Chapter 1028 Remember my name
“Stop talking nonsense, don’t ask more questions than you should, and close the cabin door!” The captain was a lean man, shouting at the top of his voice: “We will enter the scene in a moment Finally, if you see something moving, don’t report it, just fire!”
“What’s going on inside? Everything can happen, remember, no matter what we see or hear, it is all fake!" The captain emphasized, "That's all I say, even if you see the regiment leader standing inside, I will fire on him. Damn it!”
“Understood!”
……
In the suburbs, a semi-abandoned building.
In a last century-style room, an old man slowly opened his eyes from the bed. A simple wooden bed was next to the wall. The walls were mottled with light green paint remaining.
Beside his pillow, there was a silver pistol quietly placed.
The cold moonlight shines in from the window and shines on Gong Zhe's haggard face. He is old, very old, with sunken eye sockets and a strange pale skin, as if A corpse that had been lying there for a long time.
At this moment, he was staring at the pistol quietly. This pistol belonged to one of the few men he could call his friend. This pistol was a man's life and would never leave his body.
Now the pistol is here, then his friend is dead.
"Hehehe..." A strange laughter came from not far away. A woman dressed as a nurse had her back to him, sitting in the shadows, her shoulders shaking because of her laughter, " What, you recognized this gun, right?"
The laughter became weirder, as if it came from all directions, "After all, this minister is your best friend, hehehe... you are sure. Unexpectedly, before he died, he still hoped that you would save him."
"Bonemaker, what a great name, but now it is useless. He is a useless old man. He is still needed. It's so pitiful to be hidden and protected here..."
The voice continued, and every word became more and more resentful. Gong Zhe just looked down at the gun beside his pillow. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Remember my name, I am the puppet master. My master and two senior brothers died in your hands. Today, I will make you pay the price, so you can go down and accompany me with peace of mind..."
< br>A shadow flashed on the ground in the room, and the next moment, Gong Zhe was standing in front of the window, holding a short guy with weird clothes in his hand.
Blood dripped down the man's taut instep and onto the ground, splashing on Gong Zhe's leg.
The puppet master's hands were stretched out in front of him, bent and deformed like chicken claws. His body was shaking constantly, and from time to time there was a sound of bones about to crack.
His head was raised upward, his neck was straightened, his bloodshot eyes almost fell out, his mouth was wide open, blood bubbles kept coming out, and he made a "gurgling" sound.
Gong Zhe grabbed his head with one hand and lifted him up, five fingers embedded in his skull like steel bars.
“If a loser like you can’t kill him, who else?” Gong Zhe tightened his fingers, and the puppet master’s head was squeezed out of shape and almost exploded.
"Magician! Dancer! And... there was also the sword demon, the singer! The singer also went! But he died and was killed by the Minister!" Only now did the puppet master know that he was related to How big was the gap between Gong Zhe and Gong Zhe? He didn't even see his figure clearly before he was found and pulled out of the darkness.
"Don't kill me, I'll give you the gun...the gun. I still have good things with me, the contract, the contract you need, right? Give it all to you, let me go, let me go. These are all It’s yours!”
After feeling Gong Zhe’s face After feeling cold, the puppet master begged for mercy loudly: "You can't kill me, I'm still useful. We have big plans. It's not us, it's the Night Watch. They plan to use us to attack major cities. I know their plans. Keep me." Useful for you! ”
"I will go find these people." Gong Zhe looked at the begging puppet master, his pupils turned blood red, "You are right, I really need you now."
Hearing that he was being raped Needed, the puppet master who barely managed to save his life gasped for air, but the next second, in his sight, Gong Zhe suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit down on his neck.
About half an hour later, a sharp siren suddenly echoed throughout the building, and a dense and heavy set of footsteps approached here.
“Dong-dong-dong.”
Someone knocked on the door.
"Mr. Gong, are you okay?" Although the person who came was in a hurry, his tone was still very polite, "Mr. Gong?"
After hearing no answer, several men stopped hesitating and worked together to open the door. The old wooden door collapsed. When they shined a flashlight on it, what they saw really shocked them.
The floor behind the window was covered with a thick layer of blood.
The blood was dripping all the way to the bed.
On the bed, there was a person wrapped in the quilt at the moment, with his head shrunk in the quilt. A man had the courage to step forward and lift the quilt. Inside was a twisted and shriveled corpse with a broken head. , the neck was bitten off, and the remaining half of the face was full of fear.
More importantly, no one knew this person.
Not Gong Zhe...
"Quick, send a telegram to the headquarters! The base has been invaded and Mr. Gong is missing!"
...
Rongcheng, a small and cozy studio.
Jiang Cheng was eating a burger with red wine. There was also a pack of unpacked French fries and a box of Family Buckets on the table. "Are you really not going to eat some?" Jiang Cheng tilted his head. He ordered a lot of takeout. Enough for him and Fatty.
At this moment, the fat man had just finished the aerobics and was dripping with sweat. He simply wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck, shook his head and said firmly: "If you can't get a doctor, you can eat it yourself. I'll wait for a while." I also need to practice kung fu and review the fighting moves you taught me before.”
During the conflict between the bar and the night watchman, Fatty used the moves taught by the doctor, and the effect was very good.
Seeing the fat man resolutely rejecting his favorite junk food, Jiang Cheng was deeply gratified. He took out another can of ice-cold happy water, opened the tab with a "pop", and took a sip. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Ah~~"
Looking at the fat man exercising, it was as if he was also exercising, without any sense of guilt.
Because of the last ghost movie, Fatty stopped watching movies recently to practice his courage, and instead read horror novels, reading alone late at night.
One night when Jiang Cheng couldn't sleep, he suddenly saw the fat man on the sofa through the half-open bedroom door, quietly retracting his feet into the quilt, and then gently crawled out of the bedroom, intending to scare him.
But halfway up the climb, I suddenly realized that the fat man was different from before. He knew kung fu. Thinking of the fat man’s flying kick last time, Jiang Cheng’s back molars still hurt, so he thought again and again. Climbed back the same way.
It wasn’t because I was afraid, or it was so late at night that I couldn’t bear to be kicked.
Just as Jiang Cheng was quietly crawling back, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure standing on the wall. Jiang Cheng raised his head. The black figure first tilted his head and looked at the fat man outside, and then looked down at him. Open your mouth and smile.
Jiang Cheng: "..." A new dungeon will be opened today, so... get up, there will be 10 updates today!
(End of this chapter)