Apocalyptic Forecast

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"どうも, お客さんたち! Hello, everybady! всемпривет!"

Huai Shi spread his arms and declared to the guests without stage fright. As the sharp electric noise diffused, the deep voice echoed between the laser light beams.

"The time for boring nursery rhymes is over, everyone!"

On the mixing console, the man who dominated the club raised his arm and grinned: "Next is the time to truly enter the dangerous field!

I know that you want more excitement, more power, and more rage! Yes, I know everything!

So are there any children who have not finished the juice and do not want to leave? Are there any cowards who want to escape? Is there anyone who is not willing to welcome this wonderful and rough night? ! "

Putting aside the bewildered resident band completely, Huai Shi raised his hand and declared to the excited guests in the low sound of electric current:

"The theme is the ultimate! The theme is the union of fire! The theme is death and blood!!!"

"Timetorock! Burn it, the soul of YAKUZA!"

In those eyes full of curiosity and expectation, Huaishi grinned, raised two pistols in his hands, aimed at the top vault, and repeatedly pulled the trigger, cheering and roaring from the roar of gunfire:

"Next, our staff will personally present a performance for everyone——"

"—Welcome to the night of crime!!!"

The momentary silence arrived, and when the screams and roars from the backstage spread, all the stunned eyes were lit by the fire of surprise.

Whether it's the hoarse tone full of mystery, or the handsome and dangerous hideous aura, this infectious power spread along with the words and restless melody, and instantly detonated the fanatical interest of all the guests.

Surprising cheers sounded from the audience.

Countless palms lifted up, dancing with Huaishi's double spears, shouting excitedly for this dangerous game.

Only the dancers and waitresses wandered around and didn't understand anything that happened, but when the real gunfire sounded, they felt the panic from the heart.

No, this is not a performance at all, but...

boom!

In the loud noise, a guard finally rushed to the front from the backstage, but when he saw the radiant figure under the laser light, he couldn't help but fall into instant shock.

Then, the order from the supervisor overwhelmed everything.

Instinctively pulled out the electric baton, rushed to the stage, roared and attacked.

At that moment, in the crazy shining lights, he caught a glimpse of that chilling smile, which was the last scene he saw.

Because the prelude to the performance finally kicked off.

Huai Shi raised his hand.

Squeezing his face, roughly lifted him from the ground, and then punched hard!

In an instant, the guard's body was bent into an incredible arc, and the expensive microphone and radio faithfully transmitted the crisp sound of broken bones to everyone's ears.

Then, arms, legs, and even the head.

Under the cruel ravages and heavy blows, with drum beats, it turned into one of the rhythms of electronic sound.

The high-pitched singing roared from the huge sound, and Huai Shi stretched out his hand and pulled out the electric baton from the guard, as if waving a light stick, step by step towards his opponents.

"I\'mgonnafight\'emoff!"

"\'Tholdmeback!"

I'm going to repel them, and even a Seven Nation Army cannot stop me...

Now, the men who could not be defeated by the seven legions were in front of them, smiling at them.

"We can start."

Huai Shi said.

This is the beginning of the tragic night of crime.

There has never been such a bizarre battle and slaughter. The intruders fought with the guards and slashed melons and vegetables one-sidedly. As a result, everyone cheered on both sides!

Countless excited audiences enjoyed this official performance provided by the ‘club’ and were amazed at the real and tragic scene.

It's the night of crime. The gunshots and plasma are so real. You look at it, Yurizi. Look at this man falling down and wailing, as if his bones were really broken!

Even the harsh sirens are so ingenious, it realistically simulates the attack and the fire. It's too alcoholic! Waiter, open me a bottle of salute... Waiter? Waiter! Grass, the waiter! Forget it, don't worry, big brother is so excited!

No need for alcohol, no need for beauty, the guests whose eyes were burnt by violence screamed like crazy.

Cheers for this performance.

Even the burly messenger who sneaked in and prepared to support was stunned, and had never seen such an operation.

Can it be like this?

When the distinguished guests on the second floor were awakened by the noise outside the door in their charming and alcoholic dream, everything was too late.

The blood-stained young man opened the door, smiling at the messy scene inside, and nodding politely: "Excuse me, I'm here to give a gift."

The gifts include an electric shock of 200,000 volts, a 9MM caliber bullet from Beretta, and a sumo pusher that can smash all poisonous insects and human traffickers' dog heads after ten minutes of practice!

An even gift is given to every guest and staff who should have booked a private room in hell.

When encountered in the corridor, they were planted into the floor of the corridor, when encountered in the room, they were hung on the crystal lamp on the ceiling, and when encountered in the toilet, they were stuffed into the toilet and flushed.

This is a slow and incomparably efficient bloodbath, not letting go of the slaughter of anyone with **** hands.

"Run, run!"

Huai Shi turned her head, glanced at the sluggish girls one last time, and whispered pityingly: "You are free, even if only temporarily..."

But those girls didn't seem to understand him, and they were still drunk in the aftertaste of the forbidden drug, grinning idiotically, and tugging at his trousers.

Invite him together.

Huai Shi closed her eyes, turned around, and walked to the elevator leading to the top floor.

In the sharp whistle of the fire alarm, fire light and thick smoke danced under the heavy rain from the fire sprinklers, and the locked elevator wailed and opened to both sides under the split of the two hands.

In the empty elevator shaft, the cables were shaking quickly, as if someone was crawling.

When Huai Shi lowered her head, she saw a frightened face lifted up below and looked towards herself.

"Hello there."

Huai Shi waved his hand politely, greeted him, then put the electric baton in his hand on his face and asked softly: "Do you know where your boss is?"

The blood-stained face looked down, and the cold eyes were filled with darkness and ferociousness. The eyes looked at it, as if even the soul was drawn away.

"Upstairs, upstairs..." The escaping person replied in a panic, "He, he is in the safe house!"

"Okay thank you."

Huai Shi nodded and thanked him sincerely, then pressed the switch, "Goodbye."

The lightning flashed, and in the vague scream, the sound of heavy objects falling from the bottom of the elevator shaft sounded so crisp.

Finally, look up and look upstairs...

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"Trash! It's all a bunch of trash!"

In the closed safe room, Sergey was about to smash the phone in his hand: "So many people! So many guns! What's the use of even a bastard! What's the use of Lao Tzu raising you so many! Sublimers! The subliers we invited!"

"They, they..."

On the other end of the phone, the horrified voice replied: "They are all dead too. It's another, another man who hasn't seen him. He, he...Help!!!"

The scream sounded, soon, and stopped abruptly.

Soon, in the deep sound of footsteps, the phone that landed was picked up from the pool of blood and reached the ear of the messenger from Green Sun: "Hello? Is there anyone?"

Sergey subconsciously held his breath and did not speak.

I looked at myself in the mirror in horror, for fear that an invisible ghost might appear behind him.

"Hello, Mr. Sergey, this is the first meeting." The young man on the other side of the phone introduced politely: "You may have heard of me, my name, called Fengping, Green Day's Fengping."

"I came here for my compatriots to take advantage of the justice they won, including the fifty-one lives you secretly sold in the past three years, and countless poor people who have died for this-hahaha, if today comes young Shi's father, he must say so, right?

But you can rest assured that since this matter is left to me, it will certainly not become that kind of condescending crusade. For people like me, there is really no sense of justice at all, and there is no such strong sense of honor as my father. "

He paused, enjoying the glimmer of hope that had risen in the heart of the other Sergey, then grinned and smiled grinningly: "So, I don't need those grand-sounding reasons and excuses.

What I want to do is because I want to do it. It's as if I want to kill you in a stinking ditch. I just want to trample you to death. "

In Sergey's anger, he blew his whistle comfortably, and finally said goodbye: "Now, it's time to die, Sergey, listen to the footsteps from hell."

Along with his words, the sound of low footsteps gradually came from outside the safe house.

Across the heavy wall, there is an alloy sandwich of more than ten centimeters, the sound of distant breathing penetrated into the enclosed space, and then the entire floor shook suddenly.

Countless dust is flying up.

Then again, another shock——

After the violent roar of two pile drivers in a row, there was wind surging on the other side of the wall in the dead silence.

Take a deep breath.

And then, push the hand!

A natural palm print emerged from the cracked wall. Then came the second, third, and fourth...

The loud noise spread.

Hell, beating!

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Fifteen minutes later, the harsh sound of the fire alarm sounded from the street. As the guests fled in horror, dozens of fire engines roared towards the burning building.

And just two streets away, Huai Shi, who had changed into a T-shirt, washed her face on the faucet in the park and returned to the van.

He wiped the dry water drops on his face, his face was pale, and before they could speak, he took the lead in apologizing.

"Sorry, I messed up."

The rumors of smoking a cigarette and waiting for the good news froze for a long time, but did not expect to receive such a result in the end: "Did he run away?"

The wind comment is unbelievable: "Does he have any helpers?"

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ running did not let him run away."

Huai Shi lowered her head in shame, and handed a soft plastic bag over: "But how do you say that, it's a good fight, forget you are going to cut your head."

"If you are not careful,...it's confused."

A paper-loving amateur, no place to show himself!

It was an epic mistake, it was outrageous! After using no weapons, he forgot to decapitate!

In desperation, I had no choice but to go downstairs to get a plastic bag and dustpan, and shovel the pile of things on the ground to put it up. Anyway, rounding, it is equivalent to the head here...

I just arrived and didn't understand the rules. I hope that the eldest brother of Luri will not dislike it.

Or let's make do with it...

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