Dya looked at the silent corpse in front of her and did not speak. The blood www.biquge.info had completely frozen in the cold night air, turning into rich black-brown patches that had stuck to the concrete floor.

She stood at the foot of the watchtower for a long time, her head scanning the corpse back and forth several times, but repeating the same action after it. When she first arrived at Rox's small base, she had already examined them all. All were gunshot wounds, a dozen corpses, almost all of them fatal with a single shot, and the bullet hit them right in the heart, leaving a hole where blood was bubbling out. Or the bullet pierced directly into their heads, and when they slammed the skull, the ordinary bullet collided with the hard bones, turning into tiny metal shards, and then destroying the tender brain tissue inside.

There are very few enemies that require two shots to deal with, and the people who attack this small base are very strong. The neat and uniform bullet holes on the dozen or so corpses strongly told Dyer about this.

While thinking about it, in her eyes, Dipen, who had entered the other buildings of the base to investigate, came to her with a dark face from stepping into the light.

"Boss, all the inside of the building has been seen, only a few boxes of general-purpose bullets remain, and the rest of the equipment has been cleaned up, leaving nothing behind. Completely deflated, Deeppen shook his head, waiting for Delea's next order.

Several other people also walked out of the building one after another at this moment, all in the same situation, and the depressed mood made the air around them seem a little oppressive.

Is it too late again?, Delya rubbed her temples hard, and there was a throbbing pain. She wanted to drive away from Brino in her chariot like this, but there must be someone behind her. She had this intuition, both physically and mentally, warning her that she was being stared at at every moment by a pair of invisible, sharp eyes, like a seasoned hunter watching a lost prey crash into a trap. I've been dealing with Francy for a year or two, and Dya knows his character. Leaving his prey with no way out is his usual method. The prey knew there was a deadly trap ahead, but it still had to jump into it, and that was what Francy liked to see the most.

Now, you're the prey that has no way out, right?Della glanced at the sky, wanting to see the snow-white moon. But the cirrus clouds were thickly separated in the middle of the two, and nothing could be seen except a surging black.

"Let's go back to the base. Dya had the remaining bullets loaded onto the chariot and leave the silent base that would soon be bursting with barren grass.

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The colors darkened at night, and it came more than an hour earlier than usual. There is no moon in the sky and no stars. This means that, apart from the rows of street lamps that are unreasonably spaced, only the high-rise buildings that glow in various colors can provide a faint source of light for the city shrouded in darkness.

Fortunately, the bustling and lively areas of the city are almost always lit up at any time of the day and night, and the flow of people never stops. In some of the small streets of Brino, there were no managers to repair the old street lamps, and the imperial administration set up here was in a sense a non-existent. Since no troops were sent to station, if it weren't for the deterrent power of the Triprimary Colors Group and the Imperial Mineral Source Company, the first place in Brino would have been flattened by shells.

In this corner of Brino, José Ray spent a long time in his dilapidated room, a cigarette was smoked one by one, and a case of wine brought with him became the standard for drinking water, which was completely consumed for celebration that night. Walking along the dimly lit street with a few of his men, there was almost no light, except for the occasional limousine that drove past him to illuminate the street scene for a short time.

Several people were now a little happy and happy in their hearts. In their opinion, being able to help Master Franry with his errands and be personally received by him was indeed something that they should be excited about. Thinking of the benefits that Young Master Francri promised when things were done, their hearts were a little excited. For them, it was a wealth that could not be used up in this life, otherwise they would not have thought of betraying Delya, who had been with them for a few years.

"Boss Lei, how long do you think Master Franry will be able to give us the money?" someone asked behind Jose Lei's back, "I said that I would give the money when I was done, but now it's almost a day later, and I still don't see any news from the golden bank account." ”

"Yes, Boss Lei, the old butler next to Young Master Franry, I don't think he's a good person at first glance. Do you think they lied to us?"

"Shut your mouths, and if these words are heard, they may become true. Josére turned his head and said, his heart was also angry, he had bought all the train tickets to leave Brino, and waited for the money to arrive today, and he would leave here as soon as it arrived. Young Master Francy has a bad reputation, and he has been thinking about his boss Delea for a long time, and he knows all this.

Before the money arrived this morning, he was a little scared and worried. So he hurriedly took his brothers to change the hiding place, so he felt at ease. But stuffed in the extremely simple room I was looking for temporarily, the fire on my body was getting stronger and stronger.

The men who followed José Ray heard the irritability that had been stored in his words, and they all bowed their heads and did not look at him.

With a snort, José turned his head to look at the road again, not knowing if he had hit someone else or if someone else had hit him. There was a muffled sound on his shoulder, as if he had touched a piece of steel, and for a moment the pain made him burst into tears.

He didn't care whose fault it was, for Josére, who was now having a smoldering fire in his stomach, even if he didn't look at the road, he didn't think it was he who was at fault.

I didn't look at the road, you have to look at the road. You won't move your foot for me?

"I can't see the road!" said Josere, who turned his head and cursed, but he was not as tall as the other man, and when he turned his head and looked up a little, he saw a snow-white face with a thick costume on it. He found that the other party was also looking at him, and after the surprise in his eyes, there was a look of disgust overflowing. It's like looking at rats in a garbage heap piled up on the side of the street.

The anger was completely ignited by this look, and Jocere did not bother to rub his aching shoulder. There was no one around, and he turned his hand and drew his gun, trying to break the head of the man in front of him, who was standing very well.

But then there was a pain in his chest, and a thin sword that had no brilliance in the dim light of the streetlight had pierced his body and pierced his chest. (To be continued.) )