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The impatient executioner kicked her hard in the back, warning her that she had to get up and walk again.

In the midst of the pain, at the feet of the executioner, she gathered all the courage that was still there, turned into a pale smile, as a blessing, offered to the darkness, and then tried to distance herself, facing the dark and cold corridor again, struggling, and continued to stumble, white shoes, and the footprints after each step were dark blood.

She didn't know how delicate her pale smile was.

She didn't know how precious a smile in hell was.

She didn't know how ridiculous it was to be blessed by the dead.

Unbeknownst to her, her allegiants were both killers and executioners, but she blessed them with blood.

Unbeknownst to her, her white shoes were still moving towards death, and the darkness by the door behind her was silently expanding, and the darkness was being released.

The sound of detonation resounded through the dark corridor in succession, and the bullets seemed to be particularly fond of this environment, impacting with impunity, splashing, bounceing again, and crashing hard and crisp as they fell, still intoxicated by the gore that had swept through.

"He's in the pharmacy!"

The screams echoed through all the connected corridors, summoning all the Zhong Kui masks that were blocking the corridors, and the blood floated in the shadows.

She didn't believe that she had been pulled behind the collar and dragged backwards violently, and the executioner who had been behind her was already lying on the cold ground, twitching and flowing, making the last gurgling breaths, tripping over her dragged backwards foot, hanging up a white shoe, and the white socks were immediately soaked in dark blood.

She was violently thrown into the pharmacy door she had just passed, and the big hand behind the collar was loosened, and she continued to slide on the cold ground after falling by inertia, until she hit the cabinet in the dark, and in the sparse tipping and falling, a violent detonation shot sounded again outside the door, and the bullets staggered and whistled in the corridor outside the door, and then the dark back retreated sharply, accompanied by a heavy sound of the door closing, and the space was immediately dark.

"Don't stand up!"

The loyalist spoke, his voice was low, cold, and he didn't feel anything like it, and he heard it clearly in the dark, but in her mind it was a shock, and the voice seemed to have heard it, and it was heard deeply.

The sound of detonation and shooting suddenly rang out violently outside the door, and the weak point of the wooden door quickly flashed a faint light, more and more and brighter, the sound of penetration, the sound of the medicine bottle being smashed, everywhere. The dark space suddenly began to glow white, and he began to shoot wildly at the door that was being shot, the bullet holes in the door doubled, and the bullets rushed against each other, raging through the door in both directions, or penetrating or embedding, only to tear each other apart.

She didn't seem to hear it, and every moment when the fireworks flickered made her see the cold and numb face more clearly, completely awakening her terrifying memories of the past. He is not a loyalist at all, he is also a killer, a executioner; The position of him and her is like the black in him and the white in her.

Is this the punishment of hell? Why should the killer and the executioner fight for death?

"Go inside!"

Now she didn't know what to call him, and she was lost, thinking that those who walked into the grave would be more awake, but everyone in the grave was more lost. She pushed through the clutter and crawled to the compartment inside.

The blast wave exploded, and the door that was already indestructible was instantly shattered by the grenade, and it was finally able to bathe in the dark light. He staggered to his feet, pushing down every row of shelves in the room, and after the rumbling sound of collapse and falling bottles and cans, the space in the pharmacy seemed like a dark ruin, at least the grenades could not roll freely, and it was difficult to determine the muzzle of the gun hiding in the mess.

Outside the door, several Zhong Kui leaned against the wall on the left and right, and began to change magazines. They had never encountered such a stubborn and calm opponent, except for the devils, and for the first time there were traitors who made them so nervous that the bullets fell during the reload.

The leader of Zhong Kui appeared in the corridor, carrying a gun at random, and strolled over. All the masks under the shadows turned, waiting for the killing order.

"Can you fight like this when you are a traitor? You've made me insightful! Come out on your own, and leave you with all your corpses. ”

Quiescence.

"We will live forever in the fire, and you, hell, do not deserve to go into."

Still silent.

Leader Zhong Kui didn't get an answer, so he nodded to the masks.

At the end of the corridor, a watchman suddenly shouted, "Someone's coming!" One! He's shaking a towel at us. ”

……

No one expected that Maeda, the commander of the gendarmerie, would compromise and agree to the Einsatzgruppen's request.

However, the situation has not changed significantly, because the first request of the Einsatzgruppen is to get their captain, which is the purpose of their mission, but the captain is still in the hands of Zhang Fugui, he does not surrender, or die.

A detective was ordered to be a messenger, and without entering the hospital, he simply went to the window of Zhang Fugui's ward and announced Captain Maeda's order to Zhang Fugui, ordering him to release the hostages and hand them over to the Einsatzgruppen.

Zhang Fugui didn't expect Maeda to compromise, but he was not surprised by Maeda's order, at the critical moment, there was no reason why his dog would not become an outcast, and he never expected the dog to be respected. After despair, the news of despair didn't hit him too hard at the moment.

"Deputy Team Li, this ...... I've said everything I need to say, see if it's ......"

"I am your ancestor!" The paleness and exhaustion behind the sunglasses are full of unwillingness: "I won't let go of my life!" I'm going to pull a cushion on my back when I die. I'm a traitor, he hoes and rapes, and he just dies! ”

The leader of Zhong Kui in the corridor spoke at the right time: "You let him go, we agree to spare your life." ”

"Do you believe it yourself?"

"Don't you want to die? This is your only chance! ”

"It's because Lao Tzu doesn't want to die, so he expects everyone to die together! It doesn't matter if it's a human being a ghost or a dog, it's only fair that death looks the same! ”

The voice in the corridor disappeared, and Zhong Kui stopped talking. The messenger outside the window sighed helplessly: "Deputy Team Li, calm down, this matter ...... I can't help you. You take a closer look, now the muzzle of the imperial army ...... You take care. ”

The messenger left the window and left, Zhang Fugui stared out the window blankly, only then did he notice the pointing of the muzzle, his gaze could directly meet the muzzle of the gun, and the sight of the shooter who was aiming at him.

Cold, everything is cold, disobedience can't save his own dog's life, at this moment, he finally laughed, like the release of all despair, and like the relief of all pain. If you lose, even the last chip in your hand can become a reason for losing, and you will not be able to live forever, which is an unsurpassable achievement for gamblers!

The voice in the corridor came again: "The surname Li, if you rub it off, your dog master will do it for me." Hehe...... Why do I suddenly think that you should treat me as a benefactor? Why do I suddenly feel that being a dog is quite pitiful? ”

The dog traitor continued to laugh, silently, and he removed the muzzle of the gun that was placed behind the hostage's head, and instead concealed it against the back of the hostage's heart, and pressed it very tightly, as if he wanted to pierce the muzzle of the gun like the tip of a knife. Said to himself: "I, Zhang Fugui, never pay my debts, and I am willing to gamble and lose." Really, I didn't...... Rely on posting. It's the last game, what I want to do...... Just swallow my last chip, you'll have to cut my belly open to get him. I'm sorry! ”

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