Tat...

This slight sound is so weak that it is easily obscured if placed on any street corner.

But at this quiet and desolate unfinished building, there was only the rustling sound of summer insects at night and the sound of the evening breeze blowing the leaves. The slight sound seemed so clear. A drop of sticky liquid fell on the tip of the nose, and at the same time it seemed to fall into the heart.

The Whale King instinctively dodged back, and his face was a little flustered. He didn't know what this drop of sticky liquid was. It was just that when the nerves were tight, any random noise or movement could make people extremely shocked.

"Whale King, what's wrong?" Tarik III asked in confusion, and the expression on his face became solemn as the whale King panic. He held the gun in his hand tightly, and his breathing was forcibly suppressed for the moment.

Tat...

There was another slight sound above his head, and a drop of sticky liquid fell on Tarik III's forehead.

Tarik III quickly raised his pistol and pointed it at it. 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!"

Tarik III and the Whale King stood shoulder to shoulder, and the two spoke almost at the same time.

Tak, Tak...

Around, except for the sound of blood dripping from above, there was still a quiet and extremely bad premonition spreading in the hearts of the two of them. A cool wind blew, and there seemed to be a more bloody smell in the air, with a strong smell of death in the fishy smell.

"What... what to do?" Tarik III's tone trembled. He didn't dare to be arrogant and arrogant in his daily life. In this situation, only him and the injured Whale King, as well as the situation that he didn't know about, a primitive fear of mankind broke out like a flood that broke into the dam.

"Go up and take a look!"

The Whale King gritted his teeth and Huazi. Things had reached this point. He was on the verge of losing his mind. In this battle tonight, almost all the elite brothers under his command were destroyed. The remaining fifty brothers were not known where they were left. At this time, he was like a bankrupt red-eyed gambler who lost his bet. He wanted to overturn the entire gambling table, even if there was a deep abyss below.

"Old Whale..."

Tarik III spoke, and the Whale King had already strode upstairs, no longer being careful or looking back.

Tarik III wanted to escape, but he was curious, but he didn't know that he was too panicked and did not dare to leave alone, so he had to follow the Whale King upstairs.

The sixth floor is open air, the wind is a little louder, and the smell of blood is strong. As soon as the whale king appeared, he smelled the stench in the strong blood in the air.

It is hot in summer, and blood will become odorous after fermenting in the air for an hour or two.

Tarik III took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight, and shone it on the surrounding ground. He suddenly felt a ray of cold air sucking through his back. The corpses all over the ground, the miserable death situation, made him bent down and vomit.

The whale king's pupils also shrank twice. Each of them died tragically. Almost none of them were intact. Some had their heads cut off, some had few arms and legs, and some had intestines in their stomachs flowed out.

There were many mosquitoes in the air, and there were also groups of flies, and several black crows, shining by the light of the flashlight, raised their heads toward this side. The eyes were green, and the corners of the mouth were stained with flesh and blood of the corpse. These crows seemed not afraid of light or people, and turned around and continued to peck at the corpses on the ground.

"It's over..."

The Whale King sighed, full of depressedness, "The Vasily family was destroyed and the Black Panther was killed. Now my White Whale Gang is almost destroyed. It is wrong to come to Heihe Province this time..."

The whale king murmured to himself, and the expression on his face had no chance at all. At this moment, he seemed to have been pulled away from his soul's body.

Tarik III finally stopped vomiting. He had killed many people and had seen many miserable scenes. But suddenly he saw more than fifty lying on the ground, all of whom were tragically dying. On such a night, his inner defense line was immediately unrestrained.

"Old Whale, let's go quickly. There is an old saying in China that you can keep the green mountains and there is no need to worry about burning firewood. Let's leave now and return to our own land to recuperate. One day we will come back to take revenge."

"Walk?"

The Whale King smiled bitterly, "How can I leave? The person in the dark took action, but more than fifty brothers were not spared. It was someone who was eyeing us, and we couldn't leave."

"Is the surname Lin?"

"Unlike, he couldn't know the person I'm setting up here."

"Who is that?"

"come out!"

The Whale King suddenly raised his pistol and opened fire in the air. He finished firing a round of bullets in one breath, took out the bullets and was about to replace them. Tarik III immediately hugged him and said, "You are so crazy. Let's go quickly while there is no one around. Could you just want to attract people? You are so similar, I don't want to die yet!"

Tarik III roared, and he hid the gun in the Whale King's hand, and threw it to the ground with great force.

"Md, how could I have teammates of you pigs? If you want to die, stay here, I still want to live!"

Tarik III turned around and walked downstairs. His steps were very fast. From the sixth floor to the first floor, he almost breathed down in one breath. The Whale King did not follow him, and he was too lazy to care. He just wanted to leave this ghost place quickly.

Tarik III was about to come out of the unfinished building, but something suddenly fell from the roof. With a hush, it fell in front of him. Suddenly, a stream of warm blood splattered on his face. He was frightened and calmed his mind a little. He turned around and cursed upstairs, "Whale King, you're so crazy!"

After scolding, Tarik III was about to leave, but suddenly noticed something, stopped and took out his cell phone, turned on the flashlight again, and shone it towards the corpse on the ground.

The corpse's face was slapped on the ground, and for a moment he couldn't tell who it was, but he could recognize the clothes on the corpse, which was the whale king who had just been with him...

"ah!"

Tarik III screamed loudly, raised his pistol and pointed it upstairs, shouting: "Who is hiding where, please come out for me!"

There was still no movement upstairs, and there was also a quiet place around. Only the sound of the crows on the roof flapping their wings, which seemed to be the footsteps of the god of death seeking life in this darkness.
Chapter completed!