The building is deep, the wind is angry, and the ghost is aura.

Ye Junlang's face was calm, calm as water, from the moment he stepped into this unfinished building, he himself had merged with the darkness that was so thick as if it were substance.

Spirited?

Maybe there is indeed a ghost dormant in this unfinished building, or a ghost with a sniper rifle.

But who is Ye Junlang?

The name Satan, the sanctioner of death, can suppress the hundred ghosts!

Ye Junlang was not in a hurry to go upstairs, and looked at the layout of this unfinished building in the dark. The entire floor is large, with four safety escalators at the four corners leading to the upper floors.

Ye Junlang walked towards the safety escalator on the right, the gaze in his eyes looked up, his body was attached to the side of the stairs, and he walked up step by step.

The murderer is armed with an assault rifle, and naturally lurks in the shadows to get his time at ease, such as lying in ambush on a corner or at the top of a staircase, and shooting as soon as he shows up.

Better an open enemy than a false friend.

Faced with such an experienced and cruel killer, Ye Junlang also had to be cautious.

Ye Junlang had already walked up to the second floor and was walking towards the third floor.

He doesn't always choose a certain direction to go up the stairs, he only walks up if he is 100% sure that there is no danger on the stairs in a certain direction.

The shadow thinks that he will not leave the slightest breath and smell is his biggest reliance, maybe this is true for others, but for Ye Junlang, who has already seen through this, this is the biggest Achilles heel of the shadow itself.

Soon, Ye Junlang walked up to the third floor, and there was still no shadow on this floor.

If the shadow was lurking on the third floor, he could sense it.

Ye Junlang was not in a hurry or impatient, his breath was completely constricted, he seemed to be one with the darkness, his steps were light, and there was no sound when he walked, like a hunter standing at the top of the food chain, approaching his locked prey step by step.

......

Eighth floor.

The moment the shadow saw Ye Junlang rushing into the unfinished building, he knew that his sniping had failed.

It's not that his sniper level is not good, but Ye Junlang's strategy of attacking the east and west first misled him, and secondly, Ye Junlang rushed forward too fast.

Now that Ye Junlang has entered the building, he will definitely come to look for him.

The next thing he has to face is to start a competition with Ye Junlang in this unfinished building.

Shadow had thought of a few coping strategies, such as walking downstairs, ambushing on the staircase of a certain floor, waiting for Ye Junlang to appear and shoot and snipe.

After several trade-offs, he gave up on the idea.

The main reason was that he couldn't sense Ye Junlang's own breath.

The entire unfinished building was lifeless and ghostly, as if he was the only one, he didn't feel any breath, he didn't hear any sound, as if Ye Junlang rushed into the building but it was an illusion.

The shadow knew that this being, which was tantamount to a natural enemy to him, was approaching step by step.

He couldn't sense Ye Junlang's breath, it didn't mean that Ye Junlang couldn't sense his breath.

This is also the crux of Shadow's confusion to this day.

He had come across a secret method that could perfectly conceal his breath and smell, but for now, it seemed that his rather conceited secret method had been recognized by that natural enemy opponent.

Shadow finally chose a corner in the southwest corner of this floor, he had reconnoitred many times, and only this corner was the best ambush, because this corner could only see the staircase of the four corners.

Ye Junlang wants to come up, no matter which staircase he climbs upstairs, he will be exposed to his gun.

In the open space outside the unfinished building, he had been avoided by Ye Junlang once, and this time he could not afford to lose.

The shadow crouched in the corner, his whole figure blending into the darkness around him, he held the AWP sniper rifle in his hand, his own breath converged, motionless, like a sculpture.

He has always been extremely patient, especially when it comes to killing.

......

Seventh floor.

Ye Junlang has already sneaked in.

At this floor, Ye Junlang was not in a hurry to act.

He glanced at the staircase leading to the eighth floor, which seemed to be a simple staircase, but it could also be a point of no return to hell.

"It's a good patience. Wait for me to come to the muzzle? Unfortunately, you can't feel me, but I can feel you. ”

Ye Junlang muttered to himself in his heart.

There is a lot of rubble on the ground, which can be seen everywhere, which is probably left over from the original construction project.

Ye Junlang had quietly picked up the gravel one by one.

Then, Ye Junlang walked towards the stairs on the southwest side, he stood in front of the stairs, raised his eyes and looked up, just one glance, the momentum changed sharply, and the wind and clouds were turbulent.

Sou!

Ye Junlang jumped forward, and the whole person was already shooting forward like a lightning speed.

The breath that has been deliberately suppressed by him has also been released without reservation, majestic and strong, thick as a mountain, brilliant as the scorching sun, like a god and demon descending into the world, and the coercion released in an instant is like a thousand heavy water dynasties, engulfing the entire unfinished building.

The momentum is so powerful that it is hard to find in the world!

It is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, piercing the sky, and the sword is agitated, causing the wind and clouds to change color.

It's like a shadow announcing in the dark - Lao Tzu is here!

When the incomparable aura of domineering pressure swept over like a thousand tides, the shadow felt like it was being crushed by a thousand mountains at that moment, and its breathing seemed to be suffocated.

When the shadow came to his senses, the muzzle of the gun was pointed towards the staircase on the southwest side.

There was no human figure in sight, and there was already a sound of breaking through the air.

Whew!

The two sounds of breaking the air seemed to be wrapped in the power of a thousand jun and went straight to the shadow in the corner, and in the staircase, a hidden figure flashed by.

Shout!

At that moment, the shadow also fired a shot, and it could only fire one shot.

After the shot, he rolled forward, and immediately two thuds were heard on the wall behind him, and two pieces of rubble fell to the ground.

What came out was two pieces of rubble.

However, with that momentum, once hit by the rubble, he would definitely die, and even if he hit other parts, he would be seriously injured.

Whew!

The sound of breaking the air continued to sound, not giving the shadow a chance to get up and fight back, and the shadow could only roll again and again, constantly dodging.

In addition to the piercing eardrum-piercing sound of breaking the air and screaming, there was also a figure approaching with a domineering and boundless aura.

Laugh at!

When the last piece of rubble broke through the air, the shadow jerked over, facing upward, the sniper rifle in his hand raised, and was about to shoot, but—

Bang!

A leg shot rose out of thin air from the darkness, whistling and sweeping across the arm of the shadow with a sniper rifle.

Under the strong horizontal force contained in the sweeping leg momentum, the sniper rifle in the shadow's hand came out, and he glanced around, and saw a tall figure standing in front of him in the darkness.

The shadow pulled out a sharp blade pinned to his body with his backhand, and without saying a word, his body turned forward, and the sharp blade in his hand turned into a bright edge, straight to the heart of the figure.