Three violent explosions sounded. After the standard pineapple bomb exploded, thousands of tiny marbles, driven by the explosives, swept away in all directions like a violent storm. Suddenly, screams resounded throughout the bar.
Among the twenty-odd people on the dance floor who were originally squatting for cover, seven or eight were killed or injured at once, but Li Xiangdong and others were basically unscathed.
This is actually not surprising at all. The reason Tian Yangsheng made their own grenades back then was because the standard pineapple bombs were too easy to dodge. Under certain circumstances, they could only be used as tactical grenades without any suddenness.
After three explosions, the iron door of the basement was suddenly pushed open, and three big men rushed out, holding Remingtons in their hands and firing several shots in all directions.
Feeling no counterattack, the three of them panted heavily and began to observe the situation in the bar. At this moment, they suddenly felt a strong wind coming from above their heads.
The three of them subconsciously looked up at the sky, and saw a man jumping down from the second floor. He was in the air with his feet apart, and "bang" and "bang" he kicked two big men on the head at the same time. The two big men were miserable.
He screamed and flew backwards to both sides.
The last person was obviously startled by the sudden appearance of the enemy in the air. He was extremely nervous and turned the gun as if reflexively and was about to shoot. At this moment, Abu suddenly lifted his left hand and hit the gun body hard.
The muzzle of the gun deflected, and a bullet hit the wall directly.
The shot was deflected, and before the guy had time to scream, Abu's five fingers on his right hand were pressed together like a poisonous snake and he jumped out and hit the man's neck with a bang. He didn't know how much strength he used.
The fingers that were brought together almost pierced the skin, and half of the fingers were dug into the opponent's neck. The man's eyes were immediately turned white and most of his tongue was stuck out.
With a "bang", the Remington in his hand fell to the ground. The strong man took two steps back, covered his neck with his hands and gasped with his mouth wide open, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't suck in any air. It was obvious that his entire trachea had been sucked by Abu.
It was broken in one stroke.
Before the two big men who had just been kicked down could get up, Abu hit one of them in the head with a whip kick. Then he pulled back his right foot, half-rotated his body, and knocked out the other guy again with a spinning kick from his left foot.
Wang Yaozu used his left hand to support the railing on the second floor and jumped down. He looked down at the three people on the ground who were instantly knocked down by Abu. He extended a thumbs up and said, "Not bad, awesome."
I looked around and saw that except for a few injured and howling people on the first floor, the others were either dead or squatting quietly on the ground with their heads in their hands, shivering. There was no resistance left, but the iron that had just been opened leading to the underground.
The door has been firmly closed, and obviously there are people below.
"You know the people below, you can't run away. As long as you agree to my request, I won't hurt you. Don't worry, I don't like killing. I love peace."
"Fuck you, don't even think about lying to me. Everyone outside is dead. I will never open the door to you!" A voice came from the basement.
"You have to believe me, I use my personality as a guarantee!" He waved to Li Xiangdong, who immediately handed him a Remington. While Wang Yaozu said this, he changed the bomb again, this time with a single-ended bullet.
Break the lock!
"I won't believe you, you butcher and executioner. I have already called the police. The police will be here soon. You can't run away!" The people below continued to roar, their voices full of fear and anger.
"Call the police? Are you ABT? Do you have any backbone? This is too much!" As he said this, Wang Yaozu pointed the Remington in his hand at the lock of the big iron door and suddenly pulled the trigger.
"Boom", "Boom" and "Boom" three bullets, the entire lock was completely destroyed. Abu next to him used force and suddenly opened the big iron door. The man jumped down the stairs like a cheetah, and jumped up in two big steps.
He suddenly jumped up from the middle of the stairs, used his feet on the wall, and fell straight into the center of the basement in disguise.
"Click, click, click!" Just as Abu changed direction and flew out, a metal storm hit the stairs where he had just fought. However, the people in the basement obviously did not expect that Abu was so flexible, and quickly turned their guns and prepared to shoot again.
With a "bang" gunshot, Wang Yaozu walked down the stairs. The golden sand eagle in his hand was spinning in his hand and was inserted back into his waist. The man who had just yelled had his whole gun-holding right hand knocked out. At this moment
He was holding his severed hand and howling miserably.
Walking into the basement, the space is large and bright enough. There are two iron shelves in the corner, with packages of white crystals and packages of white powder placed on them. Next to them, two long tables are surrounded by
There are two rows of chairs with many trays placed on them. Inside the trays are small plastic bags, the same size as the seasoning bags, obviously used to pack the poison.
Next to it were three large iron cages placed side by side. Seeing this scene, Wang Yaozu blurted out, "F*ck".
There were two women and one man locked in the iron cage. The three of them were naked with iron chains hanging around their necks. They were looking at Wang Yaozu who walked into the basement with fear on their faces.
"Cheng Hui is having fun!" Wang Yaozu's face gradually turned ugly as he walked to the iron cage with interest on his face.
The two women turned out to be a yellow race, a mixed-race black man, and the man next to them was also a yellow race. I couldn’t tell which country they were from, but they were people of color who were locked in iron cages in the basement by a group of white supremacist gangs.
Will this end well?
Just look at the whip marks, knife wounds, cigarette butt burns, strangulation marks and other injuries on their bodies.
Wang Yaozu didn't want to ask her (them) what happened to them, he didn't want to make his originally happy mood worse, and he didn't want to ask them which country they were from.
So what if they find out they are Chinese? Apart from making the other party feel ashamed and humiliating them in front of their family members, it will not be of any use. It is better not to say anything, let them go afterwards, and just pretend they don't know.
It is rare to be confused, and it may not be a good thing to understand everything. It also gives them (them) a chance to pretend to be confused. In the future, they may forget this past and live a happy life again.
Oprah was abused and raped by her relatives at the age of 9, which lasted for five years. She later grew into the most watched woman in the world!
In the future, who knows.
In addition to the three iron cages where people were imprisoned, various ghost symbols were graffitied on the walls. However, the overall look still had a bit of artistry, but the smell of violence permeated from inside.
In addition to these, there are tables, chairs, benches, sofas, coffee tables, beds, etc., as if the basement also has the function of resting.
Stepping towards the guy who was holding his severed hand and howling miserably, Wang Yaozu paused after taking just two steps. He slowly turned around and frowned at the wall full of graffiti. At the interfaces of several colors
He faintly discovered a crack.
This crack is not a straight line, but an irregular curve.
"Haha, it's quite a secret." He turned his hand over, and a pair of sunglasses appeared in his hand. He put it on, pushed it gently, and looked at the wall again. A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Yaozu's mouth, "You can be as cunning as a ghost and
What, uncle, I am cheating!"
Stepping over, the guy who was howling just now stopped even screaming, and watched helplessly as Wang Yaozu inserted the index and middle fingers of both hands into the eyes of a grimace, and then pulled it out suddenly.