Chapter 352 122: Unexpected Disaster
The Black Snake Club cannot be said to be a high-ranking gang. Its main business is nothing more than laosan. It is still in the lower reaches of the channel and has only a fragile gang supply chain.
If one day the gang declines, the boss dies suddenly, or if another gang becomes powerful, it will be easy for a small gang like the Black Snake Club to disappear without a trace and be replaced by the Laoshizi White Snake Gang and the Green Snake Club.
A bad guy like a young man who is full of all kinds of poisons is even more so at the bottom of the gang. He lives a life where he has money today and is happy today, and does not leave a dollar for the day after tomorrow.
But logically speaking, he should be very excited to get a windfall today, but the young man gradually felt that his physical discomfort became more and more obvious, which weakened the excitement a lot.
"Shit? Could it be that Jenny's B was poisonous yesterday?"
Although the young man had no evidence, he did not need evidence. Suspicion was enough.
I have long heard that Jenny is a bitch who refuses anyone who comes. If you have money, you will get a job. The more money you have, the denser the job. Some colleagues who can't stand such harsh words have secretly spread countless rumors, hoping to get rid of this king of troubles. die.
The most deadly rumor is of course HIV.
Because he knew the jealousy of these people, he understood that this was a rumor.
But now it seems that there must be a reason for the groundless rumor. Maybe I am the one who was kept in the dark.
He had the intention to check it out, but seeing that the gang's location was approaching, he decided to show up to the gang first and then go for the check-up.
Just thinking about the cost of the examination and that the money he earned today may not be enough, he felt a little bit unbearable.
A bad guy like him definitely doesn't have private medical insurance, and he can't wait in line for free medical treatment, so he has to pay outside.
"Damn, I really want to take a bite of something."
The young man forcibly resisted this impulse and walked into the gang place, an old house next to an old football field.
"Hey, Donnie, is it so early today?" The fair-weather brother came over and patted his shoulder.
"Is it still early? There are no activities today, right?" The young man Donnie moved his eyes away from this brother's flesh, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
Damn it, isn't this place full of filthy sweat odor? Why is there an alluring aroma everywhere now?
What happened to me?
Doni felt like the saliva in his mouth was secreting like crazy. He wanted to get close to every person in front of him.
The brother noticed his abnormality, held his shoulders, and asked doubtfully:
"Donnie? You don't look good?"
"Campbell, you don't look good?"
"Uh, it's nothing, I just accidentally spilled the coffee I bought."
Campbell forced a smile to his colleagues, showed the back of his somewhat red hands, then took a deep breath to adjust, and sat at his desk.
He called his wife and confirmed that he had indeed had no contact with the so-called Black Snake Society and had only heard of it. But if that was the case, how could he get into such trouble?
His family members are nothing more than himself, his wife, and his son.
It can't be that my son who is still studying has provoked the Black Snake Club, right?
It's unlikely, he knows his son well.
He could only think about how to explain it properly when the other party called again, and try not to speak in the same tone as this morning.
After all, he is just an ordinary home decoration designer and cannot afford to offend gang members like the Black Snake Society.
As long as the other party goes to his home or company to cause trouble, there will be absolutely no good results for him, and calling the police will not be of much use. These scoundrels have a hundred ways to continue to cause trouble for him. Provoking the police will only make them angry.
Typical of being barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, he seems to be able to bully anyone like middle-aged people with families.
Now he is more likely to think that some damn bastard borrowed his name and phone number and offended people he shouldn't have, or ran away with a loan shark. Although it is still a troublesome thing, there is still hope of solving it.
It's not like he should be so damned, just blame someone's misfortune on the head of an innocent person!
"What a troubled time, alas."
He cheered up, found the distribution order from the system, and started working.
After half an hour of this, he finally got into the zone after putting his cell phone on silent. Time began to pass unconsciously, and he didn't even notice the sirens whizzing past on the street below the office building.
The Black Snake will be stationed.
At this moment, the place has been tightly sealed, with several armored vehicles standing ready, and SWAT police with live guns and ammunition occupying the surrounding favorable buildings to be on alert at all times.
An ordinary-looking car tried to enter, but was stopped by the special police.
The driver took out his ID, and the SWAT officer handed it back after looking at it, saluting and letting him go.
The car drove to the old football field next to the Black Snake Club, and a man in a suit and leather shoes with deep frown walked out.
"Mayor, this is very close to the first incident point. We must put on chemical protective suits just in case." The mayor's secretary reminded.
"Yes, spray the water mist twice more, and the survivors will be forced to rinse." The mayor nodded.
The secretary arranged the order, and soon, the atomizer truck started again, and another piece of water mist fell from the sky.
At this time, the mayor had put on chemical protective clothing and entered the core area of infection, a row of old houses connected together.
"Mayor, this infection caused a total of thirteen deaths. Seven of them were clearly infected, and the remaining six were shot to death in the chaos." The police chief stepped forward to report the situation he had just received.
The mayor sighed and scanned the neatly arranged corpses, but did not dare to get too close, for fear that they might suddenly appear dead.
He had a bad premonition when he heard about the train accident yesterday, and early this morning he received a request to prepare to receive Chaofan. But now, the premonition has come true, and he is waiting for him here.
That Chaofan came over is probably related to this infection incident. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for the other party to come, and problems would arise here by such a coincidence.
It could only be that the official investigation revealed that the Voodoo Sect had a plan in Bello City, so Chaofan came over.
It can't be because Chaofan is coming, so Voodoo is deliberately causing trouble, no, no, no.
"This is the boss of the Black Snake Club, who calls himself Black Snake." The director waved his hand, and the two men came over carrying a black guy who was soaked and dripping, and his body was tightly restrained.
"It's none of my business! It's really none of my business!!" Black Snake knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was in big trouble now. If he was not careful, he would die quietly. There will definitely be no one who chooses to dig deeper for him.
This is true even for his most filial supporter.
"Tell me everything you know." Although the director had asked in advance, he did not take out the confession record at this time, but asked him to tell the mayor in person.
"I say! I say! It's that kid Donnie! It's all his fault, it's all his fault. Something didn't feel right when he came here today. He is the noisiest person on weekdays, but today he was extremely quiet. Then, he suddenly He went crazy and bit Pique on the neck, and then chaos ensued! ”
"Fortunately, we have guns. I plead guilty to hiding the firearm! Then we killed everyone who might have been bitten. We were all in self-defense, for the sake of Bello City!"
Black Snake was still mumbling about what he wanted to say, but after being punched by the director, he became more honest and did not dare to talk nonsense anymore.
"We have asked all the survivors about the basic situation, and they are pretty much the same, so the source of infection should be the person named Donnie."
"And there are no bite marks on his body, so he can only be infected through the Resurrection Corpse Powder."
The mayor gave a dry and bitter smile: "This also means that people from the Voodoo Cult have sneaked into our Bello City."
"At the moment, it's like this. I've done my best to investigate Donnie's social connections, and there will be results soon." The director carefully replied.
"The mayor, Mr. Ito, is here. Along with him, there is also the extraordinary reception team attached to the president, led by Commissioner Carlos." The secretary called the mayor aside and whispered.
"Mr. President's order is to share all information with them. Did they come by helicopter? They can land directly on the football field outside." The mayor waved his hand.
"Yes."
The mayor looked back at the tall buildings in the distance, wondering whether Bello City could survive this disaster.
Non-toxic house.
Xavier was soaking in a non-poisonous potion, his face turned red and his veins were exposed.
Fei Du was standing by his side, his emotionless eyes revealing a rare emotion, which was a kind of fanaticism.
A desire and pursuit of the unknown and power.
"Take a deep breath and use the breathing method I teach you. Don't be impatient. This potion can only be soaked once. The longer it takes, the more it will be absorbed and the more benefits it will have."
"There are still many people who need your rescue, and you will become a great hero in Rio, just like your name, Xavier."
An hour later. The crimson potion had become clear. Fei Du reached out his hand and gently picked up a handful. A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Perfect, what a perfect experimental subject."
He was very fortunate. If such an experimental body was found by Augustus first, he would not have any share. Although the president's ability would definitely create a more powerful experimental body, the precious experience and direct influence Knowledge is no longer his.
"One day, I will make the most perfect and powerful extraordinary potion."
Feidu took back his thoughts and picked up Xavier, who had fallen asleep in the bathtub at some point. Like a beloved toy, he carefully wiped it clean and put it on the bed.
Although the legacy of the Eagle Warrior is fictional, what Fei Du is currently doing is indeed an extraordinary route he is exploring and constructing.
As we all know, there are currently only five clear extraordinary paths in the world.
The first is the initial swallowing of pills given by a certain high-ranking person, but now it has almost stopped. In more than three years, no new person has achieved extraordinary results through this way.
The second is the inheritance of the Paladin lineage, but because it is too confidential, we can only speculate that it is inspired by blood.
The third is the Divine Grace Warlock, which depends on talent and needs someone to lead him in. Ordinary people have no way of contacting them unless they are lucky.
The above three are extremely difficult ways to obtain. The only divine grace warlock who gives ordinary people a chance, Fei Du is too aware of the difficulty. Just by comprehending the Void Heaven and entering a meditative state, he has screened out a large number of people.
The fourth type is the most promising, which is to become a dependent of a werewolf. Although it has shortcomings and it is not clear whether it can live forever, it can also cure diseases and extend life span, but the number of places is limited.
The fifth type is the Moon Awakener. To this day, the rules of awakening are not known, but Augustus said that this kind of power has great hidden dangers.
The ideal of non-poison is to use potions to design a sixth extraordinary passage.
If he succeeds, he will establish a sect, and Augustus may not be able to restrict him.
I originally thought that this mission would be a huge loss as I had almost used up all the accumulated fifth-generation Wolfsbane Potion. The only benefit might be to obtain more experimental data for the Wolfsbane Potion, so that I could start developing the sixth-generation Wolfsbane Potion.
But now the benefits don't stop there.
The sixth generation wolfsbane potion was just incidental, and Xavier was his biggest gain from this trip.
As for the future of this city and this country, he doesn't care.
"Ito, Ito, since you took the initiative to show up twice, it seems to be the choice of fate. I have no choice but to trouble you to become the whetstone for my perfect experimental subject."
A non-poisonous hand passed across Xavier's sleeping face, and he slowly exited the room, continuing to prepare more possible potions.
noon.
Campbell went to the restaurant downstairs, ordered a black bean stew, and chatted with his colleagues while eating.
"I heard something big happened over there at the Black Snake Club."
"Who knows, watching the short video, they are surrounded by police."
"Hey, it's not just the police, there's SWAT, heck, I even saw a helicopter fly over."
"Did it happen?"
The discussion among the people at the table quickly attracted Campbell's attention because it involved the Black Snake Society.
After listening carefully for a while, he realized that the cause was the sound of gunshots at the Black Snake Club. Then there were rumors that zombies were seen, some said aliens, and some said they saw a dozen corpses crawling out of the football field.
Immediately afterwards, it was blocked by the extremely efficient official personnel, and it looked like the situation was very serious.
Upon hearing the news, Campbell suddenly felt relaxed and happy.
I was still thinking about what to do just now, but I didn't expect that so quickly, the so-called Black Snake Club would be too busy taking care of themselves, and they probably didn't have the time to focus on him either.
Suddenly, he had a great appetite and ate much faster.
"Oh, I hope it won't be zombies. It would be too scary. If it really breaks out in Bello, our life savings will be wiped out, and we might even become refugees." A colleague who is a middle-aged man like Campbell is worried. , obviously paying attention to news in this area.
"Don't zombies always appear in Rio? They won't appear in our state, right?" Campbell was not very confident.
"It's hard to say." The colleague looked around, covered his mouth with one hand, and lowered his voice, "I heard that a train had an accident in our state, and there was an outbreak of zombies. This kind of thing must not be hidden. I guess it won't take long for the official It will be announced.”
"When panic spreads, our business will become even more difficult." A colleague shook his head pessimistically.
AI has developed rapidly in recent years, and their design industries have also encountered many challenges.
If coupled with the information about the zombie disaster breaking out nearby, there will only be very few people who settle here.
Although they take orders from all over the world, their main customers are actually from Rio. Their local business in Bello also accounts for a large proportion, and they have built a good reputation.
The two of them had a delicious lunch and returned to the office building.
As soon as I walked in, I saw two police officers talking to the boss.
When the boss saw Campbell, he felt as if he was being granted amnesty and pointed at him quickly: "He, he is Campbell, the person you are looking for."
The two police officers looked over and even put their hands on their gun bags, as if they would shoot as soon as Campbell made any movement.
Campbell's mouth opened wide, unsure of what was going on, and he looked around at a loss.
The colleague with whom he was quite close just now turned his gaze aside, moved his steps, and quietly distanced himself a little away.
"Me, me?" Campbell pointed his hand at himself in disbelief.
"Yes! The police are here to find you! Also, why didn't you answer the few calls I just made to you?!" the boss said angrily, but he didn't dare to get too close to him.
Campbell subconsciously touched his pocket, but before he took out his phone, he remembered that he had set his phone to silent in the morning in order to get into the mood earlier. He originally planned to turn it back after half an hour, but later forgot about it.
His action stimulated the police's nerves even more. One of them quickly rushed towards him, clasped his hands and pushed him to the ground. The cell phone in his pocket also fell to the side.
"Mr. Campbell, there is now a murder case that requires your assistance! Please cooperate! Do not attempt any resistance, otherwise we have the right to conduct defensive law enforcement!"
Campbell was on the verge of tears. He was so virtuous and capable that he deserved such a large-scale arrest.
"I, I won't resist coughing, please, I can't breathe."
Campbell felt that he had been wronged. Not only had he not done anything bad, he had been doing his duty all his life, and he had no intention of escaping just now.
"The target has been captured, maintain sniper surveillance."
The police officer next to him said this on the intercom.
Campbell's scalp was numb.
What the hell? Also arranged for snipers?
Just tell me no and that's it!
"Can I know what it is?" Campbell asked desperately.
The police officer glanced at him: "After you arrive, you will have a lot of time to slowly recall."
The tone of his words seemed to confirm that he knew something.
It's over, his life is in complete chaos.
And he still doesn't know the reason.
No. It’s not that I don’t know a little bit.
The only things he could think of were related to the Black Snake Society.
Could it be because the guy I had an argument with today died?
The police suspect that I killed him?
Campbell opened his mouth, but did not speak. He knew that nothing he said here would count, so he might as well save his words and save them for later.
"Beto, please tell my wife and tell me that I am on a business trip"
Campbell could only confess this to his colleagues before he was escorted away by the police.
On the way, the police put a bag over his head and took him to a police car specially designed to detain criminals.
(End of chapter)