Abyss Express

Foreword:

Don't rush, there is no need to rush.

——Akira Kurosawa

[Part①·Concert]

Go up the long staircase and enter the customer service department behind the guest registration desk. Walking further inside is the main venue of the cruise ship.

Brother Thumb was unconscious along the way, and was picked up by two thugs and sent to the medical room of the cruise ship.

Controller Todd thought Thumb was scared to death, so he felt contempt for him.

"I didn't expect that the Almighty Hand would be in such a state of decline now, haha"

There was no other reason for his thumb to lose consciousness. When someone approached Bai Lu, he felt wary, so he used his soul power [Immorality·Beide] to observe the strange woman - but it didn't matter what he saw, he could see it right away. War King Glory carries thousands of undead souls on his back.

This situation is similar to the mental damage Jason Megan suffered when he faced the mythical unit. Thumb stretched his legs on the spot, closed his eyes, and fainted with a crunch.

At this moment, Controller Todd did not realize what would happen in the next twenty-four hours.

He asked the "female bodyguard" to keep an eye on Jiang Bailu, and then went to the balcony outside the deck to report to President Joshua.

This process is indispensable because Todd did not obtain the aphrodisiac and had to find a way to explain this to the president, otherwise his head would be in danger.

In the main venue of the cruise ship, two teams of bodyguards surrounded Jiang Bailu, a total of twenty-four people.

There are hundreds of guests in the large casino covering an area of ​​1,000 square meters. Each gaming table is equipped with two dealers and three security personnel. There are also many people patrolling the second floor.

"Brother, no," Bai Lu immediately changed her words: "Sister, why are you working here?"

Jiang Xueming glanced at the monitoring facilities, lighting up the lights, and recording the personnel configuration of the upper and lower exhibition halls. He took off his gloves and said, "Are you surprised? How about I go?"

Bai Lu chuckled: "No, no, no! No surprise, no surprise!"

At this moment, Xueming has changed into a female account: "Who gave you the bad idea? Do you want you to go to the meeting alone?"

"It's me, my sister-in-law, and my thumb." Bai Lu initially wanted to bear the blame alone, but how could such a weak-minded lie be hidden from her elder brother? So he confessed, "We are in a hurry, but my sister-in-law is in a hurry. She feels that the babies are in danger, and she has to find a way to take down the Sun Castle. If you are gone, there will always be assassins who slip into the railway system from this ghost place." "

"It won't happen anymore." The eldest sister said this, completely ignoring the bodyguard colleagues who came over to eavesdrop.

The two sisters chatted openly about everyday things, chatting in George Joshua's gold-selling cave and in the core area where President White Shark had the highest military deployment.

Bai Lu was a little nervous: "Sister, can I go in alone later?"

"Yes, you go to the terrace and meet George Joshua." The eldest sister said this. The moment she took off her gloves, the head of the bodyguard who came to the two sisters became glazed over.

Something flashed by, but Bai Lu didn't see it clearly - it was too fast.

Bai Lu gestured: "Are you so relieved?"

The eldest sister pulled out a pistol from the bodyguard leader's MOLLE. It was an FNX-45.

She pulled the sleeve to check the bomb and demonstrated the flash function of the flashlight. For a brief moment, Bai Lu was dazzled by the two thousand lumens of bright light. Fortunately, she had taken precautions and covered her eyes with her hands to prevent her from being blinded. Leave colorful spots in your sight.

Other security personnel were not so lucky. The sudden flash made them all raise their hands and point their guns on guard. Before I had time to speak——

——When Bai Lu put down her hand, the walkway near the terrace became quiet. The more than twenty security guards around her all stood at attention with their guns drawn, motionless.

"This is the weapon of the White Shark Association. This FNX is loaded with .45 pistols. It should be the best .45 pistol in the world so far. Take it." The eldest sister said this and came to Bai Lu. .

She held up her sister's arm, not daring to touch Bai Lu's skin with her palms, but just grabbed her sleeves. Ask Bai Lu to hold the gun tightly.

“Directivity, positioning speed, trigger force, and ergonomics are all top-notch.”

"The White Sharks have money and people. Their weapons consultants know more about street fighting than Guangling Zhizi's staff. Do you know why?"

Bai Lu shook her head.

The eldest sister held her younger sister's hand and pointed the gun at a gambling table——

"——That guy is a flood police sergeant from Mr. Fantastic's rapid response force. His name seems to be Paul. I can't remember it. We met once before. It's hard to remember the names of these Westerners. I only recognize this one. The boy’s face.”

"He was still a centurion at the time, and he should have been promoted to deputy staff officer now, so I think that the security guard of the White Shark Society has learned knight combat skills - and he learned it slowly under the guidance of Guang Ling Zhixi."

Not only that, there are also many senior cadres from Guangling Zhixi in the casino.

These soldiers came to the White Shark Club's casino to play and spend money, which naturally fulfilled what Koluyaf said - catching thieves cannot rely on beatings and killings, but must rely on human kindness.

The eldest sister tugged on Bai Lu's arm and adjusted her shooting posture to touch her chest.

"Are you getting used to it?"

Bai Lu nodded: "It's okay, I haven't played many point four or five."

The eldest sister said: "It is a little heavier than the nine millimeters, just a little bit more, and has more muzzle jump. You take it to see George Joshua, I still have things to do."

"Really?" Bai Lu suddenly wanted to give up, because the eldest sister was here, so it was her turn to face the final BOSS!

The eldest sister took out the Osprey flame suppressor from the arms of the bodyguard leader who was motionless.

"Are you finally scared now? Bai Lu? Why didn't you think about being scared when you set off?"

She took away the MK111 carbine from the security chief's sling, and the security personnel around her did not make any move.

Bai Lu felt guilty: "Because. Because I can do it all in one go!"

The eldest sister screwed on the flash suppressor on the rifle: "It failed again? It failed three times?"

Bai Lu pursed her lips, her cheeks were swollen like balloons, she frowned, turned around and left: "Who is afraid of whom? I'll go meet him!"

"Your cousin Masol will be here soon." The eldest sister said so and took another FNX-45 from the security guard. "Little Jerry, hold on, only ten minutes is enough."

She didn't install a flash suppressor, so she let the gunshot sound of more than 100 decibels come out——

——Pick the time and wait until four o'clock in the morning.

"boom!--"

On the street near the pier near the beach, 9527 was soaked in the rain and began to set off fireworks for her husband.

A whole row of mobile barbecue stalls, under a circle of flower umbrellas, more than 20,000 gun salutes were lit up with dazzling sparks. The brilliant fireworks in the sky signaled the start of the operation, but this time, there was no Guangling Zhixi to help them. Only the people of Wulong Walled City were willing to risk their lives and ran to the city center to confront the White Sharks.

Brother Youde was running in the rain. His roommate from the knife factory and his brothers from the cotton spinning workshop pushed all the mobile stalls of the vendors in the walled city over. When the sky was about to break, they were going to make rumbling thunder. Voice. The same goes for the anonymous students. They followed 9527's instructions and lit up the entire scenic strip along the river.

Under the interference of the heavy rain, Xiaoqi didn't know which ship Bailu went to, and Guangling was unwilling to send troops, so he could only light up the entire street, several kilometers from the southeast to the northwest, hoping to help Until the King of War fired the first shot.

This first shot is crucial. According to Jiang Xueming, the most powerful thing about George Joshua is that he can change his body to imitate the appearance of others, or simply use his rubber body to transform into other animals and plants, although he cannot change color. , but it is also very confusing. If he runs away and blends into the vast crowd, it will be difficult to catch him.

At this moment——

——The eldest sister opened fire, and the sound of the gunshot made Bai Lu tremble.

People in the venue could hear the explosion from the supersonic warhead, but the roar of fireworks that followed blocked it all. Moreover, no one seemed to be bleeding or screaming in pain. It seemed as if nothing happened. .

"From now on, the salute and fireworks will last for eleven minutes, Bailu."

The eldest sister raised the car bin and aimed at the multimedia center on the second floor of the venue.

"Go ahead, I'm going to give a concert, and George Joshua won't hear or see anything that happens in the venue. You'll have to hold off for me for ten minutes."

The rifle bullet penetrated the glass of the multimedia center and hit the officer on duty. The other helper who was checking the surveillance was already dead. His body was still hanging in front of the audio console. It was the FNX pistol bullet that took his life.

Bai Lu nodded and watched the eldest sister heading to the second floor of the venue. The journey was silent, and occasionally a gray shadow flickered out. It was the fragrant dream——

——This made Bai Lu feel inexplicable terror, it was a sign that the soul power was activated.

But she couldn't feel any sign of spiritual pressure from the spirit body, nor any spiritual energy tide.

This ability to conceal Qi is a magical skill learned from the Peacock King in the Royal Court area of ​​the Death Puppet Agency.

Bai Lu was waiting for the summons from Chief Todd. She was a little anxious for a moment, so she wanted to search for a few spare magazines from the sluggish soldiers around her. When she touched the arm of a soldier, she was suddenly shocked and unable to move.

She originally thought that the eldest sister was using the power of fragrant dreams to make these soldiers fall asleep, but then she thought about it. If she wanted to activate the special spiritual power of dreaming, she needed to touch these people with her fleshy palms. She only had so much time just now, eldest sister. It's impossible to have such a fast speed.

So she squeezed close to the soldier's body and searched for the magazine. The moment he found the magazine, the soldier's head fell down. Originally, the head was still standing firmly. The incision was as smooth as a mirror, as if it was cut quickly with silk thread. The spinal nerves were still intact. The lotus roots are broken and the silk is connected, executing the last order to stand guard.

With just such a touch of white dew, the soldier finally breathed his last, and blood sprayed on the ceiling like a waterfall.

Bai Lu was so bloody that she was so frightened that she couldn't understand how the eldest sister could do such a precise operation!

just now? A moment? These more than twenty people were killed by Fangfang Huanmeng with some kind of sharp weapon? They look like they are still alive! In fact, the head has been severed long ago!

It seems that the wounds are sewn up with spiritual threads. As long as a strange spiritual body touches them, these decapitated corpses will collapse in the moment of spiritual imbalance!

Bai Lu's face was covered with blood. She opened her eyes wide, hid the magazine, and saw clearly something strange on the neck of another soldier——

——Weird stitches, like fragrant and dreamy gray-white cat hairs tangled together!

She quickly carried the body behind the terrace door, took off her coat, leaving only a thin shirt and woolen vest, and went to the toilet to wash her face. The blood in her hair could not be washed away, and it was too late!

[Part②·Jerry and Cousin Masol]

At this time, Manager Todd was making a report with Joshua.

He felt uneasy in his heart, looking at the dark rainy night and the president hiding in the shadows on the terrace——

——The lion is still going strong, and Mr. George is polite and waiting for the good news from his most loyal men.

Todd: "I didn't get the medicine. President, there must be something wrong. The people in the war gang and war group are a bunch of waste. Money can't buy the strong aphrodisiac you want."

Joshua didn't care, he had to maintain his grace before meeting the person of his dreams.

Like a courting TOM, he sprayed himself with perfume, groomed himself, shaved off his beard, and returned to his eighteen-year-old appearance - with three-dimensional facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was a standard European boy-faced beauty.

"It doesn't matter."

Todd: "Do you have other ways to subdue this woman?"

George Joshua: "At worst, what's so difficult about raping her? Just like a male lion subduing a female lion, humans and animals are very similar. There is no other reason why rapists go to prison. It must be that the service is not good enough to make women feel To humiliation and pain, this is the root cause of the crime - if a woman chooses to forgive the perpetrator afterwards, this is not rape, this is love, and it is human nature."

Todd was stunned when he heard this, although this was not the first time, not the first time!

But every time the president bowed his head like this, he was both surprised and excited. It was his honor to have such a shameless scumbag as his leader.

"Did you prepare these fireworks for me? I like them very much." George Joshua asked casually.

Manager Todd immediately took credit——

"——That's right! This is what I prepared for you!"

Although I don’t know who sent these salutes as gifts, it would be a great joy if they could please the owner at such a critical moment.

"Music too?" George Joshua heard a grand and enthusiastic symphony coming from the venue. It was Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake", and the volume was turned up to the maximum.

Manager Todd continued to take credit: "Yes! I know you like sad and passionate classical music! Swan Lake! June Barcarolle! Ballet! I know! Ballet can make women show off their butts in a grand way! It can please men in a dignified way. !This is called art!”

"Man is a nostalgic creature." George Joshua began to cling to elegance again: "Although today, I have to devote myself to my career and to this little girl Jiang Bailu, my heart will always belong to Gloria ."

"Yes, yes! Yes, yes, yes! President, don't worry! As long as you capture this little girl, isn't her sister also yours?" Todd nodded repeatedly.

Joshua laughed: “Invite her to the terrace!”

When "Swan Lake" reached its climax, the fierce drums and piano string section shook the wooden floor of the main venue and began to bounce.

Manager Todd crossed the long passage, turned a few corners, opened the door, and returned to the venue——

——Jiang Bailu no longer needs to wash her face, nor does she need to care whether there is blood in her hair.

Because there is blood everywhere, every corner, every curtain, every window, every door, and everyone has blood.

Todd was stunned, as if he thought he was hallucinating or inhaling neurotoxins. The world in his eyes was completely different.

The second floor has disappeared. To be precise, the entire second floor platform has become shattered, as if it was blown to pieces by some monster or collapsed by a grenade.

Looking towards the reception hall of the venue, there were piles of corpses at the two exits, completely blocking the porch.

There are more than one hundred and seventy full-time armed personnel present, all psychics, including outstanding warriors in the emerging stage. Now their heads are lined up in a row and piled together as high-value targets. This is the anonymous calculation of merit medals. Native method.

The security personnel who were doing odd jobs stood frozen, as if they had lost their heads before they even realized what was happening. They were like rows of loyal guards, standing in a large circle on the first floor, without any reaction before they died.

"Huh huh~ huh~ huh huh huh~"

Someone was humming, singing the last verses of Swan Lake.

Jiang Bailu crossed her arms and passed by Todd——

——Todd woke up immediately.

"Fuck you! Wait a minute! Stop!"

He wanted to call the president to warn the president, so he walked to the wired phone and opened the window with only half a body left. He could also see an unlucky guy with half a red wine bottle stuck in his neck. The beautiful dealer beside him had already Transformed into the original form of the blood-giving monster, her slender leg bones became the murder weapon to kill her.

Todd was so frightened that he was sweating——

——Is this really the fighting power Jiang Bailu deserves? This little girl can kill these ordinary people and these blood-giving monsters, but she must not be Joshua's opponent, right? ! Right? ? Isn’t it?

He began to doubt his own judgment and still wanted to demonstrate violently.

"Smelly bitch! Just wait! Wait for George Joshua to hit you hard."

The phone line was cut, and the humming sound got closer and closer.

As soon as Manager Todd looked up, he saw Jerry's eldest cousin, Masol, and Glory, who grew up in the same mold as Jiang Bailu.

Todd smiled and pointed to the terrace passage, and then pointed to his nose.

Then he pointed at Glory, pointing at the King of War who was covered in blood and could not be identified except for the vague outline of his facial features.

"Hehe. Hehehe. Hahahahahahaha!" He collapsed emotionally.

The steward took out the other leg bone of the beautiful dealer who gave blood to the monster, and beat his rubber head hard, trying to make himself faint, so that the pain would be less.

"Hahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!~"

But it was no use, George Joshua's spirit protected him, he couldn't faint, and it was useless to rush.

"It would be difficult if George Joshua ran away and blended into the crowd, but he can hide in and hide from anything that moves - do you know how to solve this problem?"

The eldest sister picked up the handkerchief, wiped off the blood on the laurel wreath, wiped her face clean, her eyes were still bright red.

"I thought of it! As long as there is nothing moving around him!"

"Isn't it genius?! So bold?!"