When Jero woke up again, there was severe pain all over his body, and his mind was muddled, as if he was hungover, and he fainted with a faint pain.
As his consciousness awakened, more pain crawled into his mind along his nerves. The pain made it difficult for Jero to breathe for a while, and he could only open his mouth wide and let out bursts of whimpering.
It took him a few minutes to barely hold back the pain all over his body. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the sky above his head.
There was still the familiar gloominess of Opos, and the sky was gray, making it impossible to judge the specific time. For this reason, it was also difficult to know how long he had been unconscious.
Jero tried hard to remember, the remaining fear lingering in his mind, and then a pair of cyan eyes broke through the fog.
"Evil spirit!"
Jero almost screamed, the last ferocious figure in his memory was completely engraved in his eyes and even in his mind.
He tried to move his body, but what followed was severe pain and a sense of restraint. Jero was tied up with ropes, and he could not move.
what happened?
Just when Jero was confused, a hand pulled up his collar.
"Wow, this guy woke up, what should we do next, expert."
The voice was very close to me, it should be the man who dragged me up.
"Put him on the rails."
Another cold voice sounded, as cold as a knife.
"Are you planning to let the train hit him to death? I've seen this operation in the movie." When he said this, the guy who dragged himself up sounded unexpectedly excited.
"But... this looks too villainous."
When Jello was desperate, the man continued, which gave Jello a little hope. He didn't know what the situation was now, but it seemed that these people were not all cruel people.
Jero was just about to say something to save his life, when the cold voice sounded again.
"Are we any decent people?"
"Um...no." After thinking for a few seconds, the man replied.
"Isn't that right? He's not a decent person anyway, so why not be a professional villain?"
"Yes, you are indeed an expert. Even if you are a villain, you must be the most dedicated one." The man let go of Jero, and he actually clapped.
Jero felt a little dizzy. He turned his head hard and barely saw the figure standing not far away.
It's the evil spirit, the evil spirit that knocked him down in his memory.
At this moment, he was facing away from Jero, as if he was looking at something in the distance. The strong wind blew by, picking up his coat, revealing the blood-stained claw hammer on his waist.
The evil spirit turned around, and its ferocious face appeared in front of Jero's eyes, further impacting his spirit.
For Jero, this was really the worst day. The ghost legend actually turned into reality, and it appeared in front of him bloody.
But this was not enough for Jero to admit defeat. After hanging out on Wandering Road for so many years, he had faced worse situations than the current one. More importantly, the appearance of the evil spirit broke his inner illusion to some extent.
.
The so-called evil spirits are just mortals, not some kind of ferocious weirdness, nor are they supernatural forces shrouding Opos.
When the mysterious unknown has a recognizable entity, its various veils will also be stripped away.
Yeah, it's not that bad.
"Jero, you are a well-known second-rate dealer in Wandering Fork Road. You often sell contraband, as well as things worse than contraband."
The man told Jie Luo's information and stepped on his chest. Jie Luo looked over in pain and saw a dark hood appearing in front of his eyes. This guy seemed to be a gangster, but it was obvious that this guy was a gangster. The gangster had no interest in his belongings.
"You have been in Wandering Chalu for a long time, and you should understand that there is a force that is above all of you, right?"
Jero stared at the Black Hood. He did know that there was such a force, that force called the Bureau of Order.
The Wandering Fork Road is a weird and treacherous area. There are strangers who come from afar, there are desperadoes who risk their lives for a fight, there are condensers who are wandering among various organizations, and there are also mysterious forces that come with different purposes.
Demons are rampant here, and everyone has bad intentions. It is a place of absolute chaos, where the normal human world overlaps with the strange and extraordinary world. For this reason, the existence of the Bureau of Order is not a secret in the eyes of some people.
But are these two people really from the Bureau of Order?
Doubts arose in Jero's heart. He pretended to be calm and said, "I remember that you never interfered with the wandering road."
"It used to be like this, but recently the company's performance has not been very good, so we decided to expand our business in a hesitant way. No! It's the whole big rift."
"As you can see, we are the salesmen in this area," when he said this, the Black Hood's tone was full of resentment, but he soon became active again, "Surprise?"
"Stop talking nonsense with him and drag him over."
The evil spirit lowered his head and looked at his watch, then looked into the distance, and then continued.
"According to the schedule, the next train will pass by in a few minutes, so move quickly."
"okay!"
The Black Hood said as he dragged Jero to the railway track. Jero tried to struggle, but what was waiting for him was a powerful punch that beat him to death.
The whole person was lying on the railway track, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The evil spirit took out a claw hammer and then slowly squatted down next to Jero.
"You should know why we came to find you, right?"
"I don't know anything!" Jero insisted.
"oh?"
The evil spirit glanced at Jero in confusion, then he used Jiro's clothes to carefully wipe the blood on the claw hammer, and then said.
"I'm actually quite reasonable," Evil Spirit said seriously, "I don't like to always use violence to solve problems."
Jero stared at him, even though the ferocious mask exuded fear, he still had to stare back hard.
Don't like using violence to solve problems?
Jero still remembers those cold and efficient actions, when the evil spirit broke his arms and legs, and now he actually said that he didn't like violence.
An ordinary person would probably tell all his secrets the moment the evil spirit appears. In fact, Jero does the same, but he can't say that once he tells these secrets, he will no longer have any secrets in Wandering Cross Road.
Got a foothold.
To him, this is no different than death.
"Okay, if you don't like it, forget it," the evil spirit said, standing up, as if ignoring Jero, and said to the Black Hood on the other side, "Do you have any plans after get off work?"
“Does going to the club and having a drink count?”
"I don't think it counts, and tomorrow is not the weekend. I can't do my duty if I'm too drunk."
The two just chatted, leaving Jero aside. He couldn't understand these two people, let alone this weird evil spirit.
In Will's legend, he was so evil, but when he actually appeared in front of him, it was no big deal.
A slight vibration shattered Jero's thoughts. He slowly looked away, his eyes extending along the railway track. At the blurry end, the steel giant was advancing at a high speed.
"Ah... I heard that a new store opened next door."
The two stood outside the railway tracks and continued chatting as if it had nothing to do with them.
In an instant, Jero understood that the evil spirit would not use violence to interrogate him, because there was another, more violent thing running wildly along the way, and it would crush him to pieces.
Jero's eyes were bloodshot. He struggled to move his body. When he finally tried to move away from the railway track, he was kicked back by the evil spirit.
This bastard is still humming, as if what he just kicked away was just a can.
"Are you crazy?" Jero screamed, "If I die, you will get nothing."
"There's something wrong with this guy's logic, as if we can get something if he's alive." The evil spirit spread his hands towards the Black Hood.
"Yeah, he doesn't want to say it anyway. You can't force him." The black hood nodded.
Jero struggled harder, but the severe pain all over his body made him unable to resist at all. Even if he moved his body, he would be kicked back immediately by the evil spirit.
The vibrations of the rails became more intense, even at the same frequency as Jello's rapidly beating heart, repeatedly hitting Jello's nerves. The train had already appeared in front of him, and it was coming with a rumble, carrying the coldness of death.
.
Jero gasped for breath. The more he could not panic at this time, he knew that these two people were betting on his courage.
The train was getting closer and closer, and the two were still chatting. Jero held his breath. At the moment of life and death, the evil spirit suddenly raised his foot and kicked him off the rails.
You made the right bet, these people need the secrets in your mind, they won't kill you.
Sure enough, the so-called evil spirits are nothing more than that.
Jero's upper body was off the rails, but his lower body was still on the rails. At this time, the evil spirit stopped moving. Jero didn't understand what he was going to do. At this time, the evil spirit said.
"You see, this will only crush his legs, but then his upper body can be crushed again later."
"Oh, I see, you can crush him twice this way." The Black Hood deliberately responded in a childlike tone.
Jero was stunned for a second, and then cursed loudly.
"You perverts! Madmen! Murderers!"
He used the most vicious words he could think of to curse, but the two of them didn't care at all and instead laughed.
"Thank you for recognizing our villain identity."
The evil spirit actually bowed to him seriously, as if Jero was a reviewer who had just praised their service. Yes, the best evaluation of a villain is probably these vicious words.
The vibrating rails kept urging Jero's nerves. His eyes widened, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and then he looked hard at his legs.
I won't die, but I might have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.
"I said! It's those businessmen! They're back again!" Jero screamed.
"Look, I just said that these two dealers definitely know something," the Black Hood showed off to the evil spirit, "I didn't expect that they really deceived the people from the 'Grey Trade Chamber of Commerce'."
Jero was stunned, and then a huge sense of humiliation surged into his heart. These two people were cheating him, these two damn bastards were cheating him, but he didn't have time to reprimand him, so he shouted.
"Put me down!"
The two looked at each other and then laughed again.
"I just said there must be something wrong with this guy's logic. Is there any direct connection between telling you what you know and us letting you down?" The Black Hood said and kicked Jero in the face.
Jero was already crying at this moment. He realized that the legend also had its credibility. The evil spirit was not a monster, but he was a complete perverted killer. In comparison, if he was killed directly, he would be
A relief.
"Please! Let me go! I'll tell you everything I know!"
Jero made this last struggle, but the two of them didn't care at all. The evil spirit hummed a song and looked at the sky, while the Black Hood ran to the side, where a sidecar motorcycle was parked.
"That's right! It's those people from the Gray Trade Chamber of Commerce! They came to Wandering Road with a lot of goods! It is said that they also brought a mysterious cargo, but I don't know more about it!"
Jero almost yelled these words. He still had many messy secrets in his mind, but he thought this was the one that would impress the two of them the most.
The train rumbled past, and Gerald was held in the hands of the evil spirit. He looked at the passing train with a cold look on his face, and Gerald was almost crushed.
Jero looked ahead almost blankly, feeling completely numb. At this time, the voice of the evil spirit sounded. He no longer had the humor as before, but spoke in that cold tone.
"So, are you willing to cooperate with our work now? Jero."
Jero nodded dully. Facing this moody evil spirit, his whole mind was shattered.
"Wow! I really want to see the train run over him." The black hood turned the accelerator, and bursts of rumbles sounded from under the motorcycle.
"We are law-abiding citizens and we should not cause trouble to railway operations."
Dragging Zero with scars and multiple fractures, the evil spirit spoke righteously to the Black Hood.
