Chapter 318 88: The Devil Among Angels
After having fun, Oakley returned to the town under the cover of darkness.
At this time, most people in the town were already asleep, and even the pubs were closed and did not open until late at night.
He returned to the room through the window with a gap. He first checked the door to make sure no one came in without permission, then put on his clothes, lay down comfortably on the bed, and let out a comfortable cry. Sleep peacefully.
After he gained the ability, he never felt such a joyful killing.
From killing people secretly at the beginning to being upright, from one person to a group, his threshold has been continuously raised.
Sometimes he would worry about what would happen if all the sinners were killed, but he would soon get lost in the pleasure of killing.
No matter how many things he does, he will continue to live and do evil, he can only kill, kill, kill, and let him feel satisfied first.
"The angels will reward me, and heaven will take my soul."
Unlike his peaceful sleep, there is news that the headquarters of the Green Gang was swept clean by suspected extraordinary black-winged angels. Spread outward quickly.
This is a big deal, and for many people in this small place, tonight is a restless night.
Some relevant personnel were woken up by the phone in the middle of the night and answered the phone with an unhappy look. Before he could say anything, they listened to the news as if they were hearing legends. At this time, most of them still suspected that they were It's not that I didn't wake up from the dream.
Unfortunately, this is the reality, they can only sigh.
For most of them, extraordinary existence is like a true legend.
I have heard a lot about it and watched a lot of videos, but I have never seen it with my own eyes.
The closest thing to them should be that a few years ago, a meteorite demon appeared in a city in their country. In a fierce battle, half of the city was destroyed. The ruins have not yet been rebuilt today. A famous gang From then on, his vitality was severely damaged and his majesty was no longer there.
But their fame will last as the video spreads and become an eternal background.
The rest are just rumors from the north.
How can a few extraordinary people fight like a pot of porridge and become a werewolf to be immune to all diseases?
As for what happened in Japan, it is a bit too far away for them to consider, and their usual attention is only Tu Yile.
So for such a small and broken place, how can their green gang, He De, attract the attention of a supernatural being? If they really want to play superhero tricks, there are more big gangs, and their reputations are even worse, so why bother to embarrass people like them? Small households rely on farming for most of their income.
The remaining gang members basically only have two thoughts.
One way is to take advantage of the opportunity to gather people, take over the gang legacy, regain control of the orchard, and then pray that the extraordinary person will just roar when passing by, and then leave after roaring, and will not kill everyone.
The other is to pack up your belongings overnight and run away quickly, planning to go to the capital first and sell the information here to the gang there, or you can join the gang there directly without selling the information.
It's not that they don't want to escape farther away, but that these people can't save much money in the first place. They can only escape to the capital if they work hard, and most of them don't even have the funds to escape.
"You heard, don't be afraid, it's true."
"Get up, everyone! Pack your things, don't ask anything, I will explain to you on the way!"
"Go back to the base camp first. It’s the boss! Fight!”
All kinds of phone rings rang in the town, every house turned on their lights, and classic cars hurriedly started up and left.
There is noisy in the calm, and there is fanaticism hidden under the depression.
The day dispels the darkness.
The tavern didn’t open that early, but the tavern owner got up early today and woke up Oakley by the way.
"Red is dead, and his name is no longer useful. If you still want to live here," the tavern owner Eric rubbed his fingers.
His behavior is already on the verge of death.
However, Oakley is more principled, and he grabbed a few wallets while killing people yesterday. The money is not too much, but it is not too little, at least enough to go to the state capital.
"What the hell, this is dead. We just met yesterday. You are not trying to find a reason to charge me money," Oakley muttered.
"Fart, ask Old Man Qiao yourself. He died yesterday. Forget it, I will let you stay for one more day, but there will be no food for you. You will leave the town early tomorrow morning. This is advice, it won’t be peaceful recently.”
Eric looked unhappy.
"Do you have a bad relationship with that guy named Red? Aren't you a gang member?" Oakley asked seemingly casually.
Eric's face was dark: "He broke the rules and increased the commission from my store. I can barely make enough money from working in the tavern passed down by my ancestors for a day. Do you think I Is it okay to have a good relationship with him? I’m not afraid to talk about it now that he’s dead.”
After hearing Eric's words, Oakley's murderous aura immediately subsided, and he happily took out a few bills from his pants.
“Here, a burrito for lunch.”
Eric was a little surprised that Oakley could take out the money, but he still took it, counted it, and handed one back .
"I still suggest you leave tomorrow, otherwise you will be in trouble. Our town no longer has gang protection, and the nearby gangs will not let this opportunity pass by. Fortunately, you are a foreigner, and you are a big loser. There is no good chance.”
“Thank you for your advice, I will leave tomorrow.”
Tonight, he will also go to the territory of two nearby gangs to conduct a cleanup operation.
As for whether anyone will suspect him in the future, it is not within his scope of consideration.
He may have arrived in the capital by then. He has nothing to worry about here, and no one can threaten him with other people's lives.
Hearing this, Eric nodded and walked away without any further persuasion. Anyway, he had already said what he needed to say. He was an adult and had to be responsible for his own future.
After the pub opened, Oakley walked down and took a look. There were very few people. He ate a burrito, drank a beer invited by the boss, borrowed a map, and returned to the room to plan his journey. route.
You may not be able to hitchhike, and it's a waste of time. It's better to steal a car tonight, hide it, and drive away the next day.
His logic for finding Shirai is very simple, that is, if he causes a big enough incident on the road, he believes that as long as this happens, Lord Angel will notice him and know that he is here.
As for whether he will be received or not, that is another matter.
He never thought that what the angel told him was wrong, and his deep-rooted loyalty did not allow him to think about it.
"Lord Angel, you will be happy for my growth, and you will also see a brand new me!"
It's just dark.
Oakley impatiently set off to the locations of the other two gangs nearby.
One of them has obviously strengthened its defense, all weapons have been pulled out, and their boss is nowhere to be seen.
Oakley was like a ghost, sneaking into it, opening the silent field, and solving them one by one. By the time they fully reacted, it was too late.
The sound of gunfire only lasted for a short time. Oakley dug out the gang leader from the basement, found a sharp pole, inserted him from underneath, and immediately Allow to dry outside station.
That dying but not dead voice, whispering angrily, is the best reward for Oakley.
He came to the second gang base camp, and there were only three or two kittens left, and the main force hid somewhere.
But someone will always know.
Oakley found the town controlled by the other party and easily opened the mouths of some people and found out that they were hiding in a remote farm. "Do you think you can hide?"
Headquarters.
This gang boss still has some brains. After confirming through several people that the Green Oil Gang next door was destroyed by a sudden appearance of the extraordinary, he did not immediately send people to occupy the territory, nor did he think that raising defense would be enough like another gang. Can escape a disaster.
He asked his subordinates to shut down the communication and hid in a farm together. However, he took only two of his confidants and hid in the gang base with only two or three kittens.
That’s right, even the two or three kittens assigned to guard the door didn’t know that their boss was hiding inside, spending every minute in agony.
Even if the official army came to encircle and suppress him, he would not be so afraid.
Because, he is a survivor of the meteorite demon incident a few years ago.
It was during that terrible disaster that he saw with his own eyes the horror of extraordinary beings. Ordinary light firepower could not cause any harm to them, and they did not have tank missiles at all. It was simply beyond the power of human beings to resist.
But if he ran away, he would not let go of the foundation he had laid, so he thought of a way to bet that Chaofan would not stay here for a long time and would just pass by.
Time was passing and he couldn't help but glance at his phone every few seconds.
Until, a message came.
【The Drunkard Gang is gone! Extraordinary is coming! 】
call.
After learning the bad news, he breathed a sigh of relief. Next, he would see if he could deceive the other party.
Once successful, he will be the only big force nearby in the future.
Those who were used as bait are dead, and his arms and money are still hidden.
The boss opened several computers, and several surveillance screens appeared on them.
He and his confidants stared at the screen nervously, for fear of missing something.
"Is this a person or a ghost?"
Oakley's figure appeared in the surveillance.
The body is wrapped in black flames, behind him is a pair of black wings, and the head is covered by a pair of hands extending from behind. The faint black flames are like eyes, watching everything in front of him.
The surveillance was secretly installed, but the sound could still be received. But when this guy who didn’t know whether he was an angel or a devil appeared, the sound seemed to be cut off. No matter how they adjusted the volume, Not even a sound could be heard.
The surveillance in front of me seemed to have turned into a plasma silent film.
People are like ants in a frying pan, with blood and limbs flying everywhere, and people stop breathing every minute.
The boss looked at his phone, which was vibrating crazily.
Not only him, but also his close friends’ cell phones kept vibrating reminders.
No one dared to answer.
They just watched their companions being slaughtered, blood stained the farm cabin, and many scenes were stained with blood red.
The throats of several people were tightly constricted, and they could not make a sound like the surveillance footage.
Finally, the picture became still.
The demon was probably chasing a few people who escaped, and the sound of the surveillance camera was restored.
But all they could hear was the rustling of air and the sound of blood dripping from everywhere.
And after the demon probably killed all the people who escaped, he returned to the hut, sat swaggering on the red sofa, and looked up at the ceiling. Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, they could tell that he was clearly enjoying himself. attitude.
At this moment, the boss was in a daze and couldn't tell who was the evil guy and who was the good guy.
Or maybe both of them are evil, but the other party just found an excuse to convince themselves.
And this extraordinary person has killed more people today than the boss has killed directly and indirectly in his entire life.
Oakley didn't notice the gang leader's absence and didn't care about the surveillance.
After the killing, he took some money, found a relatively low-key car that had not been modified much, filled it with gas, and drove near the town where he was. He found a place to hide, and then returned to the tavern.
It was only less than nine o'clock when everything was finished.
There was a faint sound from downstairs. It seemed that there were quite a few people drinking tonight.
Of course, it may be that due to fear, everyone needs an occasion filled with their own people to relax.
Oakley got dressed and walked down.
"What should we do next?"
"The Green Gang has finished playing. The three or two remaining kittens can't even defend the base camp and still want to seize power."
"They It’s impossible to provide us with protection. Just wait. People from nearby gangs will come tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest.” "
"Don't cry, many people are the same, they can only dig a hole and bury it together."
Oakley also saw the woman who treated him to a drink yesterday.
At this time she was drinking alone and drunk.
“Oh, dear Oakley, my fiancé died last night. It was so tragic. I went to see him today and half of his head was left. I almost didn’t recognize his shabby face. "The woman was drunk, and when she saw Oakley, her voice sounded like she was talking to herself.
"Didn't you say you didn't want to marry him last night?" Oakley asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh please, what is said in the bar can't be true. I just want to have fun with you, but I also really love my fiancé." She said this quite confidently.
Oakley shrugged. Well, he was innocent.
“He said he wanted to give me the best wedding, and he kept saving money, saving money, but so what, if you become a gang member, you don’t know one day you will die on the street corner, I just Because of this concern, I have never had a child, otherwise it would just give the gang a tool to hold a gun. Why can't he understand it?"
The more she spoke, the more her head dropped. Slowly, The sound gradually disappeared, and the person lay on the table and fell into a deep sleep.
".Let me send her back."
A familiar voice sounded behind Oakley, it was Old Man Qiao with a haggard look.
He looked at Oakley, his eyes flickered, and he forced a smile: "She lives across from me, and she is my neighbor's child."
"Oh, Old Man Qiao, do you need my help?"
Oakley asked.
Old man Qiao shook his head, skillfully helped the drunk woman up, and slowly walked towards the door of the pub, leaving Oakley with his back.
(End of this chapter)