Son of the Tower

Chapter 133 Who Can Write Your Excellency

Pushing open the door, Mars sighed at the decoration in front of him. The beautiful sliding wooden door used the best locks, and Mars pushed it open quietly. Except for the louder rain, no one would feel anything. Question, as for the sound of the rain... Come on, the TV in the living room is on loudly, and Mars closes the door as soon as he walks in.

Meng Zou stretched out his hand to caress the vase on the small shelf in the corridor, he seemed a little fond of it.

·Let me tell you, this thing is definitely the new Hangzhou official kiln in the era of great destruction, at least three thousand years ago, the emperor of the year was qualified to use this.

Mars gave Meng Zou a wink: "Take away after killing people. It's good to give the things used by the emperor back then to the mentor."

·good idea.

Meng Zou almost laughed out loud after receiving the wink, but he still had a problem, that was, this thing didn't look like what the leader of the dead eye group should have.

· I'm beginning to suspect that the safe house looks like it still has a previous owner.

Meng Zou's muttering in Mars' earphone is also Mars' heartfelt voice at this moment.

Gao Dongma may be very rich, but this kind of vase is not something that can be obtained with money - after all, there are not many such things in the Palace Museum Museum in Shanghai.

Yes, but now is not the time to think about it. Mars walked on the soft carpet, came to the middle of the corridor, put the gun against the wall and pulled the trigger.

The bullet passed through the hollow wall and entered the head of the security guard who was doing nothing in front of the security monitoring screen—it was a security guard, but he was actually a thug of the Dead Eye team. Mars would never show mercy to such a guy who sold his life to evil.

With the help of the muffler and subsonic bullets, the gunshots were minimized, and the dead security guard fell on the chair—the wide chair couldn't make the corpse fall down, and even if it fell down, the carpet on the floor could absorb a lot of noise .

So Myers walked through the bathroom and approached the living room.

· The guy in the bathroom is getting better soon.

Meng Zou gave Mars a reminder.

So he turned sideways, with his left hand performing the technique, a silent barrier surrounded the door of the bathroom, and the muzzle of his right hand pointed at the security guard who was facing away from him. Because of the angle, the latter could not see Mars through the mirror reflection. , so when the bullet penetrated into the back of his head, the corpse, which could no longer keep standing, fell forward on the door and then just slid to the ground.

The door of the bathroom opened, and the muzzle of Mars' gun also moved over. The young security saw Mars, he opened his mouth, and the bullet penetrated from his mouth, avoiding the hard metal skull, and the bullet destroyed the electronic device. The mechanical interface between the brain and the spine, and he fell to the ground incapacitated.

Mars took the long sword from the wall on the side, nailed it into the security guard's eye socket and twisted it hard, then tore off the wire from the lighting fixture on the side, peeled off the insulation of the wire and wound it around the body of the sword, and then Insert the other end's plug into the socket.

The current will break through the fragile electrical protection of the electronic brain, and then the real death will come.

After all this was done, Mars walked to the main entrance and pointed his gun at the dead security guard, who was trembling—this was a sign of extraordinary loss of control. Great extraordinary abilities, such as the ghouls of the previous transport team.

Therefore, seeing the corpse in front of him seeming to rise up again, Mars replaced the pistol with a magazine full of silver bullets, and then emptied it in one breath, successfully making the corpse again Died once.

If he can get up again in the form of a ghost, Mars can also find a way—Mars, who just got a bag of silver powder, is looking for a ghost to try whether this thing is really as useful as the book says.

Putting the gun away, Mars walked to the kitchen, pulled out a kitchen knife from the knife rack, then took a roll of towels from the towel rack beside him, returned to the power box at the exit of the corridor, and followed Meng Zou's instructions , Pulled down the power switch in the bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Mars walked aside, and then listened to the four-island language swearing from the bathroom—look, this is the cherry blossom tree that Gao Sang couldn't forget his hometown.

The owner with cold vertical pupils watched the target push open the bathroom door, a large amount of vomit made the air in the whole room feel like hell, destroying Mars' sense of smell, and at the same time preventing the smell of blood from outside from coming in.

Gao Dongma stumbled and cursed all the way to the door, under the cover of illusion, he completely failed to notice Mars.

And Mars hit the head of the drunk man who had not yet woken up from his dream with his elbow, holding the kitchen knife upside down. At the same time that Gao Dongma lost his balance and hit the wall forward due to the elbow, Mars Si waved the hand that had wrapped the knife with a towel earlier, and the sharp blade in his hand pierced the target's lungs along the gap between the ribs, and finally stopped at the edge of the heart.

Compared to his younger brother, Gao Dongma, who has a bit of psychic power, is just a helpless guy in front of Mars, but he is such a guy who sells those damn things in those lower areas every day.

When the blood poured into his lungs, Gao Dongma lost his ability to speak, and Mars pressed him against the wall: "The law is too busy, and sometimes it forgets the crimes committed by a small life, and I am just an ordinary citizen who is willing to reach out to help it... Before going to the bottom of purgatory to confess to those who have been harmed by you, I have to tell you a piece of good news, your brother, waiting for you in hell."

After finishing speaking, Mars withdrew his hand from the bath towel and pressed his hand on Gao Dongma's head. The extraordinary ability to read memories invaded the brain of this poor guy who was counting down his life in an instant.

In Mars's mind, Gao Dongma's main perspective appeared, and a guy who could even be called an acquaintance to Mars appeared.

Cloud, don't forget about next month's shipment, our friends on the four islands and the peninsula need them.

·Touma, I know a lot more about bulk cargo than you, a wholesaler.

Claude... Claude Dauphin, it turns out that you are not just a broker in the black market, I found you.

Withdrawing his hand, Gao Dongma, who lost his breath, knelt down along the wall, his head could no longer maintain his proud decency and lowered down.

At that moment, Mars felt that he had acquired something, extraordinary ability: Judgment seemed to be strengthened, but now it was obviously not the time to confirm the result of the battle, Mars, who took two steps back, turned around and walked towards the exit of the bedroom.

Mars, you better hurry up, I saw an acquaintance of yours appearing not far from the main entrance on the security monitoring screen.

"Who." Mars picked up his satchel in the corridor as he walked towards the back door.

· Lin Yunsu, the lady who gave you the best bowl of noodles according to what you said, she came here with fifteen police officers in full armor.

Mars raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the deep cooperation between them is greater than we believed."

This is not part of Mars' assassination plan. In Mars' plan, the police shouldn't have come so early... But it's also good that the police are here to collect the body now, so they can tidy up Mr. Touma's appearance while it's hot. Let his death not be so hideous.

·Yes, let's go quickly.

Meng Zou walked towards the vase he was thinking about while talking.

Not to be outdone, Mars cut open the frame of a painting in the corridor with a knife, rolled up the oil painting and put it into the painting bucket he found in the storage room, and covered it.

Meng Zou had already taken away all the wallets at this time: "Hurry up, they have finished checking the news."

"Come and do me a favor." Mars opened the dark cabinet, and together with Meng Zou, put all the southern Thai dollars in the cabinet into the bag with a luggage bag. As for the money from the four islands and the peninsula, this paper is not enough to scrape your butt. It's hard, let's save it for Mr. Touma when he goes to hell.

When the police came over, Mars and Meng Zou had already picked up the vase on the carpet, Mars pushed open the back door, waited for Meng Zou to get out, and then took it with him.

Picking up the umbrella from the grass, Meng Zou had already turned over the wall when the front door was knocked. With the effective built-in cooling engine mechanism, there is no heat dissipation vent and it will not attract the prying eyes of the infrared alarm mechanism. Meng Zou helped Mars confirm The security outside the wall, so Mars opened the secret door and walked into the rain.

Of course, that lovely vase was not forgotten.

When he was going out, he heard a knock on the door that turned into a slamming sound, and there were voices saying to go around to the other side.

Mars took the secret door, looked at both sides of the street, and after confirming that it was safe, walked to the opposite side of the street. This time, the advertising machine on the roadside turned a blind eye to its high-quality customers because of Meng Zou's interference.

At the same time, Mars heard the sound of the back door being pushed open—Mars didn't lock the back door, so the police gentlemen couldn't let the policemen try their best to kick the door in.

With the high-quality character that a good citizen should have, Mars, who avoided the water accumulation, walked into the alley, passed through the alley with serious water accumulation, and drilled out from the exit of the block on the other side, changing his coat color Mars now has a head of yellow hair, wears plain glasses, and with a scar on his face, he heard the roar of a police car.

Standing on the inner side of the sidewalk, watching the police cars rush past with their owners and bring up the stagnant water on the side of the road, I put the good things in my hand into the car I came over, holding a bunch of Grilled sausages bought in unmanned stores, Mars and his assistants began to supplement the calories needed by the Pansio cat people.

It's a pity Ms. Lin, I think this is another long night destined to be sleepless.

The rain gradually subsided, Mars and Meng Zou finished eating, threw the bamboo sticks in their hands into the trash can, got into the car, Mars tore off the disposable film gloves on his hand, and handed it to Meng Zou for disposal .

The code to go home was then entered into the autopilot.

In the evening, Mr. Touma, I wish you and your younger brother a good result in your life talks.

(End of this chapter)