"Dinglingling...Dinglinglingling..."

In the quiet room, the phone ring suddenly rang endlessly, "***Who is you? I'm sleeping soundly!" A middle-aged man with a fat face and a fierce look jumped up from the sofa with anger on his face, and cursed as soon as he picked up the phone on the table.

This man was no one else, but he drove Zakura and his tribe into the deeper forest and killed a large number of native residents in the forest.

At this time, his face was ferocious, and he was holding a cigarette in his mouth. While listening to the receiver, his eyebrows were still trembling. Obviously, he was on the verge of extreme anger and urgency. Marlop was not tall, but his belly seemed to be a ball on his abdomen, bulging high, and he couldn't see his toes even if he lowered his head.

His face was very ugly at this time, and being interrupted to sleep was his most annoying thing, so Malop's anger was all reflected on his face, but just as he was about to burst out again and get angry at the receiver, a sudden word from the receiver changed his face. His eyes suddenly opened, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say just now?"

Malop wanted to confirm whether his ears were wrong, but he waited for a full minute without hearing any response. After a minute, there were a long list of busy tones. Obviously, the other party had hung up the phone.

"Damn! You dare to hang up my phone! I'll kill you later!" Malop couldn't help but swear at the receiver, and then called another phone number.

"Hello?"

"Ah! Boss!" As soon as the receiver was connected, a voice of awe came from the other end. Malop wanted to get angry, but when he thought that his subordinate had not provoked him, he took a deep breath and forced his anger back into his stomach. After being silent for a full half minute, he said in a low voice: "You go to the first floor to see what happened! Call me back immediately."

"Yes, boss!" The other party's answer came from the receiver, and Malop slowly hung up the phone. But as soon as he hung up the phone, the phone ringing rang again in a hurry.

"***, who is it?" Malop swears again, then put the receiver in his ear, but a strange look appeared on his face, "Why are you? Are you not responsible for the third floor? Don't you know that it's my rest time, can't you disturb me? Hum?"

"Boss! No...I...I..." The voice in the receiver suddenly became trembling, and Malop's face immediately darkened, and he whispered: "What's wrong? What happened?"

After another minute of silence, there was the "beep" sound of hanging up. Malop's face suddenly became angry again. He couldn't help but swear, and then called the guards of the fourth floor. What he had just received was the call from the commander of the third floor.

"Hey? Hey? Hey?**!***, what happened today? Can you rebel??" Malop's lungs were almost pissed. He had never been so humiliated by his subordinates, and he was never as angry today. It turned out that his subordinates who obeyed him and respectfully dared to hang up his phone today.

If there was something urgent for the previous few people, they had to hang up the phone immediately. After scolding a few words, Malop could barely accept it. Then the call from the guards on the fourth floor just now made him unable to bear it. The other party had an urgent matter or an emergency to deal with it, so it would be fine if he didn't answer the phone, but he actually dared to answer the phone and said nothing, and he hung up the phone again after a minute.

Malop has never encountered such humiliation once when he grew up. Who is he? He is the president, boss, and commander-in-chief of a whole army. As long as anyone dares to disobey him, he will mercilessly order the army to eliminate it, no matter who it is.

"You! Go to the fifth floor to see what happened!" After a few seconds of silence, Malop ordered the guardian on the sixth floor with his earpiece.

"As for order!" The other party's answer came immediately from the other end of the receiver. Marlop was satisfied, but suddenly he heard a scream of extreme horror, which came out of the receiver. The next was the "beep" sound of the phone being hung.

Damn it! Something must have happened!

It was not until this time that Malop's mind finally calmed down. His mood was no longer as angry as before. Instead, he took a long breath and called the guards of the seventh, eighth and ninth floors and issued warning orders to them respectively.

Then, he pressed a heavy button on a red button on the table with a worry, and the door opposite him immediately opened, and two men and one woman walked in from outside, three young men with different appearances. The one on the far left was tall, with a thorny muscle, and looked a little stupid, but a black birthmark on his face made the man feel a sense of viciousness and hideance all over his body.

He was only wearing an ordinary black vest, but because of his burly body and large muscle mass, he actually made the whole piece of clothing look like a balloon filled with air, bulging up high in front and back. An incredibly powerful sense of oppression suddenly emanated from his whole body, pressing the air around him as if it was about to explode.

"Pelman, stop making trouble! Boss is here, please put away your power space. Do you want the boss to punish you for another month and not be allowed to touch a woman?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the muscular man named Perman immediately smiled and shrugged.

Before he could do anything, he could hear a light shout of "receiving" from his mouth. The air that was almost breathless around him suddenly relaxed, and a breeze blew in from outside the window, and the four people in the room suddenly felt a sense of ease.

"Boss! Has something big happened to you to ask us?" A young girl next to Pereman with a blond hair, blue-eyed, charming figure and exposed clothes giggled at Pereman, turned to look at Malop and threw a charming look, and said coquettishly.

"You guessed it, Mogina." Malop's face was extremely serious. He quickly glanced at the face of the three of them, and finally landed his eyes on the face of a short man wearing a fiery red dress beside Mogina, and whispered: "Brad. I don't know what happened to the floor below. Some extremely powerful invaders should have appeared. I'll send you to the tenth floor to wait for the enemy."

Brad nodded respectfully and turned to leave, but at this time Perman looked at Marlop with an unhappy look and said loudly: "Boss! Please let me go. Every time Brad is making meritorious contributions, and my strength is not much worse than him. Let me go this time. Isn't it just an invader? It's no big deal. I definitely guarantee to defeat the enemy in ten seconds!"

As he said that, Perman deliberately showed off the biceps on his right arm that was several times thicker than an ordinary strongman. Malop nodded gently, "Okay. Then you'll go to the tenth floor." After that, Malop made a gesture to invite them out and waved his hand gently.

But at this moment, Mojina spoke in a soft voice: "Boss! Please let me go down too. I can guard any floor from the 12th to the 15th floor. You can also feel more at ease when you let me go. If Pelman can't stop the invaders, I will definitely feel at ease."

Malop tilted his head slightly and looked at Mogina and lowered his head to think for a moment. After looking up, he looked at Perman again. Perman immediately argued with an unhappy expression: "Boss! Don't believe Mogina, you have to believe me. I am much better now than before. I can help you with any invader!"

"Okay! Just do what you said, Mojina, you go to the fifteenth floor to guard!" After a familiar word rang in the ears of the three of them, Mojina's face immediately showed an expression of great joy, but Perman beside him had an expression of anger on his face.

"Brad." Malop continued, "Since both of them have gone down, then don't be here. Just go to the 19th floor to garrison."

"As for the order!" Brad immediately bent, bowed respectfully to Marlop and retreated with the other two.

At this time, Wuqi, who was located on the ninth floor of the building, was chasing a group of soldiers holding machine guns and running away with excitement, and kept shouting, "Run! Run faster! Otherwise I will catch up!"

The dozens of soldiers were so scared that their faces were pale when they were chasing him. They were crying one after another, as if they had seen a devil, making their minds tremble.

"Oh my god!"

"Help!"

"***, who is this guy? I'm so damn!"

"No matter how bad the bullets are shot!"

"He is not a human, he is a ghost! He is a living ghost!"

After a few minutes of crying, there were a series of screams, the sound was as sharp as the howling wind, and the screams of ghosts. It made people feel scared when they heard it, but Wuqi's face showed an expression of excitement.

He did not kill them, nor did he die. Wuqi just took one of their legs or arms to show punishment. But the skills he showed caused these soldiers who were physically disabled to suffer unprecedented mental damage.

Their eyes of Wuqi no longer looked cold or hostile, but the same expression and fear. It was a kind of terror that came from the depths of the soul.

Wuqi successfully broke through the ninth level and arrived at the tenth level. He habitually rushed into the corridor of the tenth level at high speed, but when he came to a door and was about to break into the door, he suddenly felt his heart sinking, his legs didn't stand firm for a while, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.
Chapter completed!