Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

"Brother Dao, there's something wrong with the ground." Zhuang Xuteng waved him down and signaled to be gentler.

So Ge Gongdao moved lightly, curled up, carefully got off the ladder, and slowly settled down, as if he was worried about stepping on the ground. This set of movements was a bit difficult for his big and strong man. He looked slightly clumsy like a cat that had eaten too much and staggered.

"Look at that side." Zhuang Xuteng pointed to a place five meters away on the right side of the ladder: "Look at the marks on the ground and wall, are they concave? Hey, in the direction I'm pointing, it's almost thirty meters wide. "

Ge Gongdao squinted his eyes to check and nodded slowly. "Indeed. The ground sank, leaving obvious traces of old and new on the edge of the wall. Why does this make you alert?"

"When I left the factory three months ago, the ground was not like this. Well, from a process perspective, the factory behind would produce a lot of waste materials during production, which needed to be transported with forklifts or trucks, so they put this line The road is very solid. Now that the magic crystal factory is closed and there are no heavy objects to transport, how can the road sink?"

"Indeed, what you said makes sense, but you forgot that there is another possibility: there is a pit underground." Ge Gongdao said: "If you dig from below, the surface may go down."

"Is there anything to dig here? I heard that when the magic crystal factory was built, the entire land was cleared and tidied up. The factory buildings and transportation floors were reinforced. I believe there is nothing worth digging down here. baby."

"You can't tell how some people's brains work. In this business, it's best to be prepared to see weird people and weird things." Ge Gongdao looked around and said, "Our main target is the guy next door. Abandoned factory. If you think there’s something wrong with the ground, let’s move north to avoid the sinking area.”

"I think so too."

Zhuang Xuteng picked up the ladder, and the two of them walked an extra twenty meters and found another wall. Ge Gongdao climbed up first, looked around for a while, and made sure there was no one there. He used pliers to cut off the barbed wire fence, spread it to the left and right, and then temporarily fixed it to the wall with tape, thus leaving an area free of obstacles.

Grasping the top of the wall with both hands and pushing lightly with his feet, Ge Gongdao climbed up the wall, straddled it, and hooked his hands downwards. Zhuang Xuteng climbed up the ladder nimbly and reached up at the top.

"Don't forget the rope." Ge Gongdao reminded.

"It's in my other hand, I didn't forget it." One end of the rope was held by Zhuang Xuteng, and the other end was tied to the top of the ladder.

The two of them grabbed each other's wrists tightly, and with a strong effort, the person behind them also sat on the wall. Then they used the rope just mentioned to lift the ladder up, climb over the wall, and put it on the other side. Just as he was about to go down, Ge Gongdao suddenly said: "No, there seems to be someone here."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xuteng's heart almost stopped. He looked left and right, his eyes scanning every broken door and empty window in the abandoned building. At this time, a scene was generated in his mind: many people came out of a shadow that he failed to notice. They shouted loudly and fired at him with pistols.

No, that's not what actually happened! Zhuang Xuteng swallowed, pulled his thoughts back from the illusion created by his imagination, and then concentrated.

He didn't notice any movement. There were two buildings on their side of the abandoned factory, one tall and one short. The tall one had three floors, and the short one was just a large bungalow. Both buildings were badly damaged, not to mention the wooden doors or glass, even the door frames, window frames and all the wall coverings had disappeared.

The abandoned buildings looked like skulls, and those dark holes exuded a gloomy and unnerving atmosphere. Excluding this aura, Zhuang Xuteng did not find anything noteworthy. He frowned and started his second investigation.

"Haha, are you shocked? I'm bluffing you." Ge Gongdao patted him on the shoulder, then slid down from the wall, stepped on the ladder, and found a stable foothold. "Come down, watch your steps. Naike, I'm telling you not to be too nervous."

"This kind of joke is not funny." Zhuang Xuteng was helpless, but he couldn't say anything more. He imitated Ge Gongdao's posture and climbed down from the wall on the ladder. When his feet touched the ground, he felt much more at ease. But at this time, he discovered something strange.

Just below the wall and the ladder, among several fragments of cement bricks, a cigarette butt was revealed. Zhuang Xuteng walked over and picked it up, pinched it lightly with his fingers, and said, "Brother Dao, there is someone here."

"show me."

Zhuang Xuteng gave him the cigarette butt and said at the same time: "It is dry. It rained in the city last night, so this cigarette butt can only be thrown after this morning. If the water accumulated after the rain is taken into account, it was dropped It will be later."

"Indeed. This is Samsung brand old cigarette, cheap stuff. What do you think..." Before Ge Gongdao finished speaking, he saw his ears turning and he immediately became alert.

Zhuang Xuteng also heard faint footsteps, which should be two pairs of leather shoes dragging on the cement floor, making a "squeaking" sound. Someone is coming, they are walking from the abandoned factory building to the south.

It would be too late to crawl back, so the two of them had to hide as soon as possible. At the same time, they gave each other hints to be silent and step softly, and then each person took a ladder in hand and walked away as fast as possible while still walking quietly.

Twenty meters away was an abandoned factory building with no doors or windows to block it, so the two people quickly hid inside. The darkness of the abandoned building swallowed up their shadows. At the same moment, two patrol officers holding cigarettes in their mouths, walking with electric batons in their waists came over.

Zhuang Xuteng and Ge Gongdao leaned against the wall, slowly sat on the ground, and slowly put down the ladder in their hands. There is a lot of garbage in the building. You must be particularly careful at this time not to touch it or make any sound.

Both men's hearts were in their throats, knowing full well that they had no time to hide the gap in the barbed wire fence. As long as the patrol officers glance over there, they will immediately know that someone has slipped in. But now they have no way to fix this loophole, they can only pray for luck.

Ge Gongdao bit his tongue, held the zipper of the bag with two fingers, and gently opened it. He slowly pulled out two short black sticks, handed one to Zhuang Xuteng, and then pointed to the button on the side of the stick.

The electric baton was the only weapon Zhuang Xuteng had at hand. Ge Gongdao gave him a signal, to the effect that if people outside found a problem, they would rush out, knock the two people down, and then use the ladder to escape quickly.

Apart from that, they have no better solution for the time being. At this time. The two people patrolling outside approached, their footsteps could be heard clearly, and their conversation could be heard completely in my ears.

"I'm still of the opinion that dogs are better than cats. Our problem here has never been rats, it's been pointless patrols."

"Ah? Do you have a problem with patrolling? Don't you like to go out for a walk and stretch your legs?"

"What's the point? You won't be allowed to smoke when you come out."

"You're a heavy smoker. You've made the underground a mess. Aren't you satisfied enough?"

"It's all because of Pincus' face. When I see him, I feel uncomfortable smoking."

"You are such a prick! There is a special exhaust room where all the smoke can be evacuated, but you don't go there to smoke. Where smoking is not allowed, there is no place for you. Let me tell you, Pink Si didn’t hit you wrong at all.”

"Fuck you! Where is that smoking room? You can finish the cigarette for me with a whoosh! No more, I have to smoke one."

"Fuck! Just finish it here, don't go back and be discovered again."

The metal cap of the lighter made a crisp snapping sound, and then a sharp puffing sound was heard. There was a wall between the patrolman and the two people who sneaked in. The two outside were busy kicking gravel and garbage with their feet, while the two inside were so nervous that they gritted their teeth and held electric batons tightly in their hands.

That man was indeed a smoker, and he finished a cigarette in just over ten seconds. He stubbed out his cigarette butt on the wall and threw it in through the empty window. The cigarette butt fell not far in front of Zhuang Xuteng. The remaining trademark mark on it was easy to identify. It was the same brand as the cigarette in the corner.

"Ahem, I finally feel better now. Let's take two quick steps and get back in time."

"Let me tell you what's good about you? If you pay more attention and don't make Pincus unhappy all day long, you can deduct less money." Another person said: "With more money, you can also buy some good cigarettes .This old leaf cigarette tastes too strong."

"This is called a spicy fragrance, you know what the heck! When you are in a gang, you have to be happy and refreshed. I look down on the face of Pincus guys. Why are you so big?"

"Okay, okay, don't say this again, lest he hear you."

"Hmph! Fortunately, we are almost done, so we don't have to be guard dogs here. I have to tell Brother Six and try to arrange for me to go to the Liming District. It's a lot of fun there!"

"Oh, you..."

The voices of the two people gradually faded away, and Ge Gongdao secretly stood up and leaned out of the window to take a look. When they turned the corner and walked away, he took a deep breath and said to Zhuang Xuteng: "Huh... I was shocked. You performed well and your reactions were very fast."

Zhuang Xuteng smiled and said, "It sounds like those two are from a gang?"

"Indeed, they are gangsters. I think they may be from the Will-O-Wisp Gang." Ge Gongdao pointed to the back of his neck and said: "The people from the Will-O-Wire Gang used fluorescent materials to tattoo a skeleton here. I saw There are only a few signs, but nothing can be fully confirmed.”

"Why are the gang members here? Why did they occupy the abandoned factory?"

"I don't know. This is quite strange. The Will-O-Wisp Gang usually operates in the east of the city, such as Liming District and Old Hub District. They occupy more than half of the city. They rarely come to the industrial area in the west. This is the motorcycle gang. territory."

Zhuang Xuteng didn't know much about the distribution of gangs, so he couldn't speak on this topic.

"Brother Dao, what should we do next?"

"Now that we know they are here, we should be more careful. There is no need to conflict with them, just do a good job of terrain reconnaissance." Brother Dao looked around and said, "Follow me, let's explore these old buildings first. "

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