Chapter 98—Besib 5

    Black Cadillac Divi's 2001 version of the long-length anti-ballistic car passed through the narrow alley in a dull roar, turning a corner and driving deep Grey highway.

    The president of this car is also using, because there is another relationship between the purchase channels, the "Massoy" Tang took out the money only the former ten One of the points.

    The doctor of Hopkins opened the curtain, and the dark red light cast into the dark compartment, which is the last trace of the sun today. It will involuntarily associate with velvet, blood and rust. The four faces in the carriage are red, like pears or apples soaked in red wine - Chekale's face tends to be kneaded by the thick dough, his face is blank, his eyes are like Deep in the underground, the meteorite is so cold, and the lips buried in the fat are rolled up from time to time, and the two hands are held together on a wide stomach.

    "The moment of the moment," Hopkins said.

    "What?"

    "A very popular saying in ancient Japan: the day is gone, The yang is getting weaker, the night is coming, the yin is coming in. The twilight between the two is human, and it belongs to the devil. In this time, they can easily appear or disappear, do whatever they want. Almost without any restraint - of course, this is not good for a weak human, so they call this time the moment of the moment." Hopkins patiently explained, "A moment that is not loved by humans." Br />
    Celegal raised an eyebrow: "Japan?" He said: "I don't like Japan."

     Hopkins opened his hands and made a helpless expression. According to the information he obtained from some secret internal networks, the leader of "Masoye" hated Japan completely. Originally, anyway, fifty years ago they tried to be the stubborn and conservative island nation. I encountered very unpleasant things when I got out of the tentacle - although Japan has similar violent organizations, they are wonderfully convinced that the real God and the old man with rigid thoughts turn a blind eye to the goodwill and magnanimity of "Masoy"; Their ideas and ways of doing things are also fundamentally different from "Masoye" - the least, the stupid idea that the inferior must be unconditionally and full of joy and enthusiasm for the upswing is that the members of "Masoye" cannot imagination.

    Japan’s “Masoyye” is like a well-defined honeycomb, and “Masoye” can be said to be a patriarchal tribe. It can also be described as a lion group more directly. The lion who is the leader can obtain food without hunting. It has the right to kill the lion cub left by its predecessor, to drive away the lion who is about to become an adult, and to make its descendants the vast majority of the cubs... as long as it is strong enough to cope with external threats, deterring enemies, Protect the entire community, if not, it will be expelled or killed.

     Similarly, you can’t snatch the wives of your subordinates and brothers, take their money, let them work for you without compensation, or even die in vain The head of "Masoye" is really a dangerous and boring job.

    The light suddenly disappeared and the car entered the tunnel.

    This tunnel was built in the last century, the Western Continent still excavated during this garrison, the walls and the top of the cave are rough, low, dark, only two The car was parallel, but it was very long. The small highlight at the end of the tunnel was only the size of Hopkins's small fingernail.

    Hopkins looked down at his watch, 5:32: "This tunnel is really deserted."

    The old lion snorted. "It’s hard to say," he said. "You have to see if there is a temporary market or a prayer meeting in the square."

    When they spoke, the car had traveled to the center of the tunnel, and without warning, it began to shake violently.

    "Hey." Chekal shouted, but no one could hear it, because the deafening explosion had filled the entire tunnel. The scorching air lifted the black extension, and the sturdy vehicle flew out like a bullet that was shot by gunpowder. Hopkins narrowed his eyes.

    The roof awning sounds, the rear window glass is covered with white flowers - the plastic sheets attached to the back of the glass can only be guaranteed to be crushed Cracked glass can be firmly bonded to the membrane without bursting and injuring people, but it is not enough to provide a further protection. The force it can withstand is limited - more stones fall and sound dense." At most, only one-quarter or even one-eighth shots are taken." Hopkins said that he gently twitched his nose and had a familiar taste. He untied his seat belt, waved his elbow, and broke the glass window - a special small design - it was easier and simpler to knock from inside, so that the people in the car could be attacked immediately. fight back.

    Just as Hopkins got out of the window, with a dull bounce, nearly a quarter of a wide tunnel hole fell off, it was as heavy as a solid night in the vehicle. Right in front, the driver shouted at the attempt to brake. The problem was that with only four tires barely touching the ground, only God could stop the heavy bulletproof car from hitting it - a short but unprecedented violent shock, sitting back. Chegaler was thrown high. "Hey, this hug is so passionate!" he shouted loudly and dullly. The white airbag swelled like a pufferfish, squeezing the people in the car. There is no movement inside.

    The young man in the passenger seat immediately fired a shot at the airbag, the airbag slammed down, the driver pressed the emergency door button, but the door was still not The lights on the dashboard flashed and there was a problem everywhere.

    The louder roar came, "on the top." The driver said that his eyes were full of fear: "The Madonna."

    Large and small, like a rainstorm, the stone fell and the entire car was buried in the blink of an eye.

    ***

    The tunnel is still full of dust and smoke, but the people waiting outside are already No more time to wait. Although Mei Yalei began to cultivate his own power in the early years, and bought all the people who can buy it, but there are still many people who are loyal to Chegal on the island. This tunnel is remote, but the loud noise will cause people. Attention, maybe after another ten minutes, there will be the first people who come to see them. They may be blocked by the roadblocks that Mei Yalei placed and go home according to his orders, but no one can Make sure that no curious guys try to find out.

    You can kill "Tang" and replace his position, provided that at least the surface you have to do is less conspicuous, especially the predecessor "Don" is In the case of your blood relatives: He shares a prominent surname with you, educates you for ten years, gives you money, power and status, and everything is second only to him.

    It’s a mistake to introduce unidentified foreigners, but this mistake is not big enough to allow everyone on Poseidon to admit Meyer’s actions, if he kills For Hopkins, people will be silent, but he will kill his uncle and leader for this reason. People will think that he is cruel and lacks reason.

    This shortcoming is likely to be exploited by his enemies, so he must do enough to hide.

    With the opportunity to develop the construction industry, he has a few professionals who are obedient, they are very good at fine blasting and smooth blasting. At the request of Mei Yalei, they carefully designed this dramatic blasting game, first the first half of the ground, and the top half of the second half, followed by the overall collapse of the middle section, it is necessary to seal the target tightly In this natural grave.

    Of course, they won’t know that the people they are going to bury are the Poseidon Island and the surrounding areas/seas. The influence of the forces spread over half of the innocent kings of the Western continent. People call it the big man of "Tang".

     Only Meyare’s confidant knows who is buried in the tunnel of this black hole. They are nervous, upset, and very excited. Their hearts are like hovering. The vulture above the dying animal couldn't wait to take a sip, and worried that the last struggle would hurt his eyes or wings.

     "I don't think we need to go in." A young man said: "The people inside can't live." No matter how good the bulletproof car can't stand. Rolling of tons of rock.

    Toto looked at him and said nothing. He made a gesture and someone ran to inform the excavation car waiting for the tunnel.

    The young man is a little shivering. Everyone knows that Toto is the most beloved and trusted beater of Chegal, and the people who are buried in his hands are not worth a hundred. It is said that he is the one who is hands-on, and now he wants to add his old master, poor Chegal - Toto is now Meyer's most beloved and trusted beater.

    The most advanced excavators drove into the tunnel, they were very fast, and the stones were dug up and sent to the side.

     "Get the weapon, I will shoot at the next order." Toto said, he ordered, and at the same time opened the insurance for the gun, all the guns It is a large caliber, closely aligned with the grave to be excavated.

     "I feel cold." I don't know who said this.

    No one answered him, everyone focused on the hole.

    The excavator suddenly dug an empty space, and the rock crashed into it. The manipulator was amazed. Even if there was a magician hidden in the bulletproof car, it would be temporarily removed. The ground should also be filled with stones. That's right.

     But now it’s a bare cave.

    An egg-shaped cave, the space inside is a bit like an ice cream ball falling on the ground, its walls, floors and tops are bare.

    Celegal stood in the center, smiling at the light, he was naked, his bloated body was exposed to the light, no hair, and the same as the rock wall The swollen part of the stomach squirmed strangely.

     "No matter how many times... the taste of metal and rock is not always good," he commented, then looked at Toto: "What do you think, I Friends, come to something else?"

    Toto took a step back.

    "Meyare is right," he opened his mouth in disgust, not knowing whether he comforted himself or encouraged the accomplices around him: "Cejal is dead It’s just a devil who returned to Poseidon Island.” He screamed: “Shooting! Shooting!”

    Meyare’s thugs fired, 9mm, 12.7mm or 14.5mm bullets pour into the small space of only a few cubic meters. The pieces mixed with stones jumped into a deadly dance. The burning fire illuminates the people's faces. They are full of expectations. After the victim was torn into small pieces of nails, but backfired, dizzying flashes and loud noises passed, and Chegal still stood still, with broken stones and bullets like raisins mixed with bread. It was set in his flesh like a nut. With a squirming creep, they were swallowed up and wrapped around their flesh and disappeared. Chegal opened his eyes cheerfully, he was clean, he was naked. I can't even find a trace of dust on my body.

    "No, Toto. I don't like bullets." He said, then relax, his bones seem to disappear, his limbs and huge belly fall on On the ground, extending around, spreading out, looks like a flesh-colored mushroom, no, more accurately, like a deformed octopus, because he is able to move, his hands and feet point to the ground The pliable flesh edge presents a wavy shape – coming towards the crowd.

    This time, without the order of Toto, people fired. In panic, some people were hit by their continually retreating accomplices. They cursed, but did not notice that the gunshots were sparse.

    People’s sights and lights are almost all distorted by Chekal, and Hopkins hidden in the dark is able to easily and gently The body moves the knife, the trachea and the artery are cut open, the kidney is pierced, and the slaughtered lamb is carefully lowered on the cold ground - until a young man tries to raise his friend - he thinks the other It was only because of the overwhelmed fear that he fell and screamed.

    Hopkins cut off the remaining half-sound and sneaked into the dark again before the muzzle was ready to align himself.

    They have for a few seconds to forget about Chegal, a big man who shouldn’t be ignored at any time, the soft body wrapped around the human ankle. They were pulled down sharply, and the prey that was caught was smashed with a gun, cut off, and nailed, but whatever it was, it would be swallowed up by the tough and unimaginable flesh - the one who refused and the appetite.

    There are finally one or two smart people who think of escape, and Chegar and Hopkins did not stop.

    Changalle’s hands or feet, in short, several slender tentacles caught Toto, and the dark “hammer” fell to the ground, he was crazy Waving hands and feet, beating the skin of the shape, until he panted.

    Cegar without further action, he quietly waited until Toto used the last bit of strength, the light-colored membrane moved, eyes, nose, mouth and The ear grows out like the fast-growing fungus from the inner layer. His dark eyes look at his old friend melancholy. The old man: "Why, Toto?"

    Toto couldn’t see him, the original darkness had been restored in the tunnel, dust was everywhere, his lips and nose were smashed, bloody mouth, an arm just now The struggle is broken. "Is this what I should ask you?" He said: "Why, Chegar, why did you become like this?"

     They were silent for a few minutes each other.

    Hopkins is not sure if he has heard a helpless sigh (this is a very rare thing for him), but his vision is not With the influence of light, he can clearly see the whole process of Toto being eaten. This dark and strong man has been struggling to fight to the end.