[Part 1·Let’s dance]
The Winery Abandoned House has one more guest.
Lan Yinglong and Ishimura Takuma sat on the soft cotton chairs, their hands tied together, just in the same position as Xueming and Xiaoqi's earliest sitting position.
The father and son looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to say.
Gunshots were heard outside the house, and looking around, two dark figures were cleaning the battlefield.
Mr. Ishimura recognized that outfit. It was the nameless Morpho Clothes. In the eyes of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, the golden-blue refracted light emitted by that outfit was the characteristic of a natural enemy. As long as it appeared near Platform Zero, it would be harmful to the local people. As far as the sect warband is concerned - if there is no accident, then there will definitely be an accident.
The indiscriminate spiritual pressure attack of Ao Wu Ming De expelled all creatures within a one kilometer radius. The terrifying pheromones emitted by this ferocious tiger frightened the elite soldiers of the Love God Mercy Society.
Lan Yinglong's situation was similar to that of the good brothers outside the door. He had vomited all the food in his stomach, his eyes rolled white and he passed out, and his body was twitching and nervous. The blessed holy blood in his belly also began to irritate, and his face and body were covered with red sores.
The good cat is sitting on the cat climbing frame lady's lap -
——It held Ishimura Takuma's sword, slowly pulled the knife out of its sheath, and examined the sharp blade with its golden eyes.
"It's quite tasteful. The forging process of this iron bar is very good. It can compare with some of my earlier works."
Ishimura Takuma didn't dare to speak. He never expected that Ao Ren Mingde would come to Eureka Volcano City in person.
Then the boss handed the knife to the king hunter, his expression becoming cold and indifferent.
"Smashed. What grade? It's the same one my passengers use."
Ms. Cat Climber took Mr. Ishimura's knife, took off her gloves, revealed her ghostly fingers, held the blade and handle, and then broke his family heirloom knife into two pieces in front of Ishimura.
Ding——a crisp sound.
Mr. Ishimura's heart also broke. He wanted to say something, but he was afraid of angering the final boss of the underground world. He just wanted to live quietly but couldn't stop crying.
When the king hunter was breaking the knife, he also borrowed some of the boss's divine power. The moment his arms tightened his muscles, the amplitude of the spiritual pressure became more and more terrifying. Lan Yinglong seemed to wake up from a slumber, and the skin on his neck twitched and trembled. , cold sweat broke out all over his body, the sores on his face exploded, and the foul-smelling thick tissue fluid also sprayed out.
These weak blood-giving units, in front of the boss, are like fungus insects that see the sun. A little stronger sunlight can kill them.
Ishimura Takuma suddenly felt his throat tightening, and an invisible hand pinched his neck. His trachea was squeezed by the suddenly expanding blood vessels. His face was ashen, and he began to struggle with the bursting spiritual pressure fluctuations, and he could hardly breathe.
The boss waved his little claw——
——The sound of violent vomiting came from outside the door.
Xiao Qi took off his helmet and vomited on the spot.
She couldn't stand the boss's level of spiritual pressure. Even if her lover was right next to her and could get some protection from the other side of the Heart of Steel, the knife attack just now really caught her off guard.
She was hunched over, holding the gun, and had just dragged the two enemy corpses outside the door and counted them, and then she seemed to have been punched in the stomach.
"vomit--------"
She vomited all her lunch and dinner until she felt a strong burning sensation from stomach acid in her throat and esophagus, and her face was filled with tears. Only then did she have the chance to say a few words.
"Please..."
The boss looked innocent: "Are you sure you're not pregnant?"
Xiaoqi took out the pregnancy test stick from her carrying bag and shook her head vigorously.
The boss and the gunsmith asked——
"——Have you finished cleaning up?"
After Xue Ming counted the number of corpses and found that they matched the number of vehicles in the factory, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and helped his lover back to the abandoned house.
"It's all here."
The boss saw the corpses piled up outside the door like a tower. If it weren't for this couple's love of headshots, only more than 150 heads could be piled up into a tower.
"Let's absorb the smell." The boss said to the cat climbing frame.
Having said this, the King Hunter took out a small bottle from his backpack, put the breathing valve cover on his mouth and nose, and exhaled a deep breath of black mist.
The red mountain stone of the boss was separated from the king hunter's body, and the cat ears and tail and golden linear childlike features also disappeared from the king hunter's body.
The surrounding spiritual pressure fluctuations gradually became normal, and Mr. Ishimura finally had a chance to breathe. Just as he was about to say something, he was immediately interrupted by a slap from the boss.
"Shut up. I didn't ask you to speak. Just give me some quiet time."
The little kitten jumped off the King Hunter's lap, still walking on two legs. It walked arrogantly, grabbed a dark air ball from the air with a wave of its hand, turned into the shape of sunglasses, and waddled out Abandoned house door. He opened his arms cordially to the gunsmith and Xiaoqi, as if welcoming his right-hand man.
"Ishimura Takuma, you are a cadre of Kangqiao Johnny. I have investigated you."
The boss jumped on the gunsmith's knees, followed the rifling texture of the Morpho suit, and sat on the gunsmith's shoulders. It crossed its legs and pressed the remote control switch on the gunsmith's mask, the multimedia center of the Morpho suit.
A sharp and harsh noise came from the workers' broadcasting room in the old winery——
——Then the record player that had been arranged early started to work.
"I'm going to come out here myself because this damn place is closed to traffic."
The boss's voice is rich and powerful, which is its signature trick. As long as it wants to, it can imitate the voices of men, women and children of any age.
"The railway cannot be paved, and the more than 700 kilometers from Dusk Pass to Eureka are all flat and straight roads. However, in the past twenty years, Eureka's governors have changed one after another, and they have been able to use their respective methods. There are various excuses for not cooperating with the work of the Transport Department."
The kitten patted Xueming's arm, and Xueming immediately understood——
——He stretched out his hand forward, and the boss climbed along his arms and came to Ishimura Takuma.
"I know you are very rich, extremely rich, because the entrance to Shambhala is here, and the capacity of ships is far greater than that of trains. As long as there is no railway for a day, this city is like a country independent of the railway system. .”
The boss took off his sunglasses and stared into Ishimura Takuma's eyes.
"It's Monaco, it's Andorra, it's Saudi Arabia, it's a tax haven, it's the Gold Coast, it's the land of gentleness."
It stretched out its paws, clapped gently, and smiled brightly.
"Such a fat piece of meat is built more than 700 kilometers away from my railway. You want to ask me why I came here in person? Isn't this normal?"
It tapped its little head——
"——I just woke up and am full of energy. I want to eat some children from the Crazy Butterfly Sect to replenish my body!"
Ishimura Takuma felt a strong sense of dizziness when he saw Aohen Mingde's blood-red tongue and white fangs.
That feeling is expressed in a wonderful metaphor——
——It's like you have just prepared fifteen farmers to start mining, and you click on the single barracks to gather troops.
But your opponent has come all in with the whole family, without making any reservations.
And this opponent is quite artistic——
"——This song is "Cat People" by David Bowin, and it is also the real name of my waiter Hunwei. I have always liked it, I like it very much, call her [Cat People·Leopard Print Hot Girl], give me half a minute Pop the champagne and start dancing.”
Saying this, the boss stood on Xueming's arm, twisted his waist and moved his hips to swing his tail. Following the aging of the radio station, the sound quality of Lofi fully demonstrates its eroticism and debauchery.
Ao ruthless Mingde: "If you want to survive, Ishimura Takuma, try to please me and keep up."
Ishimura has never encountered such a cruel and weird request——
——He looked at another soldier wearing Morpho butterfly clothes, unlocked the handcuffs, and let him go free.
He tried to stand up and looked at Aohen Mingde at a loss, and at the ferocious beast that was beaming with joy.
Boss: "What are you waiting for? Do you think you have a long life?"
Ishimura Takuma was embarrassed and confused. He glanced at his godson.
After Lan Yinglong was untied, he immediately smiled and clapped his hands to the music.
Mr. Ishimura glanced at the two killing gods again. If the king hunter is included, there are three living kings of hell.
He finally gave in and began to nod, knock his legs, and shake his knees.
The boss danced enthusiastically: "Ah, yes! Yes, yes, yes! Yes!"
Ishimura finally found some happiness——
——It comes from the heart, as if getting away from the busy work. Get free from the heavy burden.
"Take bigger steps!" The kitten is on Xueming's arm, like a ballet dancer on a single-plank bridge. It is very dexterous, and its amount of exercise almost exceeds the sum of the years of hibernation before the harvest season: "Enthusiasm! Enthusiasm! Shake it up!"
Mr. Ishimura looked uglier when he laughed than when he cried. He felt insulted both mentally and physically, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"Yeah! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!~" The little cat's eyes narrowed and swayed in a lazy and provocative way: "Are you afraid of the dark? Ishimura? Are you still afraid of the dark now? I'm a black cat .”
Ishimura was stunned for a moment, seeing Aohen Mingde's dark hair, and recalling the boss's terrifying spiritual pressure. Although he didn't want to admit it or bow his head in front of the enemy, he still told the truth - at this moment, his heart had surrendered, starting from the physical surrender to the spiritual surrender. This was a process of opening up the heart.
"meeting..."
The kitten continued: "It's not unusual for children to be afraid of the dark."
Ishimura's emotions seemed to have found an outlet——
——He looked at the gunsmith and the king hunter, finally returned to the gun in 9527's hand, and finally glanced at the tower with piles of corpses outside the door.
Carrying the stench of people's feces and urine before death, blood has already overflowed to the threshold of the abandoned house.
Ao ruthless Mingde wants his minions to play music and dance, and he wants Takuma Ishimura to dance with him.
This huge shame has defeated him. As Concho Johnny said - life will always find an exit, and you have to make do with life.
"Yes, it's not strange for children to be afraid of the dark." The little black cat continued: "But when I came to this city, adults were afraid of the sun. Can you give me a reasonable explanation? This is the strangest thing. thing."
Ishimura Takuma didn't speak, and his dance became stiff for a moment.
The good cat continued: "I want to save your life. You know, I always love talents."
Ishimura Takuma immediately said: "Boss! Boss!"
The good cat shook his head: "It's a pity that it can't be done. It can't be done. I asked Xiao Qi to investigate your industry. You started by abducting and selling women, and your methods are very shrewd - very powerful."
"Mr. Ishimura, as your godson said, these girls are willing to work for you. The price you offer is too high, and they understand the rules and how to make others obedient. When Xiaoqi talks to these bitches, When it was time to take them out of the sea of misery, they immediately reported it to the manager and told their madam and Mr. Turtle about it."
"They're just afraid of losing their jobs. They're just afraid that I'll meddle in their own business."
"If we move to the western suburbs and the casinos in Kitty Hawk, I think it's probably the same in all walks of life."
When Ao run Mingde talked about these things, his face was filled with sadness.
"Except for this winery that closed down more than ten years ago, I can't find any other place to tie you up - the children born in the new era have forgotten what the Cupid Mercy Society has done. But this winery The retired employees of the factory still remember that they know what is right and what is wrong, and they will not help the people of the Eros Mercy Society."
Ishimura Takuma is unwilling to give in——
——His dancing movements were involuntary, and he was still so passionate and unrestrained.
"Boss! The essence of this world is that people cannibalize people! Relationships are determined by interests! You can't blame me!"
He turned to the gunsmith and asked him to put in a good word.
"Your sister is still in my spirit! Gunsmith! Please persuade the boss! We can become colleagues! Let's make money together, buy a house, and have sex! You even beat my son! We both beat our godson! They are considered peers!”
Aohun Mingde laughed loudly, and his dancing posture also changed.
It leaned on Xueming's shoulders and laughed until its stomach ached.
"This kid is so fucking talented... It made me laugh."
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[part2·Look at the good things you have done]
Xueming: "Should I listen to him? Boss? Should I advise you?"
boss: "Try it?"
Xueming: "Bai Lu and my students are still in his soul power..."
boss: "Oh..."
Xueming: "So?"
Ishimura Takuma: "Yes, yes! Yes, yes! That's what I advise!"
The boss jumped on Xiao Qi's shoulders and said to Xueming: "You follow him and dance together."
Xueming raised his visor, rolled his eyes with his lover, and danced with Shi Cun.
In the sound of music——
——The boss said: "I will give you time to release the students. You only have ten minutes..."
Ishimura screamed while twisting his butt: "It's not enough!"
boss: "How long do you want?"
Ishimura pursed his lips and still wanted to negotiate terms.
"You have to ensure my safety. In my kingdom, there are more than seventy crazy armadillo hunters. If they know that I have betrayed the president, they will not let me go..."
Gunsmith: "Is there such a good thing?"
When he heard this, Ishimura glanced at the gunsmith as if he had seen a ghost. It was like being hit on the head by a sudden wave of spiritual pressure.
Xiao Qi immediately said: "What is your soul power? Can you hide so many people?"
Ishimura Takuma immediately explained: "It is very special - it is a territory, a space independent of the physical world, so boss, you can't kill me! If I die, these children will never come out again!"
Xiao Qi looked at Xueming: "I'll go with you."
Mr. Ishimura immediately said: "No! If there are too many people, the brothers in the war gang will become suspicious."
"I will go alone." Jiang Xueming and Ishimura Takuma said: "How can I contact you? How can I inform you to open the entrance and exit of [Kingdom·Wangtu]?"
Ishimura Takuma's expression was complicated. If the hunter could deal with the gunsmith and drag Chairman Yasuo to the rescue, he might be able to save his life. Thinking of this, he immediately had thoughts.
"You can't bring weapons in!" Ishimura said immediately, "Gunsmith! You have to change into the clothes of the Cupid Mercy Society and give me the password to pick up the students safely. I will open all the doors in half an hour. When you see the pink mist at the entrance and exit, just take the students and walk there!"
Xueming disarmed in front of Shi Cun.
The boss and the King Hunter just laughed, while Xiao Qi kept a close eye on Ishimura Takuma.
The performance of these people made Mr. Ishimura feel inexplicably terrified.
What are they laughing at? What's so funny?
Ishimura then went even further: "Leave the knife too..."
Xueming had just pulled a suit from the corpse and tattooed his arms with delicate cupid tattoos using Mrs. Bai products and pens. Upon hearing Ishimura's request, he took the short knife from the leggings of his military uniform and threw it aside.
Ishimura was finally convinced that the gunsmith was now defenseless and harmless.
He shouted Hunwei's true name loudly.
"[Kingdom·王土]! Send him to the amusement park!"
A huge pink snail emerged from the fog——
——It stretched out its flexible and thick tendrils and sucked the gunsmith into the volute.
When Hunwei and Gunsmith disappeared completely, Mr. Ishimura seemed to have saved his life, and he asked tentative questions in a humble and weak manner.
"Boss, can I stop jumping?"
Aohun Mingde just smiled, neither agreeing nor disapproving.
The laughter got louder and louder, until the boss stopped laughing, spit out a few hair balls, and finally stopped.
"Sorry." The boss rubbed his throat, cleared his throat and said to Ishimura: "You don't have to jump."
Mr. Ishimura still clung to the illusion - he didn't know that he had sent a father to a good brother in the war gang.
If the corpses outside can get a good night's sleep, it's a painless headshot.
The hunters in [Kingdom·Kingdom] may not be able to rest in peace.
