Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

The chaos caused by Sun Wukong finally ended.

Lin Fan, the gods of Great Xia and the senior officials left the Great Steel Wall, but the Great Steel Wall did not become quiet. On the contrary, more compatriots from Great Xia gathered towards the Great Steel Wall.

More people in Daxia turned on the TV and began to wait.

Because in two hours, it will be Daxia’s celebration ceremony!

the other side.

The Free State, the underground refuge of wealth.

Mike stood expressionless on a large puddle of blood, and the leather shoes under his feet were stained with donated blood.

In front of him, Paul was carefully cutting the thigh of the last thug.

Blood continued to flow out, and with every stroke of the knife, a piece of crystal-clear meat was picked out and placed on a plate aside.

The thug was hoarse from shouting, but his body still twitched every time the knife fell.

"vomit!"

In the air filled with the smell of blood, Paul seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and rushed out of the interrogation room. He had no time to take off his blood-covered gloves, pulled off his mask and vomited.

In just two hours, although he was just holding a brisk scalpel, it seemed like he had gone through hell!

That was a terrifying scene that he had never experienced on the battlefield!

Blood, minced meat, blood vessels, warm body, broken flesh, trembling pupils.

Slippery eyes, teeth, and soft nose.

Paul had killed enemies on the battlefield, and he could pull the trigger without blinking, but for that kind of interrogation... there was nothing he could do, because he had General Mike's hands.

"This is the third time." The consortium personnel in the interrogation room no longer dared to look at the surveillance video. They looked at Paul with pale faces and said with some sympathy: "Brother, you are really powerful. You have only vomited three times now."

"I only watched it for ten minutes and I vomited out yesterday's breakfast."

"As expected of General Mike, he is able to hold on until now."

"If it were me, I would probably go crazy."

"This rat guy is really tough-talking. If it were me, I would have done it a long time ago. If I had lasted until now, I would have gone crazy."

"Only General Mike can come up with this kind of interrogation... No, this is no longer an interrogation, but an autopsy..."

In the interrogation room, the bloody rat-man organization traitor was lying on the operating bed. His whole body seemed to have been passed over by a cutting machine, and blood was constantly flowing.

The nose is gone, leaving only two bloody holes with oxygen tubes inserted, only one eye is left, the ears are gone, and the mouth has no teeth.

His body was also covered with tubes, and the blood in the blood bag was continuously injected into his body to replenish the blood he had lost. The equipment pumped adrenaline to keep him awake. There was even an electrocardiogram attached to the chest that was almost opened for monitoring. against his heartbeat.

This is Paul's two-hour masterpiece.

Paul took off his bloody gloves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to say something.

"Crack."

Mike walked out of the interrogation room. The moment he walked out, everyone shut their mouths, their eyes filled with incomparable respect and fear.

"Paul, come back and continue." Mike greeted Paul, and then said to the consortium members: "Send another three liters of blood, and the blood transfusion must keep up. Don't let this thug die."

"Raising the adrenaline by one unit won't make him pass out from the pain."

"We still have a lot of time. I can slowly play with him for a few days and nights."

"By the way, have his wife, children, and parents been found?"

"Found it." said a consortium member.

Mike nodded: "Bring it in."

When a mother and son and a pair of old men walked into the interrogation room, the body that had been cut into pieces and unresponsive suddenly began to struggle violently, and the only remaining eye shed fear for the first time: "No, no... "

"Mom," the little boy huddled in his mother's arms and looked at the bloody body in front of him in fear: "Who is this?"

The thin woman hugged the little boy tightly, crying so hard that she kept kowtowing to General Mike and begging for mercy. The two old men fell limply to the ground the moment they saw the bloody body. .

"Come on, don't be afraid, eat some candy." Mike motioned to Paul and handed the little boy a piece of candy.

Sugar, in the underground shelter is a real luxury.

The little boy quickly peeled off the candy wrapper, carefully licked it a few times, and then broke it into two halves, giving half to his mother and keeping the other half in his pocket.

"Why don't you eat that half?" Mike smiled.

"The other half is for daddy...Daddy hasn't been home for a long time. He must be hungry. I don't know where daddy is..." The little boy smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle, you are a good person. I will tell daddy this." It’s the candy you gave me, uncle.”

Mike was silent for a moment, looked at the little boy in front of him, and smiled: "What a cute and polite kid."

"Your father should cherish such a child."

Mike looked at the body, "Aren't you going to tell me?"

"Please, tell me!" The woman who was brought in cried: "What kind of organization is it worth your life? Do you want to risk the lives of your whole family!"

The body was silent for a long time, and said with difficulty: "Mike, just give up, I, I will never betray..."

"Paul." Mike looked at Paul.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Paul shot instantly, and in just a moment, the hearts of the two old men were pierced.

"Uncle!" The little boy's eyes widened, and then he looked at the old man: "Grandpa, grandma..."

The little boy suddenly lunged at Mike with his teeth bared, but the next moment, he was stepped on the ground by Paul.

After all, he is just a child.

"Wrong answer." Mike said softly, "Now, you still have a wife and children."

"I hope you take advantage of the opportunity."

The little boy's eyes widened blankly. At this moment, he seemed to understand something. He looked at the bloody body on the bed in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, dad? Are you dad?"

"Mike, don't force me!" The figure struggled violently, but it just kept shaking his body and shouted with all his strength: "Mike, you made me angry, and you won't get any good results! You know what I'm doing mean……"

"boom!"

Gunshots fired.

"Now, all you have left is the child." Mike kicked the woman's body away expressionlessly.

"Click!"

Paul pulled the bolt of the gun and held it in front of the child.

"Paul, don't kill this child with one shot." Mike smiled: "Prepare another operating bed and ask the warehouse to send more blood bags and surgical instruments."

As soon as these words came out, even Paul and the consortium members looked shocked.

Mike looked at the traitor and smiled: "You should know what I'm going to do next."

"You are a man, you can endure this pain."

"But where is your child?"

The traitor's remaining eyes were fixed on Mike, and his toothless mouth said vaguely: "You madman, he, he doesn't know anything..."

"But you know, and you are his father." Mike looked at the cute, frightened child and smiled: "That piece of candy, you should have eaten just now."

Paul picked up the little boy, pressed him on the operating bed, and began to tie him up.

The interrogation room suddenly fell silent.

Then came the cry of collapse: "Devil! You devil!"

"I said! I said!"

"Please, don't touch my son! I say!"

Mike laughed.

"Are you willing to say it?" Mike looked at the almost humanoid figure and showed a satisfied smile, "Don't blame me for being ruthless. After all, what you did is too big."

"When the gods descended, they actually led thugs to capture the control center and open 200 doors."

"You caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands of fighters and put 100 million citizens in the refuge at risk."

Mike looked down at the traitor and said softly: "Tell me about the information about your rat-man organization."

"Think about your children and I hope you can answer well. This is your last chance."

Mike stared at the traitor, but cold sweat broke out uncontrollably on his forehead.

Because he is the person behind the Rat Man Organization!

But he couldn't kill the traitor directly, he even had to interrogate him!

Now I want to hear him say his name!

Mike even had to threaten his family into telling his name!

Mike stared at the traitor in front of him, with only two words in his mind - "Don't say it!"

Don't say it!

If you say it, you will die, Mu Wanxia, ​​and millions of members of the Rat Man Organization will die!

Don't say it!

Hold on, hold on through this endless pain, until you die little by little in pain!

Please, don't say it!

but.

This is a father's choice to decide whether his child will live or die.

For a father, what is more important than his children?

"I say, I say! As long as you give me pleasure, as long as you don't touch my son, I will tell you whatever you ask me!" The traitor said with heavy breathing, and even shouted in the direction of the camera: "Promise Me, don’t touch my son, I’m willing to say that!”

This guy still can't bear the almost endless pain and wants to betray the organization, betray Mike and Mu Wanxia, ​​and millions of people who trust him!

Mike almost wanted to pull out his gun and kill him, but he heard laughter and cheers coming from the door of the interrogation room.

"Great, he finally let go!"

"As expected of General Mike!"

"Haha, not even the Rat Man can survive this kind of interrogation method!"

"It has to be General Mike. These rat people are not even afraid of death, and they were subdued by General Mike!"

"Nonsense, don't you see what this means? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to last even ten minutes!"

"I'm finally free. Damn it, I vomited just once in the past two hours just looking at it!"

"In the end, it was General Mike who brought his wife, children, and parents. Don't tell me, this guy is really tough. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to survive the first hundred cuts!"

"General Mike, you can start the interrogation directly. The surveillance will be filming at any time."

"A major breakthrough has been made in the interrogation! We have reported the news to the old man, who is watching the interrogation!"

Mike glanced at the camera, and finally resisted the urge to shoot the traitor on the spot. Paul's face turned pale, and he reached for his waist several times, but Mike stopped him with his eyes.

It's a dead place.

"call."

Mike exhaled desperately, suddenly feeling a sense of relief in his heart.

After this interrogation, his identity will be exposed and he will die.

Mike looked down at the three corpses on the ground. The expressions of despair and fear on the two old men and women were vivid. Their eyes were staring at Mike until they died. They were full of resentment and begging. The blood was flowing and blending, covering the entire interrogation room. , like a sea of ​​blood.

Mike's eyes stayed on the pair of smooth and translucent leather shoes standing in this sea of ​​blood. Those were his own leather shoes.

He seemed to see the mountains of corpses piled up by his comrades again. It was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​blood that he had killed with his own hands.

It seems that it is not bad to die like this on such a day.

It's just a pity that those who believe in themselves, those millions of people who support them...

"I promise you, as long as you tell the truth, your son will be safe." Mike sighed and asked in a dry voice: "Name."

"Jo...Jody." The rat-man traitor said.

"Position." Mike licked his lips and continued to ask.

Jodi stared at Mike and said slowly: "Commander of Operation Open Door, Vice President of the Rat Man Organization..."

"What do you look at me?" Mike frowned slightly: "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Mike was trying to stall for time.

Jody's smile, which was covered in blood, suddenly turned grim. He stared at Mike with his empty eyes, and said like a devil crawling out of hell: "I, if I have a chance, I will kill you, the devil...you treat me, You can do it to my parents and my wife... You might as well kill me... You will regret it, Mike... I can't survive anyway... When you hear my answer, you will be desperate, just as desperate as me. !”

"You forced me to do this! Mike!"

As soon as these words came out, Mike's face turned slightly pale, and he actually didn't dare to ask further.

He knows what Jody means!

This guy really hates himself!

But this is understandable. In fact, Mike was surprised to find that he was not angry at all, not angry at all, and couldn't even feel any resentment or disappointment towards this traitor.

Because, as the person behind him, I actually used dissection methods to interrogate him!

Cut off his flesh and blood inch by inch, dig out his nose and eyes, let him feel the despair of being cut off bit by bit, and let him taste the endless pain.

He also killed his wife and his parents!

Given the chance, of course this guy will drag himself into trouble! Anyway, he knew that he wouldn't survive!

He doesn't need to think about the consequences at all!

If Mike were replaced, Mike felt that he would make the same choice.

"You're angry, that's fine, I wish you could..." Mike sighed, trying to stall for more time.

But right now.

"Mike, ask directly for the important point." The old man's voice suddenly came from the intercom, "I'm watching."

"Ask him who the person behind them is!"

For a moment, Mike's body stiffened.

The old man is watching this interrogation through surveillance!

Mike fell into an ice cave, as if welcoming his own fate, and asked the traitor who had been tortured by him in a human form, word by word: "Tell me, who is the person behind you."

The empty eyes looked directly at Mike, with a sinister smile on his face covered with blood.

"Mike, are you scared? Are you scared too?"

"Don't worry, I will tell the truth. Considering what you have done to me."

"Say!" Mike gritted his teeth.

"Then I said, the person behind us is..." Jody, whose face was covered in blood, sneered: "Mr. Carnegie."