Waste Treatment Plant late at night is like a ruins forgotten by the city.
The streetlights in the distance flickered dimly under the haze, barely outlining the mountains of garbage surrounding them.
Everything was quiet except for a few plastic bags shivering in the wind, chasing and colliding with each other, making a "swishing" sound.
Huh--
Suddenly a gust of wind blew across the ground, causing plastic bags to fly up.
Like a group of frightened black bats, dancing in the air.
At the same time, a figure suddenly appeared like black lightning, quickly shuttling through the empty and dilapidated factory area under the cover of night.
After a few ups and downs, he quickly appeared under the corner of the factory and office building.
With the faint light, the person wearing Black Combat Uniform can be vaguely seen.
The clothes were a little too small and fit tightly against his muscular body, outlining unusually obvious muscle lines.
It seems to contain infinite explosive power and will burst through the thin fabric at any time.
The Black Tactical Mask is worn on the head, like a dark and ferocious grimace, emitting two points of light in the darkness.
Goggles Behind, a pair of sharp eagle eyes scanned the surrounding scene vigilantly.
Wherever he looks, Danger seems to be able to see through all the hidden things, and does not miss any corner where threats may be hidden.
The cold wind in the late night became more and more wild, and garbage bags danced wildly in the sky, as if they wanted to completely tear the quiet atmosphere into pieces.
But the mysterious figure remained unmoved at all, just standing quietly against the wall, blending in with the surrounding dark environment.
The night was like a huge black curtain, covering the entire factory area tightly.
Only the top of the garbage disposal workshop revealed a faint light.
The bean-sized halo flickered hard in the thick ink-like night, as if pointing the way and tempting the intruders into unknown dangers.
"It should be right here..."
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly and he whispered in his heart.
Then he bent down and quickly moved towards the connection between the workshop and the office building.
Like a nocturnal cheetah, with a strong posture and light steps, every step falls silently.
From previous observations, there should be a special passage to enter the workshop.
Arrive at the target location, squat in the dark corner, and look up.
I saw above my head, probably on the fifth floor, a suspended corridor made of iron plates, connecting the workshop and the office building.
At the entrance to this end of the workshop, there were two figures looming, and slight voices could be heard.
They were leaning forward, holding machetes in their hands, smoking to refresh themselves, and talking in low voices.
He was vaguely complaining about having to stay outside to enjoy the breeze at night in the winter, and then told some dirty jokes.
Fang Cheng Prick up your ears, listen for a moment, and then look around for ways to climb up.
The condition of the wall that comes into view is not optimistic.
There are no windows on this floor, so there is no support point like a window sill that can support the body.
And due to the long disrepair, water meandered down the wall, leaving large wet water marks and moss and black dirt everywhere.
When you touch it with your hands, the smooth touch feels like a layer of lubricant, and it may slip off if you are not careful.
Fang Cheng, however, looked as usual, scanning every inch of the wall.
Then he jumped up and landed on an exposed brick wall about three meters high with his hands like steel hooks, digging his fingers into the narrow gap.
At the same time, gently press the toe of the shoe against the wall, trying to keep the movement as small as possible to avoid making too much noise.
After a brief pause, he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and jumped up again, like an agile ape, drawing a strong arc in the air and grabbing another tiny bulge on the wall that could be used for strength.
In this way, relying on the powerful Finger Strength, it climbed upward bit by bit and silently.
As the cold wind howled by, the figure hidden in the darkness continued to rise along the wall, approaching the corridor on the fifth floor.
At this moment, the two strong men guarding the door were still unaware and were still chatting about dirty jokes.
There were lewd smiles on their faces, and the smoke from their mouths rose and swirled in the darkness, blurring their faces.
Perhaps he thought that his position, high on the fifth floor, was impregnable.
So they just stared in the direction of the office building opposite, not expecting that someone would climb up the wall and hide under their feet like a ghost.
Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with cold light, he looked at the right moment, turned over suddenly, and jumped up to the corridor lightly.
As soon as he landed, his whole body was like a spring that was wound up, leaning forward and sprinting, and striking out quickly with both hands.
Before the two strong men could recover from their laughter, the palms of their hands covered their mouths, strangling the shouts in their throats instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the ten fingers were like hooks, falling down and grabbing the vital part of the throat.
Only two soft "clicks" were heard, and the whimpering sound seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness and disappeared completely.
In an instant, their bodies felt as if their backbones had been taken away, and they instantly went limp.
From turning over and jumping onto the corridor to squeezing two people's necks, the whole process didn't cause any shock.
Fang Cheng's eyes are cold, his movements are extremely skillful, every bit of strength is just right, like a precision-operated killing machine.
He successfully eliminated the secret sentry and gently lowered the two corpses to the ground.
When Fang Cheng raised his head, he caught a glimpse of Surveillance Camera installed in the office building opposite from the corner of his eye.
The lens was like a peeping one-eye, flashing with a faint red light in the darkness, which was perfect for recording the killing scene here.
Fang Cheng did not hesitate at all and immediately took out a black Pistol equipped with Silencer from his tactical belt.
With a muffled "pop" sound, Surveillance Camera high on the wall was instantly shattered and turned into a pile of useless fragments.
Then, Fang Cheng flashed and quickly entered the workshop, blending into the darkness.
Only the two corpses on the ground and the bloody Aura remaining in the air proved that someone had been here and completed a silent hunt.
At this moment, the dark workshop seemed like a ferocious beast that preyed on people, quietly waiting for intruders.
Hidden in Surveillance Room somewhere in the factory area, there is no lighting.
In the darkness, rows of CCTV screens emitted a cold glow, showing images from every corner of the workshop.
Suddenly, two of the images flickered violently one after another.
Then, "pop" and "pop" were heard twice in succession, and everything turned into a screen of snowflakes, which was obviously destroyed by external force.
The two people sat and stood together, looking at the failed surveillance screen.
Shadow reacted very quickly. Just as the second monitoring point was being destroyed, its long and well-jointed fingers grabbed Walkie-Talkie, brought it close to its mouth, and gave the command:
"Attention everyone, the target has entered the network and appears on the fifth floor C Zone. According to the movement trajectory, it is expected to go to B Zone or D Zone."
"The first team guards the hostages. If there is any abnormality, they will kill the hostages together. The second and third teams are centered on the fifth floor staircase and are divided into small groups to carry out a dragnet search and are responsible for arresting Mouse!"
Every word of this combat instruction is wrapped in the cold Killing Intent.
After saying that, Shadow raised his head slightly, with a slightly proud look on his face.
"My team once participated in International Falcon Military Competition in the name of a private security company and won first place. In terms of strength, each of them is an elite among the elites. They are not comparable to those Gang elements. No one can easily repel such an all-round double-team attack."
Out of trust in the abilities of his subordinates, he seemed to have seen the target being captured or killed.
Hood man stood aside with stern eyes and nodded slightly in agreement:
"I really want to see this legendary Killing Demon, what kind of Special Abilities dares to provoke us Noah Organization."
His voice was hoarse and also a bit harsh, echoing in the silent Surveillance Room.
As a series of "understood" replies came from Walkie-Talkie, a game of cat and catch Mouse officially kicked off in the factory area shrouded in darkness.
In the workshop, the pipelines and equipment are intricate and Shadows are overlapping, as if they are natural Trap.
In the corridor, footsteps stepped on the Cement floor and steel structure, and the sound kept echoing, making the atmosphere even more tense.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Camera, which has infrared night vision capability, is like a sleepless eye, clearly showing every corner of the factory.
The scene in the picture presents an eerie and cold tone.
Under this seemingly calm appearance, there is actually a Danger that is difficult to Premonition.
Just like the brief calm before the storm, it makes people's hearts tremble.
Men Shadow and Hood watched every surveillance video with concentration.
His eyes were so sharp that he could penetrate the screen and capture every move of the intruder.
However, after experiencing the strange movement when he broke in before, the mysterious figure seemed to completely blend into the darkness and disappear completely.
Rows of CCTV screens flickered with dim light, leaving only empty corridors, silent workshops, patrolling and searching team members and those Gang elements on the screen.
But there was still no trace of the intruder.
On one of the TV screens, three fully equipped team members wearing infrared Night Vision Goggles were walking cautiously along the corridor.
They walked compactly, holding assault rifles in both hands, maintaining a fighting posture at all times, and their eyes moved around vigilantly.
Suddenly, a ghostly black shadow flashed behind him.
I saw the black shadow suddenly burst out from the Shadows next to it at a speed that was almost impossible to react, stretched out its arms like iron pincers, and grabbed the shoulder of the last member of the team.
Before the team member could make any sound, the black shadow pulled hard and dragged his whole body into the darkness. His movements were clean and neat, and he didn't make any unnecessary noise.
The two elite team members walking in front were unaware of this and continued to walk forward at their original pace, unaware that one person was missing from the team.
Shadow caught this scene in time, his face twitched for a moment, and he immediately shouted to Walkie-Talkie:
"Attention everyone, B Zone The last member of the sixth group in Corridor 2 has lost contact. The target is hidden here. The other groups are closing in here in an orderly manner."
The command voice spread quickly through Walkie-Talkie, and the pursuer members distributed throughout the workshop received the message.
When the two team members at the scene heard this, they turned around immediately, and their nerves became tense instantly.
Their eyes swept around and finally settled on the device Control Cabinet placed in the corner.
The light here is the weakest, and the outline of Control Cabinet looks particularly blurry in the darkness, as if there are some secrets hidden.
The two then cooperated with each other in a well-trained manner and gradually got closer.
One person quickly raised his gun and took aim. The black muzzle was pointed at Control Cabinet, his finger tightened on the trigger, ready to fire at any time.
The other person stepped forward cautiously, his steps gentle and slow, each step seemed to be stepping on the rhythm of his own heartbeat.
He stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the door handle of Control Cabinet, his palms slightly sweaty.
With a "click", the cabinet door was opened, and it was empty inside.
Just some messy wires, old tools and sundries.
"No?"
The team member who stepped forward to check said softly, with a hint of doubt and uneasiness in his voice.
The men Shadow and Hood in front of the screen also saw this situation.
The two of them couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, feeling an ominous premonition in their hearts.
Could it be that they made a serious error in judgment and that the shadow they just saw was just a dazzle?
At this moment, Shadow's pupils tightened and he shouted eagerly:
"Be careful, on top of your heads..."
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow swooped down from the ceiling like a ghost.
Landing directly behind the team member who was aiming his gun, his left hand stretched out like a steel pliers, accurately locked the opponent's throat, and twisted violently.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and the cervical vertebra was broken. The team member suddenly became silent and fell limply to the ground.
At this time, the reminder sound of Shadow has just been issued.
The team member who stepped forward to check Control Cabinet was suddenly startled and turned around with his gun raised.
After the black shadow killed one target as fast as lightning, without any pause, it quickly approached the second target.
The team member performed extremely well, reacting immediately and pulling the trigger.
There was a "bang" sound, but the bullet flew past the black shadow.
The black shadow's shoulders swayed slightly, and he used his extreme posture to dodge the bullet.
Almost at the same time, he approached his body, formed a fist with his right hand, and punched out from bottom to top, hitting the player's jaw directly.
This Hook hit was at least extremely powerful. It shattered the jaws of the team members. They flew backwards and hit Control Cabinet hard, killing them on the spot.
The black shadow appeared like Dark Night Reaper, and in less than two seconds, it killed two elite pursuers with bare hands.
Even killing chickens and dogs may not be that easy.
The black shadow then stood still and looked around, his eyes flashing with coldness.
Through Face Mask on Goggles, the slightly red eyes are like a sharp blade that has materialized.
It was as if this carefully arranged workshop was not a dangerous place full of dangers, but a bloody killing ground specially created for him.
The cold Killing Aura emanating from the whole body made the Shadow and Hood men in front of the surveillance camera feel shuddering.
At this time, other team members arrived one after another and slowly surrounded them from both ends of the corridor.
"Everyone be alert. The target is master Combat. He is very fast. Do not fight him in close quarters. Keep your distance and use fire suppression. Pay special attention to the direction above your head..."
The instructions issued by Shadow through Walkie-Talkie have not yet completely dissipated in the ears of the team members.
That black shadow had long since disappeared again like a ghost, as if it had merged with the surrounding darkness, leaving no trace behind.