Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Suddenly, the lights in the factory went out.

From the first scream, despair began to spread.

Basako and Gaswal had been in the office on the second floor. They saw the inside of the factory through the window.

There were red lines spreading in the darkness, and there were gunshots one after another.

Bang bang bang——

"Open the door...Boss, help..."

A man was banging on the office door.

Basako opened the door and was about to pull his men in.

But the subordinate seemed to be pulled on the back by something.

Then the whole person flew out, fell off the fence and fell to the ground.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Devil, it's a demon... Our enemy is not a human being, it's a demon..." Basako kept holding the cross. He felt that the cross was a little hot, and panic was written on his face.

Red lines began to spread from every corner.

Gasval quickly closed the door.

But this doesn't stop the red lines from spreading.

Red lines seeped in from under the door.

Basako and Geisvar pointed their guns at the patterns on the ground and fired.

But the bullet rebounded and hit Gaswal's thigh.

Basako was so frightened that he smashed the glass window and fell downstairs.

Basako didn't know where he was going to escape. He found a trash can and got in. He kept holding the cross and hiding in the trash can.

The gunshots and screams in my ears still didn't stop and lasted for a very long time.

“O Lord Almighty, please bless your pious servant and drive away this evil force.”

…

"Boton, are you up?"

"Damn it, Dawes, you're definitely up to no good if you call so early."

"You guessed it, the industrial area of ​​the northern suburbs."

"That should be Mexican territory, right?"

"Um."

"What happened?"

"You'll find out when you come here."

Bolton already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the scene, he saw countless stumps and broken arms.

There was a police officer who seemed to be seeing this scene for the first time and was vomiting next to him.

Bolton looked at the bloody scene in front of him, and his expression became more solemn.

Even though these are all criminals, no one can remain calm in the face of such a scene.

Bolton came out for some air, but the smell inside was unbearable.

"How many people were killed in total?"

"Same as yesterday, not a single dead person. Counting the number of limbs, there are 325 people in total, and all of them are Mexicans and Colombians."

Bolton kicked the trash can next to him hard: "Damn it."

"ah……"

Suddenly, a howling sound came from the trash can.

The surrounding police officers were also frightened, and they all took out their guns and pointed them at the trash can.

Bolton made a gesture, stepped forward cautiously, and opened the trash can.

"Basako!?"

"It's me, it's me, Mr. Police, arrest me. I plead guilty. I plead guilty. I admit all the charges. Arrest me quickly."

At this moment, Basako was shouting incoherently.

Everyone's faces were full of surprise. Bolton asked: "What happened last night, did you see it?"

"Demon...Devil...We were attacked by demons. The blood is spreading, the blood is spreading..."

"Asshole, you'd better be honest with me and tell me quickly what happened."

"I demand access to a maximum security prison and if you can get me in, I will tell you what happened."

Burton and Dawes looked at each other, knowing full well how crazy the man in front of them was.

What happened to him to scare him like this?

…

"Guys, come on!" Chen Zhao clapped his hands and looked at the four-to-two game between the University of Los Angeles and the University of San Diego on the basketball court.

"Attack, attack." Robert shouted next to him: "Pierre, go past others, don't pass the ball."

Pierre performed exceptionally, as if he was risking his life.

Just like the training these days, all kinds of crazy playing styles.

There was no other way, he had to go all out.

Because Chen Zhao is on the sidelines.

He felt that if he didn't try his best, he would lose the game.

Chen Zhao will probably talk to him afterwards.

"Three-pointer, well done." Chen Zhao clenched his fist.

At this time, the Los Angeles University team had a fifteen-point lead.

Chen Zhao has never been an orthodox basketball fan.

But in this atmosphere, and as the leader of the University of Los Angeles, he certainly hopes that his school team can win.

Will cheer for every attack and yell for every goal conceded.

He is no different from an ordinary spectator in the auditorium.

Until the end of the game, the Los Angeles University team maintained a fifteen-point lead.

"Kids, well done." Chen Zhao hugged each player and gave encouragement.

Including Pierre, Pierre's whole body tensed up when he hugged Chen Zhao.

Back on the bus, these players were still in the joy of victory.

"Mr. Chen, do you want them to be quiet?"

"No need, they won an important game, let them be happy."

Chen Zhao rarely asked them to be quiet.

At this time, a news was broadcast on the TV hanging on the front of the bus.

"According to the information our station received, an extremely brutal murder occurred in the northern suburbs industrial area last night. According to reliable sources, a total of 324 people from two gangs had their hands and feet chopped off, but nothing was left at the scene. One body and only one survivor found.”

When he heard that there were survivors, Chen Zhao frowned.

Forget it, just a survivor.

"This survivor is a male. It is said that this person is the famous Mexican gang boss Basaco. However, it is said that Basaco was somewhat mentally disturbed when he was taken away by the police and asked the police to imprison him in the strictest prison. and confessed to his past crimes.”

Chen Zhao's expression suddenly turned cold, if only he was just a little guy, forget it.

But the person he missed turned out to be the boss of the Mexican gang.

This can't be tolerated.

"Shut up, everyone, what are you talking about?" Chen Zhao shouted angrily.

Robert also stood up: "Be quiet, you just won a game. Do you think you have won the championship? Is it worth being so happy?"

The bus suddenly became quiet, and Robert glanced at the news on the TV.

He vaguely guessed that the case on the TV news was probably related to Chen Zhao.

In the first half of the news, Chen Zhao's expression remained normal.

But when he heard that there were survivors, his expression obviously changed.

Chen Zhao kept his eyes closed throughout the whole process.

Only Robert, who was sitting next to him, could feel the uncomfortable feeling exuding from Chen Zhao.

At this moment, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

"President, something happened." Kaos called.

"What happened?"

"When I was driving my truck back to Los Angeles, I encountered the police checking me on the way. I just dumped the truck on the highway and ran away. Those people..."

Chen Zhao's face darkened even more. Those people had been touched by Chen Zhao with the perfect potion and would not die immediately.

If they were found by the police, wouldn't it mean that their work was in vain?

"Before I left, I lit the car on fire," Kaos said.

"Well, that's pretty much it... but you rented that big truck, right? Are you sure the police won't find you?"

"President, I didn't rent it with my own identity."