The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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Falla lives in the middle city on the surface of the No. 14 mining area. This is a bleak and poor place. Dirty pollution covers every surface. Most of the time, the acid rain is continuous and various pipes are making noises all the time. .

The dim light crawled on the street, and every stone of the building seemed to be rotting.

"on!"

In the middle of the night, the sound from the corner of the street received a quick response. The law enforcement officers walked out of the dark narrow alley in black carapace, walking at the front of the flat shotgun, aiming at the heavy iron lock of the rusty gate. Fire.

Bang~!

The deafening gunfire echoed in the alley, punching a fist-sized hole in the metal.

The arbitrator who stepped forward kicked the door vigorously and rushed in. The others followed.

Behind the door is a corridor littered with waste. A few dirty oil lamps provide dim lighting. A sitting man has his feet on a simple wooden table, his eyes widened, and he is stuffed with hallucinogenic tobacco. The pipe hangs weakly around his mouth.

The arbitrator knew through previous investigations that this was Faya's servant and the person who took care of the other side's nursing home-although it was basically useless.

Then, the second shot of the shotgun knocked the man back, his blood spilled out, and the whole person fell to the wall.

All the law enforcers walked towards the corridor with half bent over, and quickly walked through the scattered piles of twisted metal and broken stones.

"Smells like a **** of a septic tank."

A law enforcement officer murmured, everyone agreed, and only the arbitrator did not say a word.

When he approached a closed door, he suddenly pointed a finger, and the two law enforcement officers behind him quickly located on the left and right sides of the door.

In the next second, one of them kicked the door open, and the two rushed in at the same time, raising the shotgun in their hands.

In the alley, the light beam cut through the darkness that could not be illuminated. Some rodents hurriedly evaded the illumination, and the stench index had broken.

The arbitrator glanced around and found another empty alley, with another door in front, and an oil lamp above his head weakly emitting a cold light.

"Why would a clergyman of mechanical teaching want to live in such a place?"

One law enforcement officer commented, adding a variety of curses.

"Obviously, it is easier to contact his comrades here."

The arbitrator replied sharply, and then interrupted the conversation.

"I have heard enough of your complaints."

The arrest squad of the Legal Department continued to move towards the door, and then heard some vague sounds, shouts and cursing.

Taking a deep breath, the arbitrator lifted his heavy boots and kicked vigorously. The chain of the door had been rusted for many years. Under this foot, the whole door suddenly fell inward.

"Who!?"

This is a slightly empty square space, with few furniture, the only remaining sofas and chairs are lit, a low table is filled with paper documents, beds and desks are displayed on the wall, and a temporary room is built in the east corner. kitchen.

A man in the far distance of the room did not seem to notice the sudden intruder, and continued to pour the liquid in the tin can onto the tabletop.

The other two men were lifting the window from the wall. One of them was full of fear and quickly jumped into the shadow outside the window.

One raised his pistol, his entire face distorted by hostility.

"Go to hell!"

The gun flame spewed out from the end of the short-barreled weapon. The bullet did not hit any target. The arbitrator calmly raised the gun in his hand and fired, exploding the opponent's head into a pool of blood. .

"Catch him, don't use a gun."

He lipated and instructed the others, so the two law enforcement officers quickly approached the man.

When the other party noticed the strangeness behind him, it was too late.

In the next second, his sturdy arms wrapped around his neck and held it firmly, and then the man was dragged across the room, his face fell heavily to the ground, and his hands were painfully fixed behind him.

The man tried in vain to resist, but the law enforcers had already professionally pressed the back of the man's neck with his knees, forcing him to stick to the ground.

"I... I can't breathe anymore!"

Although the man howled like this, it didn't help. The law enforcement still pressed him to the ground.

On the other side, the arbitrator ran across the room and picked up a page of soaked paper from the grease-soaked table. When he saw what was described on it, the arbitrator couldn't help cursing-it was a detailed number 14 The road map of the mining area has many hidden mining roads marked on it, and a circle or cross is also drawn in many areas. I don't know what it means.

"Quickly put out these **** fires! Otherwise this place may be burnt down at any time!"

After greeting the fire, the arbitrator walked to the prisoner who was suppressed on the ground and twisted his face to him. The man's face was deformed due to pain.

"What are you planning here?"

He said softly, but the captive spit, eyes burning with anger.

"What sign is this, I have never seen it before."

The law enforcement officer who was pressing down on the opponent suddenly said that he stared at the captive's head swinging, and the dark brown overalls on the opponent's body were a little torn on his left shoulder, revealing a rough tattoo.

"this is……"

The arbitrator tore off the man's heavy clothing and stared at the tattoo-it was a screaming crow with open wings, its claws nailed to a skull.

"...Lord of the Crow?"

"My lord's name is not known to fools like you!"

"Still? Where's Falla? Where did he escape?"

"do not know!"

Seeing that this guy is so stubborn, the law enforcement officer who suppressed him secretly tried hard, causing the man to let out a painful groan.

"Relax, we have many ways to make you speak and take it back!"

"Yes!"

After announcing the closing of the team, the arbitrator stepped out the door.

Suddenly, the battle that had formed over the years made him notice that something was watching him, so he immediately drew his pistol.

There was silence outside, only the faint sound of rain and the chirping of leaking pipes.

Afterwards, the arbitrator raised his gun and looked up to the roof. The gaze he noticed was coming from above ~www.readwn.com~ It was probably just a conjecture, but at the moment when he raised his head, he vaguely saw a shadow. Passed through the exposed rafters.

The arbitrator moved forward and raised his gun to point at the shadow.

After noticing the hanging ladder on the side, the arbitrator with a strong body only took three seconds to climb up the roof, and immediately raised his gun to aim.

boom!

A gunshot smashed the silence in the middle of the night, and the bullet hit the tile next to the arbitrator, causing him to almost fall to the ground.

Then he fired back three shots at the front, but at a terrible angle.

In the next second, two bullets were fired from the back of the chimney, and then the metal tiles were hit and flashes appeared again and fell on the floor.

As soon as the gunfire sounded, the sound of running footsteps came from the lower floor, and the law enforcement officers also rushed out with their guns, but the arbitrator had already started chasing the man first, but another wheel forced him again. Lie down and avoid.

The gun he raised fired at the roof tiles, opening several holes in the direction where the bullet had just fired.

Something hung on the roof, and it seemed that chaos had occurred.

Enforcers have already rushed up the stairs.

"This is the Legal Department! Stop firing immediately! Raise your hands!"

The arbitrator poured his will and let out a loud roar.

Suddenly, there was a louder crash, as if a large part of the entire roof had collapsed, and something seemed to have fallen into a nearby room.

The arbitrator rushed forward, raised his gun and aimed, and was about to say the next order aloud.

But there was nothing left, only broken roofs and metal fragments scattered on the floor below a large hole, and a broken homemade submachine gun was thrown among the rubble.

The arbitrator jumped down, only to see some scattered blood on the ground, and it was not a normal scarlet, but a deep purple...