Chapter 370: Thousand Mountains Sunset Rinpoche (2)

"Save ...... I ......" Death called out two words with all his might.

I reached out my left hand just in time and grabbed her arm as it began to float under her feet.

In an instant, her body floated in the air, like a leaf in the turbulence. If it weren't for my quick reflexes, she would have been sucked into the safe.

I grabbed the steering wheel with my right hand, concentrated my whole body on the window, and dragged the Grim Reaper into the car.

"Seat belts, seat belts, safety ......," I yelled.

The two of us moved at the same time, pulled out our seat belts, and strapped ourselves to our seats.

In this case, I didn't care about the people in the safe, so I immediately hung up the reverse gear, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car slowly retreated, step by step to a place forty steps away from the safe.

The suction of the safe disappeared, and the car's engine stopped roaring and resumed its normal sound.

"It's dangerous, the safe is a trap...... The god of medicine is finished, the god of guns is finished, and they are all finished. "Death's teeth rattled like chaff.

"Calm down, calm down." I held her hand again.

"I can't calm down, it's a nightmare...... My companions are dead, and the safe hides the devil beyond the power of man...... Let's go, let's go, let's go, it's safe to get out of here, go, go, go-" Death roared, then withdrew his hands, covered his face vigorously, and cried hysterically.

Of course, there is no devil in the safe, because that is the power of the mandala.

If the Falcon dies, the politics of the northern powers will fall into temporary chaos. A power vacuum can also trigger some kind of riot, which is not good news for ordinary people.

Of course, I can just leave, leave the capital, go back to the Central Plains, and end my journey to the great northern powers.

For the sake of safety, I will not return to the mountains of the Caucasus, nor will I continue the operation of killing the ambushes, and completely put aside the affairs of the Cheka Town and the Wandering Ghost Country.

"This matter is really anticlimactic, and in the end, there is no real winner at all, not only did I lose Mrs. Bing, but in the end, even the electric falcon was finished." I was very frustrated, because now I was empty-handed, I didn't have any record, and it was equivalent to returning to zero after a few hard circles.

It took about half an hour for the Grim Reaper to calm down, pull a tissue from the box to wipe his face, and then put his makeup back on in the rearview mirror.

She had a delicate mask on her face, and her facial features had changed slightly. Now, after crying repeatedly, the mask has been scrapped, and it can only be restored to its original appearance.

"Why are you still here? How long do we have to wait? After putting on the makeup, the mood of the Grim Reaper also stabilized.

"Let's go eat." I say.

"Eat? You can figure it out. Death sneered.

Seeing her attitude, I was sure that she was really recovering.

"What's your solution?" I asked.

Death took a deep breath: "Wait a minute, I'll summon the men and horses lurking in the capital, find a way to get close to the safe, and then ...... Then close the cabinet door and wait for the latest order from the 'Queen of the North Sea'. ”

It's the most sensible thing to do, and if I were her, I'd do the same.

I didn't rush her, I just held the steering wheel and was always on the lookout for unexpected changes.

"There are our people on the periphery, so there has been no disturbance so far. Unfortunately, we planned everything, but we didn't expect something to go wrong with the safe itself. Death said.

"Plans don't change fast." I nodded, "No matter how well prepared you are, there will still be trouble when you actually implement the plan." I believe that everyone did their best, and it was not everyone's original intention to make it like this. ”

The tragic situation of the god of medicine at the time of his death gave me a great shock, and made me realize that the mandala is not just a labyrinth of passive existence, but contains quite violent power, which can produce great lethality, and must not be taken lightly.

The Grim Reaper made the first call, and a dozen casually dressed gunmen quickly gathered and leaned against the side of the car, waiting for her to give the order.

"Now, the original plan has gone a little bit of trouble, and everyone's working hours need to be extended by 48 hours, and the task is still the same as before. Of course, the salary will also increase according to the number of hours worked, so you don't have to worry. Death shouted.

"There are a couple of suspicious people showing their heads in the south." A young man in a denim suit carrying a * reports.

"What gang could it be?" Death asked.

"Like the people of the Capital Einsatzgruppen, you know, the agents all have a similar mode of operation, sneaky, all with binoculars and cameras, and take pictures as they go." The young man replied.

"Don't worry, the inside line at the top will cover everyone, even if you go head-to-head with the secret services, I guarantee everyone's innocence." Death said.

Her tone was a bit exaggerated, after all, the special agents of any country's capital are under the direct control of the Ministry of Security, and their rank and authority are quite high and large, and they are not something that can be covered by an insider. Unless the "Queen of the North Sea" is the Minister of Security, that's a different story.

"Can you shoot? If the other person shoots, can they return fire? The young man asked again.

In order to prevent this matter from ending uneventually, I immediately opened my mouth and replied on behalf of the Grim Reaper: "No, even if the other party shoots, you must maintain a tolerant attitude and never kill anyone." Everyone endured for a maximum of 48 hours, with great restraint, and did not offend the secret service personnel. ”

I know all the time that even if you have a gun in your hand, you are only illegally owning a gun as an underground gang, not the same as someone who has a gun license, a murder license, or a state agent.

Those people have the support of the big northern powers behind them, they belong to the government, and it is their duty to arrest and kill people, and no one in any other industry can match them.

"Can't kill? Let's hold guns and wait to die? Immediately there was suspicion in the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this Mr. Long is the guest of honor of the 'Queen of the North Sea', and his words represent the meaning of the Queen. Therefore, everyone must remember what he just told not to shoot and kill. At the very least, it can't trigger a shootout in the streets and attract state agents from all over the capital. Death said.

With such an identity, the group of gunmen had a better attitude towards me, bowed their heads to check the bullets, and did not open their mouths to refute them.

"Let's spread out, and still do our part. By the way, no one should approach the safe, there is a danger of an explosion there. "Death told a small lie, but it was a clever tactic that was easier than explaining the "mandala" to the gunmen.

The gunmen slowly dispersed and disappeared into every corner.

"It's a good deal to deal with it, forty-eight hours to deal with the crisis, it's enough." I give a thumbs up to Death.

She smiled wryly and dialed the phone a second time, the expression on her face becoming very respectful and serious.

"Rejoice, it's me. We were in the basement of the Secret Archives Building, and a series of incomprehensible situations occurred just after opening the safe, the God of Guns, the God of Medicine, and the God of Books were all dead, leaving only me and Mr. Long alive. Yes, it's Mr. Long, as the Queen said, he is very cooperative and willing to help us through this difficult time. I have rearranged the perimeter guards and asked them to stay there for 48 hours. The Grim Reaper reported to the phone.

A majestic and beautiful woman's voice came from the phone: "The gun god is dead? It's impossible, there is no vacancy in her life, and she will not die in the capital of a large northern country at all. Are you mistaken? Did you see the gun god die? ”

The Grim Reaper was asked, after all, she had only stood outside the safe and looked at it a few times, unable to determine whether the Spear God was dead or alive.

She turned her face to me and asked for help with a pleading look.

"When you're dead, you're lying inside the safe." I say.

Death breathed a sigh of relief and repeated my words into the microphone.

"That's strange, could it be that within a few days of separation, her life changed drastically? How is this possible? Not only is there no 'official killing' and 'empty death', but there is no 'comparison of robbery'. Alas, I really don't know how you people do it, even if you can't do a super simple thing, you have to lose the lives of several people. Forget it, go with your plan and see what you can get in the end. The woman on the other end of the line said disappointedly.

"Hey, I have to ask for help." Death said.

"I have important business on my hands, so let's get to you in twelve hours, and we will meet and talk when the time comes." The woman hung up.

The Grim Reaper was a little helpless, and put away the phone in a daze.

"This ...... The call was really meaningless, I needed reinforcements, but the leader just complained. Well, if the twelve-hour leader can arrive, I'll stick to the twelve-hour and see what miracles can happen. Death said.

The woman said a lot of terms, all of which are words from ancient Chinese physiognomy, which shows that she is a person who has a deep understanding of natal divination.

As I listened to the phone call, I wondered, "How did the gun god get into the safe?" Why is she so careless? Was it sucked in? What happened when the electric falcon went in with Lady Ice in his arms? Why is there such a strong suction......"

Of course, I hope that as the god of joy said, the god of the spear is not dead at all. In that way, the next general will be preserved on this side, and he will contribute to the future battles.

"Jingle jingle bell, jingle bell jingle bell", the Grim Reaper's phone rang.

She looked down, and the expression on her face suddenly froze, as if she had seen a ghost.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Yes...... It's the number of the gun god, and she called me...... How is that possible? Isn't she already dead in the safe? The Grim Reaper held the phone in one hand and covered the screen with the other, as if that would block the Gun God's calls.

I held out my hand: "Give me the phone." ”

The Grim Reaper almost broke down, and without thinking about it, put the phone in the palm of my hand.

I pressed the answer button and immediately heard the voice of the gun god: "I'm trapped, please Mr. Long hurry up and save me." At the moment, I seem to be surrounded by hallucinations, with a bottomless abyss in front of me and on the left and right, and I am the only one sitting alone on the top of the empty mountain...... I knew that this was a mandala, but what I saw in my eyes was only snowy mountains, and I couldn't find the point of attack to crack the illusion. ”

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

If I'm with her, I'll be able to remind her to calm down and settle her soul again. Only in this way can we judge the situation and start self-help.

Now like her, she is impetuous, easily led astray by illusions, and can never return.

"Gun God, I'm Long Fei. Listen, now you're inside the safe, walking sideways and vertically, unharmed, at most just touching the inside wall of the safe. Now, listen to me, find a direction, and take a leap to get out of trouble immediately. I said.

Only bold action can break through illusions, and I've tried many times before.

"However, I am facing an abyss, and it is easy to jump, and I am likely to be crushed." Gun God said.

I retorted to her with certainty: "Spear god, I repeat, you are not at the top of a cliff, but in the underground of the capital of the great northern powers, facing me and the god of death. Trust me, no matter how much you jump, you're in the safe, and your life won't be in danger. ”

When I enlightened her like this, there was not the slightest bit of confusion. However, I soon learned that I had been so wrong that I almost single-handedly murdered the young life of the spearman.