[There are still many fights to fight in my life!]
[——Step Meteor]
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[Part 1: Have you slept enough?!]
"Hey! Your Excellency King Xin, have you slept enough?"
In the cold wind, the loyal Cliff Guderian opened the door of the Red Nail Hotel.
He hugged Mads Bruno, the most important god in his life, took out money from his pocket with his other hand, nodded to the boss, and showed his Stairway to Heaven armband. It didn't look like it was his first time here.
Siluke
He gently slapped Wang Xin's face, trying to see some hope from the silly expression on the other side's mental exhaustion——
——Life always needs these things, expecting, hoping, and longing for these great idols to stand up.
But Mads really couldn't get up.
His soul power is broken, his mind and body are exhausted, and he needs a lot of energy and a peaceful sleep.
As the top loser under the Salary King, Cliff immediately shouted to his boss that he wanted to discuss some human flesh business - but considering the territory of the Albert Scientific Research Station, it is still a bit difficult to find human flesh here.
So the clever red-skinned kid changed his words and decided to take a long detour.
He sent King Xin to the guest room to rest. When it was time for dinner, the large restaurant on the first floor was crowded with people. He spent a lot of money and asked the chef to ask for the best local meat and the best wine.
Serve two portions of each dish, don't worry if you can't finish them all, just add the strongest spices to the dish.
——You want to talk about wasting food? Cliff can't eat these underground cuisines at all. For him, these spoiled proteins that have been heated at high temperatures have lost most of their edible value, and all the fresh elements in them are [dead].
I can't taste the nutrients anymore.
A cult like the Skull and Bones that only wants to eat human flesh but imposes various cooking techniques. In Cliff's view, frying and boiling his waiters is simply an insult to the ingredients.
Such an intimate and important dish must of course be enjoyed while it's hot, while it's still alive, as an important animal in the ceremony.
As Cliff's thoughts drift away——
——People also follow the aroma of the dishes one by one, getting closer and closer to this weird and terrifying red-skinned man.
Immediately a strong Slavic man came to beg for food.
He is Dymonov's foreman, and his name is very long, so we don't need to remember it for now.
People called him White Vest because he always wore a white hat and a vest at the freezing Albert Station, showing off his thick fat and muscles, like a grizzly bear.
"Listen, I don't know where you come from, where you're going, or what your name is, or what your abilities are." White Vest grabbed a chair and sat across from Cliff - he still
I don't understand, I don't know that the person in front of me is a vicious ogre.
The white vest continued: "When you arrive at the scientific research station, you must abide by our rules. Even if you are a flying dragon in the sky, you cannot defeat local snakes like us. Do you understand?"
Cliff narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded, feeling that he was lucky.
These Slavic men are all fat, big-eared and strong-bodied. There is not a single callus on their palms or a scar on their arms. They are all good food that shines with oil.
"Oh! Wow..." Cliff responded with surprise and joy: "Did I meet some big shot? I want you to take a step forward and run all the way from the entertainment room to my desk.
, use such a resolute tone to teach me a lesson? Do you want to have a drink with me? Or do you think..."
"You're so rude..." White Vest came up and punched Cliff, making him dizzy.
However, in just a few seconds, Cliff tilted his head and finally woke up from his semi-conscious state. He felt his nose was hot, and his capillaries finally recovered and began to bleed out.
immediately--
——The simple locals smelled the smell of blood and immediately gathered around, eyeing the good wine and meat on the table with eager eyes.
Cliff pursed his lips, pretending to be shocked and frightened, his eyes began to blur, and his body was shaking like chaff.
"You...you...what are you doing...you..."
Without saying anything, the man in the white vest pointed at the big leg of lamb on the dinner table.
"You know what? Guderian."
He pulled off Cliff's clothes and took a look at his officer ID.
"Clive Guderian! A despicable criminal!"
Cliff was innocent and helpless: "I didn't commit anything...big shot...I just came to have a meal..."
The white vest continued: "Everyone, come and see! Come and listen! This foreigner came to our hotel and ordered twenty-four dishes! Can he really finish it? Our ancestors once said! Waste is
A huge crime! He committed a crime under our noses!"
Cliff shouted: "I use my own money..."
"How dare you talk back?!" White Vest slapped him again, and Cliff felt his head buzzing: "I said you are a criminal, you are a criminal! The surname Guderian seems to be a common German surname.
!Germans are all criminals!”
"Huh huh huh..." Cliff's head tilted to one side, and two of his teeth flew out. They landed next to the shoes of a big girl waiter, and were immediately swept into the ash hopper as garbage.
He wasn't angry, not at all.
Not even feeling angry——
——Pain or humiliation, strong words or false accusations are as natural and common to Cliff as breathing.
It's just that these workers and foremen, white hats and yellow hats, the lines they read and the words they said were just like what Cliff did and said ninety years ago during World War II.
This made him very, very happy. It was sweet, soft and glutinous and melted in his mouth.
"Hahahahahahaha! Hehehehe...hahahahahahaha!"
He was laughing wildly, laughing wildly.
My mouth was leaking, my head was bald and full of scars, and my skull was hit, but I still had to laugh - because it was so fun and joyful.
The man in the white vest could only feel the noise. He raised his fist and punched the red-skinned boy in the face. It was bloody, painful and injured, and you could see the bones. After ten punches, the laughter did not stop, but became more harsh.
"Is this guy crazy?" Bai Shit started to feel guilty and whispered his little thoughts to his companions: "Hey, I wanted to scare him and ask him to bring us some food, but then I felt that this piece of shit was really an eyesore.
, that guy Diamond really followed Yin Asong to Hongxing Mountain. If he escapes back in embarrassment, I can continue to laugh at him and bully him. What if he dies? That is the glory of life and the greatness of death.
, is Diamond worthy of being a hero?"
"But..." The worker was confused: "What does Diamond's life or death have to do with you beating this big red guy?"
"I'm anxious!" The white vest raised his voice, not afraid of being heard by the foreign guests in his hands, and completely broke his face: "When I am anxious, I can't control myself! The madness index must be skyrocketing! I can't see others' good things! This guy bought it
So many good dishes and good wine! He wants to have it all to himself! I can imagine how pretentious he is, eating only one bite of each dish! He also wants to show off his financial resources to me, and how elegant he looks when eating.
!I almost go crazy thinking about these things!”
The Albert Research Station is very close to the border with Niflheim.
There are many people with mental states like white vests. Bipolar disorder or intrusive thoughts keep them in a state of nervousness all the time, and it is easy to amplify negative emotions infinitely.
"Why is he still laughing?" The white vest picked up Cliff's collar, grabbed the flesh and blood model Hu's head, and showed it to people: "Why? It's like I was the one getting beaten! Why? Laughing.
Shouldn't it be me? I'm so strong...I..."
"Hey..." Cliff immediately stopped smiling and turned into a sinister expression: "Do you usually get beaten by this fat pig?"
The white vest was furious: "What did you say! What did you call me!?"
Cliff took out the money calmly.
"You call me fat pig - a Slavic pig, a large Siberian breeding pig."
When the strong Slavic man saw the dark and bright red pyroxene currency, the bloodshot eyes immediately disappeared, like a nerve reflex. The name of this magical annealing agent is money.
For these new generations of [Soviet] people who were born at the Albert Station.
The rules of survival in society are no longer as written in the textbooks.
The book says that labor can create happiness.
In fact, money can buy happiness.
It's like magic——
——With just a few banknotes, no hard work, no spring plowing or autumn harvest, the grain will naturally turn into food, carefully cooked, and delivered to them by beautiful girls.
What Cliff showed to White Vest were twenty pieces of pyroxene currency with a face value of one hundred dollars.
It is like a peach blossom fan that blows out the dirtiest and sweetest wind in the world through the hands of thousands of people.
"I'm a pig...what do you think I am...that's what I am..." The white vest no longer cares about any beliefs.
Two thousand pyroxene currency can send him to other places. As long as his mental state is stable, he can buy four short-distance tickets.
You can buy a lot of panaceas, and if you're lucky, you can also buy Guangling San Xiao Long Bao to soothe mental trauma.
Although Mingde allocates these supplies to the Albert Scientific Research Station every month, compared with the hot money, these strictly calculated quotas do not seem so attractive.
"You must be thinking..." Cliff lowered his lips, raised his brows, and made a weird expression: "As long as I leave this hotel, you will skin me and remove my bones, not even a single intestine."
Stay and send all your hair to a thermal power station to be burned - all the money I have on me will become yours, right?!"
The expression on the white vest's face suddenly changed. In front of a scumbag like Cliff, as long as he shows a little greed, he can't even hide his inner thoughts of killing and stealing.
Cliff: "You didn't answer me right away. I'm afraid that's what this brave and straightforward Slav was thinking just now - boys."
He slapped the white vest's face with money, and then he heard the other party's gasping sound.
He said to the young people who gathered around him——
"——This place is really scary. Your foreman, your good brother, and your opinion leader want to murder me, a helpless traveler. I ordered a table of dishes. I am in this strange place.
It’s a familiar place and I want to make some new friends...”
At this moment, at this moment, Bai Shit seemed to realize something.
He touched the big sheep's hooves on the table. He just tore off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. The fragrant fat and meat strips made his front teeth break. The spicy and salty taste spread evenly between his taste buds, and he heard Cliff hissing.
Yell loudly.
"These two thousand pyroxene coins are used as money to buy my life - after all, he looks tall and strong, and he is probably the most powerful one among you. It's a pity that you can't earn this money."
The white vest didn't seem to realize that the eyes of the workers who had obeyed him in the past were undergoing subtle changes. He only cared about eating meat and drinking. The food in the kitchen of the Red Nail Hotel was very expensive - these things were originally used for
The high-end goods used to entertain foreign tourists are priced at the price of slaughtered pigs, and locals cannot taste them at all.
Three or four young men squeezed into the crowd. They were very close to the dining table, but they did not dare to reach out. If they moved forward a little, they were immediately chased away by the fierce eyes in white vests.
That scene looked very much like a pack of wolves——
——While the wolf is eating, the children are also watching him eagerly.
Cliff then walked up to a few brave young men and took out more money from his pocket.
"Hey... I want to ask you to do something. It's not a very important thing to you."
The red-skinned devil deliberately lowered his voice, just enough to be heard by the white vest who was enjoying his meal.
He said to several young people——
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "——I beg you, protect me. If I can leave here alive, the money will be yours...let me count it."
The money made a clattering sound.
The frosted surface texture creates crisp and pleasant notes.
The man in the white vest stood up immediately, his eyes widened.
"what are you doing!?"
Cliff had just finished counting the money and looked at the arrogant and domineering local snake in surprise and fear.
"I'm just counting my property. Brother, you can eat and drink well. I'll pay for the food. Just treat it as a meeting gift from me...other things..."
"What were you doing just now!? I heard you clearly!" The white vest gnawed the chicken leg meat fiercely: "Do you think these guys can protect you? At the Albert Scientific Research Station, in the North District Industrial Park
, I have the final say on everything! If I want you to die, you have to die..."
"Oh! So that's it?" Cliff suddenly slapped his forehead and walked out for a few steps. He took back the banknotes he just handed out and the money slipped out of the young man's hand.
The white vest was so happy that snot bubbled from its nose.
"Hey! Looking at your stupid look, you don't know where you got the money... You must have done a lot of bad things, right?"
Cliff once again handed the coins to the white vest and said sincerely: "I am a businessman."
"Businessmen are all bad people!" He said this, but Bai Wei still collected the money. The pile of banknotes was so thick that it was bulletproof, and it was at least more than five thousand yuan.
Cliff: "Then you will arrest me? According to your rules, I will not die in the prison of the Albert Research Station, right? I have to go to other places. To be honest with you, if you
You can protect me and keep me safe, and my ability to make money is very strong..."
Before Cliff could finish speaking, White Vest sat back and said calmly: "That's the job of the Green Gold Guards, it has nothing to do with me..."
Cliff struck while the iron was hot: "Then let me talk to you about the commission fee. How much will it cost in exchange for my peace?"
"Uh..." Bai Shit thought for a while: "One hundred and fifty thousand pyroxene currency!"
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[part·Wake up!]
As soon as these words came out——
——People started to make noises and were surprised and speechless.
Even Dymonov, the most diligent member of the exploration team, could not earn more than 30,000 yuan a year.
Cliff covered his head: "Ouch! Ouch... I'm a little dizzy. The price you are asking is too high, too expensive. If it could be cheaper..."
It's too late, it's too late.
Immediately someone shouted: "I only want one hundred thousand! Cliff Guderian! One hundred thousand! I can find a way to protect you!"
Someone immediately called for a price: "Fifty-five thousand is enough! Not only you, but also the person you are carrying, I can also find a way to send him out safely!"
"That's great..." Cliff's eyes lit up, as if he had found a life-saving straw: "But! But...are you really capable of protecting me?"
White Vest was eating deliciously, but when he heard his coworkers shouting, he lost all appetite.
Still looking fierce, he rushed towards the crowd with his knife in hand.
"Wake up! I am the boss here! You want to rebel..."
Before the knife could be swung out—
——The Slavic man has a kitchen knife on his forehead.
Almost in just one minute, he changed from a white vest to a red vest.
Fourteen held various objects in his hands and cut the unfortunate man into pieces on the spot.
The splattered blood flew onto Cliff's face and was licked clean by his long scarlet tongue——
——Cliff pursed his lips with a look of disgust on his face, and the memories he tasted were all greasy, disgusting and hypocritical arrogance.
The energy of the elemental essence quickly worked in this ogre's body, allowing the scars on his face to heal and the congestion to dissipate.
When the hotel owner rushed over with a real gun, he saw only a corpse molded of flesh and blood, and people who were tortured under abnormal spiritual pressure, with almost crazy and terrifying eyes.
Cliff secretly picked up an ear, and he didn't know whose it belonged to. He put it in his belly, and beautiful black hair grew out of his bald head.
He groped around the body in the white vest, took out the blood-stained banknotes from his butt pocket, and handed them to the boss.
The boss looked at Cliff in surprise: "What on earth did you do?!"
"I don't even know what happened... I was just as surprised as you. I told them that if they could protect me and get out of this ghost town, maybe I would give them a bounty, but they started to commit suicide.
Killing each other, oh no, it should be murder."
The boss fearfully held the gun on guard. It was difficult to fight off these neurasthenic young men with the gun, as if he was dealing with a pack of wolves.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." Cliff deliberately stuffed an extra wad of money into the boss's pocket: "Let's take this body to the second floor. My friend is a doctor and is coming to Albert this time."
Scientific research station, I also want to help him complete this project, to understand the mysterious changes that occur in the human body in this weird spiritual pressure environment..."
Nine out of ten sentences that came out of Guderian's mouth were false, but money was true.
"Do things beautifully and don't think nonsense." Cliff leaned against the boss's ear and blew softly: "If things are done well, there will be more benefits waiting for you."
After painting the cake for his boss, this cult fan of Stairway to Heaven quickly walked upstairs as if nothing had happened, lamenting the loss of his life and feeling very regretful——
——The reason for regret is very simple.
In the past, if Cliff was asked to kill a person, it would not cost him so much money, and he did not need to say so many words. He only needed an axe.
He lamented that things are changing with each passing day, and in modern civilized society, it has become so difficult to kill people with money.
At this moment, a figure knocked open the door——
——It was 9527. She had been driving for a long time and had a car accident. Her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. There was a gash on her forehead, and her blood had frozen into ice slag.
As if he had exhausted all his strength, and tortured by Niflheim's spiritual pressure, he finally reached the front of the hotel.
"The goddess of luck cares about the brave!" Cliff licked his lips excitedly, and immediately walked downstairs quickly, looking at the powerful enemy who had lost his mind and was about to fall: "You must be delicious, right? I'm really curious.
Crazy! What do you smell like?"
In the central square, this girl killed the sentries and giants on the Stairway to Heaven. She killed people quickly and ruthlessly. Her willpower was extremely strong. Facing the encirclement and suppression by the giant hybrid warriors, she never gave up her desire to survive.
It is the best quality.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Cliff was impatient and wanted to pick up the unconscious 9527 from the arms of the hotel employee. His index finger moved greatly and his face flushed with excitement.
Xiao Qi could be heard murmuring in her sleep, as if she was still thinking of Xueming before she passed out -
"——Not far...Not far...Employer, I have to deliver something to the teacher...Soon..."
"It's so good...so good! So good!" Cliff grabbed the hotel staff and called the boss: "Did you hear it? This woman has a love as sweet as honey waiting for me to taste it!"
As long as you bite off 9527's brain, you may be able to taste this sweetness.
But to the hotel owner's ears, this sounds like a human flesh business.
"No...we have to save her! Guest...you..."
Cliff said casually: "My friend is a doctor. She will receive proper treatment. Do you want to watch her freeze to death in front of the hotel? She is covered with murderous equipment. What do you think of her?
What kind of thing are you messing with?"
The boss wavers under the temptation of money.
"What are you hesitating about?" Cliff took out his hc from his coat and prepared to swipe the card: "I am saving her life...Have you ever lived in this remote country for so many years and seen someone more beautiful than me?"
kind person?"
The boss hesitated again and again and finally refused the gift.
"No, someone died in my shop, and the Snow Mastiff troops will be here soon. Even though I don't know where you came from, but you are related to me, and death follows you. I can't leave this girl in your hands."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Cliff became angry and took out a gun from his pocket. Money and bullets always work together: "I said - I want this bitch, and I want it now!"
The boss didn't have time to find a gun to defend himself. All the clerks looked over at the first moment, but they didn't react immediately. They were shocked by Cliff's fierce and vicious expression and the terrifying coercion.
Wondering what happened.
"Xue Ming...Xue Ming..." 9527 was still talking in her sleep, her lips were cracked by the cold, her eyes were closed tightly, and she fell into the arms of the hotel owner.
The boss just looked at the gun indifferently and no longer dared to contradict the vicious guest.
Cliff grinned and said: "Be obedient. If you own this store, you will definitely make endless money, but you only have one life."
Boss: "What's written in the book is correct."
Cliff: "What book?"
Boss: "You are a devil who eats people without spitting out their bones."
I don't know when, 9527 tightly grasped the armband of Stairway to Heaven, as if trying to grab Xueming's arm.
It reveals half of the multi-shaped flag——
——Let the devil reveal his true form.
"Then there's nothing to talk about!~" Cliff looked at him eagerly and said wildly: "After you die, I will choose a clever one from these good guys to inherit your mantle and inherit your store. He will do a good job
Take care of your wife, and also take care of your waiter... He will have many healthy babies with these women... And you can only follow the bullets, bury them in the mud, and maybe escape from Niflheim
Hear their gasps in courtship. Repent... Going against me is..."
9527: "Xue Ming..."
"Don't fucking mention it! That name! Don't fucking mention Jiang Xueming!" Cliff's whole body tensed up, and his head began to ache when he thought of this god of death.
After finishing speaking, Jiang Xueming——
"——Then I have to mention a few more words."
David Victor was wearing the military uniform of the Snow Mastiff Army, leaning on Cliff's tall and broad shoulders in the wind and snow.
Teacher Victor held Cliff's chin with one hand and held a pen with the other hand - writing a mark of shame on the enemy's neck.
[Thou shalt not kill]
The little red-skinned devil meets the devil of hell.
"Clive Guderian - I believe that a person's life is spent in continuous learning and constantly honing one's skills, which is the most fulfilling. This trip to the Albert Research Station is just a little bit of selfishness on my part.
, you want to collect materials, but it is unfortunate that you meet me, the evil star of hell. I often think about it, and I will find valuable qualities in students and use them to my own advantage." Victor finished writing,
His dexterous fingers unlocked and removed the pistol's sleeve with quick movements: "This is a skill Jiang Xueming taught me."
Cliff still wanted to stand up and swing his arms, but as soon as he was delivered with a severe elbow blow, his body became stiff, as if he had been affected by the frost and wind and could not move, and there was another line added to the branded contract on his neck.
[Do not hurt others]
"Since you don't want to hear his name, he is like the night devil in ancient Siberian legends, the devil who can stop children from crying. Just this word has scared you to death." Teacher Victor fiddled with his big hands.
Open Cliff's head and clear a path——
——He walked forward and picked up Xiao Qi from the innkeeper.
The red devil bared his teeth at his colleagues who were still in the world.
Cliff's legs weakened and he almost knelt down: "vip! vip... vip! I want to tell you about the Stairway to Heaven. Please listen to me a few more words... maybe... maybe you are right
Interesting! Do you want to become an idol? With such surging spiritual pressure...such pure anger...you can definitely become the sun! Compared to the cowardly and incompetent person upstairs who only thinks about women! Yours
The soul is simply like..."
Before he finished speaking, [Hell Highway]'s fist was like a hammer——
——With just a few punches, the immortal Yu Jin's skull was broken into pieces.
Victor took out the panacea from his carrying bag——
"I want to talk to you about another student of mine. When faced with your money and your gun-" Victor's power suddenly appeared: "-he will neither be afraid nor greedy.
, you will probably say something like this: [On the road of my life, there are still many fights waiting for me to fight!], after saying this, you will see your own brain, everything will start to spin, even the time to repent.
None, even the chance to beg for mercy was lost."
The immortal rune was exposed from Cliff's thalamus, and the door to death was wide open.
Without even letting out a scream, the red-skinned kid's neck bone was broken into two pieces by the severe blows from [Hell's Highway].
Victor pulled out the needle from 9527's neck.
"——As for your kind invitation, that Laoshizi [Stairway to Heaven], please allow me to refuse. I am already busy enough dealing with readers. Just reading and replying to letters every day can raise my madness index to [ ], not to mention the salary.
The way of kings.”
The devil's hot heart tail burst out——
——The Immortal Rune broke into ten thousand pieces and turned into a handful of smoke and dust in the black mist.