Chapter 1 The Luxurious Interior

The splendor of the Zandala Building's interior rivaled that of any Fortune 500 headquarters.

Within the building, where unease and self-preservation reigned, the woman's trembling voice sent shivers down everyone's spines.

Sanzi casually pulled out his platinum VIP resource card from a certain luxurious Icefire Dragon Club and waved it in front of the woman, saying seriously:

"Please verify our identities. We are experts sent by the United Nations Health Organization. Because of the sudden increase in gamma rays in sunlight, some viruses attached to ancient artifacts in a state of suspended animation have revived, leading to an outbreak of ancient viruses! Now, your body has already been invaded by the virus, but it is still in the incubation period and has not yet acted. Take us there quickly, and there may still be hope for salvation!"

Sanzi's words were full of loopholes, especially taking out the platinum VIP resource card of a high-end club to impersonate a work permit, which was clearly bullying the old woman for not recognizing Chinese characters.

Fortunately, although the decoration of this building could be compared with the world's top 500 companies, the quality of the staff inside was incomparable. Coupled with the strong atmosphere of death that had previously spread throughout the building, it naturally destroyed all sense of vigilance.

The old woman was immediately confused by the platinum VIP membership card, clearly regarding Sanzi as the only straw after falling into the water, and immediately grabbed him tightly, saying:

"Okay, I'll take you there. I know where the source is!"

Jiaoshi even took out an instrument, and said solemnly:

"How could you know? Don't mislead us!"

The old woman screamed, shouting hoarsely:

"I definitely won't lead you wrong, it must be that damn mask, please, please let me take you there!"

Regarding this kind of guide who offered themselves up, Fang Senyan and his group, on one hand, grumbled uncharitably, questioning whether the old woman would lead them astray and mislead their work progress, and on the other hand, kept complaining that the windows here did not conform to the principle of lighting and were prone to breed bacteria, that the ventilation was not good and was prone to cause flu outbreaks, and that the ground cleaners were not strong enough to cause the breeding of bacteria… For the old woman, these topics were, "Although I don't understand what they are saying, it seems to be a very high-level state"………

The Zandala chieftain usually didn't have much official business to deal with. Because this tribe had secretly ruled Benghazi for more than ten years, everything was on track, and even if something happened, his sons would compete to share the burden in order to show themselves, so he simply didn't have much official business to deal with. And in his spare time, this old guy preferred to spend his time in the largest brothel in the area.

Therefore, the Zandala chieftain's office was actually a multi-functional area combining a reception room, study, and even mating, and the least used function was for office work. So, of course, it was impossible to put anything valuable here, just like we usually wouldn't put our deposit books and cash in the living room, which is a relatively public place.

Therefore, the resistance Fang Senyan and the others encountered when they entered the Zandala chieftain's office was still far beyond their previous expectations, of course. Because of that dream, it wasn't that no one had intended to smash this mask, the culprit, to vent their anger, but they were still stopped by four guards, because although the current Zandala had died, this Nigerian Tyokwe gold mask had superficially lost its talisman. But in fact, it had another talisman, that was, the expensive transaction price.

Before the new Zandala chieftain was elected and made a decision on the Tyokwe gold mask, these four guards did not dare to bear the responsibility of losing the mask on their own shoulders, so they stopped Fang Senyan and his party.

And this was also the first battle that Fang Senyan and others had after entering the castle, and it was also a battle with no suspense in the outcome.

The Tyokwe gold mask looked very wide, but it also had a certain range. How should I put it, the legendary pig-kidney face must have been deeply rooted in people's hearts, then this gold mask was tailored for people with pig-kidney faces growing sideways.

There were two bloodstained fangs on the corners of the gold mask's mouth, and although the eye sockets were holes, there was an indescribable evil abnormality. The facial features on the gold mask were very deep and distinct, and they looked as if they had been cut by a knife, but the overly wide cheeks softened its expression with a kind of tolerant majesty.

From the back, there seemed to be a strange light inside the Nigerian Tyokwe gold mask, a kind of fresh gold light that seemed to be still boiling. People loved this light, so the gold standard system was common in various countries. If you looked into it carefully, you would also find that there seemed to be a few small holes inside the gold mask, which seemed to have other mysteries.

Fang Senyan didn't study this thing for too long, he only needed to confirm whether this precious cultural relic hid any murderous intent like the crystal skull, but he suddenly felt a kind of weirdness, yes, his fingers looked like they had touched the surface of the Tyokwe gold mask, but in reality, there were still two or three milliseconds before he could make any progress. It was as if there was an invisible and transparent film in between, making Fang Senyan unable to truly touch the main body of the mask.

"What's the situation?" Just as Fang Senyan was wondering, there was a sudden loud noise from the cabinet next to him, and a very tall and strong black man appeared from inside. This black man's figure had both explosive power, strength, and agility, just like the famous NBA star Garnett, and walked out in big strides.

But the black man's dull eyes, ashen skin, and slightly mechanical movements all betrayed his identity. This should be a puppet, similar to the voodoo zombie. Sanzi and Zi's voices

came at the same time:

"Brother Yan, I feel like something is being summoned!"

"Sailor, there is a fluctuation in space, it is not summoning something from other planes, but transferring something from somewhere in this world! There is an invisible shield on our side, blocking us outside, and it will take at least three minutes to help you."

At this time, Fang Senyan's face also darkened, and his whole body tensed up.

He was not a person with persecution mania, but the previous situation appeared uncontrollably in his mind... a completely unexpected car accident, and then the team was divided and isolated, and a certain unit was focused on... The difference was that the person who was previously rejected was himself, and the teammates who were activated and isolated, and now he had to try the role of struggling to survive! Teammates can only watch from the side!

The overreacting Fang Senyan suddenly stepped forward, and punched the zombie next to him in the chin with a full uppercut. Fang Senyan had already exerted all his strength in this attack, and actually knocked this guy into the air. His flesh and blood immediately flew high, directly hitting the top floor of the upper floor, smashing the beautifully decorated chandelier to pieces, and then bounced back and slammed to the ground with a bang. His whole body was already covered in blood and flesh, and the jagged white bones that had been broken and pierced out of his body could be vaguely seen, and he was no longer in human form!

However, the zombie obviously ignored the pain, and mechanically propped up his body bit by bit, trying to get up. Fang Senyan immediately kicked him, kicking his head backward by seventy or eighty degrees and incidentally knocking the whole person five or six meters away.

The zombie grabbed the mahogany bookcase next to him to use as a tool to balance his center of gravity. This action caused the mahogany bookcase to tilt down all of a sudden, and the books that had never been read since they were bought were scattered all over the ground. But just as the zombie supported himself to less than forty-five degrees, Fang Senyan had already pounced on him fiercely, and after bending his elbow, he hammered heavily on his left chest.

Under the terrifying effect of more than one hundred points of strength, the sound of broken ribs could be clearly heard in this attack. Even the zombie could not withstand such a fierce blow, and spurted out a pitch-like oily liquid, but Fang Senyan immediately used a book to stuff it back into his throat.

On the cover of the book, the portraits of Jobs and Bill Gates were beaming with a proper smile, but they were slowly being stained black by the zombie's body fluids. And this time, Fang Senyan planned to solve this trouble once and for all, stepped out and went around behind him, and then skillfully twisted the guy's head one hundred and eighty degrees!

The cracking sound of the cervical spine indicated that the connection between the brain and the spinal cord was completely cut off, so this zombie would no longer pose any threat to Fang Senyan. But Fang Senyan still kicked him a few meters away.

However, at this time, another ray of light flashed on the gold mask, and the sound of cracking suddenly came from the wall on the right side of the reception room. Immediately afterwards, a huge palm flashing with sharp nails slapped up, and a bang of smoke rose, which was very dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, a huge African lion crawled out from inside, but this thing didn't look like anything new either. From the shriveled eyeballs and astringent fur, it could be seen that it should also be similar to an undead creature. Monstrous power, fearlessness, and brutality were its essence.

However, at this time, Fang Senyan also understood why the damn gold mask was made into the extremely rare shape of a "horizontal shovel face", because this thing should not be designed specifically for humans, because as soon as this thing, the lion, appeared, it automatically flew to the lion's face! Then it stuck tightly on it, forming a strange combination:

A giant lion wearing a golden, dazzling, and bizarre mask...