a mere mortal, are so favored by the Death God Management Association that you specially arrange a meeting? The god of death is responsible for you."
Xie Lun shrugged: "Maybe it's because I'm handsome."
Ritasa pursed her lips speechlessly: "Killing so many people, is that enough?"
Xie Lun shook his head: "If you mess with me and my family, they will pay the price... a bloody price."
Ritassa sighed: "Your sister is not dead."
"I know," Sherron sneered, "If Sherel dies, I will just detonate a nuclear bomb in Paris."
"Xie Lun, although I don't know why you are so favored, I still want to remind you not to get lost in the killing. After all... I don't want to receive your soul so early."
Amidst the faint words, Ritasa's figure disappeared.
Xie Lun snorted and said coldly: "I'm afraid my soul may not fall into your hands."
Brian was stunned and couldn't shut up for a long time. It wasn't until Ritassa disappeared that he stammered and asked, "Who was that woman just now?"
"God of Death, I didn't see her dressed in black." Xie Lun pouted and said, "Don't tell me, even though she is short, her figure looks pretty good in a black suit."
Brian didn't know how to respond to Sherron's words for a while. After a while, he hesitated and asked: "So, do evil spirits and gods really exist in this world?"
"Probably, I haven't seen much." Xie Lun said disapprovingly, "Don't worry about these, I'm here to protect you, and those things don't dare to touch you. By the way, just detonate the bomb."
Brian's brain was a little down: "Didn't you kill all the people? Why did you still bomb them?"
Xie Lun rolled his eyes at him, and Brian reacted instantly, slapped his forehead, nodded and said: "I understand, just destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces."
"Not only that, we also died in this explosion, do you understand?"
Sherron patted Brian on the shoulder.
Brian seemed to understand and pressed the button on the remote control.
Ten minutes later, Richard, who was driving through the streets to search for Liu Jian, looked at the Continental Hotel engulfed in flames from a distance: "God, is this your test for me?"