Ember Gun

  Chapter 240 The sun is shining

  At this time, the old Dunling can be regarded as entering the spring, and the hazy drizzle fell from the sky, coming so suddenly and without warning.

Samuel stood on the street, looking at the gloomy sky, feeling the chill in the wind, and couldn’t help but fasten his clothes. Most pedestrians on the road were just like him. Long clothes covered most of his body. Dunling is an industrial city, and the air is full of dirty particles. Such clothing can block it well.

This is a very interesting city. It is difficult for foreigners to accept this. Industrial pollution is corroding the city, but the vigorous power at the core is constantly making the city progress, destruction and rebirth. The eliminated part is placed in the abyss at the bottom, and new technologies are constantly being built on the corpse, and this is repeated.

  Samur is full of curiosity about this city that only exists in the mouth of others, and only now has come to discover the difference between it and Feilengcui.

Although Lorenzo's Medici is dead and the golden age he led has also come to an end, some wealth has been preserved from the era that ended. It has become the cornerstone of art, making Fei Lengcui's humanities and art continue. Soaring.

The melodious melody, the exquisite paintings, and the singing of the poet, the perfect combination of Fei Leng Cui and faith, although from today's perspective, it is a bit backward, but the backward sacredness, on the contrary, is fascinating and full of fascination. The colorful colors of illusion and holiness.

But now the old Dunling he is in is completely different from it. There is no romance or dream in this city, only the solemn iron gray, from the sky to the earth is covered by such gray fog, it is full of every place. , And become one with this city.

  No room for illusion, what there is is absolutely cold truth, suffocation and despair, but full of progress and dawn.

  Samur coughed vigorously a few times. As a stranger, he still couldn't bear the old dull air. It was cold and humid, smelling of rust, and sometimes breathing was simply a torture.

  As a member of the mission, Anthony's deputy, this old Dunling is considered to be a dragon's den for Samuel. Although there is nothing right now, he always suspects that someone is watching him vigilantly somewhere.

The decontamination agency is so vigilant for them. After welcoming the mission, they are like being under house arrest in the embassy. If there is no activity requiring them to attend, they can only stay in the embassy honestly, late at night. There will be a carriage coming, and the person in charge named Arthur will talk to Anthony alone, and it is not clear what they are talking about Samuel.

  He really couldn't bear this kind of life. Of course, he was more curious about Old Dunling. After getting Anthony's consent, he finally had the opportunity to come out and take a look. Although he couldn't go too far, it was enough.

  Samuel could feel that if there was no gaze, those people were peering at him. After all, he was a demon hunter, with dangerous secret blood flowing in his body, and he was not yet bound by the silver bolt.

  Different from regular demon hunters, the new generation of demon hunters like Samuel has urgent needs, and they don’t have much training time. They are not sophisticated in mastering power, but they are enough for ordinary tasks.

However, there will always be people with extraordinary talents, just like swordsmanship geniuses, who can easily defeat the master at the first time holding a sword. There are also such people among the new generation of demon hunters. This forbidden power is in his hands. So docile.

Samuel has only seen that person on the list. Unlike himself, he was the first group of demon hunters to sneak in. Judging from the task flow, they have already sneaked into the city for many days because of the elimination of agencies. Surveillance, Samuel has not had a chance to get in touch with them yet.

Walking to the corner of the street, although the city is so gloomy and cold, there are some resting places after all. Samuel bought a newspaper and sat down in a restaurant on the street, preparing to look at the city while having a meal. What happened.

  "What would you like to order, guest?" the waiter asked Samuel politely.

   Samuel did not answer in a hurry, but took a closer look at the menu. He always felt that in a heavy metal industrial city like Jiu Dunling, there would be no too good meals, of course, this may also be his prejudice.

   "Guest, you just came to Jiu Dun Ling."

   Seeing Samuel hesitating, the waiter asked.

   "Well, I'm from Feilengcui." Samuel looked at the menu and answered casually.

   "Oh oh oh, that's really a good place, the sun is shining bright, right."

  Samuel thought for a moment, "Almost, at least it's much clearer than the old one."

  "It's so good." The waiter sighed. In Jiudunling, there is very little chance to see the clear sky. It will always be so gloomy here.

  "Would you like me to recommend some special dishes for you."

  Looking at Samuel for a long time, the waiter said again.

   Hearing what he said, Samuel thought it was okay, so he put down the menu, “Then you can order it for me. After all, it’s the first time to visit Jiudunling. I haven’t tried many things.”

  The waiter gestured to Samuel, as if it was wrapped around him.

  After solving these problems, Samuel found a suitable place to sit down. You can see everything on the street through the window. It would be nice to have a meal here.

It takes some time for the meal. At this time, Samuel was preparing to read the newspaper, but he just opened a line of big characters and it was revealed. On the black and white pictures, there are paragraphs of words full of fear and suspense. His daily life was so exciting, Samuel read it somewhat curiously.

   "A terrible robbery happened in the inner city yesterday..."

  As he read in a low voice, the black-and-white paper and reality began to overlap, time passed forward, and pedestrians on the road were like reversed images, and everything began to trace its origin.

  Until the rising sun, everything freezes to the time of the crime, and time flows again.

  In this retrospective picture, the man slowly walked onto the stage.

  Nibel wears a heavy coat, which is covered with stains and dust. He walks in a hurry on the street, his eyes are strangely sunken, and his eyes are bright in the darkness.

Some pedestrians noticed him, but as if they were avoiding something. After a brief look at him, they gave way to the road. Nibel's appearance was very bad, as if he hadn't slept well for dozens of days, with sunken cheeks. Go down, no blood.

People like him are very common. Generally speaking, people who inject hallucinogens for a long time will become like this, and hallucinogens are obviously not a good thing, let alone in the inner city, although the nobles also use it, but In order to protect the apparent glory, they would still vainly rebuked the unclean thing.

   Outsiders feel that Nibel’s condition is very poor, but only he knows that he is great now, he has never had a better life, as if his previous life was an illusory bubble, until now he really came back to life.

He can do what he wants to do and get what he wants. At this moment, there is a pistol hidden under the clothes. It is full of bullets. As long as he holds it tightly, even Nibel can become the world for a short time. The monarch.

Nibel walked directly to the bank. His appearance naturally attracted the attention of the security guards. Not to mention this man's dusty clothes. Looking at his face, the security can also see his problem at a glance, like a drinker. With too many mental patients, people have to be wary of what he wants to do.

"gentlemen……"

  The other security guard maintained his due politeness and peace, hoping not to cause any disputes and persuaded the strange man to leave.

"what happened!"

  Nibel responded with a bit of excitement. He looked very happy, with a strange smile on his sick face, which made people feel cold and shivering.

   "Today is really a sunny day! Isn't it!"

  Nibel was very happy. This made the security guard a little confused. There was no sunshine in the ghost place of Old Dunling, but before he could react, tearing pain came from his abdomen.

  Looking down, Nibel didn’t know when he had already taken a shot. The dagger pierced the security guard’s abdomen, and as his wrist twisted, more severe pain came from it.

"what……"

The security guard sucked in the air-conditioning forcefully. The fear of death made him unable to scream in pain, and these changes at this moment have attracted the attention of the rest of the people. The remaining security guard took out the pistol and pointed it at Nibel to warn. he.

Nibel directly clung to the security guard in front of him. The two people overlapped together. This short period of time made the others afraid to shoot rashly. This gave Nibel a chance. He looked like a lunatic, and he seemed to be shaking when he walked. Shaking, but the marksmanship is outrageous in this kind of trance.

  A few gunshots, Nibel directly knocked down the other security guards. The security force here is not much. After all, this is an inner city. Mounted police are patrolling at all times. No one wants to commit crimes here.

But it’s like Nibel’s premeditated plan. The mounted police have already left the area and will return from patrol in a few minutes. The sound of gunfire has attracted the attention of some people, and he can hear the iron whistle that keeps ringing. , The mounted police are rushing here.

  The time is enough. Although it is short, it is enough for Nibel.

  He held the injured security guard and advanced into the bank. At this time, there was no one inside. The salesman pulled down the iron fence and it was like a fortress, blocking Nibel’s advancement.

  Nibel looked a little bit lost. Sure enough, he must be prepared in advance for such things as robbing the bank. His own whimsical actions will always be in trouble.

   "You have no chance, leave now!"

  Someone hid behind the iron fence and shouted at him.

  Grabbing a bank is a very professional thing. It is not a crazy person who can do it if he drinks too much alcohol and is courageous.

  Niebel was the same. He was holding the security guard and standing in the empty hall, his expression was a little lost, the muscles of his face stiffened together, but suddenly he laughed wildly.

  “In fact, sometimes people don’t care about the result, but the process, the happiness in the process, just like sometimes you enjoy the process of eating more than satiety, that kind of sweet mouth pleasure.”

   "Right, that's it!"

  He yelled at the security guard, but the security guard did not have the strength to reply to him, because of the blood loss, his face was pale, and if he hadn't been held hostage by Niebel, he might have fallen.

   "Everyone is a flammable flame, everyone has the opportunity to burn enthusiastically, but because of one **** incident, you can only live quietly, right?"

  He stared at the security guard's eyes tightly, tightened his collar, and questioned him loudly.

   "You have also thought about such a day, right? You have enough of a tired and mediocre life. You suddenly went crazy, picked up a gun and killed your colleague, then robbed the bank, killed people... Anyway, you can do anything!"

  Like a madman talking to the dead, the security guard has fainted, his body softened, and he fell down without strength.

  Nibel was taken aback, and then angrily beat the fallen body, as if this kind of venting was not enough, he shot behind the iron fence, emptying all the bullets.

   Then he ran hard, grabbing the iron fence tightly and trying to squeeze himself through the narrow gap.

   "I saw you! I saw you!"

He saw the female salesperson hiding under the table, shouting excitedly, squeezing her face forcefully, because of the pressure, his eyeballs were bloodshot and bulging. The woman just looked back and she was shocked. Light, some men tried to stop him, they were inside the iron fence, and Nibel dropped the empty pistol, he didn't need to be afraid of anything.

The man tried to punch Nibel in the face, but Nibel was faster than him, and while pulling away his body, he leaned in with the other hand and grabbed the man. There is terrible power in this sick body, man. He pulled his arm out, and then Nibel bit down mercilessly.

  Painful wailing and the sound of torn flesh and blood, along with the clothes, Nibel bit the flesh and blood in one bite, the blood stained the corners of his mouth, and then he spit out the flesh and blood forcefully.

  The bright red blood brings color to his gray face, and he looks crazy.

   "Like this, I just enjoy the process, the process of change, the change is very difficult, but it is worth a try, save your soul from the decaying cage!"

  He yelled in surprise, and put his head over again.

   "Let's try it! Friends, bid farewell to your mediocre and boring life!"

The man was clutching his injured hand in pain. He ignored Nibel, the iron whistle was close at hand, and the mounted police had already arrived. They broke into the door, they were well equipped, and Nibel turned slowly amidst the sound of loading and warnings. Over his head, the crazy expression suddenly weakened, and for a moment he seemed to become normal, and then he was crying.

  Nibel raised his hands and knelt down, crying bitterly.

   "Please! Help me!"

No one knew what was going on with this sudden loss. The mounted police warned him, but Nibel's hand still tremblingly opened his clothes, revealing the explosives underneath, which were tied in circles. There was a funny alarm clock hanging on his belly, and the red pointer was about to come to an end.

  The madman is gone, he is crying like an ordinary person, begging for salvation.

   "He forced me! It's him!"

  Nibel shouted repeatedly, tears washing the blood at the corners of his mouth, like a sinner praying for forgiveness.

  (End of this chapter)