Chapter 11: Snatching the Blacklist

"Hey, what are you doing... Why are you here???How are you in..."Seeing that the white-bearded old man's voice was getting louder and louder, Dewey stepped forward and knocked him out with the handle of his gun and dragged him to a nearby utility room.

About five minutes later, the old man woke up, and when he saw Dewey screaming in fright, for fear of making a mistake, Dewey covered his mouth violently, and pointed a gun in his right hand at his head, "You yell, Lao Tzu makes your brain bloom." Dewey quietly threatened him.

The old man was also a coward, and after a while, he raised his hand and surrendered, ".... Young man, what's the matter.... Don't shoot! we might be able to talk...."

Dewey thinks he's in the way and wants to kill him, so if you think about it, you might be able to put something out of him.

"Hey, Doctor, I can ask, you know... blacklist..."

"What? I don't know. "The old man's head has to be like a rattle.

Dewey glared at him fiercely, "You bastards, you must not be doing any good things, you are so old, and you are still fucking unhappy in your old age, what kind of fucking heart do you say?"

"Please, don't kill me, I... I.... My grandson is only 3 years old... Don't.."

"Then you still don't say it?!"

"I... I... I really don't know...."

"I think you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin? Your grandson is only 3 years old? Are you fucking embarrassed? Do things for the gang? You damn it!" Dewey was ready to shoot, this old man was too tough, right?

"Don't, don't, I said... I said, "The old man is going to cry."

"Hurry up, if you don't say anything, you're going to die!"

"It's just... Just in... The front lab next door... In the room, I really don't know which table to put ... Spare me.."

"Thank you, Doctor!" Dewey stood up and patted the ash on his knees, "You're in a nice dress, borrow me to wear it?"

"Huh?" the old man got up and was about to run, but was immediately put to the ground by Dewey.

"Uncle, seeing that you still have a family, this amount will make you unconscious for more than ten days. Dewey took the poison syringe from his belt and inserted it into the old man's neck and injected a third of it.

After being dragged into the room again, Dewey changed into the doctor's clothes and put on a mask.

In the pocket of the old doctor's clothes, Dewey found the laboratory pass, and after entering the laboratory, in order to prevent his identity from being recognized, Dewey put on a coat and hat. Now Dewey's destination is the office next door to the lab.

Dewey, wrapped in a chemical protection mask, saw human specimens for the first time, and several adult men** scarred bodies were soaked in green liquid.

Inside, what makes people even more jaw-dropping is that these brutes in the laboratory are still soaking human organs in containers! Such a criminal act is not enough to be shot 1,000 times!

Time is pressing, Dewey has no time to sympathize with the dead people who have been made into specimens here, and if he doesn't find out the black list, Wang Jing's fate may be like this!

Suddenly, a white man in a suit and leather shoes came in at the main entrance of the laboratory, followed by two guards, holding a loudspeaker and yelling at the laboratory: "Well, everyone stand here, I have something to announce!

"Guys, just now...."

At this time, Dewey had already walked out of the biochemical zone, hid under a test bench, took off his mask and mask, it was too stuffy, "These bastards! Hearing movement at the door of the laboratory, Dewey also secretly leaned against the wall and listened.

"Just now, your director, Jones, was murdered in the toilet of the Western-style restaurant across the street!"

There was an uproar in the lab. "Everyone, be quiet! It's definitely not an accident, I've already examined the body, it's good, it's a well-trained killer! I think this guy must be trying to steal something from the lab, come on!" the white man clapped his hands, and two strong men appeared behind him, dragging the white-bearded old man over.

"As I expected, this guy is Professor George trying to get in, maybe... Hehe, you're in your bunch!"

The laboratory has become a mess, and people are panicking.

When it was over, there was no way out, so Dewey immediately took off his uniform and immediately went into the office next door.

Drip. Dewey swiped open the office door, and there were three people sitting inside, all writing something.

"You are?"

Dewey drew his gun and shot two of them, and the rest of the man dragged his stool back several steps in fright, "Ah, ah, ah, what are you going to do?"

"Give me five seconds, tell me where the blacklist is, or I'll kill you!" Dewey pointed a gun at his head.

"What.... I don't know, don't ask me... I.." Dewey saw him get up and run away and shot him through the Achilles tendon.

"Ah~~~ my legs!"

Dewey dragged his heels to the wall, "If you don't say it." Dewey pulled out the unfinished poison from his body, "Hmph, so many, it's all yours, haha! You won't die right away! Your skin will slowly melt away, and gradually, you will lose consciousness, and soon you will be speechless, and eventually you will become a pile of bones! And then you will stink for 10,000 years, you bastards!"

"I surrender, I surrender! The list is in a drawer... The password at the bottom of the left is...."

"How much is !!!"

“JSD886...”

Dewey got up, "Where's the key?!!!" He grabbed the man by the neck and brought him to his desk.

"It's open, that's the list? Hurry up!"

"This black... It's the name... Red... Be... It's a stronghold of detention..."

"What are these people violating? Huh? You want to be imprisoned?" Dewey punched him and sent him 2 meters away.

"They... They... It's all gold... of the enemy.... I don't know about the rest..."

"This way, this way!" shouted someone outside the door, and it seemed that their people had come to the door.

"Where's the main power switch?"

"Woo, here. He pointed to Dewey's upper right. "I've said everything I need to say, I... I... Help!Someone!!Someone got it...."

"Fuck your uncle..."Dewey kicked the drawer, the drawer closed, and before he could say the "black list", Dewey shot his dog's head and pulled down the electric switch with his right hand.

The office lost power instantly, and a power outage alarm was triggered at the same time.

Didi, the door to the office opened, and a pair of people came in, "Who! come out!" It was the white man in the suit who spoke, "Give me out before I find you, or Lao Tzu..."

Dewey walked around behind the white man and twisted his neck directly, and rushed out with the black list desperately.

"Boss, boss, what's wrong with you," the little brother next to him shouted, "He's there! Kill that B for me!"

Moving on to the bunker and test bench, Dewey lowered himself and scurried around in a hail of bullets.

Killing the two guards at the elevator door and snatching the rifles from the two, Dewey pressed the elevator.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Dewey jumped up in a hurry, and the elevator came down without hurry.

"He's there! Call me!"

The elevator door opened! Dewey jumped in, flipped up and slammed the button.

At the moment when the door closed, a bullet was fired directly into Dewey's shoulder.

"Your uncle, damn it. Dewey clutched his bloody wounds, and he felt like his upper body was going to explode!

Ding Dong, the elevator door opened, and there were a bunch of people outside the door, who screamed one by one when they saw that they were sweating and bloody.

A few new guards in the hall held walkie-talkies and roared, "This is this person, kill him!"

In an instant, more than a dozen guns were aimed at Dewey.

Dewey staggered behind a pillar, he was already tired, holding the black list in his hand and gasping, he felt his whole body cold, it was difficult to breathe, he took away his palm, the wound under his shirt made him very desperate, he had been a soldier, he knew how deep the bullet was, he felt that he was going to hang the lottery.

The gunfire became more and more intense, and the pillars were about to be shot through.

After a while, the shootout intensified, and somehow, the pillar next to Dewey was not strafed anymore, and Dewey carefully poked his head out.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Dewey blinked his eyes to make sure he wasn't blind,

It's Shaw and Mike! They're rushing in with a bunch of people!!