Chapter 11 A wonderful encounter from heaven (thanks to the leader of Liuyue Zhenren)

"Grass."

Ji Jue and Lu Feng both widened their eyes in the unexpected occasion and scene. After a moment of silence, they cursed at the same time.

As they stared at each other's faces, they couldn't help but ask:
"How did you do it?"

The overlapping voices caused both of them to fall into silence.

I can only say that fate is indescribable. But sometimes, it is too indescribable...

For a moment, the two people suddenly realized that they didn't know how to explain to each other why they suddenly appeared here and caused so many problems.

"Excuse me."

Lu Feng noticed the blood dripping from his face, raised his hand and wiped it twice, but found that the more he wiped, the more blood became blurred. Looking around at the messy corpses around him, he could only give up talking nonsense and just shrugged: "I was careless."

So you were born with supernatural powers and accidentally killed more than 30 people in the Qi family?
Why didn't you lie on top of the girl and say you just fell accidentally when the police were raiding prostitution?

"Who asked you that?"

Ji Jue rolled his eyes and stared at Lu Feng's hand: "I mean the gun."

This thing is an absolute contraband. Although the federal government is open to it, it also prohibits citizens from owning fully automatic firearms. Even a gun license for a pistol requires a lot of money to obtain.

As a result, the same type of maintenance bag at Lu Feng's feet was so full of guns and cannons that it was about to overflow. Ji Jue was extremely jealous. He had never touched such a cool thing, okay?

Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing.

"I got some money on credit from my comrades."

He said, “There are more.”

As he spoke, he pulled out a pistol from the holster on his back, and handed it over by the barrel, which fell into Ji Jue's hand. It was a classic product of the Sentry Group under Huanyu Heavy Industry, a classic model [Hunter] with a service history of more than 197 years in the military. It was loaded with twelve bullets and had a total length of mm...

The moment he picked up the pistol, a large amount of information appeared in Ji Jue's consciousness along with the heavy touch. The whole pistol seemed to become translucent. Without staring at it, all the internal structures were reflected in his mind.

"Be careful, don't break it."

Lu Feng said: "That is our airborne team's treasured weapon, passed down from generation to generation. When I retired, I used it to fight several fighters. If it breaks or gets lost, I will be too ashamed to face my comrades in the future!"

"Very old?"

"Older than me, what do you think?"

【Hello? 】

Ji Jue subconsciously greeted inside, but received no response. However, the feeling of the sound was so profound, even more dynamic than any other machine Ji Jue had ever seen.

It's like there is really a strong and resolute companion right next to him, quietly listening to his needs. You give orders and he executes them, and other than that, he is as silent as a stone.

Good stuff, absolutely good stuff!

Ji Jue's eyes lit up. He put away the screwdriver, picked up the crowbar and hit the foreman's forehead twice before finally raising his head and looking around at the scene.

The smile faded.

After the good stuff, the bad stuff comes.

It's like some... autopsy room.

On the operating table in the middle, there was a corpse that had not yet completely cooled down. Its fingers were still twitching in the remaining nerve current. Its abdomen had been cut open and all its internal organs had disappeared...and in the incubator next to it, the packing work was obviously only half done. One could see the carefully packed small boxes waiting to be delivered to the buyer by express delivery.

Unfortunately, the courier had already died in front of the store.

There is no way to embark on the journey.

And there's more...

blood.

It was spreading from behind the giant shower curtain, leaving a sticky red mark on the tile that could not be wiped away no matter how many times I mopped it.

Ji Jue reached out and wanted to draw open the curtain, but he heard Lu Feng's voice behind him, calling his name and asking him to stop.

But he didn't stop.

Just like that, a corner of hell was revealed.

A sawmill-like device, the funnel is aimed at the bathtub in front, which is large enough for a luxurious game... There is no champagne or bubbles in it.

Only red.

The overly glaring scarlet color seeped out from countless crushed corpses, and under the reflection of the light, tiny ripples echoed.

The entire basement is like an assembly line.

A steady stream of materials are sent in, their organs are stripped off to make money, and their blood is extracted to satisfy their gluttony.

The remaining worthless waste was thrown together and destroyed.

The fragments of the body were piled together, and a hollow eye appeared from the gap, looking at Ji Jue through the blood, making him dizzy. He could not help but stagger and step back.

Was supported.

Lu Feng closed the curtain again and patted him on the shoulder, "These bastards secretly kidnap homeless people and people living alone, those who would not be noticed if they were missing, and bring them here.

It’s been a long time.”

"I know."

Ji Jue suppressed the urge to vomit.

He had anticipated this and even prepared for it. The only thing he hadn't expected was... there would be so many of them.

Dozens? Hundreds? It's hard to estimate.

So many people died silently, were killed, cut up, decomposed, and finally turned into pieces and disposed of...but it wasn't even those hungry monsters who did the work here.

There were many more people who should have been like the dead, and they took up knives towards their own kind. Maybe if someone was lucky enough to run away, there would be fewer people dying here. But if Ji Jue and the others were unlucky, then there might be a little more people dying here.

Alive or dead, we are all like weeds that are trampled upon.

"Unfortunately, these are just a bunch of minions."

Lu Feng sighed, lowered his head and picked up the backpack full of weapons on the ground again, without wiping the blood: "Let's go out and find out if the leader is there."

"and many more!"

Ji Jue hurriedly stopped him and looked at him, "Are you going out like this?
"if not?"

Lu Feng rolled his eyes and asked, "Should we take out a few more red envelopes to wish them a happy new year?"

"That's why Mama Lu always says you have no brains."

Ji Jue couldn't help but sigh, flipped through the toolbox hanging on his body, and took out two hoods: "Fortunately, I prepared an extra one when I was doing it, otherwise if I left one alive and was recognized by someone, I don't know how much trouble it would be."

"Hey, kid, you're well prepared."

Lu Feng smiled and put the crudely made hood with two holes cut out of a circle of elastic cloth on his face. He adjusted it twice, took a deep breath, and finally looked like a gangster:

“It’s this color…”

He frowned: "Why does it look the same as your long johns?"

"...To be honest, it was still on my leg half an hour ago." Ji Jue sighed: "So, don't smell it, brother, I'm scared."

"Mr. Ji, you are—"

Lu Feng was about to curse, but then he was stuck. He watched Ji Jue open his mouth... and skillfully take the surveillance cable that he had just destroyed into his mouth.

"Don't be impatient. Wait until I give you the whole job - damn, it's electrified!"

As electric sparks flashed between his teeth, Ji Jue's eyes turned white and countless images came to his face!

Then, a familiar figure emerged from the disordered records.

"--found it!"

On the fourth underground floor, in the hidden garage, there is a lot of activity.

The truck was almost full, but the busy transportation had not yet stopped.

Right next to the truck, overseeing the entire process, was the woman who had almost eaten both Master Da Ji and Master Xiao Ji clean.

It’s a pity that when she took off her sunglasses, she no longer looked charming, and her eyes were filled with a chilling scarlet.

A smiling man came over with a sun lounger and said, "Miss Zhu, please take a rest. We will be ready soon. Would you like some water?

I asked Xiao Li to get it for you. He just arrived today——"

"You're the only one who talks too much. Is the third floor cleaned up?"

Zhu Hong looked back, expressionless: "Be quick, after this order is delivered, all other goods will be moved to Nanlu. Go and clear out the people inside, they can't stay here anymore."

"So fast?"

The flattering man was stunned for a moment, his smile stiff: "Some equipment has just been moved in, and those people in the cages will also be moved..."

"Too much trouble? If so, forget it."

Zhu Hong sneered: "That mad dog from the Security Bureau has killed all the Yiqing and Quancheng Gang this afternoon!

It's useless for Mr. Hu to call and beg for mercy. If he says to kill the whole family, then kill the whole family! If you think Wang is a tough guy who is closer to you than your own father and will never give you up, you can either clean your neck and wait here, or——"

She paused for a moment, and a hint of undisguised coldness emerged in her smile: "If you are afraid of pain, I can also help you on your way."

"..."

The man subconsciously took a step back, his expression twitching: "I will immediately tell them to speed up."

Bang!
During the move, a box overturned due to the collision between the two people, scarlet blood spilled, and a dead baby fell.

In an instant, dead silence arrived.

Zhu Hong stared at all this expressionlessly. The man with an embarrassed face waved his hand, and someone at the door came up and pulled the helpless porter down. A dull sound was heard.

Under the cold gaze, after cleaning, the moving continued.

"What's the point of raising so many pieces of trash? It will only bring shame to us." Zhu Hong retracted her gaze: "If you can do it, do it. If you can't, just throw it away and feed it to the dogs to avoid wasting 'food'."

"Yes Yes."

The man explained with sweat on his forehead: "The old woman in the repair shop was indeed unexpected. Please forgive me... As for the young man with a scar on his face, we have found out where he is. I will take someone there right away and bring him to you tonight."

And just outside the garage, in the silent stairwell, two masked men stared at each other...

Mr. Ji Jue, who had a scar on his face, was sweating profusely:

Damn, you bastards, why are you still carrying the unboxed stuff?

Wait, today... Shit, that old Deng from yesterday wasn't in the same group with you guys?!

Ji Jue’s eyes widened.

"Puchi." Lu Feng couldn't help laughing, gloating. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the man accompanying him in the garage continue to say: "But I remember there was another man in the store, an older one, with very tight muscles, but he was a little tanned..."

"It's as black as a toad. Would it be disgusting to bring it back?"

Zhu Hong looked over coldly: "Take the blood and throw the rest into the sea for disposal. Do it cleanly and don't cause any more trouble."

"puff."

This time it was Ji Jue who couldn't help laughing out loud. Lu Feng beside him glared at him: Are you laughing at the Bull Demon?

　This chapter name, hehe... since the first day I came to Qidian, it has been an example name for new chapters in Qidian. I guess Qidian never thought that someone would really give it this name, right?
　　
　
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