Son of the Tower

Chapter 332
The safe house of the Military Intelligence Bureau is in the residential building north of the flea market in the second residential area. Unlike the high towers that choose small isolated buildings, the Military Intelligence Bureau prefers the sense of chaos of "big hermit hidden in the city". They will receive their communication waves The device and the civil signal receiver are arranged together.

In southern Thailand, this is a seamless approach, but unfortunately no one will be your crowd here.

In the flea market, someone was selling roast rat meat, and someone was selling all kinds of small objects. While Mars was muttering who would have such small objects, he walked past buyers and sellers who were selling powder in the corridor. .

Old buildings, broken floor tiles, street lamps with broken lampshades, and excrement from unknown sources, this city has a smell that Mars doesn't even know how to describe.

Letting the overworked bastard, Mars walked up the steps. In the open door on the second floor, the woman leaning on the door was looking at the world, maybe waiting for potential customers that might exist.

When Mars walked through the door, he glanced in and found a half-grown child dragging a naked corpse into the hole opened in the corner.

Then Mars thinks about the kebab shop downstairs and can't help but applaud the people in this world who are struggling to survive.

On the third floor, the door of the safe house was locked, and the surveillance probe on the door was working.

It is different from human beings, ignoring the existence of blindfold, when Mars appeared, it 'looked' in the direction of Mars.

At the same time, Meng Zou began to work, and with the help of the lens on Mars' glasses, he began to hack into the security bureau's system.

Of course, Meng Zou didn't forget to ask Mars what he thought of the scene just now.

"I think so, in order to survive in this sinful city, sometimes people will become like animals, and the moral bottom line will become very flexible." Having said that, Mars leaned against the guardrail, Looking at the night scene in front of him, Mars sighed: "There is no one alive in the safe house."

"But I heard voices inside, and I'll be able to unlock the door of the safe house soon." Meng Zou didn't think that Mars could know the door of the safe house with his back turned.

"If I were you, I would analyze the sound more carefully. Don't open the door now. I'll just go in through the window." After finishing speaking, Mars jumped onto the guardrail, then opened the window of the safe house not far away with psychic power, and then jumped went in.

"I have controlled the lighting system, turn on the lights."

"Turn on the light." Mars said as he took out a small one-piece silencer pistol from the holster behind his waist. This small pistol that uses 1.3mm bullets is suitable for small life, but Mars wants to use a large pistol. , but that kind of gun is not so much hidden behind Mars's [-] meters behind, as it is carried on his back... So, let's accept fate.

The TV was still playing in the living room, and the rustling sound was like something was rubbing against the floor. Mars walked to the door, reached out and grabbed the skinless living sacrifice squatting on the ground by the back of the neck, and squeezed its The neck was directly twisted.

When it fell, the silenced pistol in Mars's hand had finished its work, and the monsters who were eating around the half corpse died unexpectedly.

"Living sacrifice, the one in front of the computer is the same." There was a trill in Meng Zou's voice: "These lunatics! How dare you deal with the people of southern Thailand like this!"

"That one is not, that is a poor man whose mind has been bound." Mars ignored the figure sitting in front of the response system, but studied several living sacrifices: "Five living sacrifices, There are adults and cubs, they should be locals... The question is, how did they appear quietly on the third floor instead of killing people downstairs."

"Mars, think about it." The mentor's voice joined the channel.

"This should be the family downstairs. The woman we met on the second floor just now looks like a woman who has fallen into dust, but now that I think about it, she doesn't look like a poor person who is ready to work casually." When Mars said this, he walked in front of the human body who was sitting in front of the promise system and was mechanically repeating that there was no abnormality.I saw that his two eye sockets had grown root-like flesh and blood, which was a manifestation of being manipulated by some kind of chaotic creature.

But again, he was alive, so Mars heard his soul whispering.

·help me……

He said so.

"The person who manipulated it is not far away." After finishing speaking, Mars turned his head and looked outside the door. Someone was unlocking it, cursing and using the local dialect of the archipelago.

When the door was opened, the half-sized man who was still stuffing the corpse just now walked in. The moment he saw Mars, the light in his eyes disappeared.

At the same time, Mars shot the last bullet in the pistol into the head of the controlled poor man-he was hopeless, and death was the only rite of escape.

"Who was the corpse you threw just now?" Mars walked towards the door, motioning for the half-grown man to follow, and asked him questions.

"The benefactor of the bitch on the second floor, he didn't know that she and her family were dead." His answer was concise and powerful, and it also confirmed Mars' conjecture.

"Why did you attack the safe house of the Southern Thai Military Intelligence Bureau?" Mars came to the door and turned to look at this kid.

"In order to avoid being discovered by the southerners of our ceremony, the ritual of awakening the true god must not be profaned." The half-sized boy showed a ferocious face, which was a manifestation of resistance. He was worthy of being a believer of the evil god of chaos. It means that someone wants to get this kid out of Mars' control.

It's a pity that this evil god is too weak, Mars couldn't help laughing: "The last question, who is downstairs."

"My mother, the priest who brought me into the god religion." He replied.

Mars walked towards the steps leading downstairs, and the half-grown man struggled towards the guardrail.

Mars changed a magazine in the corridor, went downstairs and covered the woman's mouth, and pulled the trigger on the naked girl in the room. surface.

Kicking the deformed woman in front of him to the wall, Mars reached out and grabbed the head of the girl who was struggling with the distortion. His spiritual power squeezed the black head that was deforming into an exoskeleton into the size of a handle, and then Mars whipped hard, and the freshly baked chaotic bone whip whizzed and whipped on the crying woman's head, directly splitting its twisted body in two.

Throwing away the dirty thing in his hand, and igniting it directly with spiritual energy, Mars turned around and looked at the Durins who were held in mid-air by spiritual energy. The latter did not expect Mars' strength at all.

"Now I have a question for you." Mars smiled and stretched out his hand, then tugged hard.

A spirit body was ripped from the Durinian by Mars.

"Where is your altar?" Mars asked.

"You are a devil! You are a devil! The master of the god religion will kill you to avenge us!" The soul was crying, wailing, and shedding tears of blood.

Mars froze for a moment, then laughed until tears came out.

At the same time, he mastered everything about this soul with psionic power.

·idiot!I am justice!Tell your secret now!
Mars roared in psychic whispers before the spirit.

(End of this chapter)