If you are the captain of the headquarters.

Now a city-level person in charge is missing. You come to find him.

Found him in a very strange place.

And he kept waving his hands to signal you to come over.

What would you choose?

past.

What if this is fake.

Don't go there.

What if it's true and this is the way out?

choose.

It's definitely a dilemma.

Click...

Was hesitating.

A sudden door appeared in the corridor.

Everyone was shocked.

Looking up, I heard Minister Cao's voice coming from behind the door: "The time is coming, come out quickly."

"withdraw."

Zhang Yanran no longer hesitated.

Compared with Chen Ting beckoning, the door of law that is close at hand is obviously more trustworthy.

"Take me one!"

See an opportunity to get out of trouble.

The Pharaoh hurriedly declared his presence.

Too bad it's not just him.

As the door of law opened, other passengers on the ship were also alerted, and everyone looked at it.

Wow!!

Everyone quickly got inside the door.

The next second.

Just as he was about to close the door of the law, a big red-haired hand suddenly held the door panel.

"No, something is coming out."

See this scene.

Minister Cao's expression changed drastically: "Soldier."

call!!

The soldier stretched out his hands, and countless flames swept towards the world behind the door.

But the owner of the big red-haired hand didn't know what kind of existence he had. Even though the fire of hell burned his arm, he didn't react at all.

"cut!"

Zhang Yanran directly drew out the three-pointed knife without saying a word.

The light of the knife flashed.

With a scalp-numbing cutting sound, a red-haired arm fell to the ground, and the door was closed.

"What is this stuff?"

Everyone looked at the red-haired arm that fell to the ground.

I found that although it had been chopped down, it was not dead. Instead, it was actively crawling all over the ground, as if it was looking for something.

soon.

Everyone knew what he was looking for.

I saw Broken Arm approaching the Pharaoh who entered the door last, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and grabbed his neck.

"help me!"

Pharaoh struggled violently.

There was blood seeping under the shroud, but it still had no effect.

The vitality was wiped out bit by bit under the red-haired arms.

"Meditate, think about the most important things, and don't be affected."

Critical moment.

Minister Cao pulled a music pocket watch from his neck.

As soon as the pocket watch is opened.

There was a pleasant children's voice coming from inside, it was a nursery rhyme hummed by an unknown being.

Listen carefully.

The lyrics are very beautiful.

The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars.

Chongerfei, Chongerfei, who are you missing...

Snapped...

As the music plays.

The red arm fell to the ground and no longer responded, as if it had fallen asleep.

So does everyone else.

Each one of them felt light-headed, swaying and confused.

"I only have one arm left, but I still want to kill people!"

"If this were the complete red-haired body, how terrifying would it be?"

Minister Cao closed his pocket watch and said with lingering fear: "Seal it up first, maybe it will be used later."

Hear this.

The soldier glanced at the red-haired arm and then at his right hand.

He nodded imperceptibly.

"Captain Zhang, have you found Chen Ting?"

Finished treating the red haired arm.

Minister Cao looked at Zhang Yanran.

Zhang Yanran glanced at the pocket watch in Minister Cao's hand, then shook her head slightly: "We saw someone suspected of being Chen Ting in a place of law. As for whether it was him, we are not sure."

"If so, he should have a way to get out."

"If not, we can't do anything to help him."

The place of laws is where the laws of distortion gather.

This kind of place can be said to be a forbidden area for humans, and there are 100% terrifying things in it.

Unless there is no other way, or there is a perfect solution.

Otherwise no one will go in depth.

"Then give up."

"Chen Ting's bad luck is no one else's fault."

"I believe that even if other persons in charge knew about it, they wouldn't be able to say that the headquarters did something wrong."

While Minister Cao was speaking.

He kept the music pocket watch close to his body and had no intention of explaining it to anyone.

No one asked any more questions.

After all, as the head of the headquarters, the legal items that Minister Cao handles must be beyond everyone's imagination.

There is no need to be jealous.

The power and potential of the collective cannot be easily surpassed by an individual.

Take the weird liner as an example.
To be continued...