Chapter 1802 Massacre

Chen Zhao put Daili Moore and Navoz Singh on the ground.

There was no one, or rather no one alive.

The entire area where the Singers family lives, there is no breath of life at all.

The area where the Singh family lives is very small, less than twenty hectares in total.

It is surrounded by dense jungle, and in the middle is an eight-story building. There are some residential buildings around it, and there are only about thirty households there.

Chen Zhao pushed Navots Singh's wheelchair.

"Which way?" Chen Zhao asked.

"Where are the people? Where are the people? Why is there no one?" Navoz Singsi was also a little frightened.

The people who live here are all her relatives.

Although the number is not large, there are more than 30 households and less than 100 people.

But every time she comes back, she can see people.

It's impossible not to see any.

"The building smells of blood, go inside and have a look." Chen Zhao said.

Navoz Singh's body trembled slightly and he realized that something was wrong.

Chen Zhao patted Navots Singh's shoulder and pushed her inside.

Entering the building, there was blood on the ground.

Navoz Singh's face turned even worse.

She wanted to speak several times and wanted to go to other places first.

But when the words came to his lips, he took them back.

She was afraid and wanted to escape.

Daley Moore, who was following him, also looked a little unhappy.

At this moment, a tapping sound suddenly came from the ground.

The sound came from far away, but no one came.

"The sound seems to be coming from underground." Chen Zhao said, "Is there a secret passage here?"

"I...I don't know." Navoz Singh shook his head.

She really didn't know there was a secret passage here.

Chen Zhao was also a little surprised. He didn't know what the ground material here was made of.

My own little world is actually unable to sense the underground.

Knock—knock—

The sound spread to the floor tiles in front, and then a continuous knocking sound was heard.

Knock knock knock——

The knocking on the front is a little choppy and dull.

The sound was more urgent and the sound was crisper.

It looks like someone down there is looking for weak points and chipping away at the floor tiles underneath.

Although Navoz Singles and Daili Moore were surprised, they were not afraid.

Chen Zhao is here, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Navoz Singles once experienced Chen Zhao's power.

So she looked back and asked, "What's down there?"

"I don't know, I can't feel it."

Chen Zhao thought about it and didn't talk nonsense.

Did you find out soon after you opened the floor tiles?

Chen Zhao went up and crushed the floor tiles with his foot.

"Wow..."

The children's exclamations came from below.

Chen Zhao looked down and saw several children.

When the children saw Chen Zhao, they immediately turned around and fled back to the passage.

"It's Xinli." Navoz Singles called, and she recognized one of the voices: "Xinli, I think it is Xinli..."

The child hiding in the underground passage heard Navoz Singh's voice.

One of the girls, fifteen or sixteen years old, cautiously poked her head out.

"Sister Navots!" Xinli Xingsi was surprised and happy, and immediately got out of the passage: "Come out, it's not the bad guy, it's Sister Navots."

Seven or eight children emerged from the passage, all of them younger than Xin Li, ranging from six or seven to eleven or twelve years old.

"Sister Navoz, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, why are you hiding down there? What happened?"

"This morning, my father and mother gathered us here and hid us under here." Xinli Xingsi said.

Navoz Singh's heart sank. In this case, the clan members probably knew about the attack in advance.

And made preparations in advance to hide the young children?

Xinli Xingsi turned to look at Chen Zhao and said angrily: "Do you know that you just crushed the floor tiles and hit me on the head?"

"Yeah, I know." Chen Zhao nodded and said.

If he had known that there was a child below, he might not have used such a rough method.

Of course, this has already been done.

Chen Zhao wouldn't deny it, he wasn't hurt anyway, was he?

"Believe it or not, I cursed you?"

Chen Zhao turned to look at Navoz Singh: "Can I hit her?"

"Xin Li, don't be rude to Chen. He is the help I invited."

"Him? Just him? How powerful is he?"

Navoz Singh was speechless and choked.

No matter how powerful he is, he is definitely better than you anyway.

"Better than me." Navoz Singles said.

"Should we consider looking for your tribe?" Chen Zhao reminded.

Navoz Singsi's mood had just relaxed after seeing the children of his own clan.

At this moment, he became solemn again, and then nodded.

"Sister Navoz, let me push you."

Other children followed around, with Chen Zhao walking in front.

"These children seem to be awakened bloodlines or witches." Daili Moore said.

"It's not surprising. This should be just a special settlement area that only accepts psychics." Chen Zhao said: "Magic that is inconvenient to use in the outside world can be used here without restriction."

Ding--

The elevator came down and everyone entered the elevator.

"Which floor is it?" Chen Zhao asked.

"Eighth floor." Xinli Xingsi said first.

The elevator reached the eighth floor. As soon as everyone got out of the elevator, all the children screamed.

Bodies, dozens of bodies.

And most of these corpses are relatives of these children.

It was obvious that a massacre had taken place here.

Chen Zhao was also a little unaccustomed to this kind of scene.

Although they are psychics, they are actually civilians.

Their corpses were piled together, leaving a magic circle smeared with blood in the middle.

Navoz Singh covered her mouth and couldn't help crying.