Crimson Comes

The head pendant looked at Wei Wei miraculously, deeply puzzled.

"of course not."

Wei Wei smiled happily, and at the same time touched the gun to aim at it, saying: "I want both answers, but give me the target first."

"No price, two requests..."

The human head pendant immediately faltered, muttered something softly, then chewed twice, and opened the other eye:

"Just to the northwest, about three kilometers..."

"However, I can feel that she is going away quickly..."

"..."

At the same time as it said the answer, Wei Wei had already pushed out the gear lever and slammed down the accelerator.

The head pendant suddenly said: "After finding them, what are you going to do?"

Wei Wei glanced at it expressionlessly, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, appearing unusually gentle and friendly:

"It's not right for them to cheat a little girl like this..."

As he spoke, he inserted the tattered little jack-o-lantern in his hand on the left rearview mirror of the car, appreciating it with satisfaction:

"So of course I'm going to have a good chat with them, and tell the story of this little jack-o-lantern."

"Things like persuading people to be kind, there must be someone to do it..."

"..."

Amid the laughter, the modified jeep let out an astonishing roar and roar, rushing forward like a crazy beast through the city.

The eyes of the human head pendant shone with excitement, and muttered: "Madman..."

"You will bring a sea of ​​blood to the Iron City..."

"..."

The answer was Wei Wei's cheerful laughter: "Don't talk nonsense, I want to bring justice to Scrap Iron City..."

As he spoke, he suddenly muffled his voice on purpose: "Big brothers and big sisters, have you ever heard of the little girl carrying the jack-o-lantern?"

"Ha ha……"

Chapter 49 The Messenger of Justice

It was more than two o'clock in the morning, and a truck that had been prepared for a long time quietly drove out of the scrap iron city.

I went through the channel that had been prepared long ago, so I didn’t have to worry about meeting people from the inspection team, but the truck was still driving very fast, and I hardly dared to turn on the lights in the middle of the night. From time to time, blood dripped from the bucket.

"Hurry up, Pastor Chen can't hold it anymore."

Even so, there were still people anxiously urging in the carriage.

With the moonlight shining down from the sky, one could see the inside of the truck, a group of people who looked tough but were embarrassed.

There are eight or nine of them, two of them are wearing close-fitting nun combat uniforms, the other is wearing a priest-shaped costume, and the rest are full of toughness, and even have rows of bullets wrapped around their bodies. It should be Mercenaries in the wild.

Originally, their firepower was enough to shock a gathering of more than 300 people in the wilderness.

But now they can only see the distress and misery.

The two men in nun clothes had large bloodstains on their bodies.

On the shoulders and chest, it seemed that unhealed wounds could still be seen, and plasma was continuously gushing out.

And that pastor was almost cut open from the middle.

Two tubes of life injections had already been injected into his body, but blood still gushed out from his chest and mouth.

"Who are you fighting against?"

The woman driving the car in front was wearing a silver-gray professional suit with rimless glasses on her face.

She was wearing fishnet stockings and red high heels, but she had the same temperament as the nun in the car.

From the rearview mirror, she saw the miserable state of the people inside the truck, and couldn't help but whispered: "Two mentors, three deacons, plus the assistance of the mercenary regiment and sufficient ammunition, and even prepared two Bazooka, detailed plan..."

"It was completely defeated in less than an hour?"

"..."

"5 minutes!"

There was no sound in the rear trunk, and it took a long time before someone spoke.

The professional woman driving in front suddenly raised her head and glanced in the rearview mirror.

I saw a person in the costume of a combat nun with a livid face, and said: "It took an hour to set up the trap and wait."

"The real fight is only five minutes long."

"Our original plan was to survive for an hour and even find a chance to eliminate the target, but we were defeated in less than 5 minutes. In addition to the time we evacuated from the hospital and the time to prevent the other party from tracking, the whole process, Maybe only three minutes."

"..."

The nun who was driving ahead shook her hands and almost lost control of the truck.

"how is this possible?"

At this moment, she only had this thought in her mind: "There are still such strong people in Scrap Iron City?"

"Not surprising at all."

At this time, another battle nun opened her mouth. The left side of her neck was still bleeding a large amount of blood. The wound seemed to be trying to heal, but every time it was about to heal, she broke away again, a waterfall-like Blood slid down between his chests.

"After all, he was the former leader of the White Ghost Knights..."

She reached out and wiped her neck, but only wiped the blood on her hand, her face was indifferent:

"The headmaster once said that if he was willing to bow his head at that time, maybe he would be the headmaster of the Ninth Church now."

"But anyway."

She glanced at her surroundings, the dead wilderness seemed to hide endless ghosts, and the tall grass alone did not know what ferocious beasts or monsters were hiding inside, but she felt a sense of security in her heart when she saw such a scene. feeling, whispered:

"We came out alive and got his latest strength data, which can be regarded as a credit..."

"..."

"But, the mission failed..."

The professional woman driving in front didn't expect her to be so optimistic, and reminded her in a low voice.

But the nun who spoke looked at her indifferently, and said:

"Do you really think that someone like the headmaster would not have expected the failure of our mission?"

"Before we started this task, he already knew the opponent's strength, and also knew our strength."

"So, no matter what the task is, as long as we try our best to do it, we will definitely be able to accomplish the strategic goal of the headmaster."

"..."

The other nun and the professional woman driving in front were silent, as if they hadn't considered the issue from this perspective, but they didn't dare to refute.

The disparity in strength is really terrifying, and they don't even feel unwilling.

Now I can only go back and see the leader of the sect...

But just when this thought arose, with a creak, the speeding truck suddenly stopped.

It stopped so quickly that the people in the car almost fell down, and the wounds were all broken again.

"what happened?"

They immediately became vigilant and looked at the woman driving ahead.

"Front……"

The woman in the driver's seat just held her breath slightly, pointed forward, and firmly held the steering wheel with both hands.

Everyone got up, squinted their eyes, looked forward, and then their pupils shrank violently.

The weather was cloudy and the surroundings were pitch black.

Even though there was a semicircular moon above their heads, the light was extremely dark because it was covered by layers of haze. When the truck did not turn on the lights, they could barely see. After a few seconds, they saw the seven Eight meters away, a car is parked.

A tall and sturdy modified jeep was stuck in the middle of the rugged path, silently.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, staring at the car.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet, except for the dim moonlight overhead, lightly falling down.

Just when the nerves of everyone in the car were tense, they saw a pale yellow thing protruding from the car, and the pupils of the people shrank sharply, only to realize that it was actually a tattered little jack-o-lantern that had been stepped on. The outside of the car window was shaking up and down slightly.

"Brother and sister, you broke the little jack-o-lantern, can you fix it for me?"

"..."

In the carriage, a man raised his voice and seemed to be joking.

Everyone looked at each other, and their hairs stood up uncontrollably: "In the middle of the night, where did the lunatic come from?"

"Snapped!"

In panic, suddenly the professional lady driving in front suddenly turned on the headlights.

Two beams of light shone forward, covering the jeep like a silent beast under the light source, making it more clearly visible.

At the same time, he asked in a low voice: "Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

"Why don't you have any sense of humor?"

In the jeep, a somewhat dissatisfied voice suddenly sounded.

Only then did everyone see that there was a young man who looked young sitting in that car.

He leaned on the driver's seat with a cigarette in his mouth.

The strong light from the front of the car penetrated the glass, so that people could clearly see his muttering face, and he was slowly withdrawing his hand holding the lantern.

"Okay, stop kidding."

There was a smile on his face, and he looked very polite:

"Everyone, I suspect that you are related to the attack on Scrap Iron City, and I would like to ask you to go back with me to investigate."

"So, hand over your weapons and stand in line?"

"..."

Everyone in the car trembled at the same time, and the professional woman driving narrowed her eyes: "Did Ouyang ask you to come?"

The young man in the car slowly shook his head and said with a smile, "It was the sense of justice that brought me here."

"..."

The people in the truck opposite were suddenly speechless.

The next moment, several mercenaries in the truck suddenly stood up and picked up the still intact submachine gun and automatic rifle in their arms.

If it is determined to be the enemy, there is nothing to say.

Jingle bells

The bullets roared, and hit the jeep firmly, sparks sparked at the starting point.

On the front window glass of the car, countless white spots appeared in an instant, but they were not penetrated and shattered immediately.

It's just that the huge firepower is oncoming, which is still very amazing.

The head pendant hanging on the rearview mirror woke up suddenly in fright, shaking back and forth non-stop.

"Why are the people I meet so uncooperative?"

In the carriage, Wei Wei muttered helplessly, but couldn't help showing a smile on his face: "I can't help it..."

While speaking, he slowly raised his palm and bit it on the tiger's mouth.

The modified jeep's bulletproof glass can last for a while, but obviously it can't last too long under such firepower.

Pitted frost spots have already appeared in many places, and it is possible that they will be broken in the next moment.

On the other hand, the person opposite, under such powerful firepower, could no longer clearly see what Wei Wei was doing in the carriage.