Chapter 2210 Blood debt must be paid with blood

Style: Fantasy Author: MogdrogenWords: 2201Update Time: 24/02/20 10:28:25
On the way from the church to the hotel, Hayes thought for a long time before making a decision. He whispered something to Kang. The other party was surprised at first, and finally nodded firmly. After that, the four of them separated at the entrance of the garbage dump. , Hayes and his wife took Peak's mother back to the hotel, and Kang returned to his neighborhood——

At least that's the surface.

While the wives were taking care of Mrs. Russ to sleep, Hayes went out on the pretext of shopping and came to the place agreed with Kang.

"The gang has been found, but you go somewhere with me first."

Kang took Hayes for a few rounds on the dark streets, and then came to a decaying brick and mud house, and opened the door with a decaying structure.

Before he walked in, Hayes could hear the sound of singing. The monotonous voice of the servitor was singing the most common Astra Militarum "In Praise of the Golden Throne Battle Hymn."

Walking through the corridor and through a dirty doorless doorframe inside, Hayes saw the main hall, where 14 ragged veterans were sitting on the dirty floor, their heads facing a hanging on the wall. The rusty Imperial eagle, with a line of yellow chalk written on the floor under the double-headed eagle - Soldiers' Home.

There is a weapon at the feet of each retired soldier. Some of them have lost their arms, or their feet, or their eyes and ears.

Very few people are whole.

For a moment, Hayes felt pain in his heart. For some reason, this scene reminded him of the time when he had just joined the army a few years ago, before he had been on the battlefield and had not experienced the horror.

And it was Kang's player that made the sound.

"Here we come, everyone is here."

When Kang came in, they all turned and looked at Hayes.

"I'm Hayes, from the 310th Regiment."

Hayes introduced himself first, and then a bearded one-eyed man also introduced with a smile.

"Ha, my name is Maz, from the 181st Regiment, a truck soldier."

".I am from the 201st Regiment."

".I am from the 311th Regiment."

Everyone introduced themselves, and then Kang looked at Hayes and said:

"I told everyone about that, and everyone is willing to help. Those bastards usually stay in the repair shop they robbed during this time."

Hayes nodded, and then said to everyone:

"thank you all."

In the dim repair shop, many metal facilities and sundries were piled together haphazardly. A flag made of red cloth hung on the metal beam, with a burning skull in the middle. Under the flag, more than a dozen modified motorcycles and The off-road vehicles were gathered in a circle. They were all equipped with countless flashing colorful high-power neon lights, creating serious light pollution all around. Dozens of young men and women were dancing in the colorful glare, and some were hiding in the dark and kissing. , or huddle on that dirty sofa, inhaling some powder into the nasal cavity through the nose, with a pile of illegal drugs and smoking tools scattered around.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Suddenly, a man with a face full of paint, lip nails, and a weird three-part hairstyle raised his arm, with one hand still holding the microphone. Then he turned around and pointed his arm at a person sitting behind a painted SUV. He was seated, with his left and right arms holding a scantily clad young woman, and a domineering man wearing a wild leather jacket with his chest exposed.

This man has wheat-colored skin and strong muscles. He wears a large gold chain around his neck, his head is tilted, his hair is tied back, and he looks unruly.

He is the boss of the Will-o'-the-Wisp Gang, and his father is also a well-known peace officer in the area. He had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child. He was bored and organized a group of young people who had nothing to do. They formed a gang that enjoyed racing and used his father's The connections and reputation allowed him to rob the repair shop and build a fleet of cars.

But they also do more than just race cars. They also rob pedestrians passing by outside the town. When they are bored, they even enjoy hitting and running over people.

If nothing else goes wrong, when he is "tired of playing", he will inherit his father's business and become a peace officer who is feared by everyone. He will replace the Ministry of Justice to enforce the empire's authority in the bottom nest, and at the same time consolidate their family's local influence. authority.

If, nothing unexpected happens.

"Today! It's Boss Crow's 27th birthday! Let's sing a song to Boss Crow! Sui Hei Hei! For all the troubles -"

Just as the group was crying and howling, something suddenly broke, followed by a man's cry of pain, and then a tall man fell from the ceiling and fell heavily to the ground, still landing on his head. No sound.

"There's a situation!"

The crow roared and pulled out the laser pistol from his waist with a smooth speed that only a well-trained soldier could do. This man was the one he arranged to watch on the roof, which meant that someone must be seeking revenge.

The crowd suddenly became panicked, with disheveled men and women running around. One of them had just picked up a shotgun, and a bullet exploded in his head, splattering blood on the wall.

Death adds to the chaos of the crowd.

There were screams, roars, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

And as smoke bombs were thrown, even the vision became blurred.

In the shadows on the edge, figures jumped up, ran, and shot accurately.

In an instant, more than a dozen people fell.

They had never encountered such a swift, powerful, and brutal attack, and the courage of these young men quickly drained away as quickly as their blood.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! Take out the gun! Stupid pig!"

Crow roared as he hid behind cover and fired his laser gun at the moving shadows.

There are more than forty people in their gang. As long as they are organized——

"Boss!"

The boy who had just been singing had just bent over and ran to him. Without saying a word, his face was holed by a bullet. Blood sprayed all over the crow's face, and then he fell into a pile of crumpled debris.

Crow was stunned for a moment. Although he was used to being domineering and had killed many people, facing death at such a close distance still made him feel cold from head to toe.

In an instant, something in his mind broke, and the domineering and courage he had in the past quickly disappeared.

So he ran towards the side door. Now he just wanted to escape as fast as possible, as far away as possible!

But he had just taken a few steps when he tripped over something. Just as he was about to fall, he felt a knee hit him hard in the groin.

He let out a retching sound and tried to get away, but the opponent's grip was too tight, and then he kneed him in the face, shattering the bridge of his nose.

"ah!!!"

After several blows, the attacker let go of him, and the crow staggered back, dazed from the beating, and blood dripped from his mouth.

"You bastard!"

Before he could make any more moves, the opponent suddenly swung his right fist and hit him on the cheek. In the confusion, he raised his pistol and fired two shots but missed. The opponent stretched out his fingers and dug into his red cheek. Throat, pinch his windpipe, and when he bent over to gasp for air, he grabbed his greasy hair and slammed his head against the metal post.