Heritage foundry

Chapter 60 Night Slaughter

At night, Zhou Mo began to pack the wine utensils and prepared to leave.

Seeing Zhou Mo's movements, a bartender secretly gave the waiter at the door a look, and the waiter at the door nodded unobtrusively.

Zhou Mo packed up the last mixing glass, smiled at the succeeding bartender, changed his clothes, and left the Golden Eagle Tavern.

Walking on the bustling street in the evening, Zhou Mo got mixed into the crowd, and one or more vague, changing sights kept sticking to Zhou Mo.

If Zhou Mo hadn't known that the Wild Boar Gang was watching him long ago, and had paid attention to it, it would have been hard to notice these mixed in pedestrians, in shops on the street, or even at the door of secret prostitutes|prostitutes.

Zhou Mo wanted to try the skills of the Wild Boar Gang, and kept walking on the busy street, even if he went around far, he turned a blind eye to the shortcuts on both sides.

After passing two sparsely populated paths, the Wild Boar Gang couldn't bear it any longer. After a while, the fat man stumbled over from behind Zhou Mo.

"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, Your Excellency Zhou Mo!" The fat man's voice was panting. If it wasn't for Zhou Mo, who would have known that this fat man with a fat body like a pig, a simple and thick face, and wretched eyes was actually a black iron being!
Zhou Mo stopped, turned around, and saw the fat man with his belly drooping, the sackcloth on his body couldn't cover the fat all over his body, as if his whole body was shaking, his hands were holding his knees with difficulty, and he was gasping for breath with a flushed face.

The smile in Zhou Mo's black eyes flashed, and the acting skills of the fat man Guangping were better than most of the agents in the Military Intelligence Bureau.

"Huh? It's you. I'm going to Nice Manor. Why are you here? I, Zhou Mo, can't be a noble baron and send someone to pick me up!"

With a look of surprise, and a well-hidden trace of flattery, Zhou Mo's acting skills are not bad either.If Zhou Mo is really just an ordinary bartender, then the nobleman spends money to hire him as a bartender to give him face, and it is enough to send someone to notify and send money. It is impossible to send someone to invite him.

The fat man waved his hands again and again, pointing at his violently heaving chest, and motioned Zhou Mo to wait for him to take a breath before speaking.

Zhou Mo stood a step in front of the fat man, waiting for the fat man to breathe evenly.

Seeing that Zhou Mo was not in a hurry, the fat man became anxious, and his haste revealed his flaws. His violent panting quickly recovered, and the flush on his face also recovered very quickly.

Zhou Mo squeezed the time, and the fat man went from shortness of breath due to strenuous exercise to returning to normal breathing state, which was twice as fast as the limit time of ordinary people.

He shook his head slightly in his heart, after all he was born at the bottom, hadn't seen much in the world, and tended to be impatient when things went wrong.

"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, it's your first time to go to Nice Manor, the younger one will naturally lead the way, otherwise the younger one will suffer a lot if it is too late, but I didn't expect to rush to the tavern, but you have already set off. , I'm really exhausted!"

The fat man's face was full of panic and complaints, his expression was completely the helplessness of a small person, Zhou Mo couldn't see any flaws at all.

He secretly praised Fatty's acting skills, Zhou Mo blinked his black eyes, and said with a polite smile:

"Is that so? Then go away, otherwise Zhou Mo will not be able to bear the pain of your flesh and blood."

Hearing this, the fat man smiled gratefully at Zhou Mo, as if he was really in a hurry, he didn't even bother to speak, so he walked ahead and led Zhou Mo into an alley.

The streets of Yingyang City are neat, but the alleys on both sides of the avenue are populated by ordinary people living on the ground floor. The noisy hawking noises became indistinct.

Zhou Mo felt that the rhythm of the fat man's footsteps began to change. From the rush at the beginning, he wished to fly to the Baron Nice's manor immediately, and it became heavy and slowed down.

If it was someone else, it might be that the fat man's physical strength was exhausted, so his pace slowed down, but Zhou Mo knew that he might be a member of the Wild Boar Gang, who was nearby.

Sure enough, after turning another corner, Zhou Mo suddenly saw more than a dozen figures in front of him, and there were dense footsteps behind him, turning his head slightly, and the back road was blocked.

The fat man paused, Zhou Mo naturally stopped, keeping a distance of two steps from the fat man.

"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I walked this road quickly, afraid of being punished, I forgot that there are the most robbers on this road, don't worry about me, run quickly, these robbers are the most ruthless, robbers After making money, we still have to kill and mutilate corpses, those of us who serve as retinues, there are always a few who have to be folded into their hands every year, I didn't expect it to be my turn today!"

The fat man approached Zhou Mo nervously, chattering in a trembling voice about the origins of those people who blocked the road.

Zhou Mo's mind seemed to be attracted by the fat man's words, and just as he opened his mouth to say something, under the dim light, a tiny black glow that was extremely difficult to detect stabbed at Zhou Mo's weakness.

Fatty's whole body turned into black iron, and his cumbersome fat body turned into a little giant like a cast of steel. His face was full of ferocity and ferocity, even though there was a simple and obscene expression on his face.

The right hand with slight mithril patterns, Wei Tan, grabbed the fat man's wrist holding the murder weapon, and the black iron spike stopped an inch in front of Zhou Mo's weakness, unable to move anymore.

Zhou Mo's left hand trembled slightly, and the palm was stabbed in his hand. His left hand seemed to just sway in front of the fat man. The fat man's body, which was made of black iron, suddenly had a bloodstain from the throat to the lower abdomen.

"Don't move, or the internal organs will flow out, and you will be hopeless!"

The fat man maintained black iron all over his body, but there were beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and a pair of eyes that should have been wretched looked at Zhou Mo in shock.

He didn't dare to move, the fat man really didn't dare to move, he felt that there was only a thin membrane between his cut open chest and abdomen at this moment, as long as he made a little movement, the membrane was torn, such a big wound, the internal organs would be Squirted out by the intra-abdominal pressure, when the time comes, he will die and can't die anymore.

Wiping the blood-stained palm thorn on the clothes on the fat man's shoulders, a killing dagger appeared in Zhou Mo's right hand, with a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the crowd blocking the road.

In the dark night, in the dark alley, Zhou Mo danced alone, the killing dagger in his hand really lived up to the name of killing.

The heart and throat were only stabbed in these two places, including the five black iron beings, none of them were Zhou Mo's all-in-one enemy.

All they saw was a black Limang flashing past, a pain in the heart or throat, all the strength in the whole body spurted out along with the blood, and they fell limply to the ground.

Zhou Mo wielded the killing dagger in his hand, piercing the human body from various inconceivable angles. After he felt that the heart was pierced, the blood vessels were cut short, and the Qi veins were pierced, he didn't miss it, and moved on to the next target's body vitals.

The killing dagger stabbed 27 times, and there were 27 more corpses in the alley originally aimed at Zhou Mo, including five black iron lives and 22 quasi-black iron lives.

Zhou Moyi was not stained with blood, and had no wounds on his body. He seemed to be dancing solo under the moonlight.

Fatty's wounds hadn't fully healed yet, and he watched his brothers being killed as a joke by Zhou Mo, but he didn't dare to move a bit.

Zhou Mo walked up to the fat man, wiped off the blood on the killing dagger with the sackcloth on the fat man, patted the fat man's shoulder lightly, and said:
"It seems that you are a person who is afraid of death. It is good to be a person who is afraid of death. Only by being afraid of death can you live for a long time. Do you think so, Chief Cullen?"

Hearing Zhou Mo's whisper, the fat man's expression on his face, which was about to split apart, returned to calm, but a pair of medium-sized eyes showed a trace of real panic.

This sentence is what he often says. Every time he faces the survivors when dealing with some opponents, he always likes to say this. This is one of his few hobbies.

And Cullen is Fatty's real name. He has never used his real name since he came to Yingyang City from the countryside. Even the confidants in the gang only know him as Wild Boar, which is also the origin of the Wild Boar Gang's name.

But this Zhou Mo, the big fat sheep in their eyes, knew his details so well. The horror in Cullen's heart was beyond description. stand up.

"Take care of this, and then come to my residence, I think you would like to have a friendly talk with me!"

Leaving a plain sentence behind, Zhou Mo glanced at the 27 corpses that were bleeding continuously, then at the slowly healing wound on the fat man's chest and abdomen, and left alone.

After Zhou Mo walked for a long time, the blood line on the fat man's chest and abdomen disappeared, leaving only a layer of slightly blackened blood.

Gently twisting his body, he felt that the wounds on his chest and abdomen had indeed healed, and the fat man started to move.

The fat body was as nimble as a fox at this moment, and he tried to breathe on every corpse in the alley. After knowing that everyone was going to be stabbed, and no one survived, the fat man sat down on the bloody beach and remained silent for a long time. .

In the middle of the moon, the fat man had just regained his senses. He dug out a cigar from some corpse, lit it with a faint blue flame, and took a deep puff of the smoke with the smell of blood permeating it.

The lung capacity of Hei TieLife is comparable to that of others. The fat man inhaled calmly and for a long time, half of a cigar was swallowed by this breath.

Under the stimulation of the tobacco, the fat man's head was completely awake.

"It's numb! I kicked the iron plate, ruthless, really ruthless! My wild boar is not as ruthless as you!"

After murmuring a few words indistinctly, the fat man took out an iron whistle from his pocket and blew it a few times but there was no sound.

But after a while, several figures walked in the shadows and quickly came to the alley.

The corpses and blood in the alley made these people shudder, and they did not dare to enter. They watched quietly outside the alley and knew that Fatty's voice came out:
"Damn, why are you dawdling, come in quickly, this time you kicked the iron board!"

At this time, Zhou Mo had already walked to the house leisurely, standing at the door, Zhou Mo glanced at the door lock, the tiny dust traces made Zhou Mo frowned slightly, someone opened the door with a key and entered his house.

The house was provided by Longbottom-Noah through the channel of the Military Intelligence Bureau. There should be only one key in the entire Yingyang City, and it is in Zhou Mo's hands.

After pondering at the door for a while, Zhou Mo vaguely guessed who was in the house.

Opening the door, Zhou Mo keenly smelled a quiet feminine fragrance.

This smell is very familiar to Zhou Mo, but after entering the house, Zhou Mo found that the whole environment has become strange.

The original simple decoration and the original color of the room have now turned into a somewhat cool aqua blue tone, and all the furniture has been completely new. The only piece of furniture in the living room, the old sofa, has been replaced with pure white at this time, as if someone A luxury item made from wild animal fur.

On the fluffy sofa that looked very comfortable, there was a beautiful figure with her slender and beautiful legs bent, holding a thick parchment book for reading.

The lights are bright, and there are beautiful people. For some reason, Zhou Mo feels a warmth that he has never felt before.

"Qianshu, we meet again!"

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