Terra Hotline, crime simulator

The cold hall finally smelled of gunpowder smoke and blood. The group of intimidators who had been clamoring for revenge lay on the ground wailing like livestock, each one

All kinds of bodily fluids gathered into streams.

But more and more family soldiers are coming from all around, and rows of family magicians are standing on the crossbowman's body on the second floor. The spells in their hands are shining brightly, aiming at Richard. Virtue.

[Kill them all, Richard! ]

He took out a smoke bomb, pulled the tab, and threw it in the center of the hall. The next second, pungent smoke enveloped the surroundings. Thanks to the chicken head mask, Richard did not cover his mouth like the others, violently cough.

He took another pump-action shotgun from his back, followed the pained screams on the ground, and gave them a good kick.

"You killed my brother!! You madman! I'm going to kill you..."

boom--!

Click (load), Richard is like a demon coming out of hell, bringing painful death to those who see his chicken head mask from the fog of hell.

boom--!

They were cursing Richard, and those ugly Syracuse words became their last words. They put the muzzle of a gun to a man's chest, and then fired, using the corpse as a shield to target the second person. The individual fired again, fired one round, and then stuffed the second round into the barrel.

After all the NO.12-caliber bullets were fired, the smoke dispersed at this time. The entire hall on the first floor became a veritable hell scene, and rivers of blood were no longer an adjective.

[There is no kindness or mercy here. Killing is the only instinctive reaction from both sides. ]

Throw away the empty shotgun, get on the elevator, and start clearing out those annoying warlocks.

"Kill him! Follow my orders and use a wave of magic to beat him to a pulp!"

The eyes of the family warlocks had already been dyed red with anger. Warlocks from several major Volsini families gathered together. Their desire for revenge was unprecedentedly high. The cold-blooded murderer united them.

There are no longer conflicts between families at this moment. They all have a common goal:

Kill that man!

But when the elevators opened, the first thing they saw was a white light. Then, the blazing white light began to burn the corneas of the warlocks. It was the last death light they saw before they were alive.Skirt six "玖④⑨三'⑥一③五

It was just a flashbang, nothing more.

"He's right in front of us! Hurry and light him with magic!"

The purple magic ball was launched towards the last place in their memory, but unfortunately, they were destined to miss.

The katana was unsheathed. To be honest, Richard's kendo skills were terrible. A sharp long knife was no different from a wooden stick in his hand.

But the enemies in front of Richard were not swordsman masters, but a group of unarmed sorcerers covering their eyes.

[Have you ever played Fruit Ninja?Richard, let's assume that the more you chop up a human torso, the higher the score you'll get, so let's see if you can get a high score. ]

Lift it up, swing it down like a bat, and then chop it into pieces, one after another, connecting the group of warlocks in a straight line, and the corridor on the second floor is soon filled with scarlet.

"Cough cough cough..."

puff-

After cutting down the last person, his heart suddenly trembled violently, and Richard's pupils dilated a little. The sudden pain in his heart made him half-kneel on the ground with difficulty, using his samurai sword to support the ground.

"Whoosh..."

[This damn ore disease affects the lungs first, and then it’s the heart’s turn. You feel like your heart is like a rusty gear. Every time it pumps blood up and down your body, it gets stuck.]

[But we can't rest now, stand up quickly and load the submachine gun. We have to kill them layer by layer. ]

Chapter 33 Damage ([-])

tick-

Blood dripped down the handle of the katana, and sweat soaked Richard's mask, making his eyes a little blurry under the mask.

Plop...Plop...Plop...Plop...

Along with the strong tinnitus, my heart began to beat abnormally, and I felt a sweet smell coming from my throat. After a violent cough, thick blood was spat out into my headgear.

How many people have you killed already?

This number probably has no meaning anymore. The magazines of the two submachine guns have been emptied, and the only weapons left on him are a silenced pistol and a samurai sword in his hand.

The corpses in the control tower have already piled up, and the family soldiers' initial desire for killing and revenge has gradually become numb.

They discover that the masked killer who has been bringing fear to Volsini in recent months has completely become their nightmare.

This guy is like the punishment for the violence they once committed, the opposite of the family.

The group of soldiers faced the murderous Richard and trembled like sheep in the sheepfold facing the intruding wolf.

"He...he is dead. Go ahead and kill him!"

I don't know who shouted this tremblingly, and the soldiers hiding in the corner of the stairs regained their courage, picked up their weapons, and surrounded them.

Gritting his teeth, Richard raised the katana full of gaps again. In his blurred vision, he saw the look of fear on the faces of the group of people.

"Kill...Kill him! Revenge for the dead brothers!"

A soldier who is not afraid of death

He raised his short stick and rushed towards Richard, but soon the katana slashed across his neck, leaving a thin line of blood.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground told the remaining soldiers behind them bad news. Richard could still continue to kill people, and he could still kill people.

"Retreat...retreat!!"

After all, soldiers are humans, not beasts, and the prerequisite for revenge is that they can survive.

But where can they run to?Behind you is the top of the tower.

"Why, don't you shout for the glory of the family at this time, and then rush forward to die? Hahahaha... I see, you are not wolves, he is."

A white shadow flashed across his eyes, and before the soldiers could react, they were massacred by a second person.

"Wait, you are the eldest lady of the Saluzzo family?! How could you..."

puff-

Once again, Lapland cut open the human flesh cleanly and neatly. Lapland shook off the blood on the blade and came to Richard with some emotion in his tone:

"Tsk tsk, the eldest lady of the Saluzzo family? No, not anymore, from now on there will only be Lapland."

Then, she winked at Richard, who was leaning against the wall and breathing heavily.

"Hey, you look bad. The old woman will be waiting for you in the church next. Didn't you see a single Shadow Destroyer along the way? They are ambushing you there."

He didn't know why Lapland appeared here, and he didn't know why this guy wanted to help him, but Richard was no longer in the mood to chat with her. He held on to the wall and walked slowly towards the elevator.

"Hey, did you hear me? Maybe you don't know me, but you should have heard about some of the bloody incidents involving masked killers in the city in recent months, and I was responsible for several of them."

Her voice sounded a little... proud?

This copycat murderer.

Richard paused for a moment. He didn't expect that the words he once said to Lapland would have such a big effect. According to the original plot, Texas should have given this gift after burning down his own castle. The madman points the way.

But it seems that his own massacre... also pointed the way for this confused and rebellious girl.

Although I don’t know if it’s good or bad.

"But you bound me, and I'm going to kill you."

Then she changed the topic and said.

Richard turned around and stared at her with his empty eyes under his hood. The latter shrugged and smiled:

"Haha... don't be so serious. I'll kill you, but not now, you know? That damn law clerk said I've been living in your shadow."

She took a step forward, pointed her sword at Richard, and said jokingly:

"Faith is noble and pure, but our lives are filthy. I need an end to my life in Syracuse, and that is to kill you. Don't worry, let us all hope to kill each other in the future."

[boring. ]

Richard completely ignored Lapland now. He took the elevator to the first floor, picked up the hunting elephant that he had thrown away at the beginning, and stuffed the last two hunting elephant bullets in his body into it.

A bullet for the Sicilian lady.

A bullet for that damn bastard.

.........

"If this news gets out, he will stir up the bloodshed of the Twelve Families alone. He wants to extinguish it, but it's not easy."

In the church, Mrs. Sicily was sitting on a chair in front of the prayer table. It was almost noon, and the approaching sunlight gave her silver hair a golden glow.

"Old man, don't pretend to be asleep, he will be here soon."

Hearing Sicily's slightly dissatisfied voice, Agniel on the prayer platform took off his blindfold.

"When everyone no longer thinks of the smell of blood as the smell of blood, blood becomes a part of civilization, and that guy helped people understand what real 'blood' is."

"So you didn't sleep."

"In the name of gun...the smell of blood today is so strong that I can't sleep."

Agniel took down his gun from the wall, his voice filled with frustration:

"That guy's skill at playing guns has far surpassed that of most Rutlanders. Moreover, we have never been able to figure out where his weapons came from, and they are so powerful."

"Are you afraid of him? Do you think the two of us are sitting here waiting to die?"

Sicily rolled her eyes at him.

"What do you think? This time I sent the Mouth of the Giant Wolf to this city. I think that guy is seeking death again, but I want to let him live and see what kind of face he has under the mask. "

"So, how long will it take for him to arrive?"

"That little Saluzzo girl will hold him back for a while, but I have a feeling she'll let him go..."

Boom-!

During the conversation, the door of the church was kicked open. As soon as Richard saw Sicily and Agniel, he picked up the hunting elephant and pulled two triggers on them.

boom--

But only one shot went off.

Chapter 34 Trauma ([-])

In that moment, everything stopped.

Agniel, whose chest was penetrated by a large-caliber bullet, fell weakly to the ground. His tired and old eyes looked at this stranger for the first time.

The killer's eyes showed no blame or anger, only deep frustration.

The fruits of his decades of labor with Sicily were forced to end in failure. The "guns and order" brought from Lateran were crumpled into a piece of waste paper by one man. His appearance here meant that Volsini's All the family's elite soldiers have been wiped out.

Richard told them with practical actions that in this soil bred by violence, only more bloody evils would grow.

Sicily wanted to stand up and help Agniel who was lying on the ground. She opened her mouth wide, like an empty-nester who watched her relatives keep moving away from her. A certain string in her mind was broken.

Yes, it all happened too fast. Richard was like an anti-virus program that had been set up to complete the cleaning goal at the most efficient speed.

Kick open the door, aim, and shoot.

The elite soldiers ambushing outside had already been dealt with by Richard with a silenced pistol. The moment he entered the church, a dozen shadow crossbow arrows pierced his chest, and the blood dyed the body armor red.

Richard's right wrist was also shot through by a crossbow arrow. Only a trace of flesh remained on the entire hand, and there was still a bullet in the barrel of the hunting elephant's gun.

More and more Shadow Destroyers emerged from the shadows, and some may be the fangs of other Beast Ancestors. They attacked Richard at the second time.

His breathing gradually weakened, and he felt that his internal organs were cold, his steps were light, and his vision became blurry and blood-red.

[Not reconciled....]

[I almost killed that old woman...]

[Are you going to die here? ]

[Maybe I am tired and should take a rest, just for a short while...]

[No!Kill them all! ! ]

With his left hand that could still move, he took out a silenced pistol and pointed it at the enemies who were attacking him, but his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a figure.Monthly fee (group 69:493) 6135

It was Luper wearing a black uniform with long braids hanging on his chest.

She stood quietly in the crowd, looking at Richard with confusion and disappointment.

Lavinia.......

How could she be here?