Chapter 4 The Only Reliance
"What are you looking for?"
After walking out of the huge building, Li Aijun and Dou Mao walked slowly on a road, under the gloomy sky, the atmosphere was dull and anxious, Dou Mao couldn't help but look at the sneaky Li Aijun and asked.
"Cameras?" The obese man said with a firm face: "This kind of TV show is the most annoying, you see, they don't dare to restrict our freedom of action, just for fear that we will sue them in court in the future......"
"Yes......" Dou Mao nodded suddenly, or he didn't want to believe that he had come to such a cruel world, so he held on to a false lie and was unwilling to let go.
Li Aijun sneered: "When we go back, sue him for bankruptcy." β
"Eh, there's someone in front, why don't we go over and ask for directions?" Dou Mao, who had been raising his head, suddenly saw two figures slowly approaching on the other side of the road.
I could vaguely see a long-haired blond man in a white trench coat, holding a cigar and an elegant temperament, and a black man with a strange hat, like a hippie, the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and the black man kept saying something with a weird smile.
Behind them were five bus-like vehicles, slowly moving forward.
"What's that...... Hello......" Li Aijun slowly approached with a smile: "Excuse me...... hereβ¦β¦ isβ¦β¦ where?β
The extremely strange English made the white-skinned man with a cigar stunned for a moment, and glanced at the black man next to him.
"Brother, this guy looks so cute." Half of the hippie blacks turned to the white man in the trench coat and said, "That's interesting......"
Li Aijun watched the black man spit out a series of familiar Chinese and was stunned.
The emaciated hippie black man tilted his head to look at him and uttered something that made him creepy: "Can I kill him?" β
"Whatever you want......" The white-skinned man with a cigar glanced at Li Aijun boredly and said, "Don't delay ...... time"
"Hey, you ......"
He could no longer speak, a black palm pierced into his fat neck, and after a seeping sound, the black man with a ring ornament on his lips slowly tightened his palm, and with an excited look suddenly broke his neck, and the round head rolled down his shoulder, blood stained his palm.
"It's so cute when you're dead." With a strange smile, the black man slowly licked the blood and remnants of flesh from his fingers, revealing his sharp canine teeth.
"Ahh Dou Mao let out a miserable scream, sat down on the ground, got up in embarrassment, and stumbled towards the back, but the movement of his legs was interrupted by the sudden pain.
Suddenly losing his balance, he fell to the ground, the sharp pain finally hit, and the warm hallucinations on his legs disappeared with his legs, and blood gushed out.
He howled sharply, crawling forward as hard as he could, wailing and snotting, only to feel the ball of his foot slam on his back.
"What a terrible scream." His ears heard the sound of the watch on his wrist turning into Chinese.
Then darkness fell completely.
Like a balloon shattered by a naughty child, the black man withdrew his foot from the mess and rubbed it on the clothes left behind by Dou Mao, repeating as if to strengthen his tone: "Really." β
After retracting the soles of his feet, he turned his head and smiled again, "Where did I just go?" β
"Ah, yes...... Haha, that guy also brought a dentist to ......" The hippie black shrugged and laughed: "It's said that he's still a plastic surgeon, ha, who will make patients crazy...... He was also asked to drill a hole in his skull and embed it in the glass, leaving his brain dangling...... Ha ha...... What exactly does he want to become? Brother ......"
Listening to his brother's croaking voice, the cigar bearer ignored him and continued on with an impatient frown.
Black and white, a pair of brothers and five sunken buses slowly moved towards Hellsing's headquarters......
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Bai Shuo suddenly heard the voice of the middle-aged Uncle Xu: "What weapons do you need?" That one...... I remember your name was White ......."
"Bai Shuo." Bai Shuo turned his head and aimed his face in the direction where the voice came from: "What weapons do you have?" β
"Weapons...... ...... forehead" Uncle Xu scratched his chin a little embarrassed: "Actually, I have prepared pistols, conventional weapons or something, and even the RPG has two ...... But ......"
When Bai Shuo heard this, he nodded with a wry smile and said, "I understand, it's useless for a blind man to hold a gun, right?" β
"So, please give me a pistol and a dagger, will you?" Bai Shuo stretched out his hand: "When you are desperate in the end, you always have to have something, right?" β
Ma Xiaohao raised his head, glanced at him approvingly, and sighed again.
This newcomer is calm, decisive, and looking at his relationship with the girl, he is not lacking in compassion and kindness.
It's really much better than when I was the beginning, such a newcomer, every team will rush to ask for it, right?
Pity...... He's blind......
Bai Shuo felt that there were suddenly two more things in his hands, and after groping each other with his two hands, he held the blade between his fingers, and then groped on the pistol: "This is insurance, right?" β
"Well, be careful not to point your gun at people...... Well, it's good that you keep facing the ground. Uncle Xu replied.
Bai Shuo nodded, lifted the blood-stained clothes, and stuffed the pistol into his trouser pocket.
Watching Bai Shuo skillfully put away the dagger, the middle-aged Uncle Xuan shook his head and sighed: "You really don't look like a blind man." β
"No way, if a blind person wants to live better, it will always be much more difficult than ordinary people, so you and I can get used to it." After Bai Shuo put away his weapon, he stretched out his hand again.
"Huh?" Uncle Xu looked at his outstretched palms.
"Although this request is a bit excessive, but there is another person, don't you mind giving an extra one, right?" Bai Shuo's other palm touched back, grabbed Chen Jingmo's hand, and pulled her out, who was a little scared.
"No, don't, I don't dare to shoot......" Chen Jingmo looked at the firearm that Uncle Xu took out, shrunk his head and waved his hand.
"I can't open it, I'll teach you to open it, I don't have any weapons, let alone complete this mission, it's delusional to even survive." Bai Shuo listened to her somewhat timid voice and said: "At least you can commit suicide in the end, in vampire novels, what will become of the bitten person, you know better than me, a blind man, right?" β
"The AR57, with its freestyle bolt and the 50-round P90/PS90 magazine, is perfect for novices."
The black firearm was placed on top of Chen Jingmo's slender palm, which obviously sank for a moment, and then was held up by her with great effort.
"I'll give you five more silver bullet magazines."
Uncle Xu once again overlapped several magazines on top of the gun: "Open the safe, aim at the enemy, and pull the trigger, this kind of thing will have to be learned by yourself." β
Chen Jingmo looked at the huge guns in his two hands, and his palms couldn't help but tremble: "I, I will work hard......"
Guo Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Uncle Xu and Ma Xiaohao, sneered, lowered his head, and muttered: "Rotten good person." β
Bai Shuo listened to Chen Jingmo's heartbeat close at hand, as well as the guns and magazines colliding in the trembling palms, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
No matter how much you rely on hearing, and sensation, you can't make up for the lack of eyes.
Bai Shuo felt a heavy crisis wrapped around his body from beginning to end, and it didn't take much to kill himself, maybe just a bullet.
I can't even find a place to escape.
The weakness of not having eyes is fatal, so he chose this timid girl to be his eyes.
It's just that it still can't make up for this fatal flaw!
Unknowingly, Bai Shuo began to use this timid girl to help him survive, even at the expense of tying the fate of the two together.
He sighed slowly in his heart: Chen Jingmo, you save me once, I trust you, you are cowardly, I use you, in fact, any reason is good, don't let me down, if the two weakest people don't hug together, how can they survive in this dangerous place?
Suddenly, he felt a vibration on his wrist.
"What happened to the watch?" Bai Shuo turned in the direction of Chen Jingmo: "New mission?" β
"No, it's not." The back of Chen Jingmo's hand trembled, blurring the handwriting on the watch.
An irrepressible fear came from her throat: "Those two ...... Dead ......"
[Team Hope, 5 surviving members, 3 deceased members.] γ
"Here we go." Uncle Xu clapped his palms, pointed his fingers at the map on the table and said, "You understand the plan, right?" β
After getting everyone's affirmative answers, the middle-aged Uncle Xuan nodded, looked at the countdown flashing on his wrist and smiled weirdly: "Then let's start......"
"A Killing Journey Struggling to Survive ......"