Chapter 9

Darkness and cold came at the same time.

Joe opened his mouth, and there was a constant gush of blood.

The torrential rain howled down and made Joe's open eyes ache.

After the black clouds, the thunder made a terrible noise.

In the direction of the old fort, the low roar continued to come. There was the sound of train passing through the sky. The ground was shaking. The fire lights were rising. The white shock wave exploded a large vacuum in the rain curtain.

Near the pink Mermaid, missing shells were falling, dozens of imposing houses collapsed, burned and turned into ruins.

Joe glared, holding the pointed iron bar that pierced his chest. Eyes covered with blood, staring at the man holding the iron bar.

"Highlanders..." It was easy for Joe to spit the word out of his mouth.

He is tall and strong, with a long face and curly hair. He has a light smell of mutton. His skin is dark, but his face is red. This is the typical appearance of highland people.

The four men laughed at the same time. Their smiles were ferocious. One man pulled out a round headed sword and chopped it down at Joe's neck.

"One head, ten gold coins. The head of the Empire's black dog is up 50% ****In the thunder, Joe heard the murmur of a man with a sword.

Joe struggled, and his throat was choked with blood. He wanted to tell the four highland thugs that if they were willing to send him to the church hospital in port TURUN in time, he could give them a thousand ten gold coins, or even more.

The dull sound of horse's hooves was approaching rapidly. On the lamp post of Youhui lane, the gas street lamp was shaken by the strong wind and shed a quiet light. A dark war horse roared, smashed the rain curtain, and rushed out of the dark shadow of the lane to the place where the street lamp was shining.

A mounted policeman with a silver plated high brass police helmet growled in a low voice, and his small cape was blown by the strong wind, and "Hula" sounded. In his left hand, he held up a double barrelled flint lance, and "boom" was two.

Throwing down his empty lance, the silver helmeted mounted policeman charged four highland thugs with a saber.

The heavy rain broke the white fog, and the streetlights in Youhui lane were quite bright. The trooper saw Joe lying on the ground covered with blood.

He didn't see Joe's appearance, but in his black police uniform and his outstanding "burly" figure, only Joe was so tall and plump in the whole police station of port Tulun.

"In the name of imperial law Die The saber tore open the air, split hundreds of huge raindrops along the way, and cut straight at the man holding the sword.

The highland man holding a pointed iron bar bowed his head and rolled, rolling several times in the rain. Two bullets almost scratched his scalp, and Joe even heard the faint sound of the bullets breaking his hair.

It's a pity, after all, it's a failure.

Behind the mounted police with silver helmets, five mounted horses, wearing bronze helmets, followed at a gallop.

The highland man, who was holding a sword and wanted to behead Joe, gave a low roar. His body slipped back, and his left hand held the back of the sword and forced it upward.

The saber of the silver helmeted mounted policeman cleaved on the saber with a crisp sound, and two sharp long knives simultaneously cracked the gap the size of the thumb. The silver helmets rode by the police, and at the same time issued a high pitched cry: "kill them, treat their companions."

The man with a knife swung his right hand back heavily, and the silver helmeted mounted policeman nearly broke his arm with a knife cut by the impact of his horse. His body was shaking violently, and before he could stabilize his body, the horse had already hit him.

Joe heard a sharp, sharp bone shattering.

The galloping horse collided head-on, and almost all the bones of the swordsman's upper body were smashed.

At the same time, the five brass helmeted mounted policemen raised their left hands at the same time, each with a double barrel flintlock. The heavy gunfire rang out and ten heavy bullets tore the rain curtain.

Two plateau men standing in the same place had no time to dodge. The lead bullet penetrated their bodies, and blood was constantly gushing from their wounds.

Joe was spitting blood and laughing weakly.

It's saved. It's saved.

The mounted police in port Tulun are one of the two most deterrent forces in the port Tulun police station.

These cavalry policemen are basically veterans who have been demobilized from the army. They have received strict military training and have fought with the enemy on the battlefield. Basically, they have human lives on their hands. All of them are brave and good at fighting. They are really elite police officers. Billy, such as "elite and fierce general", is not fit to help them lift their shoes.

A standard squadron of six mounted police is enough to crush several times its own gangsters in a frontal attack.

Joe spat out blood, his fingers trembling, trying to pull out a pill from his pocket.

It's a pill that can save your life.

The man who gave Joe this pill had solemnly told him that as long as his head was not cut off on the spot, as long as his heart was not broken on the spot, it would be enough to keep Joe alive.The shadow was getting thicker and colder. Joe tried his best to take out the pill.

There was a raging roar from the rain.

Holding two poisoned machetes, the man easily beat back the bearded youth. The bloated and huge monster rushed into the Youhui lane without knowing how.

He hissed and growled and waved the machete as hard as he could.

The blood is surging, and the highland man who is hit by the horse flies back, his head flies high. With the sharp sound of the machete, his body was cut into seven or eight sections. With the blood sprayed by the machete, the walls on both sides of the Youhui lane were dyed red.

The highland man, rolling on the ground and avoiding the bullets of the silver helmeted mounted police, hissed and shrieked, "butcher, my own man!"

The huge monster came running with heavy steps. He stepped on the stomach of the plateau man who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up in time. The plateau man's body suddenly drew out, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"My own people?" The huge monster growled in a low voice: "no one of its own! Chubby, chubby

The huge body smashed the rain curtain, lifted the white fog, and ran into the horse of the silver helmeted mounted police. There was a loud dull noise, and the powerful horse gave out a painful neighing. It, together with the silver helmet mounted police on its back, was hit and flew backward at the same time.

With a blow, the horse and the mounted police flew back more than 30 feet and hit the five policemen who were charging in the rear.

A burst of tumultuous people, horses neigh and roar, the pain of the police on the ear.

Crazy Tu laughs wildly. He strides forward, and the machete takes the cold light. Two cavalry policemen fortunately jump off the horse's back ahead of time to avoid the impact. Only when they see the flash of cold light, their bodies are split into more than ten pieces by successive chopping machetes.

"Crunchy." Crazy Tu's strange smile.

There was a sharp whistle from the rear and heavy footfalls down the lane.

After just a few breaths, a group of officers in black uniform, with round bodies and plump faces, who can be called "outstanding representatives" of port Tulun police station, ran down the lane.

Crazy Tu raised his huge machete and grinned at the group of police who were out of breath.

A group of policemen were stiff at the same time and suddenly stopped.

Waving his machete, he chopped down at the six horses and four policemen. The machete ripped the air and let out a quick "HISHI" sound. With blood and flesh flying, blood splashing, the broken limbs spurted out dozens of feet, and the alley suddenly turned into a flesh and blood slaughterhouse.

Joe lay in the rain, with his head tilted, helplessly looking at the terrible scene.

The heat in his chest was getting hotter and hotter, and fear and anger coexisted, pounding and roaring wildly in his heart.

At the same time, a dozen of round, chubby policemen screamed at the same time. They turned around hard, then bowed their heads and vomited. While vomiting, they tried their best to suckle. They cried and turned around and fled.

Large phosphorescent moths fell from the sky.

They fell on the body of these policemen lightly, and then the bodies of these policemen shriveled rapidly. Without a few steps, they became skin and bone mummies and fell heavily on the ground.

White fog again strong, the slight Piccolo sound is quite subtle, like a sharp steel wire in the heart gently tied.

A black shadow with a small parcel on his back, wearing a bowler hat and a short cloak, appeared beside Joe. He looked down at Joe, and a hoarse laugh of great joy rang out in the meeting lane.

"Praise the spirit of corruption What a surprise harvest, such a bloody prey. "

"Come on, come on, little ones. There's a perfect meal waiting for you."

The moths in the canopy were phosphorescent, falling from the rain and covering Joe's body.

A thin mouthpiece deeply into Joe's skin, into his flesh and blood, began to swallow his blood, devour his life.

Joe couldn't move any more.

Dozens, no, now more than two hundred black mice a foot long sprang up on Joe, trying to compete with these weird moths for Joe's flesh and blood.

Joe's eyes were black and cold.

In the boundless darkness, Joe had a heart, a fist size heat was more and more intense, extremely crazy rotation.

In the dark, Joe saw two big red eyes.

The blood colored eyes twinkled for a moment, and then released the towering blood inflammation, instead of the boundless darkness.

War, violence, death, and all the fear and killing that it brings, all the evils and evils, all the ominous and unspeakable weird existence

High on the top.

Supreme.

In power.

Arrogant and arrogant.

From all primitive great beings!

Two bloody eyes staring at Joe, ordinary people can not feel, can not contact, have no right to know, the concept of absolute isolation surging in the sky, roaring.A voice exploded in Joe's soul.

"In the name of scarlet!"

Youhui lane, water, has been cold, rigid Joe suddenly opened: "in the name of scarlet."

In Joe's heart, a stream of blood lit up.

"Bang".

He had stopped beating his heart for three breathing times and suddenly had a violent beat.

Thousands of moths were lying on him sucking blood, which were blown to pieces at the same time.

More than two hundred black mice, wrapped in bloody flames, screamed in horror.

The black shadow with a bowler hat and the butcher holding a machete made their bodies tremble at the same time, and then thick blood gushed out from the seven orifices.

Joe, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up. There was a light blood light floating on his skin. He closed his eyes and hit the black figure with a bowler hat.

"Bang"!

Like a pointed iron bar that pierced Joe's chest, his punch pierced the weird shadow.

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