Abyss Express

[Part①·Damn dog]

"He still refuses to speak?"

It’s also Yangjiang Ferry, and it’s also the Police Department——

——The leader of the militia counted money until his fingers were on fire, hiding in his office and keeping a low profile.

In the interrogation room, two young men caught the veteran of the war group and beat him severely. This was the third interrogation session today. The blood fell on the floor and turned into a layer of sticky mud, like fire paint.

This old man is called Leo. He served in the Mister Fantastic Corps for thirty-four years. After retiring from the army, he became a construction supervisor of the Transportation Department.

This time when he was working for Anonymous Doe, the old man was prepared to do everything possible and sent his wife, daughter and family away in advance. He was the one who provided the ball crusher that killed Lisa Clausa.

He is not some super soldier with an iron will. He also feels pain and feels weak and scared due to his old body.

He suffered several cardiac arrests before and after he was waterboarded, and the cramping and suffocation of the cardiopulmonary system tormented him, making the gray-haired soldier contemplate surrender.

He couldn't sleep, and three people took turns to slap him. When he was extremely weak, he thought about letting go, and wanted Dongfang Hao to experience this hell.

He was castrated and then cured with White Lady products.

But he still didn't say anything——

——Grandpa Leo thought.

Dongfang Hao also lost his son, he should be like me, he will hate the white shark to the bone, if this kind of hatred can overcome the pain, I should continue to hate the enemy, not my comrades in arms.

If you want to survive, you will have a chance to take revenge. These militiamen haven't taken my life yet, they should ask me to take the initiative.

"Old man!" The young man in charge of interrogating Leo patted the veteran's face. "Wake up. Have you remembered anything?"

Leo's hands were hanging from the electric fan, his consciousness was blurred and his face was covered with blood. When the young man stretched out his palm, he immediately wanted to bite off one or two fingers, but this kind of action couldn't be done—he lost All the strength.

"I" Leo breathed heavily, with hot mist coming out of his body: "I don't know what you are asking? What did you remember? What?"

The interrogator looked at the executioner——

"——Can you still fight?"

The executioner was younger. He shook his hands and squatted down on his knees. After a while, he went to the sink to clean the blood on his fingers, but he couldn't hit him anymore.

"Okay!" The interrogator took off his gloves and prepared to do it himself, "You are awesome! Leo Lekberg!"

Grandpa Leo raised his head slightly, his eyelids drooping. He felt very tired and would fall asleep at any time——

——He kept smiling at the young and energetic militiaman.

"Hehehehehahahahahahaha!"

The interrogator took out the torture tools from his pocket and took out the pliers: "Can you still laugh?! How about I perform another set of tooth extraction operations on you?"

Leo: "Come on."

The interrogator was a little apprehensive, like facing a tiger in a cage. Even though Leo Lakeborg had lost all resistance, his murderous eyes were still so bright.

Generally speaking, captives who have been tortured will start to beg for mercy, and if they can't get relief after begging for mercy, they will start to seek death until their will to survive falls to freezing point, and their eyes will no longer see any brilliance. Freedom from pain.

"You fucking."

The interrogator used shouting and scolding to embolden him, but he was still complaining in his heart.

"Why didn't you tell me?! Why!"

The chief was counting money in the office, and the leader of the action team was sleeping in the air-conditioned room of the control room.

"As long as you speak! You can regain your freedom immediately! You can also serve the crime! As long as you speak——"

"——It was Wuming who ordered you to do this! It was Wuming's mistress! It was Dongfanghao who sent you a message! I want you to drive the fucking ball crusher and run to the scenic belt along the river! Cooperate with them to murder Lisa Klausar!"

"Is this difficult? Is this difficult? Move your mouth! Lower your head! Old man!"

Leo raised his eyelids and spat at the interrogator: "Don't you know everything? Why do you still need me to speak?"

"It's different!" The interrogator waved the pliers, feeling that Leo was unreasonable: "If you refuse to speak, how can you be sent to the witness seat? If you ask you to speak up and investigate with us, it's completely wrong. Two things! Two situations!"

Leo: "Take off your pants and fart"

The young man sitting in the control room was bored and still playing the violin——

——This boy is also a descendant of the war group. His father was lucky enough to go to the fire department. My grandfather fought in World War II. When he arrived in the underground world, he was directly promoted to a consultant and was not classified as a combatant.

"Boss, I don't quite understand either."

The third generation soldier said lazily.

"Since President Joshua knows who did it, why do we continue to abuse Grandpa Leo? Why don't we just go and arrest him? In Lieyangbao, the president doesn't want to kill anyone. Who are you going to kill? He gives the order, what process is there to talk about?"

The team leader in charge of the interrogation walked up to Bing Sandai, sealed the oil paper bag containing money on the table, and stuffed it into the desk to prevent unrelated colleagues from seeing it.

"It's different."

Three generations of soldiers: "What's different? Aren't they all the same? We'll take the evidence to arrest, and sue Anonymous's mistress for intentional murder? This charge is simply too ridiculous, and when the time comes, it won't be a frontal fight - call the cousin to go Catching is also a fight. Is there any difference?"

The team leader patted the three generations of soldiers on the head: "Be sober! If Leo doesn't speak up, how can I get money? What does the president of the White Shark Society want?!——"

"——It's respect! It's surrender!"

"It's remorse from the heart, it's Leo Lakeborg kneeling down with tears in his eyes to admit his mistake!"

"What do you think we are doing? Supporting justice? We are in the service industry! Children!"

"Otherwise, do you really want to arrest criminals to earn wages? Compete with Anonymous for performance?"

"Do you have this ability? Huh?"

"The key point is his attitude. Do you understand his attitude? Attitude!"

"I'll have a little temper with your girlfriend every day, and then I'll have an [attitude] with you."

Bing Sandai immediately understood: "Oh! But President Joshua is not my girlfriend."

The team leader didn't know what to say, so he rolled his eyes.

Three generations of soldiers thought about it, and said——

"——Does President Joshua consider Leo his boyfriend?! It's so damn exciting!"

Team leader: "I really should find a psychiatrist for you. Your madness index is too high!"

The third generation of soldiers ignored it, and continued to play the violin in the monitoring room. Facing the reprimand of the team leader, he was confident. Anyway, he was covered by an old man who worked in the fire department. Where could he be?

"Team leader, my grandfather is wise and powerful, and my father saves people from fire and water. When I come here, besides playing the piano, I can only raise dogs. If I'm put in the militia, I can't do it well." work!~"

"Did you mention the dog thing?!" When the team leader heard [dog], he was immediately frightened.

He held the two armrests of the office chair, came to the third generation of soldiers, and spoke earnestly.

"Do you know! More than a hundred lives were lost in Wulong City! All because of a dog! Just because of a damn dog!"

"The gunsmith's wife is wandering around our territory! If you still dare to mention her sad things, don't drag me along as a scapegoat on the way to hell!"

Bing Sandai kept nodding, he was frightened.

In the interrogation room, Leo was still being tortured. Just as the team leader was making coffee with peace of mind, the militia captain was hiding in the office on the third floor to molest the female assistant.

There were ripples in the coffee cup, as if something had happened.

[Part② Happy Saw People]

In addition to Lisa Krausa, there are four local militia groups in Sunkeep.

This place is the entry and exit point for gold mines, and there are important water transportation towns nearby. Although it is not as large as the population of Mimir Hot Spring Market, Guangling alone cannot control it.

The militia that held Leo Lakeborg captive was called the Black Keys—the black keys on the piano.

These militiamen are mixed in black and white, maintaining community law and order while also doing intelligence business. Now they work for the White Shark Society. Although they are not as blatantly illegal and criminal as the War Gang, they are not much better.

These scumbags tortured "prisoners" for the White Shark Society to extract confessions, investigated and dealt with the White Shark Society's competitors, and shut down some disobedient self-employed businesses.

There are three heads of the black key, all of them are hybrid beasts.

Immortal Huli sits firmly in the head of the family, obsessed with women playing with his secretary in the office on the third floor. It was also rumored that he was the illegitimate son of Ao Ruan Ming De, who possessed extraordinary combat power by relying on the blood of animals.

Yangli Daxian holds the position of an accountant and received the favor of the great master. From then on, his ability to calculate abacus with a pair of sheep's hooves and his mind became more and more powerful, and he fought his way through many pheasant militia groups.

As for the third child?

You may think that the third child is the Great Immortal of Luli, but it is not.

Luli Daxian used to be the second-in-command of Huli Daxian. When the three brothers were in poverty, he was eaten as food. Now the person who takes Luli Daxian's position is the general secretary of the Black Key Militia, that is, Tiantian and The woman that Huli Daxian was lingering in the office.

At this moment, the sudden feeling of pushing back awakened Huli Daxian——

——He staggered, fell off the chair, hit the floor violently, and felt the whole building tremble.

The secretary who was sitting in his arms also fell heavily.

"Ouch! ~ Take it easy! ~ It hurts me to death!"

Judging from this accent, the secretary should be a naughty girl. Let’s call her a naughty girl for now. It’s not that I’m useless in naming her. A woman like this who can’t find character traits, is bad and has no focus, maybe in a few years. After a hundred words, I will go to hell. I don't think I need to waste too much ink on her.

Let's see Huli Daxian get up in disgrace, with a sad face——

——The secretary doesn't have much holy blood in his body, but the Huli Daxian, who is a hybrid of a disaster beast, is different.

Clipper: "Boss! ~ Is it an earthquake?"

Immortal Huli's furry paws tore through the carpet, and he managed to use his strength to get up.

"No, no, no! No, no! No!"

Clipper: "Why are you panicking! The sky is falling and President Joshua is holding it up!"

Huli Daxian panted heavily, and threw the one-step skirt to the secretary——

——These five big and three thick men with the power of the Calamity Beast looked at the thermos.

The water bottle kept emitting circles of ripples, almost freezing! This is a terrifying psionic energy tide!

The clipper finally put on the skirt and finally looked decent. He clung to the leader again and comforted the leader with good intentions.

"Don't worry, President Joshua sent his cousin from the war gang to protect us. Are you afraid? Are you afraid that the Anonymous will come to your door?"

Immortal Huli: "Yes"

The Clamp Man smiled and said: "Oh! My good husband!~ It's different this time!~ That cousin also has a master of summoning soul power. In order to make Leo Lakeborg bow his head and admit his mistake, President Joshua But it took a lot of effort!"

Just listen to this charming voice, just like the names of dishes from several households, naming all the garrison personnel of the Black Key Militia Headquarters one by one.

"That veteran with great business ability is the human skin mask Prado."

"The psyker with the most powerful soul and the longest range, the Eye of Death Kong Fang."

"Brother Kane, who has cooperated with us for many years, is guarding the security post."

"Speaking of rising stars, the blood granting unit who awakened his soul power at the age of twenty-three, and the Double Red Stick of the White Robe Gang are also here!"

"Don't look at how miserable the five tigers of the war gang died. Look at these big figures with soul power! They are all here."

The clamp spirit crawled back to the leader and whispered.

"If Anonymous wants to be killed, we should start with them. It won't be our turn."

Huli Daxian stuck out his tongue. He couldn't sweat through his skin, so he could only stick out his tongue to dissipate heat and sweat. Hearing his little lover's words, he felt relieved again, but this sudden spiritual wave made him uneasy. Yes, call the front desk to confirm.

It took a long time to get through the phone——

"——Hello? Is demolition going on outside? Why is it always shaking?!"

"Hell———————o!"

On the other end of the phone, a long-drawn greeting made Huli Daxian inexplicable.

You can hear all kinds of noises coming from the first floor, the sound of violins, and the strange thuds of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"The Third Generation of Soldiers?! Isn't this fucking kid in the control room?" Huli Great Immortal asked angrily: "Why did he go to the reception hall to play the piano?! I'm going to fire him!"

The call appears to have been passed to another person.

"Hello, sir!"

Huli Daxian immediately asked: "Who is on the first floor! Who are you?"

The person on the phone replied: "I have some things to do, sir, where are you?"

Huli Daxian hung up the phone, feeling baffled.

"It's fucking weird."

He was sure that he had made the right call and that it was indeed the front desk of the Black Keys Militia reception desk.

In the lobby on the first floor. David Victor was still playing the violin, giving the two old friends a morale boost. He is not good at fighting.

Most of the cousins ​​stationed on the first floor, blood-granting monsters with soul power, have turned into dishes with their heads missing——

——After Zhengerbajing was cut into pieces, one side was grilled with acetylene using a high-temperature spray gun to prevent the mad butterfly epidemic from spreading.

Jack Martin grabbed the phone and complained to Wen Bucai.

"I told you! Don't fucking talk nonsense! What if one or two escape?!"

Wen Bucai raised his hands: "I know where he is! It's on the third floor! The third floor!"

Jack Martin: "You know why you're still answering the phone? There's so much going on!"

Wen Bucai curled his lips: "I was passing by someone's door and heard them-"

Having said this, Wen Bucai immediately made strange gestures, then straightened up and twisted his waist, shaking his hips violently in response to Victor's intense piano music.

"——So I feel it's inconvenient and quite embarrassing."

Jack immediately lowered his head: "Oh! Oh. It's really embarrassing."

At this moment, a huge sheep-headed monster broke in outside the door, almost four meters tall.

"Not completely dead?" Jack turned his head and glanced, his face became very ugly: "It seems that he has become an apostle!"

Wen Bucai patted the old man on the shoulder and was about to go up and beat the monster: "Oh my, my, the ingredients were not handled properly. You continue to investigate, and if anything happens, call me!"

Victor moved around, swaying left and right in the hall, like a rootless leaf, all the while showing off his artistic talent and playing the violin.

I saw Mr. Wen Bucai fighting with the apostle Yang Li Daxian. The monster was beaten to pieces by the [Drunken Maniac]. The sonic boom and shock wave from the fists reverberated in the corridors.

Jack Martin was going to search the house on the third floor and complained before leaving.

"Victor! Are you just looking at it like this!?"

Victor closed his eyes and was completely immersed in the music——

——He ducked to avoid the flying sheep-headed monster. The corpse of the sheep-headed monster smashed the plaque in the reception hall to pieces, and the four golden characters "Justice Enforcement" were blown into powder.

"Do you think I'm useless?"

Victor asked in a stern voice. Before playing the next song, he held the bow and pointed it at Jack Martin's nose.

"Ugly thing! I have been boosting your morale! Do I have to be criticized by you for doing this?!"

Jack Martin covered his forehead, and part of his body had turned into dust in the form of an evil spirit. He was going elsewhere to rescue Leo Lakeborg——

"——How come this guy can still be lazy without any shame, in a serious and righteous manner after so many years?!"

At the security post, Wen Bucai was riding on an opponent who suddenly pretended to be dead, punching him while giving a perfunctory response.

"Yes, yes! Yes! Good job!"

[Drunk Maniac] took the time to float over and snatch Jack Martin's meat saw knife away.

Jack shouted in panic before disappearing: "That's mine! Hey!"

Wen Bucai raised the saw blade and thought in his mind that this little toy wouldn't live long.

"I'm so touched! The power is coming up!"