12. Cataclysm

1:40 a.m.

The moonlight is hazy, the sky is full of stars, except for the street lights on both sides of the road, the small buildings on both sides of the community are bathed in the moonlight and sleep. The shadows of the trees swayed, and I don't know whose children whimpered in their dreams, and after a while, the comforting voices of adults came out, and occasionally there was a dog barking or two, and then it fell into silence.

In the moonlight, from the fence on the east side of the community, a figure emerged, the image of that person had been prepared and planned for a long time, and simply and without hesitation, advancing through the moonlight, like a fleeting shadow in the moonlight.

The shadow quickly walked along the wall, finding the pre-determined position, where the barbed wire guardrail on the wall was partially broken, the shadow stood still, took out a pair of puncture-resistant gloves from his waist, carefully climbed over the wall, stood in place for a few seconds, sorted out his backpack, and then carefully but calmly walked along the artificial lake in the community towards the middle of the community.

A few minutes later, the dark shadow appeared outside the backyard of Building 7 111 on Community Square Boulevard, and he looked left and right, and there was silence on the street. He quickly pulled a mask out of his pocket and put it on, slid over the fence, through the backyard pool, expertly bypassing cameras and alarms, and up the second floor along the pipe, entering the room from the balcony.

A few minutes later, Black Silver reappeared on the balcony, and after returning the same way, he stood in the shadows under the backyard wall for a few seconds, as if to give himself a moment to breathe, after that, he removed his mask and walked out into the street, all the way to the building where Mo Lei was.

After approaching, the black shadow became very careful, he first put on his mask, stood against the wall outside the vegetable patch, listened carefully to whether there was any movement in the room, and after more than ten seconds, he made up his mind, took a few steps back, lowered his posture, ran a few steps, grabbed the wall with both hands, and climbed over it lightly, and landed on the ground silently.

After the black shadow landed, he remained in a crouching position and waited motionless again for a few seconds, he wanted to climb up the water pipe directly to the second floor, but he stood next to the water pipe, seemed to change his mind, and walked to the door, took something out of his backpack with his backhand, and glued it to the door.

But he probably didn't think it was the best choice, so he took out an identical thing from his backpack, walked to the window, first pushed the window with his hand, and found that the window was locked, he thought about it, and simply took out a few things from the package in turn, and began to walk along the wall, gluing the things he took out to the wall and the window.

Although the black shadow was not satisfied, he felt that this was the best choice, and he would find a place to wait later, and if the people inside dared to escape, then the only way to solve it was to use a gun.

There's no way, if you force yourself into the room, it's hard to keep the guy in the room catching himself again.

After finishing these tasks, the black shadow pulled out his pistol with his backhand, installed the muffler, and planned to climb the tree and wait quietly, 3 minutes later, the buildings on both sides were about to burst into flames, and he only needed to take advantage of the chaos to replenish the gun, just kill people, the premise is that he is not killed first, and the rest of the things will be easy to do.

"Don't move, stand up slowly, straighten your hands, and hand me the gun." As soon as the black shadow wanted to get up, his body suddenly stiffened, the back of his head was pressed against something cold, and a gloomy voice sounded in his ears.

Damn, careless, careless.

The black shadow cursed himself in his heart, and he didn't even hear the words of the guy behind him, he slowly straightened up, and handed the pistol behind him with two fingers, he knew that the other person's body was less than a foot away from him.

The counterattack is this moment.

When the other party reached out to take the gun, the black shadow suddenly let go, and when the pistol fell, the black shadow twisted to the left, and the left hand blocked the opponent's pistol, and the palm of his right hand pushed the opponent's face.

But the reality is not what he wants.

The person behind him was Mo Lei, Mo Lei's hand was not a pistol at all, but a bottle of red wine that had been drunk, and the black shadow used all his strength to strike it was effective, he knocked out the wine bottle in Mo Lei's hand, and Mo Lei also dodged the palm that was pushed to the face, but took a step forward and hit the black shadow's throat with his fist.

The black shadow took two steps back, blocked Mo Lei's attack with his right hand, and pulled out the dagger with his left hand, but then his feet softened, and the black shadow's vigilance rose sharply, and he just wanted to fall sideways and roll away. But it was too late, a looper made of nylon rope fell from the top of his head, which was just put on the killer's neck, and then the other end of the rope seemed to be pulled down by a heavy object, and the black shadow's neck tightened, and the whole person was suspended and fell into the air.

Then the lights in the courtyard flickered, and the hall lit up.

Mo Lei was dressed neatly, as if he hadn't slept at all, standing under the tree with an indifferent face, looking at the killer with his legs hanging in the air and struggling hard, and then taking a closer look at the things that the killer was glued to the door frame, his face suddenly changed greatly.

He trotted over quickly, took off the thing that was glued to the door, threw it in the middle of the vegetable garden, and then quickly circled the downstairs himself, picked up all the bottles that the killer had thrown around the house, unplugged the timer detonator on it, and piled it up with the first one, the homemade timers glowed significantly green, and the countdown number had reached single digits.

Striding closer to the laurel tree, Mo Lei lowered his head and picked up the dagger that the killer had dropped on the ground, cut the rope with a knife, and the killer who had been suffocated by the rope loop was strangled by the neck, and fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Lei didn't think about it, after tearing off the other party's hood, he attached himself to the back of his head and pressed it hard with his thumb, he didn't care that waking up in such a way would hurt the other party's brain, and now he had to ask if there were any other places where a timed incendiary bomb was installed.

This is an evil thing, gasoline with butter can play the role of fixing incendiary bombs, and the body is like a tarsal bone, and it is certain to die.

The killer woke up slowly, his eyes were blank for a moment, and he saw Mo Lei squatting aside. The killer's eyes immediately became fierce, supporting the ground with one hand and touching his waist with the other, which was quite a bit desperate.

But Mo Lei gave him a chance, he pressed the killer's body with one knee, grabbed the killer's mask on the ground with his left hand and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth, and the dagger in his hand pierced the deltoid muscle of the opponent's left shoulder, under the light, the killer's eyes were scattered and his face was distorted.

"If you move again, cut your neck." Mo Lei whispered in the killer's ear bluntly.

The killer was still, his eyes full of anger and fear.

"Tell me, where else did you put the gift you brought?" Mo Lei gently turned the handle of the knife in his hand, then stopped and slowly released the mask in his left hand.

The killer took a long breath, and just as he wanted to speak, Mo Lei heard a few bottles exploding, and then, not far from the right front of his room, there was an instant brightness.

"Fuck you." Mo Lei jumped up in anger, he knew that something had happened to Bernikin's family, and now in this situation, Bernigin's family was destined to die.

But, I have to go and see if I can save it.

In a fit of rage, Mo Lei turned the dagger with his right hand, pulled it out, stood up and kicked the killer's temple with his toes, and then gently picked the killer into the shallow pit dug in advance, and then shouted loudly, "Fire, fire, fire......".

In the midst of shouting, Mo Lei turned around and rushed indoors to find a blanket, turned around with the water in the kitchen and rushed out of the door, while continuing to shout, he prepared the blanket and rushed to Bernigin's house.

The sleeping community suddenly woke up after a few seconds, almost all the adult males shouted to each other and gathered in this direction, some half-grown children also ran out with pots and pots, and the fire brigade in the community paid for it to bring the fire extinguishing equipment within half a minute, but these experienced people could only stand on the periphery and shout when they saw the fire and the smell coming from it.

Some women can't help but start crying.

They didn't see any of the Bernikin family outside the fire, so should the whole family die inside?

The room was filled with smoke and fire, the butter in the gasoline bottle splashed around after the explosion, and the sparks stuck to it and could not be separated, the choking smell made Mo Lei cough a few times, fortunately, he was familiar with the layout of Berniegin's house, he rushed to the bathroom from memory, ripped off a towel from the wall and wet it under the faucet, tied it to his face, and rushed to the second floor.

Save whoever you can. Mo Lei actually didn't have any hope in his heart, but he just wanted to go in and have a look, in case he could rescue one.

The smoke from the burning of butter and gasoline pierced his eyes, Mo Lei waved one hand in front of his eyes, driving away the smoke, and with the other hand, he grabbed the blanket on his body tightly, and when he went up to the second floor, he was completely desperate. He could only see and hear the sound of flames, no crying, no screams, no cries for help, and he knew that his guess had come true, and that the Bernikins might have died before the fire broke out.

There was a slight cough in the room on the right, and then there was silence in the poisonous fire, Mo Lei looked at the sea of fire in front of him, measured the distance between himself and the room, wrapped himself tightly with a blanket, and poured it into the sea of fire like a log, and after a few rolls, he rushed into the bedroom.

As far as the eye could see, the bedroom was filled with smoke, but there was no fire, not a trace of fire. Mo Lei rushed in and quickly touched the side of the bed, he saw a small body wrapped in a small quilt, Mo Lei rushed over without thinking, picked up the child on the bed, and shouted the child's name.

The child's body remained motionless in his arms.

Mo Lei stepped to the windowsill, raised his leg and kicked off the glass on the window, he saw that the courtyard and the corridor downstairs were full of people, they were running back and forth but shouting helplessly.

"Catch the kids." Mo Lei shouted hoarsely.

The crowd downstairs didn't actually hear him shouting anything, but when they saw the person he was holding in his hand, several Chinese people glanced at each other, and then rushed to the window together, everyone raised their hands upward, signaling Mo Lei to throw the person in his hand down.

Mo Lei turned around and ran to the bed, ripped off the quilt on the bed, and threw it out of the window, several men downstairs quickly picked up the quilt and unfolded the quilt one after another, and then Mo Lei held the child's hands out of the window, and after seeing the direction, he let go of his hands, and the child was falling in the middle of the quilt that was torn downstairs.

Mo Lei turned around and rushed into the aisle again.

It's too late.

He saw that the master bedroom and the third floor had been burned together, and there was a crackling sound in the flames, and he couldn't stay long. If the killer had put a bottle at the gas outlet, the building would have been able to fly into the sky.

He returned to the small bedroom and jumped from the window.

The fire brigade isolated Bernikin's small building from the neighbor's small building next door to prevent the fire from spreading, and someone had already closed the gas gate, and even if it exploded, it would probably hurt Bernikin's own house.

And when Mo Lei heard the news, he went out of his way - the child he saved, Anne, was already dead.

He looked at the little body that had become motionless, and he was still holding two rag dolls tightly in his hands, one was her own and the other was given by Mo Lei.

The rag doll was a little dirty and dusty.

"Susu, I'll sing you a song......"

Mo Lei's whole body trembled, tears filled his eyes, and his nails dug into his palms.

A hungry wolf howls in his heart!