This soft sound was so inaudible that if it were placed on any street corner, it would be easily obliterated.
But right now, in this silent and deserted unfinished building, the only sounds around are the chirping of summer insects and the rustling of leaves in the evening wind. This slight sound seems so clear, a drop of
The viscous liquid fell on the tip of my nose, and at the same time it seemed to fall into the bottom of my heart.
The whale king instinctively dodged back, with a somewhat flustered expression on his face. He didn't know what this drop of viscous liquid was, but when his nerves were tense, any abnormal sound or movement could cause people to panic.
Extremely frightened.
"King Whale, what's wrong?" Tarik III asked in confusion, and the expression on his face became serious as the King Whale panicked. He held the gun in his hand tightly and couldn't breathe for a moment.
was forcibly suppressed.
Bada...
There was another slight sound above the head, and a drop of viscous liquid fell on Tariq III's forehead.
Tariq III quickly raised his pistol and pointed it at the top. At the same time, he raised his hand and touched the liquid on his forehead, put it in his mouth and licked it. He immediately stepped back in panic.
"It's blood!"
"Blood!"
Tariq III and the Whale King stood side by side, and the two spoke almost at the same time.
Bata, bah...
The surroundings were still quiet except for the sound of blood dripping from above. An extremely bad premonition spread in the hearts of the two people. A cool wind blew by, and there seemed to be more in the air.
There was a smell of blood, and there was a strong smell of death in the fishy smell.
"What...what should I do?" Tarik III's tone was trembling. Normally, he wouldn't dare to be arrogant and arrogant. In this situation, there were only two of him, the injured whale king, and the unknown person upstairs.
The situation, the most primitive fear of mankind, erupted like the flood that broke the embankment.
"Go up and have a look!"
The Whale King gritted his teeth. Things had reached this point. He was on the verge of losing his mind. In this battle tonight, almost all of his elite brothers were destroyed. The remaining fifty or so little brothers were also killed.
I don't know where he went. At this moment, he was like a red-eyed gambler who lost everything and wanted to overturn the entire gambling table, even if there was an abyss below.
"Old whale..."
When Tarik III opened his mouth, the Whale King was already striding upstairs, no longer cautious or hesitant.
Tariq III wanted to escape, but due to curiosity and too much panic, he did not dare to leave alone without permission, so he had no choice but to follow the Whale King upstairs.
The sixth floor was open-air, the wind was a little louder, and the smell of blood was strong. As soon as the whale king popped his head, he smelled the strong smell of blood in the air.
Summer is hot, and blood will turn smelly after fermenting in the air for an hour or two.
Tariq III took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and looked at the ground around him. He immediately felt a chill running down his spine. The corpses on the ground and the miserable state of death made him unable to bear it.
He bent over and vomited.
The whale king's pupils also shrank twice. Almost every one of the scattered corpses died tragically. Almost no corpse was complete. Some had their heads chopped off, some were missing arms and legs, and some were missing.
The intestines in the stomach came out.
There were many buzzes of mosquitoes in the air, as well as swarms of flies, and a few black crows. When illuminated by the light of the flashlight, they raised their heads towards this side, their eyes glowing with forest green light.
, the corners of their mouths were stained with the flesh and blood of corpses. These crows did not seem to be afraid of light or people. They turned back and continued to peck at the corpses on the ground.
"It's over..."
The Whale King let out a long sigh, full of despair, "The Vasily family was destroyed, the Black Panther was killed, and now our White Whale Gang is almost destroyed. It is wrong to come to Heihe Province this time, it is wrong..."
The Whale King muttered to himself, the expression on his face was lifeless, as if he had been separated from the body of his soul.
Tariq III finally stopped vomiting. He had killed a lot of people and had seen a lot of miserable scenes, but at once he saw more than fifty people lying on the ground in a mess, all looking like they were dead.
On a night like this, his inner defenses immediately became unstoppable.
"Old Whale, let's leave quickly. There is an old Chinese saying that leaves green hills without worrying about firewood. Let's leave now and return to our own land to recuperate. One day we will come back for revenge."
"Walk?"
The Whale King smiled bitterly as if he was disappointed, "How to leave? This person in the dark has taken action, and more than fifty brothers have not let go. This is because someone is targeting us, and we can't leave."
"Is your surname Lin?"
"It's not like, he can't know who I'm setting up here."
"Who is that?"
"come out!"
The Whale King suddenly raised his pistol and fired loudly into the air. He fired a bunch of bullets in one breath, took out the bullets and was about to replace them. Tariq III immediately hugged him and said: "
You are so crazy. Let’s leave quickly while there is no one around. Do you have to recruit people? You are so similar, I don’t want to die!”
Tarik III roared angrily, dodged the gun in the Whale King's hand, and threw it to the ground, shattering it into pieces.
"MD, why do I have teammates like you pigs? If you want to die, just stay here by yourself. I still want to live!"
Tariq III turned around and walked downstairs. His steps were very fast, and he almost walked down from the sixth floor to the first floor in one breath. The Whale King did not follow him, and he was too lazy to care. He just wanted to do it now.
Get out of this damn place quickly.
Tariq III was just about to come out of the unfinished building when something suddenly fell from the roof. With a whoosh, it fell in front of him. Suddenly, a stream of warm blood splashed out.
There was a look of fright on his face. After calming down for a moment, he turned around and yelled upstairs, "Whale King, you're so fucking crazy!"
After cursing, Tariq III was about to leave, but suddenly he noticed something, stopped, took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight again, and shined a light on the corpse on the ground.
The face of the corpse was slapped on the ground. For a moment, it was too bloody to tell who it was, but he could recognize the clothes on the corpse. They belonged to the whale king who was with him just now...
"ah!"
Tariq III screamed loudly, raised his pistol and pointed it at the upstairs, shouting: "Who, who is hiding there, come out quickly!"
There was still no movement upstairs, and the surroundings were also quiet. The only sound was the flapping wings of the crows on the roof, which sounded like the footsteps of the god of death in the darkness.
Tariq III swallowed hard and stopped thinking about it. He immediately ran towards the car parked aside, opened the door and got in. Just as he was about to start the car, he realized that there was a person sitting in the passenger seat.