I call him joker.

As for why, it's because he always wears a scary and scary smiling mask. But from the tone of his voice, he doesn't look like a clown at all. You see, his clothes look exactly like one.

A polite gentleman.

This is not the first time he has appeared in front of us. Every time he appears, there is a sense of mystery. Around him, I only feel dead silence and chill. His aura is unmatched by any creature in the world.

, coupled with his white suit and unusually slender figure, I once doubted whether he was a human being. Or perhaps, this man had killed many people, and the resentment of the undead had always been around him, and he himself was a weirdo.

I don't know why he appeared here, but I know the purpose of his trip: to find the so-called chips and modules and to prevent anyone from going to Beicheng District.

He regards all of us as enemies, but I think he is like a quiet but murderous hunter. He is like a gentleman when he does not use his hands. He has his unique patience. When he uses his hands, he is as ruthless as a devil and shows no mercy.

If I were lucky enough to see him kill someone, what would it be like?

In fact, he killed him. He had already found Gao Long before I came here, and tried to prevent him from escaping to Beicheng District. Because I heard that many helicopters were stolen here.

Then, the joker began to kill people, tearing them into pieces with his strange strength as powerful as an industrial robot arm, and then used precise marksmanship to kill all the guards around Gao Long.

Then, we broke in. It was a complete encounter.

In the gray smoke, I watched his red eyes slowly fade away. He was also looking at me, but the expression under that scary smile mask was more of doubt. Perhaps, he was thinking.

What.

Finally, during a brief silence, he spoke:

"You know, child, no matter how many times I remind you, you still refuse to listen to me and insist on your own way."

The joker walked past me indifferently. He carefully and lightly walked around the corpses and blood on the ground, as if he was worried that dirty blood would be stuck on his leather shoes. But in fact, there was really not a drop of stain on his leather shoes.

nothing.

"You know where the boss here has gone, right?" I responded in an indifferent tone. "Tell me where he has gone!"

The clown man in front of me circled around my back, and I suddenly felt an inexplicable chill rushing from my spine to my brain. I was on guard against him, holding the assault ax tightly in my hand, and then waited for his reply.

"Of course I saw him." He mocked me for a while, and then added: "And I personally sent him away."

When I heard this, I stared and my eyebrows knitted together. Finally, I couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere anymore. I didn't want to listen to his so-called language puzzle. So, I waved the ax in my hand and moved toward

The mask on his head was chopped off.

But I didn't do it. He quickly put one hand against the wrist where I was waving my arm. I suddenly felt a severe squeezing sensation on my wrist, which was very painful. It was as if my wrist was clamped by a machine.

The pain made my face change drastically, and it also made me loosen my grip on the axe.

With a "ding" sound, the ax fell to the church floor, smashing into several pieces.

This is not the strength that humans should have, this is simply the power brought by the force arm of industrial machines!

"He is extremely important to us, man!" Joker leaned into my ear and said, his tone was like the call of the dead. "As long as he leaves Dongcheng District, it will be beneficial to all of us."

"Why...you have to do this..." My face was distorted due to pain, and my speech was intermittent because of this.

"because this."

He spoke softly next to my ear, his tone still full of sarcasm and chill, which made me tingle all over. Finally, he took out a coin from his blood-stained white gloves, and then waved it in front of me.

Oh, I was shocked to see "Creation Education" printed on it in four big characters.

Then, he let go of my hand, and the pain was relieved. I endured the soreness caused by the accumulation of lactic acid for a long time. I knelt on one knee, gritted my teeth, and picked up the ax on the ground.

stand up.

The joker looked at me and sneered. Sometimes his laughter made people feel like a dead man crying, and sometimes like a bereaved girl singing lamentations. Then, he walked out of the church door slowly and disappeared into the radiance of the sun.

As for me, I stayed in the shadow inside the church, even crying out in agony because of the pain in my wrist.

Finally, in the light and shadow of the sun shining through the door, I heard the joker's last echo before leaving echoing in the church:

"Hurry up, he is still nearby..."

Lao Lan quickly pulled me up and helped me out of the church. Then, I heard the sound of a helicopter propeller, and I knew it was coming from the basketball court behind the camp. So I looked over there.

, but happened to find the leader named Gao Long climbing into a police helicopter in a panic.

He had just survived the explosion of Lao Lan's rocket launcher, but at this moment he only had half a life left. I could tell from his weak back that the RPG rocket launcher had done a certain damage to him.

The impact, I guess it was the fragment that scratched him.

"He's there! Damn it!" I shouted to Wei Lao down the hillside with the pain in my arm: "Start the engine! Man!"

The two of us ran hard towards the armored vehicle. Then we caught up with the helicopter that had just started up as fast as possible. So we broke through the earth wall, ran over the mud and soil, and followed the helicopter's flight traces all the way.

The armored vehicle struggled to break through the red brick walls and fragile buildings, trying to take the shortcut. I don’t know when, I started to notice the pursuit of soldiers behind me. There were bursts of motorcycle sounds, and then there was a blur.

Indistinct gunshots and crisp warheads banged in front of the armored vehicle's hatch. It was like the sound of raindrops hitting the awning on a rainy day. Although the attacks were not frequent, I still felt numb and had goosebumps all over my body.

"We have to fight back!" I said, raising my submachine gun, and then I opened the hatch on the roof of the car. I wanted to stick my head out and fight back, but I was frightened by the "ding-dong" of bullets and shrank back.

"Give me the helmet!" I said to Lao Lan, and then asked him to hand me the helmet made of Kevlar that was about to expire, put it on my head, and then risked half of my head.

Shoot with the muzzle exposed.

My firepower was obviously much more severe than that of those riding on motorcycles. When I fired a bunch of bullets, my accuracy was not enough. After firing the entire magazine, I knocked down two motorcycles that were chasing us.

My marksmanship is a combination of luck and terrain advantages. This is an alley, and there is only one road on a motorcycle. It is difficult to avoid the powerful standard warheads like me. But while fighting back, I also discovered the comparison

serious problem:

Because I didn't wear noise-canceling headphones, my ears were almost deafened. Now there was a sharp noise echoing around my ears, as if my eardrums were filled with mosquitoes. When I calmed down, I took off my helmet to wipe my sweat.

At that time, I also found that the helmet was inevitably hit by two bullets. Although the pistol bullets did not cause too many big problems for this type of three-level Kevlar protective helmet, after all, this helmet was in stock.

The bullet made two bulges on the helmet's surface, and the inside of the helmet was also deformed. This made me take a breath of air.

"Damn it!" I cursed silently, and at the same time, the armored vehicle began to drive towards the main road. The road suddenly became smoother and the vehicle stabilized. A brief moment of peace allowed me to take a breath. I looked at the navigation, and the route was now on the right track.

It shows that we are heading towards the transitional area near the northern city.

But the helicopter kept hovering above us, and we chased it closely.

But soon, I realized the real special strength of this gang. They were almost everywhere, and there was a constant supply of troops. No, as soon as we got on the main road, several small trams immediately drove over to chase us.

I checked the ammunition and put on my helmet and headphones again. I knew it would be a tough battle before catching up with the helicopter.
Chapter completed!