Otherwise... the other party, like him, also has a way to hide their movements. If that's the case, then it's going to be troublesome.
As Yang Xiao's mind briefly wandered, he failed to notice the shadow of Wu's corpse left on the ground behind him inexplicably shuddering, bizarrely stretching towards Yang Xiao's direction, and at the moment it touched Yang Xiao's shadow, something seemed to swiftly burrow into it.
The next second, Yang Xiao's shadow eerily began to squirm, suddenly stretching out two hands, fiercely grasping at his own neck. As the shadow's owner, Yang Xiao, like a marionette, uncontrollably reached out and tightly choked his own neck.
Taken completely by surprise by the attack, a strong sensation of suffocation overwhelmed him. In his daze, Yang Xiao saw several figures stepping out from the dark corners of the security room hall. There were five people in total, led by a middle-aged man wrapped in a gray cloak.