Abyss Express

Chapter 482: Act1 Back In Black: Return of Evil

Chapter 482 Act.1 Back In Black· Return of Evil

[Part① Remnants of War]

The frontier water village in the fifty-fourth area is wet and cold. It borders the northern border and is not suitable for Homo sapiens to survive. However, it has become rich and rich because of the high tariffs on the Kulpo gold mine.

Countless gray industries gathered and were driven to towns other than human settlements by anonymous people. Lieyangbao is such a place, it is a shelter for many remnants of the Mad Butterfly Sacred Sect, and it is a bridge connecting platform zero and civilized society. There are people from all walks of life hidden here, most of them are fence-sitters who step on the edge of the law, and there are also tax-avoiding companies that resell contraband and smuggle mineral wool.

Just like its name, most of the city-states in the underground world are named after whatever they lack.

There is no sun here, and there is no solid fortress. There are only intricate water veins and river beds, broken mud roads, illegal buildings at the dam mouth that are difficult to search by tide police boats, and wooden towers stacked on top of each other. The Longmen Array and Diaojiaolou were built along the solid settlement layer of the railway. All kinds of itinerant merchants played colorful lanterns on the ships, hoping to keep those wealthy and wealthy fugitive criminals so as to make a fortune.

In the fifty-fourth district, the most powerful organizational department is not the district government of the consul, but a small church with Catholic faith——

——It is the White Shark Club of Lieyangbao. It was originally an alliance of disadvantaged groups composed of shark-human hybrids. In the underground world, the hybrid beasts are the vulnerable group.

They may have some special abilities that far exceed that of Homo sapiens, but for Homo sapiens, these savage creatures that are difficult to hunt with tools and form a group combat force are as weak as fresh ingredients on the menu.

The White Shark Society first took refuge in the Hongmen League of the Redstone people, and became a small battle group appointed by the station official, just like Sanhe Town was originally developed by the Redstone people, and was finally given to the Lizardmen, the Matriarch of the Warhorse. The Sharks gained the jurisdiction of Sun Fort.

This city has had troubles many times, and spiritual disasters still occur frequently to this day. Its special geographical location and special composition of people determine that it is destined not to have a peaceful life.

It does not have a large area of ​​cultivated land, but it is one of the entrances and exits of gold veins. It does not have safe and reliable waterways, but it has complex branches full of dirt.

These are the living environments that criminals dream of. Hiding in the dark, searching for the cultural heritage of platform zero left by the mad butterflies predecessors, obtaining the formula of the holy blood, and obtaining the necessary materials for the blood ceremony—these are the livelihoods. Little by little, Lieyangbao was being transformed, as was the White Shark Club.

Seventeen years ago, an immortal took over the White Shark Society grandly. He never meant to hide his name, but vigorously advocated the great achievements he left in history.

He is an adventurer, a murderous maniac in war.

The main battle tank is named after his mentor, who participated in the Civil War.

He had fought with Abraham Lincoln and Jefferson Davis in the Black Hawk War—a one-sided massacre of the Sauk Indians, who, twenty-nine years later, represented the South and the North, respectively, The mighty unification war began.

The Civil War killed one-thirtieth of the young and middle-aged people in the United States at that time, and the total number of casualties exceeded the sum of all battles in the United States to this day, including the subsequent Gulf War, the Afghan War, and various large and small security battles.

On behalf of the Northern Army, he followed his mentor, General Sherman, to complete the massacre of Vicksburg and the burning of Atlanta.

When the Northern Army came to the South, it never took into account the pleas of the civilians, and ignored the enemies who had surrendered.

Mr. Sherman said so——

"—We must remove and destroy all obstacles."

"Take every inch of land and confiscate every property."

"Ruthlessly destroy everything we see, regardless of men, women, children, rich or poor."

These experiences have shaped the vicious and vicious mind of this immortal, his ecstatic character, and his inhumane methods of treating captives. He is an excellent ruler—so the League also asked him to rule Lieyang Citadel.

His name was George Joshua, a brutal and bloodthirsty thug of unknown age.

During the period after the Black Hawk War, the Philosophers Foundation had not yet been established. Its predecessor was a secret society composed of a group of social elites. Tokens of Power - Around the future of America, the Pacific Railroad was born.

The subsequent trial of the railway project was also made by George Joshua. He used to be an engineer and specially selected 27 sons of wealthy gentry from his hometown in England to attract investment for this main artery that runs through the United States, from Washington on the east coast to the Colorado River Valley. The magnificent spectacle has brought countless Chinese lives.

[Stanford] at Stanford University, who was the big boss of the Pacific Railroad at the time, thought that George's approach might cost people and money.

But the following story has to be turned by JoeRank. Under the recommendation of George Joshua, Jack Martin Lee Enfield came to the United States, and thus changed from a down-and-out lord who is not hereditary to He has become the "big leader" in finding the remains of the saint. It is rumored that this sacred object has the ability to make people immortal, and can also change the fate of a country-the story of Wen Bucai is about to begin.

Driven by this hand of God, George Joshua, as an immortal, may not have left a prominent name in the long river of history, but he has lived to this day, and is still shining in Sunburn Castle, serving the society. The League contributed its own strength, provided convenience for Jin Taikang, and sent the dead man of the League to the Council of Five Kings.

At this moment, the burly man with red hair and red eyes was sitting in the council hall of Lieyang Castle, and there was no one around.

He's tall, his decent suit almost blown away by his broad shoulders and neck, and he's got a nice beard. His eyebrows are protruding, his eyes are deep, his nose bridge is big and his nose is wide, both his eyebrows and his hair have a sense of rushing upwards—like a raging flame that is always burning.

He looked only twenty-seven or eighteen years old. If he shaved his beard, he might be seventeen or eighteen years old. His thick lips made George Joshua look as weird and naive as a child like Pellerini.

Most of the members of the Alliance of Eternals have this feature, they more or less maintain "childlike innocence", children are cruel, but their childlike innocence is still intact.

"You have a new to-do item, Mr. President."

A message notification was lit on the desk, and the gaudy and coquettish smile of the female assistant lit up on a simple small LCD screen.

George: "Get right to the point."

The assistant deliberately leaned over to the camera, to straighten the buttons of the skirt, to show all the charms to the president, slowly put his butt back into the office chair, licked his lips, gently pushed the glasses, and then acted Said: "Only the shipment from Xiaosimen was inspected by the patrol boat. President, I'm afraid you need to assign some stewards. Bai Ding can't handle this matter. It's some cherry millet shells, which are used as condiments in hot pot restaurants. .”

"Are you new here?" George Joshua glanced at the fiery figure of the female assistant: "No one taught you the rules? Did no one guide you about etiquette?"

"Not really." The female assistant was distracted. The personnel specialist of the White Shark Club had given her a complete training process before, asking her to correct her attitude and not try to please the president deliberately. Forget it: "I was like, try it, just kidding"

If he could take this opportunity to climb onto the president's bed, would he still be able to spend every day in the teleconference room eating chalk dust? That's when the sparrow flies up the branch and turns into a phoenix, so you don't have to work hard all at once.

"You want to exchange your body for money. It's easy to talk about. I'll ask someone to take you away immediately. Which ship do you want to go to do business?" George Joshua immediately pointed out the way to this woman: "You are not suitable to be an assistant. little sister."

The female assistant's face changed, and suddenly she heard a knock on the door.

"Boss?! President?! I'm kidding! Me."

George Joshua tapped on the LCD screen, and six sightseeing ships along the river scenery immediately appeared on the remote desktop of the female assistant. These mobile casinos and bars are good places for money laundering and sales.

"If you don't choose, then I will ask your boss to choose."

The manager's face was extremely ugly, and he walked in hurriedly, but he didn't dare to speak.

George Joshua swipe the screen to switch the ship interface to the weapon interface.

"Do you prefer pistol rounds or rifle rounds? Explosives? Or something older? Choking with a twisted rope?"

The female assistant was already pale with fright: "I, I, I, I, Mr. Chairman, I didn't mean me."

"Only children can be forgiven for making mistakes. You have grown up." George said, a little impatiently: "There is no need to use that set of unspoken rules in the workplace to deal with your leaders. You are insulting me and discriminating against me. My mind - coquetry during teleconferences, wasting my time and bullets? Who do you think you are? If you don't pick a boat, I'm going to pick a gun for you."

"I choose! I choose! I choose!" the female assistant begged bitterly, thinking in her heart that it would be a good choice to send it as an entertainer on a sightseeing boat—after all, the president is so wise and mighty, he will definitely make the best use of it , I will definitely find a good buyer for my skin!

"So which boat? Which one to choose?" George Joshua's thick fingers scanned the list of yachts.

"Is it a rare pavilion with the theme of a circus of disaster beasts?"

"Is it a resort, leisure and entertainment club integrated with a gambling hotel?"

"Or the promotion and exhibition center of the arms trade?"

"A ballroom dedicated to providing mistresses for big shots?"

"Choose quickly"

[Part ② Inhumanity]

George Joshua took out a stack of photos from the drawer, playing with his fingers boredly.

"I choose this! I choose this!" Without hesitation, the female assistant immediately pointed to the ship of the arms exhibition—if she could be transferred to this position, most of the people she came into contact with would be powerful generals with force. Much more!

At this moment, at this moment, the icons of ships and ships suddenly changed to the style of 7.62*51 machine gun bullets.

"So you like to use this caliber of bullets to end your sad and incompetent life." George Joshua grinned, holding the photo as if holding a good deck of cards, and he drew out one of them ——

"—To be honest, I am a person who likes to take the initiative to attack."

Big Sister's photo suddenly appeared in front of the screen.

"I only lost once. I almost lost my life when I had to run away from Lieyang Castle in embarrassment. Now I have to bow my head and be a man, all thanks to this girl."

The second photo is of the eldest sister wearing casual clothes and beating sandbags to sweat in the club.

"When I went to kiss her shoes and had close contact with the six 9*39 heavy warheads bursting out of that boot, my head almost turned into a watermelon—at that time."

One after another photos fell on the table, George Joshua's face became flushed and his breathing became short of breath.

"I feel like I've become a prisoner of love."

The ultimate trump card is the heroic posture of Glory, the king of war, in full armor and armor.

"I love him, I want to pursue her, I want to attack her unreservedly!"

"I want to conquer her! Defeat this powerful enemy! Then watch her become a plaything in my crotch! Completely surrender to me!"

"I like this type of woman, and I hope you will think about it when you reincarnate, and think about it."

"Become her and come see me again."

On the other side of the screen, the manager finally breathed a sigh of relief——

——The steward and the security guard made gestures, gesturing on the caliber of the bullet, and then grabbed a light machine gun and stuffed the bullet into the muzzle.

The female assistant turned her head slightly, and immediately saw the scorching gun flames.

At the same time as the blood pressure soared, Tianlinggai and brains were splashed on the ceiling together, and the fragrance disappeared. The fingers of the corpse were still firmly grasping the table and chairs, unwilling to fall down. over.

"Sorry, boss." Mr. Todd, the manager, is an honest social person. He does what the president says. He put down his gun and asked the security personnel and cleaning to clean up the scene: "It's my fault. I always soften my heart. I don’t want to physically punish these employees, but they don’t care about what they say.”

"That's indeed your fault." George Joshua put away the photos of the eldest sister, as if he didn't want his subordinates to see these treasures: "Let's talk about it, let's talk about her work-the ship that was investigated What's on it?"

The manager sat next to the headless corpse, his mood was terribly calm, he couldn't stop crying, as if he was feeling sad for the girl beside him, but his action when he pulled the trigger was so standard and quick.

"These small merchants who do farm work want to send some accessories to the hot pot and lo-mei shop. It's such a simple thing. We don't call that thing Big Smoke, but cherry millet shells—but there are always some disobedient ones. There are more than 6,000 plants planted in the backyard."

"Hey, you said that this matter is not strange. There is not much arable land in District 54. It is a talent to be able to raise so many flowers in the muddy paddy fields."

"As a result, the frontier guards and Guangling Zhixi will definitely have to look for them. Ask about this family and the boys on the fishing boat. They are all good people! They are definitely good people! They are law-abiding citizens!"

Todd waved his hand, his face full of innocence.

"They grow that thing to treat the livestock at home. It is a traditional Chinese medicine, and it can relieve cough."

"But, boss, the special anti-narcotics team of Guangling Zhixi doesn't seem to plan to let this group of people go. You have to find someone who is quick to do things, and has a good reputation. You can't bring anything to drugs—— Don't touch the edges."

"Otherwise, Big Sister will come back again, not to mention whether we can survive, it will not be that simple if you want to come back in the future."

When the word [big sister] was mentioned, George Joshua's expression changed significantly——

——He was both terrified and excited, and finally forcibly suppressed his inner self-destructive desire, asking his brain to make the most rational judgment.

"Got it, I'll take care of it."

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