Chapter 188: Sacrifice

188. Sacrifice

The San Pietro's Cemetery is located west of the intersection of the roads of Pereira and Angonco, which are now home to many cemeteries. Although some cemeteries are slightly better maintained, the people who lie there are the same, whether you are rich or poor in life, and you have only a few feet of resting place after death, and even your body has become a habitat for insects.

In Pereira, in many cities like this around the world, the bones of the dead are scattered all over the place, but now they are the footprints of many tourists and revelers. In the past, the place where the body was buried is now probably a large parking lot and convenience store; The place where capital punishment was carried out is now a playground and a department store. As the city continues to expand, those who died have been forgotten, and their bones are crushed under the concrete of the high-rises.

The coyote had been a regular visitor for two years, and sometimes he would even bring beer to the cemetery in the hills, and he had long known the path to the cemetery by heart and knew how to avoid the grave sweepers and the cemetery keepers. He didn't know if he had been discovered, but at that time he didn't care, he just wanted to be closer to a small tombstone in the cemetery, because he knew that she was buried in it and was afraid of the dark and of being alone. So he would choose to sit in front of the tombstone in the middle of the night, not talking, silently muttering everything about the other party in his heart.

He didn't want to disturb anyone, but he didn't want anyone to disturb his peaceful way of remembering, until he was attacked by crocodiles on the shore of a nearby lake for two nights in a row. The coyote was not afraid of danger, but felt that it was in the dark, and she was driving herself away. So he left.

Since then, the coyote has lived cautiously, and although he has a fixed residence and a legal income to survive, he knows that he can never return to his former life. He began to choose revenge, and then it was just waiting, waiting for death, and for a person who knew what to wait for, it didn't matter at all where to wait. But slowly he came out again, made some friends, and had a few more enemies. If it weren't for those thugs, he might still be running his own shop in the Tataco Desert.

It could be Nixon's kind of person.

Who knows?

When I walked out of the cemetery, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. The setting sun hangs over the canopy, sprinkling the remaining light and temperature on the ground, herons and cranes fly by the bushes by the lake, evergreens and bayberry trees by the roadside, and birds chirp from time to time on the moss-covered laurel trees.

How many years has it been? How many years ago today, she closed her eyes?

Start by remembering and then let it be forgotten.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Lei and Gao Bing, who were waiting at the entrance of the cemetery, saw that there were still tears on the coyote's face. The two glanced at each other, Gao Bing stepped forward, raised his arm to put his arm around the coyote's shoulder, Mo Lei opened the car door, and stood there looking at the coyote.

"It's fine." The coyote shook his head and grinned. But that smile is heartbreaking, "I just can't remember how many years she has been dead, I just remember that today is the death day." ”

"If you can't remember, don't think about it, look ahead." Mo Lei, who was wearing a sports cap, patted the coyote on the shoulder.

It's not that he has a cold temperament, it's that he doesn't want to see the coyote run away. If you die, you will die, and to help her avenge her is to be able to comfort her with a smile one day in the future, when we meet in hell or heaven: "That person, I helped you kill it, and then I came too." ”

In this way, you will have a clear heart.

"I'm sorry I didn't let you in, I wanted to talk to her for a while."

The coyote, which had always looked dead and dead, and there was nothing difficult to do in the world, suddenly shrank as if it had been dried by the air. The arm held in place with a triangular scarf looks more shapely. Gao Bing felt uncomfortable for a while, so he pressed his hand on the coyote, "What do you say, I only knew about this situation, otherwise, I would have come to accompany you a long time ago." ”

"Yes, we shouldn't have come out today, where did we leave Zhou Rui alone, this guy can't take care of himself, let's go back quickly." The coyote seemed to regain some of its vitality and climbed into the back seat of the car first. Gao Bing sat in the driver's seat, and then waited for Mo Lei to get into the car from the back seat on the other side, started the car and left, all of them had pistols placed beside them, and even one was placed on the left hand side of the coyote.

Dust billowed from the road ahead, and several gray and black pickup trucks rushed out of the dust, driving at breakneck speeds. Gao Bing cautiously drove the car to the side of the road, and he saw four men armed with automatic weapons sitting in the back of the last gray pickup truck. Gao Bing drove the car without squinting, passing by the convoy. Mo Lei, who was in the back seat, turned his face sideways to the car, and when Gao Bing reported to him, Mo Lei hummed - such militants have long been strange in this land.

After driving a few kilometers along the road, the sirens of police cars sounded from the direction of Pereira behind them, and the sirens were getting closer and closer.

"Something happened to Angangko." Gao Bing said.

"It's the same group of people just now." Mo Lei replied.

"It's not looking for us, is it?" The coyote said without hesitation, grabbed the pistol from his leg with his left hand, and placed it on his lap.

"Probably not, Bull Demon King, you drive slower, move forward at a constant speed, don't care about anything else, just drive." Mo Lei picked up the pistol and loaded it, raised his right hand to lower the brim of his hat, "If you dare to stop us, just break through." ”

"Howler!" Gao Bing happily replied that although it only took more than an hour for this old Toyota Prado to make minor changes, compared to those tattered policemen, it was tantamount to a galloping horse and an old scalper.

The car jolted violently, and the coyote in the back seat was caught off guard and almost hit his head. He cursed, Gao Bing looked at the coyote in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "I'm too excited, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Look at the fun you kid!" The coyote squinted at Mo Lei but was talking to Gao Bing, "Remember, you can only hit the tires when you shoot, and if you can go, you can leave quickly." Even if there is a firefight, try to hit the arms and legs, and we don't fight the police. ”

"That's a yarn." Gao Bing shouted, but quickly shut up. Of course he understood what Mo Lei meant, but the coyote had fire in his heart, and when there was a real firefight, the coyote would not kill innocents indiscriminately.

This is the difference between a military man and a killer.

Mo Lei smiled helplessly, this kind of battle is very difficult to fight. But among these policemen, not all of them are bad cops who are corrupt and bribery, there will always be some people who come on orders, just out of their job duties. Not to mention going against the police force, wouldn't this be even worse for me.

"The coyote is right." Mo Lei nodded.

"Got it." Gao Bing nodded, Yu Guang saw his pistol, and thought that after going back, he would quickly change the weapons of his brothers, but there was no need to make too many changes, after all, the weapons could be thrown away at any time. Then, the leather rails and flame suppressors that increase the bomb capacity and the loading capacity are increased......

The siren whistled to the rear of Toyota, and Gao Bing moved the car to the right, slightly to the side, but did not dare to completely cut to the side of the road. He continued to maintain his speed, his left hand on the steering wheel, and his right hand reached for the pistol in the passenger seat.

A row of six police cars quickly overtook Toyota, and the sharp sirens sounded in all directions, and the tires kicked up billowing dust on the road and soon disappeared. They didn't even look at the off-road vehicle that was heading in the direction of Angonko.

"Let's take a look." Mo Lei thought about it and ordered Gao Bing.

This is not too far from the safe house where the monsters and coyotes live, after all, in the same area, it is better to understand what happened in Angangke. The group of gunmen of unknown origin just now seemed to know that they were a professionally trained, disciplined, and hierarchical team, or that they might be involved with Volks.

Mo Lei secretly smiled bitterly, he was really a soldier now, and when he saw a gangster at random, he thought that it might be arranged by Volks' men.

Gao Bing stepped on the accelerator to speed up, 2 to 300 meters behind the police car, and when they arrived at Angangke Square, they found that it had become a killing place. The bodies had been carried together by the local police and arranged in a row, covered with white cloths, and the spectators, whose lives had been in danger not long ago, gathered together to loudly accuse the local police of inaction. The policemen from the county town have fenced off the blood-stained area with a cordon, but sitting in the car, they can still see the blood stains in the figure from Mo Lei.

"A dozen dead." Gao Bing looked sideways at the number of corpses, he set the speed at 20 miles, and slowly drove past the police car parked on the side of the road.

"Find a place ahead and stop, I'll go around and see, you don't have to get out of the car." Mo Lei said, tucking the pistol into his waist.

Gao Bing glanced at Mo Lei in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "Your face, don't appear in front of the police again, I'll go." You're waiting for me in the car with your dog. ”

"I'll beat you up if you call the earth dog again, thinking I can't hold a knife if I have a broken hand?" The coyote cursed indignantly, but he also had the same opinion as Gao Bing, "You will be exposed, if you meet something, I'm afraid it will be another shootout, and if you don't let anyone kill, how can you fight?" ”

"It's done, it's done." Mo Lei covered his forehead, these two guys got together, they couldn't say it, not to mention that what they said was indeed reasonable.

Parking the car at a fork in the road a few hundred meters from the square, Gao Bing got out of the car and let Mo Lei sit in the driver's seat. Looking at the back of Gao Bing walking towards the square, Mo Lei suddenly turned his head and said to the coyote, "I should actually accompany you in, but I don't know how to comfort you." Coyote, after doing this, just go with me, go back to China, live well, this is what she wants to see you like the most. ”

"I know, but every time I think about it, when I go back, she is here alone, and my heart hurts terribly."

The coyote didn't look at Mo Lei, turned his head to the side and looked out the window, there was an extra photo in his hand, and the photo paper was already yellowed and wrinkled. But he didn't look at her, just pinched the photo in his hand, and pinched it so hard that even his knuckles were white.

How can you not be sad.

I remember lying on her back in the spider orchid bush, surrounded by crushed white petals, long eyelashes covering her lower eyelids, as if she were falling into a deep sleep, only the stiff fingers on her chest, the strange red and weak white of her face after makeup, and the blood-red of her lips like blood, let people know that this was a dead man, a cold corpse.

It doesn't look like the same person at all as the woman with a bright smile in the photo.

I remember you.

I can't forget.

I will never forget you.

……

Looking at the coyote's expression, Mo Lei sighed in his heart.

He thought of Tina, of his former lover!

It's just that he knows that Zhou Rui has Athena, but he doesn't know, who will be in Gao Bing's heart?

Hurry up, finish the work, let them all go home safely, and be ordinary people.