Abyss Express

[Part①·Say it again]

The flames spread from the bed to the roof, and the fire became more and more intense.

Victor rushed out of the room with Ms. Violet in his arms, leaving the stupid girl with a stupid face outside the side door of the camp——

——The tail of Hell Highway had just left her body, the Magic Arrow of Hearts had finished writing all the stories, and Violet regained her consciousness.

She slapped her cheeks and finally came to her senses. She saw the slender and fragile Mr. Victor, who seemed to want to enter the fire scene.

"Victor!"

She was no longer Violet Heinz. With a new name and a new life experience, a new life is about to begin.

The story goes like this: She came from the Golden Theater in Vienna and was a famous local singer. She came to this hot land to tour with David Victor.

She loves her career and everyone who is willing to listen to her singing.

But by chance, she was caught by the kidnappers in Sloth Town, who used her as a cash cow. She was trapped in this dark circus and became a canary in a cage.

Her new name is Selena, Selena Clara.

He has no parents, no relatives and friends, he just hopes that his singing can spread throughout the American continent and bring joy and happiness to people.

Victor and two other friends teamed up to rescue her, and now she has to find a way to escape from this hell on earth!

"Victor!" Ms. Spider only had two legs left and could not catch up with David no matter what: "What are you going to do!"

"Selena!" Mr. David kept silent about Violet's past and was full of lies: "I don't have time to get the doctor's bag! The diary is still in your dressing room. There are too many things that are difficult to let go of. Things are still in the fire."

"You will die! You are just a little writer! How can you fight with bandits?" Ms. Selina covered her mouth and quickly avoided the falling wood from the tent roof and the scorching fire: "Victor"

"If you want to pursue the truth, you must have the courage to pull chestnuts out of the fire. My friends are still waiting for me! I feel it! Thank you too! You made me realize how precious this sincere friendship is." David Victor in Concentrated As he walked farther and farther into the smoke, his eyes became brighter and brighter - Wen Bucai's iron palm and steel fist made him strong-willed, and Little Jack's adoration and expectation made him feel tortured. These indelible marks shaped his body. Brilliant aura.

"Selena! I can only send you here! May you have the ability to escape from here, and may the goddess of luck protect you!"

"Victor" Selina Klarna hid her face in tears. She heard the noisy sound of gongs and drums in the town, and knew that she had to wave goodbye to this passer-by in her life: "Victor!"

No one responded to her, and a small horse with its tail on fire rushed out of the stable. She finally gave up, came back to life, jumped on the horse, grabbed Mr. Victor's coat, and rushed out of the prison.

The golden-haired slut reopened the door to the fire scene. He grabbed the doctor's bag, took the blackened diary, jumped and ran all the way from the backstage of the dressing room, and rushed across the stage of the bar whore shop, running faster than the flames!

He rolled over the wine table, then opened the door and entered the long, narrow and dark corridor, returning to the human zoo.

"Hell's Highway!"

The power of the soul flew away, and just lightly knocked on the iron cage. The humans and beasts that were flying on the ground that day surged out and ran towards various passages and fled!

Victor jumped over the twisting guardrails, then went to the shooting range to collect bullets and weapons. He found the casino door and slammed in. He saw Wen Bucai covering his bleeding eye sockets and letting out a heartbreaking scream of pain. Call.

"Like an injured tiger!" David Victor started to draw while holding the diary. The flames had just completely extinguished on this explosive golden retriever. There was fire in his eyes, and he savored this obscure and gray psychic energy carefully, and tasted the pheromones. The pain and hatred in it.

"Get away! Damn it!" Wen Bucai lost one eye and couldn't see clearly who was coming from the direction of the door. He pointed the gun at it and yelled: "Get away! Leave me alone." Be clean."

"Please"

"Please."

"Stop prying into my heart."

After saying these words, Wen Bucai identified Victor's identity from the familiar psychic tide.

He remembered this warm aura. When he first met David, it was as if his skull was broken and his brain tissue was exposed in front of this strange blond man! This made him panic and confused him!

"Vincent! Stand up!" Victor tore off the diary and could see the weak and decadent Wencai huddled in the corner sobbing in the background of the gaming table on the diary paper.

He is like a cracked flower that is about to wither completely.

His heart was broken into ten thousand pieces, and it seemed that he could never forgive himself.

He looked haggard, as if he were dozens of years older.

When Wen Bucai saw his appearance clearly, it was almost unbelievable. He seemed to have lost all his power. Not only was his soul power betraying him, but his young body had also disappeared!

The red peach magic arrow penetrated his heart. Wen Bucai was defenseless and just wanted to open fire and kill this ignorant golden-haired weirdo.

"I won't allow it! Never! Never allow you to kill me with Jack Martin's gun!" Victor chanted the spell.

Only then did Wen Bucai realize that the Remington revolver in his hand still belonged to Jack. He was already dizzy and a more useful weapon was at hand.

"Make a choice!" Victor was still writing in his diary: "Vincent! Make a choice!"

"Use that exquisite Walker you have! Break my head?!"

"Or stand up! Stand up!?"

"I can't believe that these fists once knocked me to the ground! They left me with teeth all over the floor! The resentment and anger coming from the knuckles all represent that this person has a strong will and determination."

"In order to protect Jack Martin and interfere with my business of collecting information, he did not hesitate to press me on the oak floor on the top floor of the hotel, allowing me to fully experience what friendship is and what silent care is."

"I have no grudges against the leader of Sloth Town in the past and today! I don't have that strong desire for revenge. Even the soul power in my body came from the sharp arrows in his hands as gifts!"

"But I cannot accept, forgive, or tolerate the evil deeds of this cruel thug!"

"Vincent! You can't lose any more!"

A page of the diary floated down. It was a freeze-frame scene of Wen Bucai and Victor fighting each other, with blood splattering and teeth falling apart.

Another page of the diary flew into Wen Bucai's hands. It was a frozen scene of Jack Martin sitting cross-legged next to Dolly's body, reaching out for barbecue.

"Victor" Wen Bucai drooped his eyelids. Only then did he realize what he had done. He actually pointed the gun at his partner - he could hardly restrain the self-destructive desire in his heart, as if he was completely caught by the claws of the quagmire. If you lose your body, you will be dragged into hell.

"I have seen many people in prison." Victor stretched out his hand, and the magic arrow of hearts left the man's heart and turned into the red-skinned devil's tail again: "That is a failure that makes life difficult to continue, and one feels ashamed and unable to survive. There are also unrepentant scumbags - Vincent, in this lawless and hot land, no one will judge you. "

"But before you judge yourself, you must take this path. You are not alone! A warrior should never be alone!"

[Part②·He is the person who can be my mother]

"Idiot! What on earth are you thinking?!" The big leader was dizzy, and his eardrums were pierced by the explosive smoke from his mouth, and he suffered the same damage as Jack Martin.

"I really deserve to die! Bastard!" Jack's heart was broken, and he could hardly accept this fact. "How do you want me to face all this?!"

He wanted to continue stuffing bullets into the barrel of the gun, but the spirit body did not obey his orders. There is always a dense and tough steel wire fastening the closure of the ammunition bag, and his soul power is protecting him.

The gunshot wound on Big Head's abdomen gradually healed, and he slowly recovered under the influence of Mrs. Bai's products.

The first thing the gangster leader did when he got up was to cut off his index finger. Soul Power split the finger into two halves. Little Jack's palm suddenly bled profusely and he was tingling in pain.

"If you're afraid of pain, just cooperate! Jack!" The big boss stepped on Jack's chest aggressively, asking the clone to lie down obediently: "Your soul power doesn't even allow you to die - it's protecting us! Your soul is afraid Death, resist death, this is what I give you, you can't refuse it!"

There was a strange noise from the theater auditorium, and the door was knocked open by Victor.

The big boss's face changed drastically, he quickly put on a mask and wig, and took the gun from Jack's hand.

"Bang!--"

The bullets collide and shatter in the air!

Wen Bucai's gun was on fire, but he didn't call for the power of the soul. He was not sure whether the ghost, which was not working at all, was reliable at this moment, so he had to use his amazing hand-eye coordination ability to intercept the warhead!

"Bang!--"

"Bang!--"

"Bang!--"

"Bang!--"

"Bang!--"

After all the bullets were fired, the fragments left a sweet smell of iron in the air. The two sharpshooters could barely stop thinking about fighting. They retreated repeatedly between reloading bullets, shocked by Wen Bucai's incredible shooting skills.

"What kind of freak are you?"

He said harsh words and tapped the floor of the stage with his heels, and the whole theater was immediately split into two!

Jumping down from this huge gap, the big boss took away the gold arrow from Jack Martin's arms. He had no desire to fight, but fled quickly. There were no more bullets to deal with these warriors with divine power. .

Wen Bucai wanted to catch up, but saw that the wounds and cracks on the theater ceiling were healed as before, the space was shaking and hot wind was stirring, and a scorching flame came from the ceiling, and the fire was about to spread here!

"Take Jack with you! We have to escape!" Victor crossed the stacks of seats in the auditorium and threw Mrs. Bai's powder into Wen Bucai's arms. He was going to find a way out.

Wen Bucai ran to the center of the stage and was shocked when he saw Ms. Wonka's body.

What kind of terrifying soul power can cut humans in half? It seemed like flesh and blood were separated in an instant! Even the cuts on the bones and brain are so smooth

"Jack."

"Why is this happening?" Jack Martin stood up and slowly knelt on the stage. He grabbed Vincent's arm: "Why did it happen like this?"

"Vincent? Why?"

He had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and there was dull pain from an old wound in his abdomen.

The shattered eardrum had just healed, and there was still strong tinnitus in my head.

He pulled off the five-pointed star badge and threw the police officer's ID card out!

"Vincent! This is all my fault!"

Wen Bucai didn't know the cause and effect, he just felt that this young man was unreasonable.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's me! It's all because of me!" Jack Martinton felt desperate. "If I hadn't come to the United States! There wouldn't be this beast! He's me!"

"He's another me!"

A few words can't explain all this clearly, time is too urgent!

Victor couldn't find a way out of the dressing room, so he looked for the door again. As soon as he opened the door, the hot air flow met the oxygen in the closed environment, and an explosion occurred!

He was blown over by the flames and fell into the auditorium. His chair was broken, and sawdust stabbed into his arms and into the soft skin of his face.

He got up with blood on his face, slowly crawled back to the stage, pulled out the thorns, stood up again, and found the police badge.

"Ranger"

Jack Martin was frightened and frightened. He just hoped that Mr. Victor would not peek into his heart and discover these secrets!

That was his most admired idol, a teacher who could not be deceived or coaxed in his life. He had countless dreams in his youth, most of which were inspired by Mr. Victor's knight errant stories.

"Mr. Victor, Victor, don't look at me like that."

"We seem to have no way to escape! Do you have any ideas?" Victor said with fierce words and anger: "Jack Martin is the best at escaping! I need your help."

"Hey!~" Jack burst into tears all of a sudden. He couldn't bear this kind of mental pressure. He felt that the words coming out of David Victor's mouth seemed to have a kind of magic, almost melting his guilt and resentment——

"——Let me die here."

"Teacher Victor, let me die here."

Tears kept pouring out of the eighteen-year-old boy's face.

"What if you don't even know?!" Victor patted Jack on the shoulder: "That would be terrible! Jack Martin, the most survivable and most powerful escape expert among us is you!"

"I don't know. I don't know." Jack shook his head and wanted to take all the secrets into the coffin, but if he did this

"If this continues, both of us will probably die in this museum of curiosities." Victor pinned the police badge on Jack's chest again, suddenly turning from worry to joy.

He laughed loudly, as if letting everything go.

"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

Jack felt unreasonable: "What are you laughing at! Mr. Victor?"

"It's really good! This story is really good! It's a pity that it doesn't have a good ending! It's really good!" Victor saw the lights getting closer and closer to the auditorium: "It's great to meet you two in my life! Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!”

Jack was almost filled with courage——

——His body moved before his brain, pulling this crazy writer into the secret passage!

He originally wanted to be done with it, maybe the flames could kill him! What bullets cannot do, flames can do.

As long as he dies, the big leader will also disappear! This will all end!

But

But we must not let Victor die here! That’s not possible! Vincent can't die here either!

Jack Martin! You selfish devil! Get moving! Go forward!

"Where are you taking me?! Jack!" Victor was quite surprised.

Jack was anxious and angry, dragging the teacher forward: "Why can you give up your life so easily? Mr. Victor? I don't understand! I don't understand! What are you happy about? What are you laughing at! Why!"

Victor grabbed Wen Bucai's hand, and the three of them went into the secret passage together to open the exit and return to the casino.

"Ah! You found the answer! Jack! As expected of you!"