"Brother, something is wrong with this place!"
Vodka followed Gin and looked at the white snow-capped mountains behind him. After the others left, Pisk appeared again and brought them here.
The two of them left in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to contact other people. Naturally, they didn't know what happened on the cable car.
Gin didn't answer, but just took out his cell phone and looked at it. There was no signal at all. It seemed that Pisk had been prepared.
With a cruel smile on his lips, Gin pushed the hat down on his head. The wind and snow around him were so strong that it was almost impossible to keep the hat on.
"How long will it take to arrive?"
A gloomy voice sounded from the quiet air, and Pisk, who was panting heavily, suddenly stopped, with a strange smile on his face.
"Don't worry, it will be here soon."
"You are waiting for an ambush in Ireland. Unfortunately, he may not be able to come now."
Gin stopped. The terrain here was open and unobstructed. It was a good place to kill people and bury corpses.
"He's not the one I'm waiting for."
Pisk suddenly turned around, took out a small bottle from his arms, and threw it at Gin with all his strength.
The sound of breaking glass rang out from the empty snow. Gin retracted his pistol and looked coldly at the red liquid splashing around.
There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and Pisk's expression became more and more crazy. He even took out several small bottles from his arms, regardless of aiming at his pistol.
Vodka looked at the broken glass bottles around him and the increasingly foul-smelling red liquid, and his right hand holding the pistol began to feel cold.
Everything Pisk threw was knocked around by him, but why he felt more and more uneasy, as if something was starting to gather in the air.
It's his grandma's fault, they couldn't be evil!
"Brother?"
Vodka looked at Gin who was frowning in panic, wondering if he should continue.
"Deal with him directly, notify Shanti and others to come to meet him, and get out of here first."
Gin squatted down, took out a handkerchief from his arms, carefully stained it with some liquid, and stored it in the plastic gloves he carried with him.
Pisk has been in charge of this project for nearly a year, but has not achieved any results. The task he received was to dispose of this waste and then take over his project. Now it seems that this reckless thing must have concealed some discoveries.
Vodka nodded, took out the satellite phone and started to contact him. Long before entering the mountain, his elder brother ordered Shanti and Kelen to fly helicopters and be on standby at any time. Everything just happened was just to deceive him.
The purpose was to see if there were any rats hiding in the dark. Unexpectedly, his accomplices did not trick him out, but Pisk himself went crazy first.
"You can't leave, it's coming soon!"
Pisk sneered and suddenly threw a small black ball. Vodka didn't even think about it and shot the thing thrown at him.
The expected unpleasant smelling liquid did not appear again. After being exploded by the bullet, the black balls turned into dust-sized particles and fell evenly on the surrounding snow.
Soon a thin layer of black mist appeared from the surroundings, surrounding Gin and Vodka standing inside.
The unpleasant-smelling liquid that was originally scattered in front seemed to have come to life. It began to move with the black mist, and gradually formed a complex pattern.
The snowflakes falling in the sky became more and more urgent. I wonder if it was their imagination. The pure white color seemed to be mixed with a little red.
Vodka swallowed, took out two talismans from his arms, and quickly attached them to his elder brother and him.
The talisman paper was drawn by Mochizuki himself, and the organization went through a lot of effort to get it. He secretly withdrew these two sheets to solve this situation.
There were more and more reds in the sky, and the original pure white had long been covered, and a blurry figure appeared in front of the two people.
Pisk laughed wildly, took out a rag doll from his arms, took out a long iron nail, and stabbed the doll's head hard.
The figure began to go crazy and let out shrill screams. The black mist surrounding the gin and vodka also began to twist, and pale human faces emerged from it.
As time passed, the figures in the black mist became clearer and clearer, and the figures in front of them also opened their red eyes.
"Sister, how long are you going to keep pretending to be a ghost? You can't be in cahoots with the murderer, right?"
Hattori Heiji looked at the bright red covered with white snow, with an angry expression on his face. Fortunately, he was fooled for a long time, but nothing happened.
"Officer Mochizuki, what should we do now?"
Feng Jian Yuya took care of the wounds of the two teenagers and looked at Mochizuki who was staring at the formation in a daze.
Neither Mr. Furitani nor Officer Morofushi responded. Obviously they were both busy with tasks, and now they could only place all their hopes on Officer Mochizuki.
"You three are all not virgins!"
Mochizuki patted the snowflakes on his hand. There was nothing wrong with the formation. As long as the snow girl was nearby, she would definitely be attracted to the blood food here, and there was no way she would not react at all.
Mochizuki looked at the three men in front of her, thought for a long time, and finally came up with an unlikely possibility.
"ha!"
Three incredible voices sounded at the same time, and Mochizuki quickly waved her hand.
"She may have eaten enough today, and maybe she will have a harvest tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the place where the four of them were standing began to shake. Wangyue raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see white lines rushing towards him in the distance, burying all traces along the way.
"Avalanche."
Hattori Heiji looked at the tragic situation on the snow mountain and couldn't help but touch the cold sweat on his forehead. All the trees that were originally growing were crushed, and part of the cable car that extended down from the snow mountain was also buried.
If there hadn't been a murder today, I don't know how many people would have died inside. Not to mention other things, he and Ye Xian would have died.
"Boom~"
Another loud noise came from the distant snow-capped mountains, and several nearby intact snow-capped mountains also began to make noises.
Feng Jian Yuya's face became even more ugly. It didn't matter if an avalanche occurred in the innermost snow mountain. If the nearby snow mountains were also affected, the villages behind would also be affected.
"Why does this sound sound a little wrong?"
Wangyue looked into the distance, and there were roaring sounds from time to time. Listening carefully, it was not synchronized with the time of the avalanche.
"Bomb!"
Mochizuki and Kazumi spoke at the same time, their faces filled with astonishment. The Yuki-onna must have been touched by someone deep in the snow-capped mountains.
In an open area surrounded by snow-capped mountains, Gin and Vodka stood back-to-back, surrounded by pale faces. The two kept attacking the faces around them with pistols.
The helicopter that originally came to respond was being attacked by a long-haired woman in a silver kimono, and the people on the helicopter were dropping bombs like they were desperate.
The rumbling sound continued to echo around, forming a resonance and spreading to the surroundings.
