Volume 3 Death of the Sword Fighter Chapter 130 Raid

I didn't expect it to be delivered to the door by myself. ”

The soldier stretched out a finger and gently knocked on the table with the scarlet sharp nails, only to see the two skeletons that were originally kneeling on the tray immediately stood up, and each took out a large mass of human tissue like fresh meat in the wardrobe next to the table, and then, under the nod of the soldier's head, the skeletons immediately began to quickly "wear" the ball of flesh and skin, and just a dozen seconds later, two ** men who were no different from ordinary people except for expressionless faces appeared in front of Park Jincheng.

Seeing this, Park Jincheng, who was familiar with the former's style, immediately understood the other party's intentions, and forcibly endured the pain of his fingers almost being stripped of his skin, he stood up angrily in the sofa and asked.

"Sit down. ”

In the face of the boss's questioning, the soldier just glanced at the other party coldly, and then raised his hand to point down at Park Jincheng, an inexplicable force said the law, Park Jincheng only felt that the entire skeleton in his body was completely out of his control, so that the body turned his back on the instructions of the brain, and directly forced back to sit back in place, no matter how much he struggled, his body seemed to maintain a standard sitting position as if cast like a stream of iron.

"I'm a very simple person. Seeing that Park Jincheng had been successfully controlled, the soldier no longer looked at the other party's body, but turned his head to look at the two men with numb faces, "As an artist, the master taught me the true meaning of art, let me see the beauty of the new world, and in return, I can willingly give my whole body and mind." ”

But how can turning a blind eye to the mistakes of the master be considered loyalty?

With an order, the two men quickly put on their uniforms, and inserted the loaded guns into the holsters at their waists, the skulls pointed towards the door, and the two walked towards the door in great unison, however, the moment they stepped out of the door, the unique numbness and strangeness of their bodies disappeared in an instant, and then, the sound of happy laughter and chatting came from outside the door and gradually faded away, like two colleagues who had just finished smoking in the toilet.

"I will prove to my master that I am the most suitable person for this mission, and it is completely ridiculous to have high hopes for a lowly creature like a human!" the soldier looked up and laughed like crazy, and then, as if she had changed her face, her face suddenly gloomy, and her evil eyes were nailed to Park Jincheng in the sofa, "As for you...... It's best not to act rashly, and if you try to hinder me, I promise, you'll be one of my artworks too. ”

"You...... You'd better know what you're doing. Cold sweat flowed down the corners of his forehead, and for Park Jincheng, who lost control of his body and couldn't even ask for help, admitting was his only choice now, "You remember, the master is watching us, and nothing can escape the master's eyes!"

......Hearing this, the Soldier just sneered, and then ignored what he was holding in his palm and began to apply makeup to the skull again.

............

"Why are there so few people in this police station?"

In the corridor, the two lonely men who had put on their uniforms and disguised as police officers were bowing their heads and moving forward, although they were mentally prepared, but the small number of people in the police station still made the lonely door a little unexpected.

"This morning I hired a few film school students to dress up like us and go around a few crowded places, and I guess Sheriff Tiger has the command of the police officers, and when he heard the news, he took all the people out. The winged bird chewed on the licorice candy and said vaguely, "Except for the intern policeman on duty at the door just now, we haven't met any of them." Anyway, is there any chance that I'll be reimbursed for the money I hired for the actors?"

"Don't play poor, there's someone in front. With a slight movement of his ears, Lone Door pressed the brim of his hat and reminded in a low voice.

At the next moment, two sturdy policemen appeared around the corner, and they were discussing something fiercely with each other as they moved forward, and they didn't seem to notice that there were two colleagues walking opposite each other in front of them.

"Huh?"

Winged Bird turned her head away, intending to bow her head and let the other party go like this, however, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the two opposite, and the reasoning consciousness generated by her years of detective career unconsciously followed the train of thought quickly, and only a moment of time flowed, and a sense of crisis arose.

"Be careful!"

At the moment when the winged bird issued a warning, she only felt a cold wind suddenly flash in her throat, but the expected pain did not happen, her eyes moved down, and the winged bird was shocked to find that a clenched giant fist was staying at the inch of her neck, and what prevented the heavy punch from attacking was the [Muramasa] blade that glowed with cold light and had already slashed deeply into the center of the fist at this time!

"You...... How did you notice that?" Winged Bird took a few steps back quickly, her heart still beating wildly at the moment of horror, but now she was more concerned about the swift action of the lonely long night, and in her consciousness, no one should be faster than she could see through it.

"It's nothing, just these two guys...... There is no breath of a living person on his body. Gumen held a knife in both hands and stalemate with the other party, he didn't expect that even with an injury like this with his fist being split in half, the expressionless inch-headed man on the other side was still using his fist to continue to exert force, as if he didn't feel the slightest pain.

A popping sound exploded instantly on the side, and the lone door kicked the winged bird beside him, but he was directly knocked into the concrete wall by another bald policeman who suddenly came out, the wall panels exploded, and the various iron frames stored in the room were knocked down and dumped by the two people who rolled over, and countless paper documents flew under the light of the miserable white incandescent light.

"Hey, uncle, are you still alive?!" Winged Bird wanted to rush into the big hole in the wall to rescue Lonedoor, but a strong and fierce figure blocked her way. The inch-headed man raised his right fist, which was still stuck with the long knife, expressionlessly, and then pulled it out, and the outrageous thing was that the huge wound that was deep in the palm of his hand did not spill out a trace of blood.

"Ahem...... It's still alive. In the white paper on the ground, a thin figure staggered to his feet, and Gumen raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then picked up a paper cutter that had just fallen to the ground. In front of him, the bald man with an indifferent face slowly stood up like a mountain, and the blow that just now through the wall seemed to have no effect on him.

"Hey, this doesn't look like a normal infiltration process......" Winged Bird swallowed lightly, and then reluctantly put on a fighting stance, "If you have time, can you come and save me, uncle?"

"Have you ever heard a proverb about the statue of a bodhisattva, which my friend taught me in the past, and it is very appropriate to describe the current situation. Step by step, the bald man approached, and the lonely door stepped back with the knife in his hand, and then, the cold touch from the wall behind him, reminded him of a terrible truth: there was no way back.

"You can't be talking about [Mud Bodhisattva crossing the river - it is difficult to protect himself], right?" Winged Bird watched as the other party slowly clenched his fingers into a fist, and gradually formed a posture of preparing to attack with all his body, "What kind of immoral friend are you, how can you teach such unlucky words!"

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