In the next few days, Li Ang traveled around the island, inspecting factories during the day, and going out for drinks and dinners with people from local trading companies at night.
After six days of this, the company's affairs were finished, and Li Ang could finally relax and go to tourist attractions such as the Skytree, Ginza, Sensoji Temple, Shibuya, and Akihabara, and buy figurines and peripherals.
"Tokyo Sky Tree, Meiji Shrine, Disney."
Li Ang was sitting on the subway returning to the hotel, swiping his fingers on the screen of his phone, editing photos to post to his friends circle.
Buzz——
The phone vibrates and the caller ID is unknown.
Li Ang hesitantly pressed the connect button. As a company employee, he was very likely to receive calls from potential customers and had to answer them.
"Hello?"
There was no response to the greeting, and there was a dense rustling noise coming from the receiver. When I turned up the volume and listened closer, I could only hear some extremely vague human voices.
"If you are in danger, look to your right hand"
The voice seemed to come from a woman. After Li Ang called several times in succession, the other end of the phone automatically hung up.
"What are you doing?"
Li Ang frowned and put down his cell phone. What was going on when he made a prank call? He looked at his right hand.
He glanced at the palm of his right hand. It was intact. The life line, wisdom line, and marriage line were all normal.
As for the back of his hand, there was a scratch. It was accidentally scratched when he picked up a meteorite at the beach. The wound was very shallow and has now become scabbed. The color is no different from the surrounding skin.
The subway stopped, and eight people wearing masks, black suits, and carrying briefcases entered the carriage, each looking for a seat or standing holding on to the armrests.
Li Ang checked a lot of his shopping bags with his feet, and continued to swipe the screen of his phone as the subway started moving again.
Ding dong.
A pop-up window popped up at the top of the screen, which was about the recent joint military exercises of the five permanent members of the United Nations in the Western Pacific.
It seems very serious.
He clicked on the news. There were a large number of fighter planes and ships at the military exercise, and there were even eight aircraft carriers. In addition to the five permanent members, ships from Canada, Australia, South Korea, India and other countries also participated in, or in other words, watched the joint military exercise.
Isn't this lineup going to fight a world war? Or is it that humans have finally discovered hostile aliens?
Recalling the sound of fighter planes flying over Tokyo these days, Li Ang thought casually.
"Everyone, please don't move!"
The roar pulled him out of his thoughts, and Li Ang raised his head belatedly, only to see several company employees dressed in black suits standing up at some point.
They pressed the button on the briefcase, and the side of the briefcase opened automatically, revealing the UMump45 submachine gun hidden inside.
Bang bang bang!
A man in a black suit aimed a gun with a silencer at the camera in the car.
The crisp and loud sound of gunfire, the shining muzzle flash, the metal bullet casings falling to the ground, and the shattered surveillance cameras,
All of them broke ordinary people's luck in thinking that this was performance art or a flash mob.
Everyone immediately screamed in fear, and the few high school students closest to the end of the carriage ran in panic toward the other carriage. As soon as they reached the door, they were pointed at by guns raised in black suits.
Gunshots rang out, and three high school students fell to the ground almost at the same time, blood splattered on Li Ang's confused face.
What happened?
He wiped his face subconsciously, touched the warm blood, and saw the bodies of the three people lying not far from his feet, and his brain fell into a brief shutdown state.
"Everyone raise their hands, and don't move from your seat!"
The man in a black suit who seemed to be the leader shouted loudly in Japanese. One of his men took out a tripod, a camera and a laptop with a Bluetooth network card from his briefcase, and quickly and skillfully installed the live broadcast equipment.
Facing the black muzzle of the gun, everyone did not dare to resist and followed suit - not only this carriage, but at least the carriages on the left and right sides were filled with people in black suits. They also took out weapons and took ordinary people hostage.
"The world is sick."
The leader in the black suit took off his mask, revealing a face with scars, and said to the camera that had been installed and connected to the live broadcast platform network: "People have no faith, are selfish, and forget that the true father has
Our teachings.
The world will eventually be destroyed, and only by doing the right thing can we delay the arrival of the day of destruction. The nearest meteorite is the true Father’s revelation to us!
I will fulfill the true father’s last wish and purify the world.”
A look of fanaticism appeared on his face, he turned around, faced a middle-aged woman with a fearful look on her face, and pulled the trigger as she begged for mercy.
The crowd screamed louder, but to no avail.
The frenzied men in black suits ignored begging for mercy and resistance, coldly pulled the trigger, and harvested one life after another under the watchful eyes of the live broadcast camera.
We will arrive in Liang soon.
His blood rushed straight to his brain, and the intense fear aroused goosebumps all over his body. His raised palms trembled, and blood oozed from the scratch marks on the back of his hands.
A member in a black suit stood in front of him, his gun pointed diagonally at him. At such a close distance, if he made any resistance, he would be shot dead instantly.
The gunshots coming from the left side of the carriage were getting closer and closer. Li Ang swallowed and slowly moved his feet under the seat to draw out a figurine package.
With a strong sweep of his foot, the package slid out against the ground and hit the underside of the seat opposite.
The man in the black suit in front of him heard the noise and subconsciously turned around with the gun in hand.
It's now!
Li Ang jumped up suddenly, passed his left arm under the black suit's left arm with his left hand, grabbed his neck, and hit the opponent's right arm hard with his right hand.
The black suit was suddenly attacked, and the submachine gun fell from his palm.
Li Ang bumped forward, forcing the other party to bend over, while he grabbed the gun from the ground and aimed at the leader in the black suit at the end of the carriage.
"Put the gun down!"
The members in black suits roared loudly, mixed with some Korean, and all the guns were pointed at Li Ang and the members he held hostage.
"Put down your guns!"
Li Ang also shouted in response, pinched the "hostage" tightly, and moved back to the corner of the carriage.
One against seven, Li Ang, who had only received two weeks of college military training, had no confidence that he could kill the opponent, let alone escape unscathed.
When the two sides fell into a confrontation, the leader in a black suit with a scar on his face took a deep breath and suddenly smiled: "Dear brother, the true father will welcome you in heaven."
He suddenly raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Several bullets flew in. Since the "hostage" was not wearing a body armor, these bullets were bound to penetrate the hostage's body and hit Li Ang.
Are you going to die?
Time seems to have stopped at this moment, and all the scenes are detailed and panoramic.
The fearful crowd, the flames from the gun muzzle, the reflection on the surface of the metal handrail, and the scratch marks on the back of the right hand that were constantly seeping blood.
The blood fluctuated, its color changed from red to black, and spikes appeared like ferromagnetic fluid.
It wasn't blood, it was something else.
puff.
The bullet passed through the hostage's body without any doubt, splashing blood, but suddenly stopped on Li Ang's clothes and bounced away.
That is the credit of black blood,
A large amount of ferrofluid-like substance spurted out from the wound on the back of his hand, seeping into Li Ang's clothes and deflecting the bullet.
What the unknown caller said is true.
This chapter has been completed!