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In the darkness, the sound of hurried breathing reverberated, not only from the soldiers along both sides of the corridor but also from the frantic hotel attendants trapped in the middle.

But perhaps because they had just been scolded by the soldiers, the people in the workroom were only sobbing softly, without screaming or daring to recklessly run out.

The gunfire had temporarily ceased, but it seemed both sides had entered a standoff.

The fully enclosed corridor had no windows, hence no light could filter in. Wrapped in utter darkness and suppression, only the faint scent of blood lingered at the tip of everyone's noses.

The encroaching sense of death tested their psychological limits.

Suddenly, a sharp "ding" rang out in the dead silence of the darkness.

The Capital Commandant, who was crouching on the ground, suddenly looked in that direction.

His counterpart, the deputy officer, took this opportunity to quickly retreat, blending into the darkness on the left side.

At the same time, the right side of the corridor erupted with the soldiers' abrupt exclamations, followed by the light sound of blood spurting out.

"Be careful of the enemy!"

"Bang!"

"Don't shoot randomly!"

The chaos in the right corridor put the other side on alert. Shooting blindly in the dark could easily result in friendly fire, but it was clear that the sudden crisis had already robbed some of their senses.

An anxious soldier from the other side shouted, "What's happening over there?!"

There had to be enemies on the second floor; otherwise, they wouldn't have been attacked with gunfire before. But in the darkness, they could see nothing.

Not even the sound of the enemy's attack!

"Tat-tat-tat!!"

Then, a flurry of gunshots erupted suddenly, but this time, the chaos was on the left corridor!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The deputy officer, while rolling on the ground, grabbed the rifle from a soldier he had just taken down. Since there were no teammates on the left, he entered a killing spree without hesitation!

The soldiers couldn't see where their guns were pointing and could only dodge blindly, hesitant to fire at the risk of hitting friends on the opposite side.

Under such circumstances, the Capital Commandant had no intention of commanding his soldiers to fire back, because the environment dictated that, even if they rallied together, they likely couldn't counterattack.

All they could do was to retreat from this place.

The deputy officer, having emptied a clip into the void, discarded the rifle. Then, a whoosh came from behind him. He swiftly dodged to the side, yet he was still grabbed by the opponent!

Thump!

The two tumbled to the ground, with the deputy officer swinging his right fist, his sharp Finger Knife aiming precisely at the opponent's neck!

A dull sound emerged from the darkness.

The Capital Commandant gripped the right hand as if with pincers, preventing the Finger Knife that shone coldly near his throat from cutting deeper than the thin red line drawn just above the prominent Adam's apple.

Following that, the Capital Commandant hit the deputy officer hard in the stomach with his knee.

The deputy officer felt a surge of nausea, his strength somewhat dissipating.

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They were very close, yet the knee strike that lacked any charging momentum hit him like a landslide, making him feel as though his organs had suffered a massive impact!

The Capital Commandant held his right hand tight, slowly turning it to press the Finger Knife downward.

Both men's hands trembled violently, a contest of strength between the two!

...

...

Compared to the intense close combat on the left corridor, the right side was witnessing a one-sided slaughter, with a cold and dangerous aura spreading through the darkness.

Killing the soldiers actually didn't need to take so much time.

But Xu Shuo found it hard to stop.

Xu Shuo squatted on the ground, wiping the clean fruit knife on a soldier's body, then lightly brushed his thumb across the sharp edge, quickly leaving a bloodstain on it.

He put his thumb to his mouth and licked off the emerging droplets of blood.

Using Doctor Chu's Character Card made for high Combat Power, but it had one significant downside: the mind was always filled with messy thoughts, mostly uncontrollable violent emotions.

Doctor Chu was definitely not a hot-tempered person.

He remained calm, however, or else he wouldn't have quietly switched out Doctor Chen's medication, nor would he have considered using Doctor Chen's hand to kill number thirteen.

So, he simply enjoyed causing trouble.

He also took pleasure in the utter despair that arose from those threatened, within the fragrance of blood.

In that despair, he would torture his victims bit by bit until death, reveling in their dying struggles, and anticipating the marvelous paintings made by the splattering of blood.

He liked the color and taste of blood.

Perhaps that's why his white coat was always so dirty; wearing it out was almost like blatantly telling others that there was something wrong with him.

The violent emotions transmitted from the character card, were more about the loss of rationality and uninhibited—madness can truly infect others.

Xu Shuo had always remembered the line the system had prompted him with before.

Therefore, every time before transforming into Doctor Chu, he took care to save two pills for himself, lest he get carried away.

But the stench of blood here was somewhat stimulating.

Xu Shuo stood up, the fruit knife spinning in his hand, ready to quickly deal with the remaining people.

"Ding~"

Once again, the crisp and ethereal sound echoed in the darkness.

Like a deathly spell, it entwined in the ears of the only soldiers left.

"Everyone stand back to back!"

Someone shouted out with a trembling voice.

The obstructed sight, like blindness in the darkness, and the omnipresent threat of death, all clutched at their throats like ghostly hands!

The mess of footsteps soon halted, and in the darkness of the right corridor, the few remaining soldiers held their positions back to back.

They held their guns tightly, with widened eyes struggling to discern their surroundings in the dark, but the overpowering scent of blood continued to linger, making it impossible to catch a glimpse of the enemy's ghostly figure.

One of them, panting heavily, shouted, "Sound off! One!"

"Two!"

"..."

Silence.

The counting stopped.

It was deathly quiet here, only the occasional sounds from the left corridor two rooms away could be heard, but at this moment, the left and right corridors seemed to have split into two distinctly separate worlds.

Both were facing their own crises.

While there were many guests in the hotel lobby on the first floor, the gunshots and chaos were all happening on the second floor; the third floor had been quiet from the beginning to the end.

The people who had come down from above to provide support ran over in groups from the staircases on both sides. By all accounts, there should have been at least ten people on their side!

Yet in less than half a minute, they were now down to just two remaining?!

The presence that killed without a trace was terrifying, moving around like a ghostly apparition, entirely elusive to their senses.

Realizing this fact, aside from a prolonged silence, an unbearable and unstoppable fear rose in the hearts of the two survivors!

Now, even if they wanted to seek help on the left, they couldn't.

After all, the ones on the opposite side must also fend for themselves.

Their hands holding the guns trembled slightly, and they could only press even closer to their sole remaining comrade for a sense of security.

Wait a minute...

No, that's not right!

There were clearly three of them pressed up against each other!

In that moment, it was as if a bucket of water had been instantly poured into a freezer, sending chills from the base of their spines to the apex of their heads!

Seemingly noticing that they had become aware of the issue, a sinister and eerie laughter followed behind the two men.

"Three~"

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