Chapter 609: Desperate

One hammer, two hammers, three hammers...

It wasn't until Mrs. Karan fell stiffly that Gore let out a long sigh of

relief.

Damn, I used to ask my hand to do this kind of thing, but I didn't expect to

have to do it myself now. He shook his slightly numb right hand, knelt down

and leaned toward the opponent's nose to confirm that she was breathless.

"Kang Dang."

Suddenly there was a strange noise outside the window.

Gore's heart suddenly lifted up!

"Who!?" He grabbed the bat, walked quickly to the window, pushed the sash open

and looked out.

I saw a black figure rushing into the bushes in the distance, and disappeared

after shaking.

It turned out to be a wild cat, which scared me.

Gore cursed secretly, returned to Mrs. Karan's side, and dragged her into the

back of the cargo pile. When Philip has finished dealing with all the hired

workers, it will not be too late for him to deal with the corpse.

…

Under the corner outside the warehouse, Russ squatted motionless in the

shadow, not even daring to take a breath.

He didn't want to get into the hut in the dark, so he found a remote place to

explain it. Hearing the weird movement in the warehouse, he leaned over and

took a look. He didn't expect to see such a terrible scene.

Gore actually killed Mrs. Karan!

In panic, he even stepped on the tiptoe bricks.

Russ regretted the moment he fled.

Why didn't he yell out on the spot, or simply smash the glass in one go and

rush in to stop Gore?

After experiencing the general strike, he thought he was no longer afraid of

the guys riding on the hired foremen...Unexpectedly, when he really

encountered such a thing, his body still subconsciously chose to avoid it.

He couldn't be as courageous as Momora after all.

By the way... You must tell this to Momora and Horn!

Gore’s move is tantamount to trampling on the agreement reached between the

factory and the employees, and he should pay the price in blood!

Russ confirmed that Gore left the window and ran towards the factory with his

waist-the people in the handling team had just finished the shift, and they

were basically near the storage yard. If they were called to block the

warehouse, it might be possible to make Gore on the spot. Fu Zhu!

However, when he came to the yard area, Lars saw that people were moving

outside the factory in twos and threes, and the commander was Horn.

The latter stood on the tall cargo box and shouted to the hired workers,

“Everyone move quickly and set off with Momora. The cargo ship is waiting for

everyone at the dock. This time the extra pay offered by the factory is not

low. Let's not be let down, lest the people in charge of things talk too

much!"

"okay!"

An extra job equals an extra income. The workers are all very excited, almost

scrambling to get into the horse-drawn cart.

A new cargo ship arrives at the port? At this time?

Russ couldn't help but sink.

No, not everyone can pass, otherwise it will give Gore time to eliminate the

evidence.

It doesn't make much sense to pull workers at this time, you have to let the

prestigious Horn speak. Lars walked around the outer wall of the factory

building and ran to the cargo box quickly, trying to tell Horn to stop

talking, but when he walked halfway, he felt his blood freeze.

Behind the horns of the trousers, there is a black stain extending from the

thigh to the ankle.

If it is machine oil, it should not flow so evenly.

And with the help of the distant firelight, he could vaguely see a little dark

red from it.

Horn, this is... injured?

If the traces of soaked trouser legs are blood stains, how big should the

wound be? Even if you are an iron man, it is impossible to command everyone to

work calmly under such an injury, right? From the horns' calls over and over

again, Russ could not hear anything unusual, and even the fluctuations in the

tone were basically the same.

This detail made his hair stand up.

Thinking about it now, the location of the corner station is also quite

strange. Not only is it far away from the yard crowd, but it also avoids the

factory gate. If he didn't happen to come from the warehouse, he would not

have noticed the strangeness behind the other side.

When he used to organize people to move, would he stand on a high place and

shout?

No... that's the job of the supervisors and supervisors.

Russ felt an indescribable fear.

Only one day away, Baiguoyuan seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

What's even more creepy was that he was the only one in the entire factory

that realized something was wrong!

Mrs. Karan was smashed into the storeroom, and her horn seemed to have become

another person. Momora led the team to the port. He didn't know who to call

for help.

Take a gamble and rush into the crowd and shout that there is a problem with

the horns?

What should I do if I get beaten up?

No, it's not in case...but it must be like this-an electric light flashed in

Ras' heart, and the horns could not have become like this for no reason, and

Gore didn't suddenly act on Mrs. Karan out of resentment. All of this is the

conspiracy of Baiguoyuan, and it is their premeditated counterattack! The

enemy's first goal is the creator of the relief society and the organizer of

the general strike.

Thinking of this, he just felt like falling into an ice cave.

Without the leader, who else can stand up and restore the situation?

In despair, the figure of a half beast suddenly appeared in Russ' mind.

Although she rarely showed up, she left a deep impression on everyone. She was

obviously a half-beast, but she had the temperament of not losing anyone.

It was precisely because of the truckloads of sweet bread she had brought,

that the strike had the capital to persevere to the end.

And the power behind her is the ambassador from the Eastern Kingdom.

Russ instantly felt that his cold hands and feet recovered a bit of heat. He

slowly controlled his steps, retreated a little bit into the shadow, and then

turned his head and ran to the south.

He is going to the embassy area to tell the ambassador what happened in the

factory!

That may be the only way to save everyone!

…

In the basement of the nursing home, the cyan mist was trickling down the ice

sheet, filling every corner of the laboratory little by little.

The area enclosed by the Thousand Words spell became the only safe area

indoors.

Seeing that the dead fog couldn't penetrate the ice cap, Xia Fan and Li

couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The living dead really have a unique ability to shelter alchemists.

However, the situation at the moment is still not optimistic-this safe zone is

less than nine feet vertically, UU read www.uukanshu. The air that the com can

hold is quite limited. If they are trapped here, they will not find an escape

route for a long time. There is no difference between suffocation and coma and

death.

Xia Fan immediately extinguished the candle in the ice cap to reduce the loss

of oxygen.

"Why is there a dead mist on the ceiling?" Li puzzled. "We didn't touch any

signs of organs just now?"

"Could it be that Du Lin had expected that we would come?" Qianyan's deserted

expression also had a hint of solemnity, "Or the two people who were

fascinated before have awakened in advance?"

"I don't think these two possibilities are high." Xia Fan calmly thought about

it. "Du Lin is just an ordinary person. The probability that the wild cats

that have been exposed through covert actions are basically negligible. As for

the effective time of being drugged. , At least three hours to start, even

those who feel angry are not immune to this. I prefer that the mechanism is

not triggered for specific personnel, but automatically operates according to

time."

"According to...time?"

"Yes, this is a defense mechanism that automatically kills and kills living

things. Its sole purpose is to regularly kill objects that can move in the

laboratory." Xia Fan slowly said, "Not only humans... but also evil."