6kv Chapter 170 Border Riots
Chapter 170 Border Riots
The dark room was filled with a suffocating dark atmosphere. The walls of the room were eroded by the corrosion of the past years and became yellow and damp. There was a disgusting musty smell. The dim light shined through the cracks, casting a messy look. And distorted shadows.
5m*20m, about 100 square meters.
There are two large wooden wooden beds on the left and right, two meters long, with a one-meter wide aisle in the middle.
There were yellowed and black sheets, scattered clothes, and at the end of the bed was an uncovered sanitary pit. Next to the pit was a red plastic bucket filled with bloody tissues.
There were 55 girls huddled on the bed.
Their faces bore traces of torture and helpless eyes, and their clothes were in tatters, revealing their youthful fragility and helplessness after being tortured.
Some of them with angry faces were still holding on to the rotten and moldy bread in their arms.
"Hey, are there new products?" A neatly dressed man in black looked frivolous when he saw the garrison bringing a new girl.
His name is Philemon Quinite, and he is the representative of the Quinite family. He is here to pick some "goods". The [Clubhouse] system is not perfect yet, and violent [clients] often appear to play [Yue Ji] to death. We need Come regularly to restock.
The garrison army pushed the two newly captured Dahuang girls forward and said, "See if they look right."
Philemon stepped forward, lifted up the girls' clothes, and touched their waists, genitals and other sensitive parts. There was no lust in his eyes, as if he was seriously looking at a product.
This is his job.
The girl was trembling, her face was red with embarrassment, her lips were pale, and she didn't dare to resist at all.
"Barely qualified, slightly malnourished."
"Fortunately, it's a baby..."
Philemon put down his clothes and said.
"This one is five thousand..." He pointed to a woman in red on the wooden bed and said, "That one is eight thousand."
When the woman in red heard this, there was a touch of joy on her face. She knew what she was going to experience, but it was better to stay here.
Go over there.
At least I can have enough to eat and wear warm clothes.
"Just two?" The garrison was a little depressed. There were only two out of fifty. It couldn't make a lot of money.
Philemon gave a wry smile and said: "The family hired Lilith Camille as a billboard to restrict girls from entering the [club]. They must be healthier..."
Halfway through his words, he looked at the more than fifty girls on the wooden bed with a disdainful smile.
"You yourself know very well what their physical condition is. They will definitely not pass the physical examination."
Innuendo.
The garrison had no choice but to swallow this breath.
Received the sum of thirteen thousand and handed the girl over to Philemon.
Outside the door, Uesugi Ken witnessed all this through the crack in the door, and used his special power [Photography] to record it in his mind.
He gasped with his heart beating rapidly, covering his mouth with his hands to suppress his trembling and nervousness, trying not to make any sound, his eyes fixed on the dark room, paying close attention to every tiny movement.
At NPI, Ken Uesugi serves as a reporter.
"There seems to be a little mouse." Philemon suddenly sneered, turning his head to meet Sugiken's gaze.
Wow!
Uesugi Ken's eyes widened immediately and he ran away.
"Team leader, run!" He quickly turned on the voicemail and contacted team leader Pine Victor.
"There are illegal transactions..."
"boom!"
Before he could finish his words, a bullet penetrated his chest.
"Uh-huh——"
Uesugi Ken howled, a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, and his right hand trembled as he covered the wound.
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang!"
There were random gunshots, and bullets made several bloody holes in his chest.
He stood tremblingly, trying to use his last willpower to send the image he had just taken to Pine Victor.
At this time, a familiar sound of footsteps came from a distance, becoming extremely clear in the silence, and the familiar corners of clothes were getting closer and closer...
Ken Uesugi slowly turned his head, his pupils dilated little by little...
"Team leader..."
"boom!"
A bullet penetrated his head, and Ken Uesugi slowly fell to the ground with the truth in his arms, completely lifeless.
"How many times have I told you, don't meddle in things you shouldn't." Pine Victor sighed and stepped on Uesugi Ken's head.
Making sure that the pictures he took was stillborn would make it difficult for him, the NIP team leader, to spread the word. It would involve too many things.
"Wise choice, Mr. Pyne." Philemon praised.
Everyone was still dealing with Uesugi Ken's body at this moment.
"Boom!" There was a strong crashing sound from the barbed wire fence in the military area.
A soldier hurried over, shouting: "The zombies are rushing in!"
"What are there to be afraid of zombies?" Philemon asked doubtfully.
The garrison killed hundreds, if not thousands, of zombies every day.
The essence of zombies is the living dead controlled by spiny insects. Live pulse bullets can cause damage. Even if left alone for a period of time, the zombies will fall down due to the toxin.
"Zombies are weird..." The soldier hadn't explained clearly yet.
A long knife suddenly appeared in the shadows and penetrated his chest.
The knife holder is the dead Uesugi, with a purple shadow line connected to the back of his neck, which connects to the sky and is submerged in the night.
Immediately afterwards, roars and strange footsteps came from the darkness, and tens of thousands of zombies suddenly broke through the barbed wire fence and poured in from all corners, rushing towards the garrisoned military area like a tide.
Philemon and Pine Victor reacted and took out special pistols.
"Boom!"
Two successful headshots and electric shocks.
But they were shocked to find that the zombie Uesugi, with only half his head left, had not fallen.
"What kind of monster is this..."
Everyone finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Find a car quickly and get out of here!" Philemon shouted loudly.
The garrison military area fell into chaos and panic. Gunshots, explosions and screams mingled in the corridors, forming a terrifying and sad song.
Zombies that used to be taken down with one or two shots now require dozens of bullets to completely crush them.
But the bullets will eventually run out.
Many times, more people make sense.
Some of these zombies looked hideous, and some were devoured by rot and left only skeletons. Their bloody mouths opened wide and they let out low and terrifying roars. The military area where they were stationed was soon filled with a strong smell of death and stench.
Pine Victor ran around in a panic, constantly regretting in his heart that he insists on coming to this ghost place, which can remind the [Observer] that a dangerous place cannot be suitable for living people.
Fortunately, when he was running out of ammunition and food, he finally found a intact armored vehicle, and rushed forward with Fidemon desperately.
Just as he was about to touch the rescue vehicle, a huge mechanical claw suddenly fell from high altitude.
"Boom!"
The iron claws crushed the armored vehicle into a discus.
With another casual blow, Philemon in front was instantly torn into pieces, and he didn't even have time to howl.
"Red Skeleton..." Looking at the monster in front of him, Pine Victor froze on the spot and murmured in horror.
The next moment.
"boom!"
The mechanical pterosaur slapped its claws, breaking half of Pine Victor's body and throwing him to the place where the zombies were the densest.
"Uh-huh——"
Pine Victor fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. His bones were broken and he could not move. As soon as he raised his eyes, his eyes were completely filled with fear and he was speechless.
"Team leader..."
The zombie Ken Uesugi, who has lost his head and has a purple shadow on the back of his neck, is slowly reaching out towards him, and his semi-mechanized chest lets out a hoarse groan...