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Chapter 368 Answer whatever you ask!(1/2)

Chapter 368 You can answer whatever you ask!

Author: Liang Xueli

Chapter 368 You can answer whatever you ask!

The events in the basement happened too quickly, as unpredictable as the thunderstorm in summer. The sky was clear in the first second, but the next second became dark clouds.

Among the seven people present, except Lu Feng, there was fear and confusion in their eyes. They didn't know what John, who was standing in front of them, would do next.

Will even they want to kill?

Lu Feng's eyes were still empty, as if they were two bottomless abysses.

Everyone looked at John's eyes and thought of that sentence in their hearts. When you were staring at the abyss, the abyss was also staring at you.

Originally, Lu Feng did not intend to start a massacre, but this group of people had obviously touched Lu Feng's bottom line and were all the murderers of the family massacre last night.

The most important thing is that Lu Feng doesn't believe that they have been with Locke for so long. Since they have captured their Chinese compatriots now, it proves that at least they have a high chance of doing this before.

Their hands are covered with the blood of our Chinese compatriots, so these people cannot be kept!

In the basement, almost no one howled, or they didn't have time to howl.

The lower world of the abandoned factory area is filled with blood.

After doing all this, Lu Feng walked out of the basement, and the expression on his face seemed to be telling everyone that nothing had happened just now.

The people outside didn't know what happened in the basement just now, and Lu Feng didn't plan to kill them.

It is not difficult to kill them, but the difficulty is the local police's investigation. After all, hundreds of people died collectively, which is not a trivial matter in the 39th block.

But if Lu Feng stops, it is a different matter. In the eyes of outsiders, this is likely to be a battle within the organization for power.

Walk out of the iron fence, and the land wind opens the scent tracking.

The range of olfactory tracking is seven kilometers, and a faint thin line appears in front of the land wind, guiding him in the direction.

This is the masked man he just marked who appeared underground.

Then Lu Feng found another corner where no one was, changed his face, and began to track it.

...

There were a little girl in the car, with a total of fifty-one people, crowded in a crowded, closed, dark, and strange carriage.

Even prisoners of war will be respected, and those who surrender will be treated preferentially.

And what about them?

Now the Holsingen group wants their lives.

The little girl still doesn't know what happened, and where the truck is going to take them.

All he knew was that last night, the man who saved her from water and fire never came out again after entering the toilet of the coffee shop, and he didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.

She had been waiting for a long time and wanted to find her, but when she left her seat, she was covered with black cloth from behind and made her faint.

When she woke up again, she was already brought here.

She wanted to ask the people who were traveling, where they were going to be taken, but everyone's eyes were dull and there was no light, like a walking corpse, and they would not answer anything the little girl asked.

Only the Chinese people closest to him, seeing the little girl is still so young, would still have a few pity in their eyes, but they still did not respond to her words.

The little girl didn't know how long it took. In short, it was after a few "clang clang" that the truck finally stopped.

As soon as the dazzling light began to expand from the crack in the truck door.

Everyone in the car was driven out.

After they came down, they looked around and found that they were in a secret base where they were located in a mountain, and they did not know the coordinates.

The crowds coming and going around were all live-fire soldiers. Judging from their attitude, it would be harder for them to escape than climb to the sky.

At this moment, someone in their group of people suddenly began to twitch their limbs, their eyes were tilted and their saliva flew. After a while, he suddenly ran towards the masked man who asked them to get on the bus before.

He knelt on the ground and hugged the other person's feet, crying: "I beg you! Give me a small white pill. I've been holding it in the car for too long. I can't stand it anymore!"

"It seems like there are ten thousand bugs crawling in my head, gnawing on my brain."

"Don't you want my kidneys? Take it! I just need to change to a small white pill, even if you take my life!"

After the man finished speaking.

Only then did everyone standing there looking at it?

It turned out that this person was addicted to it.

Many of them are like him, and they are addicts.

If these people get addicted.

That can be said to be able to do anything.

In this state, they are almost separated from the standards of intelligent creatures.

Some people are infected by themselves, while others are injected by Locke, and they are forced to be infected by them in order to make them obedient and extract surplus value from their families.

But no, the blindfolded man ignored the addict's response at all. Looking at the other party was like looking at an ant on the roadside.

His face was cold, and he pulled out a pistol from his waist and loaded it.

His expression didn't even change at all, and he aimed at the other party's head with a shot.

The man, accompanied by gunfire, fell to the ground without any strength.

Everyone was shocked.

The gunshots rang out, and the man scattered his head, and he never moved again on the ground.

"Hurry up and ask someone to clean up, and take out all the organs that can be used while the body is not cold yet." The masked man didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, and coldly ordered his subordinates beside him.

Human life is here, and in the eyes of these people, it is like grass.

The little girl was so scared that she didn't dare to speak out. The scene just now suddenly made her ring the bloody scene she saw in her living room last night.

But at that time, the man who was a little mysterious and spoke very well, and was still by his side this morning was no longer here.

When she heard words such as "white pills", she suddenly figured out what place this place was and what are these people doing here.

In the early years, she heard some news from her father that the man named Locke was not only doing the "white pill" business, but also sneaked in other illegal business activities.

Her father also hated this and disdained those people for joining him. Because he was a small leader in District 38 and had some power, he often stumbling to those people.

Locke has been disgusted with his father for a long time, which is also the main reason why Locke intends to kill their family.

"Hurry up, hurry up and drive these people to the warehouse!" The masked man shouted to his subordinates. After seeing the crowds start to gather, he pointed to a white guard closest to the little girl and said:

"Take her to my office!"

The white guard understood and followed the masked man with the little girl.

At this time, the little girl could only follow her obediently, and she was powerless to resist.

After learning that this group of people should be related to Locke, and the man who targeted Locke was once again indifferent, the little girl guessed that the other party was probably in trouble like her family.

The last fear in her eyes also showed that it began to dissipate, the light in her eyes began to disappear, and her whole body was like the people in the previous carriage, like a walking zombie.

The masked man, along with the white guard, took the little girl to a luxuriously decorated office, which included a desk, a sofa, and a huge bed.

The little girl glanced around the office again, but found that in the corner, there were two or three young girls who were old and old, tied up with ropes.

He was naked all over his body, and there were still a few purple spots on his face, which obviously showed signs of being beaten up.

I saw that there were obvious tears on their faces, and I saw their miserable situation.

This guy is definitely not a good person!

The methods are also extremely cruel.

Although the little girl was not old, he instantly guessed what the masked man would do to him.

She subconsciously wanted to run behind her.

The strong fear made her feel a little hard to breathe.

Her face was full of fear!

She wanted to cry and shout.

But he was grabbed by a big hand behind him.

The other party's hands were huge and powerful, just like two iron pliers, firmly clamping her hands, no matter how she twisted her body, how she cried and howled, her throat was hoarse, and she couldn't break free.

The more the little girl howled, the more excited the masked man seemed, and an unprecedented hormone spread around the room with him as the center.

"Want to shout? Want to shout?"

"I'll call you whatever you want."

"For me, even if you scream and say something, no one will pay attention to you. The more you scream, the more excited I will be!" Behind the masked man's mask, a few flashes of crazy eyes flashed.

The little girl gradually began to despair, turned her head desperately, and glanced at the white guard who was still standing aside, carrying him over.

In his eyes, the other party was like a life-saving straw, and tears wet his eyes. In a blur, the figure of the white guard in front of him seemed to coincide with the man last night.
To be continued...
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