foreigner's journey

Chapter 263 X
Munk's face was pale, and his trembling fingers rested on the severed hand in the oiled paper bag.

The skin was stiff and cold, but the tactile feedback gave Munk an all-too-familiar feedback signal—it was the severed hand of his wife who had been in love with him.

At this time, he found a note under the severed hand.

[There is a bigger surprise on the second floor]

Swish!
Munk immediately took out a well-maintained pistol from a hidden corner of the cupboard, and pressed the miniature alarm for the SSA director he carried with him.

From the weight of the pistol in his hand, he could feel that there were at least 7 bullets left. Munk gently shook off the slippers on his feet, and while hiding his figure in the darkness, he moved slowly with his gun on guard.

He was originally a senior intelligence agent of the SSA. Even though he became the director of the SSA and held a high position these years, he has not lost the training he should have at all, and he is very familiar with the routines of people with abilities.

Since I was in the dark and no accident happened, I can temporarily rule out that the opponent's ability is related to triggering the 'darkness' condition, and then the 'sound', try to avoid making sounds, so that the opponent can judge your location based on the sound and launch a targeted attack.

In addition, it is best not to lean against the wall. For ordinary people, the wall may be a good shield and cover, but for the psychic, the wall is no different from paper.

The pistol and ammunition in my hand are all high-end products made by 'Artisan', even a B-level enhanced mind-linking ability user can't stop a bullet within 15 meters.

Sitting and waiting is not my style. After pressing the alarm, a large number of reinforcements will arrive at the latest within 3 minutes. Before that, since the other party wants to play a game of cat and mouse, then I will play with him.

Walking up the stairs step by step, Munk came to the second floor with a pistol in hand.

Master bedroom, nobody.

Guest room, nobody.

Little daughter's bedroom...

Munk hid in the dark outside the door, only sticking out his right hand, and he was observing his little daughter's bedroom through the reflection of the mirror on his wrist watch.

Although the lights are not turned on in the bedroom full of trendy decoration, because the curtains are drawn, the scene in the bedroom can be seen through the moonlight.

The 14-year-old youngest daughter, Maggie, fell asleep on the soft single bed, and the moonlight shone on her slightly childlike quilt and the muscular male star poster on the bedside.

Also bathed in the moonlight were neatly stacked large and small gift boxes on the floor, each with a 'surprise' sticker.

A strange figure was sitting in front of the window. Because his back was facing the moonlight, he couldn't see his face clearly. He could barely make out that he was sitting gracefully on his little daughter's computer chair with his legs crossed, with his hands crossed and his fingers crossed. On cocked knees, the chair is facing the bedroom door.

The muzzle of the black hole quietly aimed at the black figure sitting in front of the window.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
One of the three shots hit the forehead directly, and the other two shots were shot on both sides of the chest to avoid a near-death situation with cardiac dislocation.

The bullet penetrated the body without any hindrance, and then pierced through the glass window behind him.

Munk poked his head out, confirmed that the black figure was indeed dead, and then slowly walked into the room with a pistol in hand.

He wanted to wake up his youngest daughter, Maggie, and leave here immediately to join the reinforcements. As long as there was a corpse, the SSA would always have a way to find out who kidnapped his wife and which country the forces behind him belonged to.

But as soon as she touched her little daughter's ankle, the sleeping 14-year-old girl disappeared like a dream, leaving the bed empty.

Bubble dummy?Is 'Hummingbird' Misis' telekinetic ability 'false bubble'?
Shocked, Munk raised his pistol and pointed it at the body that was still motionless even after the head had been pierced. He tremblingly took out his phone and turned on the flashlight that came with it.

Sitting on the chair was his wife, Amy.

Her whole body was stiff, tears, saliva, and fear struggled and fused on her face, finally condensing a distorted picture of despair. Her forehead and chest were hollowed out by high-powered bullets. Because the clothes were padded with fabric, Munk couldn't recognize the person next to her pillow for a while. Outline.

The weirdest thing is that his wife Amy's right hand is intact.

Whose hand is that in the refrigerator downstairs?

Where has my little daughter, Maggie, gone! ?
Munk took a step back, as if stepping in a pool of sticky water with a thud.

Looking down, the floor has been covered by dark liquid at some point, and the source of the liquid is those neatly stacked gift boxes.

"No...no...no..."

Munk reached out his trembling hands to those gift boxes in despair, but he dared not open the boxes anyway.

[Happy light shines on the earth, holy angels create miracles...]

At this moment, a familiar ringtone came from his wife Amy's coat pocket, it was Amy's cell phone!
He took out his mobile phone and saw that the displayed number was unknown.

beep--

[Good evening~ Director Munk, do you like the 'surprise' I gave you? 】

"who are you?"

[Tsk tsk tsk, what an old-fashioned reaction.In fact, you can ask more advanced questions, such as - 'Where is Maggie'? 】

"...Where is Maggie?"

[Self-deceiving question, look down at those gift boxes, if you are lucky, you can find Miss Maggie's head when you open the first box~]

"Bastard!! Who the hell are you! Why are you targeting my family! They are innocent! Come at me for everything!"

[Oh ho ho ho...'innocent'? 】

The banter in the voice from the phone turned cold:

[Don’t you think these ways of dying are familiar?After being tortured by you in every possible way, Roda Quindom's daughter and son-in-law were dismembered alive and the other shot to death in front of their daughters. Then they gave Roda Quindom a pistol with only one bullet, so that He chose whether to commit suicide or give his granddaughter a good time, remember his choice? 】

"Are you trying to avenge Roda Jindom? I assure you, you will die ten thousand times more painful than him..."

Munk's angry growl stopped because he heard a familiar cry from the phone.

"You, what did you do to my son? Bastard! Let him go! Let Ike go!!" Munk wailed while clutching his phone.

[Answer my previous question, do you still remember the choice of Roda Kingdom at that time? 】

"...He, he chose to end his granddaughter's life, and bear all the torture by himself. Listen to me, you really don't have to do this, Roda Kingdom is dead, we can have a good talk..."

【and then?Speak, say the final fate of Rodakin Dom. 】

"Please, please...let him go..." Munk begged bitterly, but then he heard a mournful scream from his phone, followed by the sound of objects falling to the ground.Listen to this sound, either 'arm' or 'calf'.

【Say. 】

Munk broke down and screamed: "The bullet in that pistol is specially made! It's a corrosive bullet made by an artisan! Rodakin Dom watched his granddaughter slowly rot while screaming. Thirty minutes! Then they burned Roda Quindom with a flamethrower! That was an order from above, not me! Please let him go! My son he doesn't know anything! He is innocent of!"

【Then, it's your turn to choose. 'Burn alive' and 'rotten to death', you choose one, and the rest will belong to your son.Come and choose. 】

"Please don't do this... Really, you really don't have to!"

Munk prayed desperately, but there was still no sign of the expected reinforcements coming, and there was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground from the phone, and his son's screams echoed in his ears.

[We can play like this all night, have you seen Mrs. Amy's hand?As long as I want, I can cut off the flesh of Mr. Ike and make him grow again. I call this game 'Ling Chi'.Oh by the way, don't wait for those reinforcements, they can't come. 】

"...You can't compete with the entire country! This is V5! It's the United States of Sahelta! You will not end well!" Munk roared like a desperate beast.

【……yes?Then you will have a good experience in hell. 】

The voice sounded behind Munk. When he looked back, all he could see was the raging flames and a calm voice:
"Witness me in hell to utterly destroy this country."

(End of this chapter)