Chapter 201: The Fall of Gao Weier (Part 4)
The sky is getting darker and darker, as if the sky accidentally spilled a drop of painful ink when writing the fate of all living beings, rendering the sky almost as dark as an ink pan.
The biting cold wind howled and roared wantonly, gray snowflakes fluttered in the wind, and the indescribable darkness and deathly coldness completely submerged Ilkesmouth.
In such a cold weather, every household in the town has closed their doors and windows, enjoying warm milk tea comfortably under the protection of the light and heat of the fireplace.
But at this time, at the end of the deserted Gowell Street, the closest part of the town to the Gowell Hotel, there stood a majestic and majestic man.
The man is as tall and strong as a Siberian brown bear. He stands as steady as a mountain in the wild wind and snow, with only his thin clothes making a hunting sound.
But if any townspeople look closely, they will find that after the gray snowflakes fall on the person's shoulders, they immediately melt into water, and then immediately evaporate into gas.
The water vapor drifted with the cold wind and condensed into frost-white mist. This person's figure was always shrouded in the thin white mist, making it difficult for people to see his specific face clearly.
Istvan took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time. The short and fat hour hand was just a hair away from entering the III position, which was about to arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon - this was exactly what the Crossroads Order expedition team and the support team had agreed upon. Time for action.
This mature man, who was not only as strong as a bear, but also had the same facial features, said to himself in his deep and sonorous voice: "It's almost time to take action."
Then he resolutely rushed into the violent snowstorm and ran towards the cliff. The strong wind lifted his windbreaker in time, and you could see that this man's belt was wrapped with bundles of explosive detonators. .
The wind and snow continued to roar, quickly submerging the traces of the person who once stood here, and the two clear and moist footprints immediately condensed into gray frost and snow.
Local residents are sitting on the sofas in front of the fireplace, feeling the warm light of the fire, quietly sipping low-quality but still delicious milk tea, enjoying this rare peace and comfort.
Dang, Dang, Dang——
Until the old vertical wooden clock at home struck three times on time, the calm of the town for many years was finally broken again - because the Gowell Hotel on the cliff once again erupted with a violent banging sound, which shook the sky. The earth-shaking explosion roared throughout the town, and even the thin snow on the roof seemed to fall off.
"What's going on?! Why did there be an explosion above the Cowell Hotel?!" Some younger townspeople shouted in surprise.
The face of the middle-aged town citizen who had experienced the incident eighteen years ago immediately darkened. His facial features, which were warm and peaceful a second ago, were instantly distorted. Pain and resentment flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "It must be." Those damn foreigners! How dare they repeat what they were like back then!
After being surprised, the remaining townspeople who had lost their loved ones and close relatives quickly opened the sofa cushions, pried open the underground cellar, and held the old-fashioned flintlock guns and blades that had been sealed for many years but had always been properly maintained. Fiery anger reignited in his eyes, but his face showed a hint of ecstatic smile: "Finally... I have waited for so many years, and finally waited for this day... I can finally avenge my loved ones! !”
The first group of troops who volunteered for revenge had already picked up their weapons and pushed open the door of their homes. They nodded to the neighbors who also harbored anger and hatred, and then walked onto the streets to assemble into teams without saying a word. .
People with guns in their arms kept joining this silent team on the roadside. Neither the strong wind nor the blizzard could extinguish the anger in the hearts of these townspeople. The anger burned violently in silence.
This team of warriors who were determined to die took heavy and determined steps. Their eyes were brewing with violent flames that could tear everything apart. This angry flame was passed back and forth through eye contact, but it burned more and more. The fire is so violent that it almost burns with them themselves... But even if it burns to ashes, we still have to let these outsiders experience the pain we have suffered for so many years!
However, when they came to the intersection in front of Gowell Street, the sound of drumming as loud as thunder suddenly sounded from the four houses at the corner of the intersection!
The drumbeat is as tight as a restless heart beating!
The dull and resolute sound of the drums seemed to be their anger at the moment!
The unusually restless and fanatical agitation reached their ears with the sound of the drums, penetrated into their bodies, and permeated their spirits... It was as if the sound of the drums had turned into a big invisible and tangible hand, penetrating them easily. His chest holds the heart that beats excitedly with anger!
But the drumming hand did not suppress the furious heartbeat of these townspeople who volunteered to die. On the contrary, the regular grip and relaxation made the heart beat stronger, and the hot blood pumped out in the powerful heart. In the blink of an eye, it has flowed throughout the body, making the aging body rejuvenate with the youth and vitality of its prime!
The townspeople who were about to be alert felt the vitality that was constantly emerging from their bodies. They felt that even the cold could not erode their body temperature. Their whole bodies were extremely hot, and the vigorous strength was cheering excitedly in their bodies, almost stretching them until they burst. , they urgently need a suitable channel to vent their inner excitement and rage! ! !
"No, everyone, calm down, this is the evil of outsiders——"
A vigilant town citizen had noticed the abnormality of the drum beat. He raised the gun in his hand and was about to fire a warning shot. However, the next second he saw the charming eyes in the window of the house at the corner of the intersection, the blurred eyes. There was an uncontrollable lust in his eyes.
At this time, the drumming sound that was originally solemn and sacred, like an ancient ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven, suddenly slowed down. The continuous soft drumming sound seemed like soft and boneless palms gently brushing their faces, brushing their chests, and brushing their faces. over their...
The townspeople who were wary of this could not help but hear the sound of melancholy in their hearts. In a daze, he seemed to see his beloved wife again.
My dear wife is still as young and beautiful as she has been for eighteen years, and is even more charming than before.
The biting cold wind whistling in the ears suddenly became warm and fragrant, like the alluring and intoxicating aroma steamed by warm red wine. Even the gray and white snowflakes falling from the sky turned into pieces of bright red and tender petals, attracting the attention of the wary townspeople. The world is rendered in a lustrous pink color.
In such a lustful atmosphere, the wife who was walking slowly looked even more beautiful and charming. Her eyes as clear as the blue ocean were filled with a fascinating and confusing light, which made the townspeople who were restless and unbearable couldn't help but be confused and fascinated. Their minds had been brutally invaded by ambushing esoteric cultists in this gap, and a special seed was planted deep in their hearts.
That is a wrong idea.