Chapter 13 13·Water

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots were fired.

Director Yassen did not shoot at the administrator's strong body, but he did shoot in the direction where the opponent was.

The purpose is to divert the attention of the administrator, and at the same time, it is also a warning to the other party not to engage in other extreme behaviors.

The administrator was indeed stunned for a while, and at the same time, the young man fishing was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.

"Quick! Get over there!"

Director Yassen and the police officers beside him rushed over.

Stuer was protected by two priests, Rust and Leden. Unless the Gannon Town police subdued the administrator, they would not let Stuer leave their protection.

"Plop!"

The administrator saw so many people rushing towards him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked fiercely at the young man at his feet. The latter was frightened by the fierce look on the other side, and after being frightened, he jumped in with all his strength.

In the pond water.

Burris felt the weight in his hands was wrong, as if there was a big guy competing with him in the water.

Apparently Director Yasen had included breakfast and dinner, and then he thought of what the Holy Son said before, that the birthplace of strange demons is the place that contains the most evil dirt in this town.

Mr. Barry took a deep breath. His mood at this time was fearful and nervous.

"Don't be afraid first, we are police from the Gannon Town Police Department." Police Officer Richard comforted the young man.

Several police officers fell on him, but the latter was still struggling hard and even had to get up from the ground again.

Burris's calves were trembling again.

Moreover, the identity of the other reporter made Director Yasen feel a little nervous. After all, the Holy Son was here to solve the problem of purifying the birthplace of strange demons.

Then the other party was mumbling something to himself, and no one could hear clearly what he was saying.

"Wittlow, I only know his name is Waitlow, and he is the administrator here." Burris explained quickly.

"Mr. Witlow, why did you want to kill him? You really wanted to kill him just now, right?" Stull pointed at Burris and asked Witlow, the administrator of Maple Grove in the western suburbs of Gannon Town.

This guy is like a burly humanoid monster. Director Yasen finished a magazine, but the opponent is still able to move quickly.

At this moment, he almost had a brush with death.

Everyone present looked at the oil lamp again, and indeed it became ordinary inside.

"That's where it goes," said Stull.

"Mother...whenever she is hungry...I will prepare something for Him."

But the opponent's strength was too great, and the blood oozing out from the shot site on his body had stained the entire shirt into a bloody one.

Next to him was his fishing rod, which was propped up on a stand and stretched out into the pond. The other party's fishing line was swung far away, almost to the center of the pond.

Director Yassen rubbed his temples and said to Officer Thurman: "Take a few people and search the place where Witlow lives. Be careful. The Holy Son said that this is the birthplace of the strange devil."

Still holding the oil lamp in his hand, Stull came to the pond next to where Burris, the trainee reporter, had been fishing.

"Mom...Mother is hungry, I just...prepared lunch for her." Witlow struggled to answer. His voice was very muffled and intermittent. It seemed that he had not communicated with a normal person for a long time.

Although the young man was frightened, he still had the courage to climb onto the shore because Director Yasen had just pointed a gun at him.

"Keke!" Witlow tried to struggle again. The surrounding police officers swarmed him again, and the other party was still handcuffed. The brief struggle was in vain.

Burris's eyes widened. He almost died because he was treated as a dish? A lunch?

And who the hell is this? He needs to eat human flesh to fill his stomach?

"He?" Stuart caught the sensitive word in the other person's mouth.

The police officers present were basically Chief Yasen, who brought more than half of the entire Gannon Town Police Department.

What made the young people even more panicked was that the group of people who suddenly rushed out were all armed with guns.

The water in the pond was very deep, and the young man's swimming skills were pretty good. He quickly adjusted his posture and swam a short distance into it, watching the manager on the shore doing it alone with another group of people.

The administrator yelled at them and bumped into them.

"Prepare lunch!" Director Yasen thought of a more terrifying situation, and he immediately asked: "You want to kill three people a day?"

He looked at the subdued administrator. He had been shot so many times, but it was not life-threatening. This might be related to his burly physique.

"You!" Director Yasen pointed at the young man in the water, and then said: "Come up!"

It wasn't until Officer Thurman also shot the opponent's wrist that the opponent suffered pain, lost strength in his hand, and dropped the ax to the ground.

Knowing the identities of these people, the young man understood that he was safe now. Mainly because he was still in shock just now, but now the more he thought about it, the more he became afraid.

And if this group of people hadn't suddenly appeared, I'm afraid he would have been killed with an ax by the administrator just now.

When Stuer stood here, the flames in the oil lamp in his hand flickered for a few times and then went out.

He even planned to struggle again to stop them, but the surrounding police officers restrained them again. Director Yasen took off his glasses and wiped them. He was a little panicked.

The administrator howled one last time, and his entire body relaxed its last persistent strength.

It sounds very confusing, and it also sounds like some words that the other party is talking nonsense. It cannot be spelled into a sentence or any words that can be understood.

What if the administrator of Maplewood in the western suburbs suddenly ran into the town and committed crimes wantonly?

From the looks of it, Witlow must have something he cares about in the cabin.

Director Yasen frowned: "Reporter?"

But now the flame inside the oil lamp has become very ordinary. When A Xinsha said that the flame inside has stopped moving, it means that the flame in the oil lamp has become an ordinary upward flame.

Only the young trainee reporter from Burris Mile felt puzzled. He took a closer look at the oil lamp held by the young man. It was very ordinary and normal.

The few people pressing on him felt like they were subduing an elephant.

Richard hugged his thigh and tried to pull him down, but it felt like he was holding a concrete pillar.

"Let me help you." Mr. Barry came over to help. He also likes fishing. In this scary and tense atmosphere, catching a fish can relieve the panic pressure in his heart.

Instead, his entire neck turned an angry red, and his entire eyes were bloodshot.

This shows that Administrator Witlow's mother is not a person at all.

And he found it strange that the young man in front of him had a high influence among this group of people. This was unreasonable. Why would a group of adults care about the views and opinions of a minor?

A fat police officer sprinted towards the administrator's chest, then jumped and hit him hard.

Stull looked at the administrator, then looked at Burris and asked, "What's his name?"

After forcefully breaking his arms and handcuffing him, the police officers let out a long breath. This was the strongest and most resistant suspect they had ever encountered.

Then the police officers swarmed up. The administrator was more than two meters tall, and Officer Thurman was able to be lifted up by him hanging on his arm.

Unexpectedly, he ran into an attempted murder.

"Eh... Holy Son, the flame inside has stopped moving." Asinsha looked at the oil lamp held in Stuer's hand. Previously, the tongue of flame in the oil lamp was tilted in a certain direction like a pointer.

The long ax was swung in the opponent's hand like a hooking death scythe.

Burris was a little puzzled. He couldn't figure out why the boy was still curious about whether his fishing rod had been bitten by a fish at this time.

The police department had to pay a high price to subdue the opponent. Although the chief fired so many shots, although he did not hit the fatal part of the opponent, he was still so powerful that it made the police officers feel scared.

The other person looks about eighteen or nineteen years old. He should be a college student at this age, provided that he has money to go to college.

"Get out...get out...get out...get out of my place!" Withrow began to become furious again, like a mentally ill patient.

The reason why these people are able to come here is because this oil lamp guides them.

Seeing Officer Thurman leading several people to enter his cabin, Withrow suddenly started shouting loudly again, and this time he began to curse the police officers who were about to enter the cabin.

And the young man in front of me seems to be a very important figure among this group of people.

He said with trembling lips: "My name is 'Burris Miles' and I am a reporter."

The opponent also held a sharp weapon like an ax in his hand. Director Yasen did not hesitate at all. He shot at the opponent almost instantly. This time, every bullet did not miss.

Officer Thurman understood what the chief was emphasizing.

It felt like it had hit an iron tower, but the administrator still shook a few times and took a few steps back.

Moreover, the guns provided by the Gannon Town police are not very powerful, and the bullets will not penetrate very deeply, but more like a clamp.

"Intern reporter, I am still in the internship stage." Burris explained again.

Can't see any problem.

‘Holy Son?’ Burris looked at Stull, and then shrank his head. He was a foreigner who had just come here and was not familiar with the deeds of the Holy Son in Gannon Town.

The surrounding police officers avoided each other, even more afraid that the other party would throw the ax out and hit one of their companions...or themselves.

Director Yasen said impatiently: "Hurry up and answer the question that the Holy Son asked you just now."

At this time, Stull and others also rushed over. Director Yassen thought that he would ask the trainee reporter named Burris Meyer why he appeared here later.

He looked at Burris and said: "Your float has fallen. Is there a fish in it that has bitten the hook? Can it be pulled up?"

But considering the influence and status of the other party in this group of people, Burris still lifted the fishing rod, and the fishing line in the water was immediately stretched straight by the fishing rod.

Richard and the police officer holding each other's other leg saw the right moment and pulled hard before pulling the administrator down.

And listening to the young man’s questioning just now, he knew that the administrator knew him.

"Here?" Mr. Barry looked around in surprise. In his eyes, the surroundings were too normal.

All of them hit the administrator, but the opponent did not stop because of this.

The two people worked together to lift the fishing rod higher and higher. At this time, a black shadow could be seen slowly emerging from the water, and when the fishing line was completely out of the water.

Several people present saw a highly decomposed dead man's head emerging from the water, and the black eye sockets were looking at the positions of Burris and Mr. Barry.

The fishhook caught the eye socket of the corpse's head.

Mr. Burris and Mr. Barry stood there in a daze, forgetting to continue lifting the pole.
Chapter completed!