Chapter 44: Hidden Madness
"You, you, how could you possibly know here, how did you get in!" Schmidt's face changed several times, and finally stared at Yang Qingyi with a gloomy expression, and his body unconsciously took a few steps back, blocking the entrance of the Yongdao that came in.
"I have a very nice colleague, Dr. Zola, who happened to be involved in the construction of this base, so he gave me a map before I came here." Yang Qingyi patted his left trouser pocket, and the folded map was placed inside, which was indeed provided by Dr. Zora before he left.
Yang Qingyi can understand Dr. Zola's intentions very well, he has betrayed Schmidt and defected to Hitler, so Dr. Zola knows very well that according to Schmidt's surname, he will definitely kill himself if he has the opportunity, which is also Dr. Zola's most scruples. Therefore, Yang Qingyi knew that only by killing Schmidt before that could Dr. Zora really feel at ease for Hitler and the Nazis.
"Zola, doctor?" Schmidt gritted his teeth, Rao was due to his expression several times, his cheekbones were extremely painful, and his face was still full of murderous intent, "That traitor has the audacity to betray me." β
"Well, that's enough for today, Schmidt, and I'm not interested in talking any more nonsense with you." Yang Qingyi's originally smiling and soft face suddenly turned cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Hand over the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, and I will leave you a whole corpse." β
When Yang Qingyi's expression turned cold, Schmidt suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, although the light in the room was dim, he could still clearly see the cold expression on the other party's face and the instantaneous, bloodthirsty history that revealed from the slightly narrowed eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, Schmidt immediately turned around and ran away, his position was originally at the entrance of the Yongdao, so as long as he turned around, he could enter the Yongdao, Schmidt was confident, with the complicated forks and dead ends in the Yongdao, he could definitely get rid of the other party, even if they had a map in their hands, as long as they passed a few forks, the other party would definitely not be able to catch up with him.
'Bang'
There was a muffled sound, and Schmidt, who had just turned around, ran headlong into the mental position that suddenly appeared in front of him before he could run a few steps, only to see that the golden spiritual position blocked the entire corridor, like a golden wall, unbreakable in Schmidt's way.
"Wasser, get me his head and the Cosmic Cube back."
Wasser put Peggy, who had been carrying, on the ground, Yang Qingyi said that this woman was still useful, so he didn't use throwing it, and then walked towards Yongdao.
If Schmitt is a strengthened super human, then Worther can be called a weakened inferior angel, but, no matter what, angels and humans themselves are not on the same level, even if Worther's strength is weak at this time, it is not something that Schmidt can contend with.
The continuous ** collision blows and Schmidt's wails continued to sound for the next thirty seconds, and finally ended with a crisp bone cracking sound, and a moment later, Wasser, whose hands were covered in blood, walked out carrying Schmidt's head.
"Raphael, yes, I'm sorry, dirty, clothes." Wasser stood in front of Yang Qingyi like a child who had made a mistake, and while lifting the head that was still dripping with blood, he carefully covered his blood-spattered clothes.
Because Schmidt's physique is very good, it is difficult for Washer to pull Schmidt's head off directly, so he can only use his hands to break the flesh, blood vessels, and bones on Schmidt's neck little by little.
Frowning slightly, Yang Qingyi shook his head, "It's okay, what about the Cosmic Rubik's Cube?" β
"Uh, I, forgot." Wasser was stunned for a moment, hurriedly threw Schmidt's head at Yang Qingyi's feet, and then ran back to the corridor to pick up the Cosmic Rubik's Cube that had fallen in a pool of blood.
Taking the cosmic cube handed over by Wasser, Yang Qingyizai carefully looked at it. In fact, Yang Qingyi had never dared to directly contact the Cosmic Rubik's Cube before, because he still remembered the scene in the movie when Schmidt was teleported away by the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, so Yang Qingyi was worried that he would be accidentally teleported away, if that situation really happened, it would be a tragedy, until he saw Schmidt directly holding the Cosmic Rubik's Cube just now, Yang Qingyi let down his guard a little.
When he really held the Cosmic Cube in his hands, Yang Qingyi felt a different feeling from just watching before, at this moment he seemed to be able to feel the incomparable power contained in the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, which was similar to the infinite energy of the Fruit of Life, but unlike the Fruit of Life, in addition to the endless energy, the Cosmic Cube seemed to be mixed with many other unknown things, and even Yang Qingyi also felt a trace of life fluctuations inhabiting the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, It's just that this fluctuation is extremely weak, so weak that when Yang Qingyi wants to look carefully, this fluctuation has disappeared.
Picking up Schmidt's head that fell on the ground, Yang Qingyi held the Cosmic Cube in his other hand, which looked indescribably weird.
"Let's go, Worthher, go back at once."
After feeling the powerful energy in the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, Yang Qingyi couldn't wait, he couldn't wait to turn this thing into his own!
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"Sir, do you know why Advisor Raphael called me over?" In the Chancellery of Berlin, the capital of Germany, the diminutive Dr. Zola, led by a Gestapo, hurried through the corridors, because Mr. Islam, the chief adviser who had just returned to Berlin, was urgently summoned to him, so Dr. Zola, who was eating dinner, was forcibly called up before he could fill his stomach.
"Counselor Zola, you just need to go forward as soon as possible, and you will naturally know the reason when you meet Lord Raphael." The Gestapo, who was walking in front, did not pause in the slightest moment, and his voice was cold, and Dr. Zola unconsciously shrunk his neck and did not ask anything more.
A few minutes later, Dr. Zola was taken to a door, and according to Dr. Zola's understanding, this should be the office of the FΓΌhrer Hitler, could it be that the FΓΌhrer Hitler was there?
After knocking on the door, the Gestapo stood by the door, and then coldly urged Dr. Zola, "Go in." β
"Oh, okay." Dr. Zola bowed slightly to the Gestapo and hurried inside, and in the office, as Dr. Zola expected, he saw Yang Qingyi and Wasser, as well as FΓΌhrer Hitler.
"Dr. Zola, this is the gift I promised you." Yang Qingyi chuckled and threw a black bag over, Dr. Zora subconsciously reached out to catch it, but he was a little puzzled in his heart.
Gift?
Suspiciously, he opened the bag and threw it away with a shake of his hand, and the whole person collapsed to the ground weakly, and beads of sweat instantly covered his entire face.
The bag that flew high floated down, but the contents were exposed, it was Schmidt's head!
The human head landed not far from Dr. Zola with a click, and a few drops of blood splattered from the broken neck, which happened to land on Dr. Zola's left cheek, but at this time Dr. Zola was already stunned and didn't notice anything at all.
"What's the matter, Dr. Zola, aren't you happy that Raphael helped you get rid of your nightmare?" Hitler sat behind his desk and looked at Dr. Zola, whose eyes were blank, with a playful expression.
When Hitler was in front of people, he generally called Yang Qingyi Raphael, and only when the two got along in private, Hitler would call Cheng En the name, in Hitler's view, it was the most carefree years he had ever had, as if it belonged to the secrets of the past, and it would not be easily displayed in front of others.
Turning his gaze to the office, Dr. Zola was stunned for more than ten minutes, and then when he came back to his senses, the first thing he did was quickly get up and frantically pounce on Schmidt's head. Dr. Zora seemed to have met an enemy who did not share the same sky, his whole face was completely distorted, hideous and terrifying, he didn't know what he was saying with words in his mouth, and his feet kept stepping on Schmidt's head, and even squatted down to pick up the head and slammed it on the floor, splashing blood soon stained his face, and then Dr. Zora actually laughed, and a terrifying smile on that hideous face lingered for a long time, like a mad executioner!
By the time Dr. Zola had finished venting, more than ten minutes had passed, and by this time, Schmidt's head had completely lost its original appearance.