Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 295 Kane's Dead End

After finally dealing with Charlemagne's problem, Ross immediately set his sights beyond Arkham.

He promised that Charlemagne could prove that he didn't kill anyone, and that he wasn't crazy, so he wasn't just talking in vain.

For these preparations, he planned to go out tonight.

Coming out of the office, Ross went directly to the underground research institute.

Dr. Morsi is still researching new blood therapy products, completely immersed in the ocean of blood.

Ross didn't bother him either. He took a few bottles of potions and asked Debbie to record them before turning around and leaving.

The days in Massa Province in January are very short, and it is completely dark after 20 o'clock in the evening, and the temperature begins to drop rapidly, even reaching minus [-] degrees.

The night wind is blowing, and the biting chill can easily penetrate the cotton coats that are not thick enough, making people feel the majesty of this winter.

When Arkham was about to welcome its own lively and rich nightlife, an eagle soared somewhere, easily reached a height of several kilometers, and then disappeared into the night sky in an instant with the ear-piercing sound barrier.

At the same time, the provincial capital of the province of Massa, the city center of Massa City, and the headquarters of the Provincial Police Department.

The tired Kane sat on the sofa weakly, his old face looked so pale and powerless, like a dying lion king, unable to protect his species and territory.

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, several gunshots suddenly came from outside, and the piercing screams were blocked by the double-layer glass, and only vague shouts could be heard here.

Kane stretched out a trembling hand to hold the coffee cup on the side, but was forced to stop due to the weakness of that finger, and used his left hand, which he seldom used, to pick up the coffee.

His illness is getting worse.

Now he hasn't been home for almost a week, and he shuts himself in this office every day, because he can feel safe here.

His dislike of the family he had little affection for since he was a child has changed to a little fear now.

He was afraid that when he went home, those who coveted his rights would know his physical condition, and he was even afraid that those people would be greedy for profit and kill him at home.

He couldn't find any sense of security in his own home, and he didn't even trust his wife, his two sons and two daughters.

Only here, only this office can make him feel at ease, because here he still has absolute authority, and the policemen he single-handedly picked up are still obedient and grateful to him.

At the same time, in the dark, the guards he secretly supports are also guarding his master at all times.

Although this would reassure him temporarily, he knew that his time was running out.

Every day he wakes up these days, he can clearly feel the aggravation of his condition.

When I met Joel that day, he could barely hold the cane with his right hand to support his body.

But now this hand can no longer even hold the cup.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!" The eyes of the legendary Masa tiger were filled with urgency and fear.

He was afraid that he didn't have enough time and missed the hope and miracle that might exist.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Kane's tired voice came: "Come in."

Immediately, the handsome young man walked in, and he could see that there was still a lot of blood on the cuffs of the white shirt on the inside of the black coat.

It was not the enemy's blood, but his own.

"Those guys' temptations are becoming more and more frequent and blatant, and now some people in the police station are starting to change their minds and start playing around the wind." The young man said in a low voice.

Kane still said calmly at this time: "It seems that there should be many more people who want me to die than people who want me to live."

The young man nodded silently: "You have to be prepared for the worst. They have already dared to blatantly attack near the police station. If no one tipped them off, they would not have the courage to do so."

Kane also fell silent immediately.

Along with his physical problems, his empire is gradually crumbling from within.

"In two days, if there is no news after two days, you can go." Kane leaned on the chair and said lightly.

The young man replied coldly: "I will not go anywhere. As long as I am alive, no one can come near you."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Kane looked at the young man's back, and reminded him in a feeble voice: "Bandage the wound."

The young man froze, then walked out and closed the office door.

Outside the office, the policemen who were working all set their sights on this young man.

Although they are Kane's loyal subordinates, they can see the recent situation and wind direction very clearly.

At this time, they must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise their future will be full of anxiety.

"What are you looking at! All the cases in hand have been dealt with!?" At this moment, Church opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

Everyone bowed their heads immediately after hearing this, and continued to work.

Time passed slowly, and there were more and more calls in the police station. At six o'clock, there were less than five police officers left in the huge police station, and Chief Church was naturally among them.

"Chief, something is wrong!" a young policeman whispered.

Church, who has been busy with the case, also discovered the seriousness of the problem at this time, because he suddenly found that the noisy neighborhood in the past suddenly became quiet.

Immediately, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and pushed the door and rushed in: "Director! Something is wrong! I will take you out of here!"

Kane's face was serious at this time, he naturally discovered the problem, but...he couldn't do anything about it.

Because the people who are attacking him now are beyond his imagination.

In the dark night, the light of street lamps tries to illuminate the dark road.

Soon, heavy snow fell from the sky, seeming to bury all traces of tonight.

Under the dim street lights, in the wind and snow, some figures suddenly appeared, and then piercing gunfire sounded.

This was an extremely fierce gun battle, which lasted for more than ten minutes.

However, such a tragic shootout in the downtown area still took place in the Provincial Police Department, but no one paid attention to it.

The remaining five policemen in the police hall were pale at this moment, holding the guns in their hands tightly, and their bodies were trembling.

At this moment, with the sound of some messy footsteps, they saw the cruel young man running in with blood all over his body.

He has at least four bullet holes in his body, and it is a miracle that the whole person can run.

He rushed directly into Kane's office and whispered: "This life is returned to you."

After speaking, his body softened and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Church squeezed the gun in his hand, his eyes were red: "These traitors!"

After speaking, he rushed out frantically.

Then there were more gunshots and everything quieted down.

Naturally, the remaining four policemen had dispersed long ago, threw away their weapons, and surrendered with their heads in their hands.

In the office, Kane sat on the ground, holding the young man's body covered in blood, and said in a low voice, "Bell, my child, I'm sorry for you."

(End of this chapter)