The thunder roared, and the rain fell in frenzy.

Factory Rydwight stood on the sidelines, carefully observing the boy who had come out of the storm in the warm yellow light, even if he was wearing a black trench coat, he could not hide the green smell in the boy's bones. Dwight prides himself on being very accurate, if he guesses correctly, this "temporary commissioner" is probably the same age as his son in high school, 16, at most 17, but when his 17-year-old stinky boy was still flying leaves in the school toilet, this boy was already smuggling antiquities with the gang, and it seems that this is not his first time.

The neckline of the boy's black trench coat has a silver half-decayed world tree as usual, and Dwight finally began to retrieve in his mind which foreign terrorist organization's code name, such a young boy has a fierce momentum that is dozens of times more youthful than the youth, and it is reminiscent of those terrifying scouts who grew up in the drug lord's den when they were young, and I am afraid that the lives of the people who have stuck to their hands are not less than him... In this comparison, he hopes that his son will fly more leaves, at least then his life will not be in danger.

"I have to inspect the goods before the forklift brings in the arms."

Lin Nian took out a paper towel from the pocket of his windbreaker and dried his hands, and the Aryan man on the side immediately took the waste paper towel and put it in his pocket.

He said that he was saying this in a declarative sentence rather than a prayer sentence, which means that he simply did not give Dwight the gang room to think about it.

"Your friend has already experienced the goods."

"I'm going to test what's inside."

"But that's a bit unruly."

Dwight tried his best to make his voice low, in order to suppress his jealousy and nervousness, even if the other party was weird, he didn't want to show his cowardice in front of a 17-year-old child, this is a matter of face, like them, the guys who eat on the street by ferocious bastards, even if they meet aliens one day, they have to take out their guns against its frog head and roar fiercely: welcome_to_street!

"Rules? Whose rules? Lin Nian turned his head and asked.

"Those who mix on the street always have our own rules!"

Wrong answer.

didn't make the reply that the other party wanted, Dwight obviously felt like a knife sweeping his eyes on him, he wanted to look back at the river in front of him, but just when he saw the other party's pale golden eyes, he couldn't help but tremble, and couldn't help but scold himself secretly in his heart What is going on today? In reality, there is not a single fart released.

"Inspection." Lin Nian said lightly.

The Aryan man on the side heard the instructions and walked straight to the gang members who were blocking things, which made this group of fools with only muscles and guns and no brains nervous, their faces were straight and congested under the great pressure, and the blue tendons on their foreheads were blooming, and they didn't know whether to step forward to block or directly raise the guy to shoot at this guy, they could see that as long as the boy didn't speak, even if they did shoot, the Aryan man wouldn't necessarily take half a step back.

“... Let him inspect the goods first! Anyway, he can't take things away alone, so let's not be so petty, after all, he is a person who wants to do big business! "Dwight repeatedly regressed before the situation almost collapsed, although he showed weakness, but the words in his mouth were like they took the initiative to give face, and it is not unreasonable for this guy to be mixed into the position of a gang think tank.

The crowd quietly parted, revealing the dark brown lacquer poem carved Chinese coffin behind, Lin Nian's eyes suddenly frowned when he fell on the two lines of poetry on the coffin lid? Chinese is his mother tongue? All the people present can only understand the gist of this line of poetry the most deeply.

The Aryan man walked to the side of the Chinese coffin, shook out a stainless steel knife from the cuff, and slowly cut along the seal of the coffin lid? The coffin and the red lacquer were scraped out by the blade, and the powder fell to the ground, stained with a layer of dog's blood? Any antiquarian would be heartbroken to the point of heart attack when they see this scene, but they, as buyers of antiquities, have gone under the knife directly at the inspection stage? It seems that there is no fear of damaging the value of the cultural relics themselves.

The corners of Dwight's eyebrows twitched unconsciously when he saw this scene—he didn't care about the damage to the cultural relics, but was he afraid that the Aryan man would stand with him for so long? He didn't even notice that the other party had such a long murder weapon hidden in his sleeve? If the situation collapsed early, the first person to die would not be the two opposite, but himself who was wiped off his neck like lightning.

The knife was inserted into the coffin more than halfway, and the Aryan man turned his head to look at Lin Nian not far away, and after getting a nod, he took a deep breath and his arms were stretched up by the muscles that bulged out with force? The folding knife slammed the coffin open a hole? Gray smoke poured out a swirling stream of air from within.

At the moment when the coffin was opened, the sky outside the factory was suddenly dyed incandescent white by the thunder that tore through the night, and the dazzling lightning cast the shadows of everyone in the factory on the ground and pulled them like ghosts.

A thunderstorm exploded just right, and the thunder rolled between heaven and earth.

Dwight looked back abruptly at the stormy night outside the factory, the rough waves in the harbor, perhaps because of an illusion, as if he had heard a whale chirping that could not have existed inland? Hidden in the roar of thunder and rain, it is high and mournful, and it makes those who suddenly hear it feel lonely and fearful from the bone marrow.

Heaven and earth are lonely and barren.

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The Aryan man glanced through the warm yellow light that poured into the coffin? The expression on his face suddenly tightened and tightened, and ecstasy, horror, and fear were mixed in his pupils? After suppressing his emotions, he turned his head to look at Lin Nian and nodded heavily.

It's raining harder outside, and the wind has reached level 9 predicted by the weather forecast? The whole port area is full of trivial noise? Is that the noise of a small container colliding? A Category 9 storm can even blow a car into the sky, but tonight it doesn't seem like a real climax.

At this time, in the rainy night outside the factory, there was also the sound of the forklift transporting goods from far to near, and the dazzling headlights shot into the factory from the rainy night, casting the shadow of Lin Nian, who was facing the storm, on the coffin not far away, and Dwight and the gangsters who turned their heads to look at the forklift were all pierced by the white light, and they cursed the driver to turn it off.

The forklift pulls into the factory, the headlights go out, and the engine goes out.

Dwight rubbed his eyes and stepped forward, but the next moment he stopped for a moment.

He stared at the empty fork, and even the empty cab, a huge panic and anger erupted in his heart, and he turned his head to look at Lin Nian, who was still expressionless beside him, and the Aryan man had returned from the coffin to this side at some point, and resumed the silence of the dead skin.

"You're kidding me?"

Even now, Dwight did not tear his face directly, but blamed the untrustworthy traders around him with resentment.

"One hundred M16A1 fully automatic rifles, fifty M911 semi-automatic pistols for a coffin of cultural relics smuggled from China, this is the price we negotiated in advance." Lin Nian looked at the coffin and said calmly, not even leaving the afterglow to Dwight beside him, "The Firearms Owner Protection Act in the United States clearly prohibits civilians from owning fully automatic rifles produced after 1986, because in the event of a shooting, the casualties caused by automatic rifles will be dozens of times more than those of semi-automatic. ”

"You're a strip?" Dwight's face distorted when he heard this, and as soon as his words came out, some of the more than twenty gang members not far away who reacted quickly were ready to raise their pistols and aim at Lin Nian and the Aryan man.

Syllable.

Not the sound of gunshots, but the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

First there was a sharp sound of wind tearing through the eardrums, and then a man's arm holding a pistol fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out of the band and soon converged into a pool of blood, reflecting the sluggishness on everyone's face.

Among the gang members, the man who reacted first and raised his gun was also the first to lose an arm tonight, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he shook his empty severed arm, screaming and tears and snot poured out as the pain reached his central endings along the nerves, and he knelt on the ground and held the wound to try to stop the blood gushing out.

"Don't point a gun at me." Lin Nian's indifferent voice slowly sounded in the screams.

Dozens of mechanical sounds pulling the bolt stretched together, dozens of gang members subconsciously raised their guns, and several tooth-sore winds passed through the factory, and the same number of heavy objects fell to the ground, and none of the gunshots were successfully triggered, but the arms and ham sausages were piled up on the ground!

A large amount of shocking blood spurted into the open field, mixed with the sound of thunderstorms, and the screams of dozens of men converged like the accompaniment of the devils in Paradise Lost.

Dwight's pupils narrowed like a needle to Lin Nian, the boy didn't know when there was an extra knife in his hand, he looked back at the coffin as if he remembered something, the knife stuck in it was really gone, which meant that the boy had the same knife in his hand.

At a distance of tens of meters, how did he get the knife? And how did you cut off those arms?

Dwight's brain was down, and he didn't need Raiden's face to be bloodied, and he couldn't figure out what was going on, but it didn't prevent him from knowing the established facts in front of him.

Monster.

This boy who came on a stormy night on a big wave is definitely a monster!

"Got it?" Lin Nian looked at Dwight, and there was no excitement in the pale gold eyes.

Dwight didn't know what kind of mood he was in, maybe he didn't even realize it, he nodded, and he stood there like a wet hemp, sweat and rain mixed with his throat.

"Load things onto the forklift." Lin Nian said.

"There are still two hands to move." A moment later he said again.

The situation is settled, great fear has engulfed everyone in this factory, the trade is gone, and now there is only the usual black eating black.

Dwight naturally belonged to one of the two hands, and almost eighty percent of the more than twenty gang members lost one hand in an instant, and the remaining few men who were slow and lucky did not raise their guns, and naturally they were fortunate to have sound hands to serve them.

Lin Nian supervised this group of ready-made laborers without saying a word, his fingers lightly tapped rhythmically on the arms he was wrapping around, and under the pressure of the majesty of the golden pupils, Dwight stiffly stepped on the side of the coffin with a few colleagues in a pool of blood.

Their legs were a little weak, and they were frightened by the scene just now, they had seen cruel things in the streets for so many years, but it was the first time that they had seen such a strange thing that seeped into their bones like today, and the blood of the street men was completely extinguished by the blood flowing from the arms of living people with temperature piled up on the ground.

A few hands trembled and touched the coffin, and the touch that was more frozen than the glacier spread throughout their bodies, and at this time, not only Dwight, but all those who touched the dark brown coffin heard the whale chirping in the endless dark stormy night outside the harbor area, so sad and bitter, it reminded people of the black ocean that was so deep that it was so black that there was no end to it—but outside the harbor area was not the sea, but the huge Lake Michigan, where were the whales? Could it be that the lake monster in the lake is finally roaring in this thunderstorm night?

Lin Nian tapped his arms faster, lowered his head slightly, and some emotions of unknown meaning slowly flowed through his golden pupils.

In fear and suspicion, Dwight finally returned to reality, where the whale may be an auditory hallucination, but the bleak crisis ahead is a brutal reality. He didn't look down at the coffin in the pool of blood in front of him, their gang spent a lot of effort on this artifact, it took a lot of people to get it, a lot of hoarded arms were consumed in the scramble, if tonight's deal was yellow then it means that their gang has no hope for the future.

In the near future, their territory will be crushed and devoured by the Red Gang in the next block, and they will have to walk the streets with tattoos of belonging to the old gang, and they will have to worry about being beaten and even shot all the time, and they will have to move their families to escape this result. But moving in Chicago means a lot of money to consume, and without gang support, he faces the end of being displaced and becoming a member of the streets, but he also has a wife and a high school son at home...

He didn't want tonight to end like this, the people on the street were the ones who pinned their heads to their trouser belts and licked the rusty knife edges with their tongues, and he dared to be put on his head with a gun to speak cruelly before, so he wouldn't bury his future in this damn broken coffin without saying a word today, even though the object of the threat to him was an out-and-out monster.

The tragic fear of the future and the hot blood slowly washed away his frightened heart, but he didn't notice that under the coffin in front of him, the dark pool of blood quietly converged towards the coffin like a hole, and the gurgling blood flowed like a nimble snake passing through the ground at his feet, quietly twisting, crawling, and burrowing into the coffin...

"Ahh

Dwight suddenly bent over and shouted at the coffin in the pool of blood, saying that it was twisted to his waist, and the Aryan man beside Lin Nian frowned and wanted to step forward to check the situation, but he didn't see the gang think tank that bent over raised his right middle finger and ring finger with a fierce face and bent it down and made a gesture!

At the moment when this finger was revealed, a boom suddenly sounded in the factory!

The Aryan man who took a step only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and a chill covered the sky and the sun in his heart, how could his hands and feet not move before the death intent, even his heart stopped beating for a moment, and the golden eyes that were aroused by blood pressure and emotions reflected the bullet that swirled towards his eyebrows, he was a half-blood, but under the aim of the powerful firearm sniper rifle of modern civilization, even his bloodline could not save him.

A spark exploded in front of the Aryan man, the supersonic bullet shattered into two petals, and two pinches of mud shot out on the ground behind him, and the stone chips flew up and wiped the corners of his forehead, taking away the cold sweat that had not yet fallen.

The aftermath of the knife tremble echoed clearly in the factory.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, the Aryan man saw clearly the knife in front of his forehead, and when he was on the line of life and death, Lin Nian beside him just gently handed out the knife in his hand, stabbing him through the ending of the rainy night tonight.

"Thanks... Thank you. The Aryan man lowered his voice and said in a hurry, then immediately stepped back and stared at Dwight, who was also staring at the coffin.

Lin Nian put the knife back, turned it around twice, and pinched it in his hand, before he could react, Dwight couldn't hold it back, put down the coffin suddenly, jumped out, took out a black mobile phone in his hand, held it high above his head, and roared: "Give Lao Tzu a step back!" Back off! If you don't want to be blown up to the sky, you will give Lao Tzu a retreat! ”

Looking at the gang members who were dead in front of the coffin, Lin Nian's face did not show any expression fluctuations, his eyes fell on the mobile phone in Dwight's hand, according to the prior agreement, this transaction could not bring any communication equipment to contact the outside world, but it was obvious that Dwight had fouled... Not surprising, since even they didn't want to follow this rule in the first place.

"There's enough explosives buried here to blow up this factory, it's ours! Didn't see the arms, don't give the fuck anything away from us! Dwight pinched his phone like grasping the last straw, his face was overly congested and his eyes were splitting, his face was tense on the flesh, and his muscles and veins were protruding, and for a moment he looked more like a monster than Lin Nian.

Yes, that's what it is.

The way to make a deal with a monster and save yourself is to make yourself crazy, as long as he can be crazier than the other party, even if the other party is a monster? The mad dog is crazy and even a monster dares to bite, and anyone with a canine tooth full of viruses can tear off a few pieces of bloody flesh!

Dwight felt as if he was inexplicably filled with courage, and the golden eyes that looked at the boy were no longer timid, his heart was beating faster, adrenaline was secreting, and his whole body was full of strength, as if he was holding a mobile phone in his hand, but a button to protect the happiness of the rest of his life, he didn't need to press it, but as long as he held it tightly, it was equivalent to taking his fate back in his hands!

"Stand back! Give Lao Tzu a step back! Dwight jumped to his feet and pointed at Lin Nian and the Aryan man, and of course, they really backed away.

Seeing this, Dwight was overjoyed, sure enough, even monsters would be afraid of the most outstanding discoveries of human beings from ancient times to the present, the explosion of gunpowder can blow up the gold and stone, and naturally it can also make the monster retreat, he finally regained the right to speak!

"Idiot." Lin said in a young voice.

"Don't fucking talk to Lao Tzu, get out of this factory, get back to your tugboat, go back to your mother to drink milk! The streets are not a place for kids like you! Dwight held his face and tried his best to raise his momentum, imagining himself as an inflated pufferfish, and the more he stretched out, the more the other party would know that he was real!

It's just that Dwight misunderstood a little, and the boy's stupid momentum was not scolding him.

Boom –

The thunderstorm in the sky of Chicago City continued to slash, as if the heavenly lord was also angry at the disrespectful color that happened at the moment, from ancient times to the present there is a legend of thunder to drive away evil spirits, if there is really a basis for it, how unbearable, disgusting evil awakening should be now, in order to attract such a terrible celestial phenomenon in the night sky of Chicago?

Lin Nian didn't need to guess the answer, because the answer had already pushed open the coffin door.

In the reflection of the mirror-clear golden pupils, behind Dwight and several gang members, the lid of the coffin was gently pushed open by a hand.

Under the light of the warm yellow light, in the coffin full of thorns like an iron virgin, a woman wearing a white silk robe slumbered, her skin was soft, her black hair was still the same, and the shriveled body faintly visible under the white silk robe was reminiscent of the dehydrated small animal corpses in the desert. Hundreds, thousands of years of slumber had made her no longer graceful, the skin clinging to her bones was wrinkled like bark, and hundreds of steel needles stretched out from the coffin and pierced her body, each needle had grooves and patterns, as if counting her karma, it was hard to imagine what she had done in her life to be punished to death.

But this is not what needs to be cared about now, she is about to wake up, all her sins have been paid in this hundred years of sleep, and the world will rejoice in her return with the greatest ceremony.

Pools of blood were like snakes entrenched under the coffin, and I don't know when, the blood gushing out of the men with broken arms gathered around the coffin, and the blood surrounded the coffin like a whirlpool, they boiled and jumped to form tiny tornadoes, and the more intense the storm outside, the more joyful and excited they were, and they impatiently became petals on the blood-red carpet that the noble existence greeted!

Thunder is the salute she awakens! The wind is the arm that commands the free! The rainstorm is the golden flowers scattered all over the sky!

The moment she woke up, just like when she was in the coffin, it was a night of lightning and thunder, rain and rain!

The dull and slender eyelids were lifted, and the golden pupils like glazed gems stared at the world again after thousands of years.

She woke up.

When she returned to the world, she saw not her own servants and thrones, but the indifferent face of a boy.

On the coffin, Lin Nian held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the stainless steel knife pierced deeply into the mouth of the coffin owner, cutting off her first breath of incarnation, and trampling this grand ceremony under her feet with one hand, and the golden pupils of the three generations of pure-blooded species in her eyes jumped out of the devouring brilliance!

"Go get something!" The boy let out a roar, which instantly woke up the entire factory, and the Aryan man, who was the commissioner of the executive department, naturally immediately figured out the situation.

There is no doubt that the noble thing in the coffin has awakened, and once she is lifted from the coffin, all the living people in the entire factory will sacrifice blood for her awakening in a single breath! But Lin Nian shot at a speed that no one could see clearly, and directly nailed the other party to the coffin temporarily, interrupting the ceremony!

The Aryan man, trained in the expertise of the Kassel Academy, knew that the steel knife was never qualified to kill the coffin, and that a real murder weapon had been prepared on the tug to put an end to the nightmare that had only begun tonight! So when Lin Nian's roar sounded, he didn't hesitate to turn around and rush into the rainy night, wanting to convey this terrifying information to his companions on the tugboat and the executive department of the central control room.

Three generations of species awakened!

The battle between the ace 'S' and pure-bloods has begun.