Crimson Comes Chapter 100

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The movements of the people around him became more and more sluggish.

Countless vehicles were temporarily parked on the side of the road, and the people in the cars were weakly clinging to the steering wheel, frowning in pain.

Someone was even more impatient, and honked the horn hard, and the still-breathing sound of the horn hit the fragile heart.

The shadows of pedestrians on the side of the road seem to be distorted, elongated, and move slowly like in an abstract oil painting.

Wei Wei held a silver pistol and walked slowly down the street.

With this gun, he kept absorbing the demon power around him, alleviating the pain of everyone.

But the speed at which this gun draws demon power is too slow.

The streets are endless and there are thousands of them in this city.

Wei Wei could only walk at such a slow speed, and felt a huge sense of powerlessness, even the power of scarlet was so powerless.

There is really very little that you can do yourself.

But you can only do it yourself.

Whenever he sees a little white dress again and wakes up from the sluggish state, watching them look up blankly, or run into the distance, he will feel a burst of joy in his heart. But when he looked up, there were countless white dresses in pain, so he knew that he couldn't stop, he could only carry the silver pistol, and walked forward step by step.

"You, you, you..."

The head pendant hanging on his waist has been shaking constantly, and he asked loudly: "What's the point of doing this?"

"There is a danger of infiltrating this weak city."

"You can't really save anyone, you just put yourself in it..."

"I know……"

Wei Wei replied in a low voice, but still walked slowly.

"Then you haven't left yet?"

"I just don't understand..."

Under the sheep face mask, Wei Wei seemed to have a smile on his face: "Why does it have to be meaningful?"

"I just wanted to do this..."

It's not that people who don't know they can save are really limited.

It's not that I don't know, even those who have been absorbed by the silver pistols with the power of the devil and their symptoms have been relieved will be affected by the power of the plague devil again, and they will fall into pain again. In the eyes of others, this may indeed be unintentional. thing.

It's just that when you do meaningful things every day, when do you want to do what you want to do?

The head pendant was speechless, only a look of grief and indignation:

"madman……"

Gradually, someone discovered this strange man wearing a black raincoat and a sheep face mask.

In the groggy perception, they even felt that this person was not real.

Some people have already seen the reports in the media and linked him to the terrifying sheep demon in that report.

However, they, who were suffering from illness, also instinctively discovered that when they were closer to this person, they would feel their pain eased. So, starting from the first person who discovered the problem, follow Wei Wei has more and more people.

Step by step, they followed behind him, maintaining a certain distance.

Wei Wei turned his head and saw a group of little girls in white dresses. They all stepped back at the same time, seeming a little terrified.

"sorry……"

Wei Wei apologized to them, then turned his head and walked forward more firmly.

Sometimes, don't step back.

Because, there is really no room for retreat.

The pale sun seemed to rise higher and higher.

There was a tormented smell in the air.

Endless and dense ravings came frantically, and fine needles generally pierced every pore on the body. The air became distorted, like countless dangling ribbons, the whole street was covered with a blurred breath, and the sweat in the body seemed to be squeezed out of a sponge.

Feet are like walking on cotton, each step with uncertainty.

There were more and more people following behind Wei Wei.

They are like lost lambs, mired in fear, not knowing where to go.

Until, in this city where the air was suppressed and twisted, they suddenly heard the shouts and gunfire in front of them.

This sound happened for a very short time, but it was very abrupt, and it faintly broke the dullness that was pressing in my mind.

Wei Wei suddenly stopped and looked up.

In his field of vision, a few strange people suddenly appeared on the street full of white dresses.

The blurred colors and the distorted colors hanging down in the city suddenly receded to both sides like a tide, and the cold air was overwhelming, and the shreds of paper and plastic bags all over the street were blown into the sky, and the earth produced a faint shadow. roar.

A man in a black priest's robe and round-rimmed glasses was walking slowly forward.

Among the countless small white skirts in front of him, he looked unusually different.

Calm, firm, refined, and has a kind of power that is incompatible with the entire city.

He walked into this street very calmly, as if he was appreciating his own work.

Behind her, three meters away, more than a dozen people in nun clothes, standing in two rows, followed closely.

At the back, several solid and tall armed vehicles with obvious traces of modification followed closely.

On the car and off the car, the mercenary with the submachine gun in his arms looked fierce, with a half-smoking cigarette in his mouth.

In the back of the armored vehicle, you can see a large number of people who are cowering and flickering in horror. They are wearing sacks, or wearing dirty clothes that have not been washed for many years. , but firmly followed behind the leader in front, with the enthusiasm and firmness in his eyes that no matter where the leader went, he would definitely follow.

They were the most numerous, and flooded the streets like a tide.

"Yes... it's a refugee outside the city..."

"Oh my God, why did they come in, what about the city patrol team?"

"This... is this going to be a riot?"

The brains and energy of the people who followed Wei Wei were probably the most sober group in the city.

When they saw these people approaching, they suddenly felt a sudden shock in their hearts. When they saw those mercenaries in tight nun clothes and covered with bullets, they were even more frightened and their legs softened. An aura of panic spread instantly.

In the spiritual barrier, it stands to reason that only the priests and nuns of the Church of the Faceless Man will appear.

Their robes did not have any beauty on them.

And on their priest's robes, those with any splendid seals and strange patterns belonged to the former Twelve God Church.

Now, they are synonymous with madness.

For the residents in the spiritual barrier, suddenly appearing in front of them is tantamount to seeing a group of lunatics.

"Is this the seventh priesthood that Captain Ouyang said before?"

Wei Wei was slightly surprised when he saw the bookmark with white silk in his hand.

Captain Ouyang mentioned more than once, or implied or made it clear, that this sect would definitely attack the Scrap Iron City.

As the extraordinary sheriff of Scrap Iron City, they have also imagined how these people will attack countless times.

But unexpected.

Knowledge demons are known for their bizarre and indefensible abilities.

In addition, when the Wandering Religion retreated into the wilderness, they took away a large number of demon taboos and mysterious codes that were banned by the Church of the Twelve Gods, which made their methods even more difficult to guard against. Therefore, various possible means of intrusion.

But no one thought that they really came.

But they were so open and aboveboard that they walked into the scrap iron city.

In the same way, the head of the seventh sect who was at the forefront also stopped slowly. The city patrol team, which was taken care of by the plague demon, did not have much impact on their entry, but they did not expect that they suddenly entered the city. , was stopped by so many people.

However, with a slight frown, he noticed the panic and suspicion of those behind Wei Wei.

He no longer cared about it, but frowned, set his eyes on Wei Wei's face, and said softly, "Who are you?"

When it was determined that this was the seventh clergy outside the city, Wei Wei was refreshed.

When he saw the group of fighting nuns behind him, he regained his spirits again, and when he saw the mercenaries behind him, who were still following behind the mercenaries, those wild refugees who shrank but quickly burst into greedy and crazy eyes. , he took a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head, took off the mask, and put it on the face of the human head mask.

Then he smiled, nodded, and said, "My name is Wei Wei, and I'm the intern sheriff of Scrap Iron City."

"Did you release this plague that affected the whole city?"

Hearing Wei Wei's self-destructed identity, the head of the seventh sect frowned and said directly:

"I need to go into town to find something, don't stop me."

"When I take that thing away, I will naturally take back this plague. If it's fast, maybe not too many people will die."

"Um?"

Wei Wei listened to his calm and even somewhat refined answer, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Suddenly, a bright smile appeared on his face: "You admit it?"

The head of the seventh sect frowned tightly, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense here at all, and walked forward.

But at this moment, Wei Wei suddenly took out the black pistol from behind.

The two guns were pointed at him together.

With the footsteps of the seventh priest head, an impatient look appeared on his face.

Behind him, the two rows of fighting nuns, as well as the mercenaries, suddenly raised their guns at them at the same time.

The citizens who followed Wei Wei were pale and horrified.

Suddenly, I don't know who to start, I shouted, and I quickly scattered away.

At such a scene, even those fighting nuns and mercenaries couldn't help but burst into laughter.

And Wei Wei smiled even brighter in this laughter.

He looked at the head of the seventh sect in front of him, and at the fighting nuns behind him, as well as the mercenaries, and said with a smile: "Everyone, you have admitted to planning the Scrap Iron City attack, and you are not good at it without the permission of the Executive Office. Crimes such as breaking into the mental barriers of the scrap iron city."

"Now, I will take you back as usual to assist in the investigation."

"So, please put down your weapons, hold your head and squat on the side of the road, can you hear me clearly?"

The laughter behind the seventh sect leader grew louder.

The head of the seventh sect, behind the round-frame glasses, his pupils seemed to narrow slightly.

He has no intention of participating in ridicule or the other party's overreaching, but he doesn't want to waste time, so he just raised his hand lightly:

"Step aside."

Following the words "gently", all of a sudden, dense and terrifying ravings flooded the sky, covering the contempt and laughter of the people behind them, looking at the sneering like a madman who was overwhelmed, the sound rolled like a tide. Swing, squeeze desperately.

Around Wei Wei, countless distorted and absurd faces appeared, and they surrounded it.

The mouths on each face are constantly opening and closing, making a noisy and incomprehensible sound.

The expressions on each face are extremely distorted and absurd. They winked, three layers inside and three layers outside, like walls surrounding Wei Wei in the middle, blocking all his vision and hearing, just desperately trying to ridicule him.

Wei Wei's power was already weakening, and by this time, Scarlet's power was less than half of its usual strength.

Instantly covered by the power of this high rank, both the body and the mind have reached the load in an instant.

Like a squeezed empty cardboard box.

He only felt that his weak legs were like noodles, and his knees were sore and uncomfortable.

The body already has its own will, which is weakness, irritability, not wanting to do anything more, just wanting to lie down.

There was a thick blood in Wei Wei's eyes, but even this blood color could not dispel this feeling of weakness, but he still gritted his teeth, tightly clenched the black short spear in his left hand, and sipped slightly. The corners of his mouth, and then he was about to pull the trigger with a smile.

At this moment, I am indeed very weak, but I still have bullets.

Long ago when he became weak, Wei Wei had already put on the Demon Hunter Bullet 3 in the black short spear.

red angel.

Of course, if you use Red Angel at such a close distance, you may also die.

After all, he is so weak that even his ability to "cellular activity" has been weakened to almost nothing.

The basic ability "cell activity" of the life demon cannot create vitality, and can only use its own vitality to heal wounds.

At this time, Wei Wei, who was tortured by high fever, lacked vitality.

But Wei Wei still decided to shoot.

After all, with such a good opportunity and such a good position, wouldn't it be a pity not to shoot?

I really want to see what he looks like when he gets this bullet...

That must be delightful...

The comments that the instructor really wrote to him during the training camp flashed in his mind, in which the sentence with a red line:

This is a guy who is ready to die with others anytime, anywhere!

The joy in Wei Wei's eyes reached the extreme, his finger hooked on the trigger without hesitation, and he had to use force.

grunt.

But at this moment, above the head, the sound of the helicopter's propeller suddenly sounded.

The voice was so clear and powerful.

Wei Wei was surrounded by the crazy faces. Under the sound of the helicopter, the screams and ridicules were suddenly suppressed, and as these fine and noisy voices were suppressed, these faces were also fast. melting, disappearing.

The surrounding scenery clearly appeared in front of Wei Wei's eyes. He released his fingers somewhat unexpectedly and looked up.

Also at this time, the head of the seventh sect in front of him also frowned and looked into the air.

The black shadow of the helicopter blocked the pale sun.

The strong swirling wind seemed to make everyone below feel cool.

At the next moment, someone suddenly jumped down from the helicopter, and the figure and the person below were quickly approaching.

The figure quickly became clear, and what caught everyone's eyes was an old man with pale hair and beard, but with a determined look.

The silver windbreaker was moving, and the sunglasses on his face made him look extremely cold.

Bang!

This shadowy meteor generally jumped from a helicopter nearly 100 meters high and hit the ground heavily, causing the ground to tremble.

The huge impact made the people on the opposite side, except the head of the seventh sect, couldn't help but flinch slightly.

The man in the silver trench coat squatted on the ground~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then stood up slowly.

"Xiao Wei, go back a little first!"

The man in the silver trench coat turned and looked at Wei Wei, his voice indifferent.

However, it can be noticed that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if it hurt a bit because he just landed.

But the person on the other side never had the chance to see this scene, and could only hear his proud voice:

"You are too weak now, and you will suffer against them."

"I don't like my own people to suffer, so let me, the sheriff team leader of the scrap iron city, take action first!"

More than half of the chapter, is it even more?

(End of this chapter)

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