Abyss Express

Foreword:

It is better to be envied than to be pityed by others.

[Part ① Avatar]

The loss of the white paper fan and Duran meant that Lawrence lost his keen powers of observation.

Losing Black Gloves and Sissy meant that Lawrence lost his lethal power.

The loyal Flyman died, and the cabinet officials and cousins ​​were killed and injured countless times in just one hour. Guangling Zhixi's team was elusive, and the next target was directly at platform zero of Xiangwan.

There is not much time left for the Godfather to react——

——When he finished dealing with the things in Sanhe Town, he finally woke up from the chaos.

These documents, these contracts, were like sharp fishhooks stained with LSD drug hallucinogens, tightly grabbing his mouth.

At the beginning, when Guangling Zhixi began to attack, the governor of the 48th district sent him a warning, asking him to be more careful. This time, it was the elite soldiers of Aoru Mingde who would carry out the anti-drug mission in the future, and the target was directed at the Little Brotherhood.

Lawrence didn't care—

——Because this kind of social rhetoric between black and white has been said countless times, his ears are almost numb.

If he wants his little brotherhood to restrain himself, a few dens will be knocked down, and several workshops will be shut down. It's just a matter of cutting flesh and bloodletting to make small profits. Sanhe Town is his goal. If the simple words of the consul startled him, Lawrence would never let it go.

However, in this short hour, the battle messages that came out became more bizarre and weirder than the last, and the information relayed by the black gloves sounded so frightening and terrifying. Until the Bolivian boy's voice could no longer be heard from the Xiangwan platform.

Lawrence Madison finally woke up from the sweet smell of ink, and finally realized that this was not a simple matter, and it was not a trouble that he could get away with by paying the land.

He must start struggling immediately! Put down the official seal documents at hand, and put down all business entities! He is fleeing to God's territory!

The red-haired blood donor lost all his demeanor, changed into a heavy cold clothes, put on bullet-proof armor, and ran non-stop to the exit of happiness, using [Heaven's Gate] to leave platform zero and came to the multi-channel In [Universal Room], I made a phone call with the manager of Royal Hedland Hotel.

"Mana! I need to get out of this place now"

Thumb is at this very moment in the museum at the Royal Headland Hotel, the most important treasury of the Brotherhood. If the godfather wants to escape, he must come back here immediately, and use the power of [Heaven's Gate] to transfer all the treasures in this room in advance.

There are three arrogant and virtuous warriors beside Brother Thumb.

They are Jason Megan, Bloodhound and Katyusha.

In addition, more than a thousand people from the Ranger Regiment in District 11 have taken over the defense work of the Royal Hotel in Hedland, and more than a hundred black-holed guns are pointing at the exit of the [Rabbit Hole].

Brother Thumb looked nervously at the aristocrat, and under the instructions of the bloodhound, he calmed down and responded to the call from the godfather.

"Warden, the gate of the museum is always open to you, please rest assured"

Lawrence was ecstatic——

——As long as he has this money, he can find a way to make a comeback in just half a month. So he couldn't wait to take a step towards the door.

It's just that when I stepped out with this foot, I felt a strong sense of crisis in my heart for no reason!

Perhaps it was because the spiritual pressure of the two VIPs at the scene was too strong. The moment his limbs stepped into the gate of heaven, Lawrence's face turned livid with fright!

"Wendy!" Jason roared, calling Hunwei's real name: "Crush this gate!"

The azure spirit of the windmill smashed the north gate into pieces with a punch, leaving only one thigh of Lawrence, which was immediately smashed into a pulp by the bullets!

The Godfather staggered and fell back into the multipurpose room. He was frustrated and annoyed by the fact that Manager Mana had betrayed him. At the moment when his thigh lost blood and his body became disabled, his spiritual world would also fall into death.

"Can't admit defeat. No no no."

This poisonous centipede is dead but not stiff, paralyzed in a safe and warm universal room, its brain also starts to run at high speed, unwilling to admit defeat.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he took out the panacea from the medical bag of the armor to heal the injury on his thigh, and the strong mental damage also made him feel that the situation was over.

"You didn't come here to admit defeat! You didn't come here to fail! You didn't come here to die! Lawrence Madison!"

He repeatedly emphasized, like a paranoid, seeing the enemy's soul power restore the gate, and the windmill once again repaired the passage between the museum and the universal room.

Jason Megan's sinister eyes were seen from the door——

——The moment Lawrence regained consciousness, he immediately canceled the control of the gate of the kingdom of heaven!

The bullet was intercepted by the gate halfway, and the gate of fortune was closed forever to Lawrence Madison.

Bloodhound: "What are you in a hurry for?!"

Katyusha: "Yes! Sir! What are you in a hurry for?!"

"My inspiration is very keen." Jason picked up half of the warhead from the ground and observed its cut: "Lawrence Madison took a step just now, even with only one thigh, I can feel a strong sense of fear from him , he wants to run away! If he is one step behind, he won’t even be able to keep this leg.”

Brother Thumb held the phone nervously: "He hasn't hung up yet! What should we do? Our intentions have been exposed!"

Mr. Lawrence regained his composure and spoke slowly, mediating with Thumb and the arrogant and ruthless warriors.

"Why? Mana? Why did you betray me?"

"You can all hear my voice and understand what I'm saying? Right?"

"I took care of this prison for Aohen Mingde, worked for the governor of the eleventh district, and made a lot of contributions to the finances of the forty-eighth district."

"Calculating the simplest account, I should be worth more than any of you. Have you ever thought about how great a loss it would be to the Abyss Railway if I died?"

Thumb had turned his phone on to hands-free mode, and Lawrence's voice could reach everyone's ears. Including the FOB radio station of the Guangling Zhanxi Battle Group, as well as the dedicated line of Aohen Mingde.

The godfather sat paralyzed in the multi-purpose room. He still had a few paths to go, and he could go to several other shortcuts, but he wanted the simplest and most direct one.

"Why can a family be called a family? Why can a building be called a building?"

"Because of the existence of [the door]! It is the door that turns the stubborn stone into a cave! It is the door that turns the infinitely distant journey into a warm dwelling—my spiritual power is the miracle that Ao Ruan Mingde desires so much! But why? Why are you fighting against me?"

"I am the incarnation of God! It is the manifestation of the gods!"

"I have done so many things for the railway and BOSS! Imprisoned so many criminals! Created so much wealth! I opened a door to happiness for you!"

From the other end of the phone—

——The voice of the BOSS, who is neither male nor female, sounds like a child.

"Lawrence Madison."

Godfather: "BOSS! BOSS! BOSS! Are you finally willing to answer me?"

BOSS: "You are a talent."

Patriarch: "That's right! That's right! Are you willing to accept me? I know it! You will never let the gems get dusted."

BOSS: "Stop. The reason why I answered this call is mainly to let you recognize the reality and think about how to spend the last period of your life."

"What do you mean?" Lawrence Madison's face changed drastically: "Ao Ruan Mingde. Are you really going to give up on me?"

BOSS: "I heard the description from the battle report from the front - your soul power is indeed beautiful, very, very attractive. But I think about it carefully, if there is no gate made by others, let you personally go through the arms of this marble sculpture Pass through your wrist and let the [Gate of Heaven] send your body far away, I am afraid you will immediately fall into the [Gate of Death] and lose contact with your soul."

Lawrence frowned, thoughtfully——

——He has indeed done this before. In the critical moment of life and death, without using other media, he directly sneaked into the embrace of the gate of heaven. The whole process was very thrilling. When they arrived at the destination, because the spirit body was still lingering on the other side of the door, the body that had lost its soul was almost stupid for several hours before returning to the human world.

"This is not a shortcut." The boss described it this way: "This is a [dead end]. If there are no craftsmen to make the gate for you, if there is no other people's blood and sweat, how can you have your kingdom of heaven?"

Lawrence defended loudly: "BOSS! I'm useful! I'm still useful! Without me."

Ao Han Mingde interrupted——

"—How many Sentinels did you keep in Hedland? Let them start. Just try and see how much trouble these criminals can cause me? Do I care about this? You want to threaten me? Do you think you Do you have this capital?"

At this very moment—

——Except for the thousand-man armed force of the Lazure Guards and the Rangers, the sun rising from the roof of Hedland seems to remain under this fertile soil forever.

The salary king faithfully fulfilled his duties, and the blood-stained monster could not escape to the sun-drenched land.

"I can bring you wealth!" Lawrence said nervously, "I know what you want! More essence! More money and power! More land! Right?"

BOSS: "No, all I care about are people."

"You want a human?" Lawrence thought for a while, then immediately changed his words: "I can be a human too! I can also love human beings! God naturally wants to be merciful to the world! Yes! You are right!"

BOSS: "What do you mean [you can also]? What do you mean? What do you mean [you can also]? What does this sentence mean? I don't understand."

"I can abolish power and pluck feathers, I can be meek and docile. I can." Lawrence froze suddenly in the middle of speaking, but felt a piercing pain.

— This pain was almost rooted in his soul when it came to the transfer of power and land. It is something that must not be compromised, it is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"You seem to have made a mistake." The BOSS's tone was full of murderous intent, from a baby-sounding child to a deep and steady young man. Whatever voice it wanted to use, it changed to another tone: "Lawrence ·Madison, why do you think Saturn is Saturn? Is it because of his innate supernatural power? He gave birth to so many offspring, one of whom was named Jupiter, who later became a god in Greek mythology The King of Saturn, is the God of Saturn a posthumous title created by him for the posthumous title of patriarchy?"

Lawrence's head drooped dejectedly.

The BOSS spoke fiercely and loudly about the basic rules of the myth.

"Wealth can only be created by countless people farming and working. The source of wealth is not the land, but the people themselves - it is human beings who created the Saturnalia festival. If you want to use famous paintings from the god of Python, you have to accept your own. Destiny. What you swallow is not your close relatives. It is the countless brothers and sisters who have been killed by you and who were also born and raised in this soil."

The boss talked about the world in the eyes of the catastrophe.

"Our mother has always been only one, and there has always been only this soil, which is a flesh and blood machine shaped by carbohydrates and genes. In order not to become slaves of genes, in order not to live like a machine, so many wisdom and wisdom were born. Love. There are so many etiquettes and rules——

—Lawrence Madison, run away! Run away! You don't deserve to die in this museum! Here are the soul works of countless bright stars in the history of Homo sapiens!

——Do you want the prodigal son to return? What a sweet dream! "

[Part · Impending Doom]

keep running!

Don't stop!

Lawrence panicked, and after losing the secret to wealth, he fled towards the gate of District 28 without hesitation.

The moment he knocked open the door, he felt relaxed, put down his savings for many years, and felt refreshed as if he could break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly again.

Rather be envied by others than pity!

This was what Lawrence thought. He couldn't accept the superior attitude of the BOSS, as if he should be the one sitting on the throne!

The unfamiliar yet familiar environment makes him breathe smoothly. This is the cold storage on the second floor of a restaurant, located in an unnamed village in the Wusong Peak Nature Reserve in the 28th District. To the north is the hub of the Transportation Department, which leads in all directions, and to the south is another crazy butterfly. The settlement of the Holy Cult, able to communicate with other blood butterfly compatriots.

The Wusong Peak Nature Reserve is also the origin of the H16T hallucinogen, and Lawrence had a thought in his heart - if he can get such props, even if he encounters one or two Morpho units, he will have the ability to fight head-on.

He hurried to the lobby of the restaurant, greeted the clerk at the front desk, flashed his Brotherhood armband, and was about to take the key from the shrine's censer and get some medicine from the safe for self-defense.

A strange black-haired man held Lawrence's hand.

Wen Bucai: "It seems that you are the patriarch."

At that moment, Lawrence only felt inexplicably surprised, extremely surprised——

——He originally thought that Aohan Mingde's ruthless words might have been guarded at the other exits of the rabbit hole, but there were no soldiers from the station inside or outside the restaurants in District 28, not even the small workers in charge. No one has been changed.

Why does this inexplicable man now know the true identity of Lawrence? Is he a VIP?

Why have I never heard of this character, or even seen it!

Over the years, when he went to the Transportation Department to sort out interpersonal relationships and participate in social communication, Lawrence has seen many Morphoes. He has almost recognized all the Morpho units that are active in the railway system, but he feels very strange to Wen Bucai.

Too late to think so much!

The patriarch was captured by one arm, and he only felt a terrifying force coming from the enemy's hand that pinched the wrist bone!

"Open the gates of heaven!"

He summoned the spirit body to fight Wen Bucai to the death!

The marble statue protruded from the body, like the toned body of an ancient Roman warrior, punching Wen Bucai's head suddenly.

There was a strong shock wave in the lobby of the restaurant!

[Wine Maniac] The black sharkskin arm clasped the fist with the palm, intercepting the fist of the gate of heaven halfway, almost breaking the wrist bones of this spirit body!

"Oh!——" Lawrence suffered pain in his right hand, saw the weird oriental man reaching for the gun through his spiritual body, and immediately urged Hunwei to continue punching!

Alcoholic: "Ah!"

[Heaven's Gate]'s other arm was also shattered in a ferocious center volley.

Wen Bucai raised his gun and stood still, and the muzzle of the M500 pointed directly at Lawrence Madison's head.

The moment the gunfire erupted——

——Lawrence burst out with a strong chill, protecting his brain with his soul-like body, and the bent arms of the Gate of Heaven still managed to draw a circle!

The bullet passed through the gate, and immediately shot out from the door of the room on the second floor of the cold storage, almost piercing the floor above their heads.

One shot failed, and Wen Bucai hardly had any intention of stopping. After six shots in a row, he seemed to be still thinking about what the enemy's soul power was—he didn't know the magical fortune of [Gate of Heaven] at all, and he also saw Not sure about Magnum's ballistics. Still wondering about the result of his missed shot.

There was a voiceless explosion from the impact point on the floor above his head, and Wen Bucai immediately lowered the muzzle of his gun, using it as the recoil of the M500 to let him shoot the plane in the sky.

Lawrence also had to lower his body and manipulate the soul power to guide the deadly bullet——

——Wen Bucai handed over the revolver to the drunken maniac to control, and at the same time, he finally saw something strange between the two arms that formed the circle of the Gate of Heaven.

But he didn't stop shooting—

——There was no intention of stopping.

There are still more than 200 rounds of ammunition in the weapon bag. Lawrence's soul power is extremely precise, so what about the endurance?

Mr. Wen Bucai just wanted to break through the defense of the Gate of Heaven from the front. Lawrence retreated a little bit, struggled to support himself in the continuous shooting, and finally found the necessary props!

It's too late to say--

——A cold light flashed under the godfather's armpit, and an inconspicuous goblet at the front desk of the restaurant became a new door.

Guided by the [Gate of Heaven], the bullet shot straight towards Wen Bucai from the cup!

"Hahahahahaha!" Lawrence grinned maniacally, "To hurt God is to hurt yourself!"

The smile lasted only a few tenths of a second——

——The drunken maniac tightly grasped the violent warhead, and the powerful kinetic energy left golden molten iron pellets and sonic boom dust on the palm of this spirit body.

Seeing this scene, Lawrence was numb all over.

The strength of this enemy's soul power has exceeded his imagination, and being able to block bullets is not a magical spirit, but being able to catch bullets with bare hands, possessing such exaggerated speed and strength——

——He is by no means the opponent of [Drunk Maniac] now.

Even if this spirit body doesn't have any special abilities, relying on its strength and precision, its explosive power and reaction speed, it only takes a few seconds and a few breaths to kill the Godfather!

"Ada!" The drunken maniac punched out——

——Lawrence responded to the fierce punch with the gate of heaven in a panic. Immediately grabbed the big gong for starting work next to the cash drawer, and built a circular door with a diameter of no more than 50 centimeters!

The chaotic shadows of fists bombarded the hollow gate of the gong, and immediately protruded from the same entrance. These dozens of punches landed in the air, but Wen Bucai's physical body couldn't keep up with Lawrence's brisk pace of the feathered snake giving blood.

They tossed and turned in the shop on the first floor, one used both punches and guns, and the other fled in embarrassment. All the furniture on the first floor was torn apart, and the load-bearing wall connecting the hotel card was knocked away by Lawrence's backing body, just for a little life, a way out.

"Door! Door! Door!"

This is the only word left in Lawrence's mind——

— find the door! Escape back to the universal room!

The sudden high position and high leg sweep smashed the big gong, no matter how clumsy [Jiukuang] was, the continuous straight-forward boxing and bombardment had no results, so he changed the attack route and attack method.

Lawrence's mouth was cut into two bright red wounds by the flying copper and iron shards, and the endurance plate of the bulletproof helmet was split together. He rolled and crawled and immediately got up to run away. He jumped up the broken load-bearing wall and ran for his life!

The shards of the big gong flew in all directions, like deadly shotgun bullets. It hit all over the room, and a few onlookers of the Little Brotherhood were still frantically searching for guns, preparing to help the nobles of the Little Brotherhood kill the enemy. They were killed on the spot. The fragments beat him to death.

Wen Bucai followed closely behind, the bullets in his hands splashed on the back of the target, but he saw that the pure white marble statue was still drawing circles with both hands, protecting the demon.

The moment he crashed into the iron door of the cold storage——

——Lawrence Madison returned to the universal room in a cold sweat.

He didn't know what kind of monster came to Wusong Peak in District 28. But this road was also impassable, and he was still waiting in front of the door for a while, and the second he saw Wen Bucai stretching out his hand to enter the universal room, he almost sobbed in fear. Immediately lifted the special ability of [Gate of Heaven].

There's a finger left here—

——Lawrence immediately picked it up, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed vigorously, trying to replenish the physical strength lost in the fierce battle.

Wen Bucai was holding a fresh arm. The index finger had been severed, and the fingers were missing. The arm was broken from the corpse downstairs.

He is very cautious, and has long learned new pathfinding skills from Xue Ming and Xiao Qi's combat records.

"fine."

Looking in from the big cabinet door of the cold storage, the scenery has returned to normal, which means that this [rabbit hole] has lost its function.

"Fortunately, I saved a hand."