Chapter 326
Five police officers in uniform knocked on the guest room door of the motel one by one, asking the guests for details.
Perhaps I noticed the breath of Cole.
The police officers and detectives who originally performed their duties stopped their work and all looked back towards Cole.
The uniform movements and expressionless face are weird and make your scalp numb.
The common brown-black pupils of human beings are occupied by silver gray.
Like the Slaughter Tool without feelings.
Five police officers drew their pistols and pulled the trigger frantically at Cole amidst the horrified exclamations of the hotel boss and guests.
Noisy gunshots, and the noise of bullets hitting walls and trees, made all the guests in the hotel close the door and lie on the ground to avoid being injured by stray bullets.
No one knows what is going on in these police officers.
The hotel boss, who is over 60 years old and has a fat figure, lay under the counter, picked up the phone, and tried to dial the number of the police station.
But there is only blind tone in the earpiece.
Cole, who just took a step out of the toilet, quickly hid to the other end of the wall before the opponent fired, and the justice appeared in his hands.
I wanted to fight back.
A bullet rubbed the wall and flew in front of him, crushing the splashing cement debris and hitting his face with pain.
The detective and his partner looked at each other.
Among them, a middle-aged police detective wearing a brown leather jacket, messy hair and a crooked blue tie, his face was not irritable and scolded loudly, "Profanity! Why come to our world?!
p>Now, kneel down--!
Confess your sins to your father, there is still room for maneuver."
When he said loudly,'kneel down' After the phrase in the play, the power of the spirit of speech is like a whip used by the master to punish the slave.
All the humans in the hotel.
The spirit is like being hit hard.
The body and soul were dominated by invisible power, they walked out of the room where they avoided bullets, faced the'Detective', and all knelt to the ground.
Without eyes, silently recite the original text of the Bible in the mouth, confessing their sins.
Even.
The five police officers armed with guns also put down their weapons and knelt down at their feet, mutter incantations.
However.
It’s completely different from the imagination of the “Detective” that the sinner is serious, and in its instinctive consciousness, it should kneel on the ground, then prostrate on its feet, begging for forgiveness for the blasphemy By.
Completely ignore the spiritual power that governs the soul.
Even the expensive dark suit on his body did not become ruffled and messy because of the sudden shooting. The pen is as straight and brand-new as before.
Like the blasphemer, when facing heaven and hell, he never shows his weakness because of his human identity and crawls on the dirty ground.
Consistent arrogant and conceited, cruel and indifferent.
With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, the right hand hangs a gun beside him, browses slightly wrinkle, and walks out behind the wall of the toilet.
There was no immediate response to the other party’s queries.
In the left hand, he holds the whole body of silver and white, with the angel's wings stretched out for the verdict of crime, and lit a cigarette with a pure white flame that symbolizes holiness.
Take a deep breath.
The crisp sound of the lighter is particularly harsh in this strange and quiet highway wilderness.
Tick your nose.
Spitting out the turbid smoke from his lungs and frowning made his face look particularly vicious.
Put up a middle finger.
"GO-FXXK-YOURSELF."
The voice fell.
The muzzle of the justice trial roared.
The bullets engulfed in blood and flames brutally smashed the skulls of the two detectives. Plasma and skull fragments were spilled on the ground.
After the Ling Ling effect is lifted.
Including the five police officers, all the people kneeling on the ground in the motel stood up and looked at all around suspiciously.
Until they saw the dead body on the ground.
The screams of a young girl cut through the silence of the highway. The passengers hurriedly returned to the house. After packing their luggage, they asked the Boss to refund their deposit.
Drive the car and leave the murder scene as if fleeing.
Two police officers guarded the body of a high level detective. The other three asked for support from the headquarters while blocking the fleeing passengers to prevent the murderer from mixing in.
However.
What makes them puzzled is, when did they come here?
Dreaming?
However.
The next scene happened, leaving them completely stunned.
I saw two police detectives who were already cool, pushing open the door of a guest room, pulling out their pistols, and walking aggressively towards the road.
Do not wait for them to pull the trigger.
After two gunshots.
The detective's head shattered into a watermelon again and fell to the ground.
At this time, a strange man in a suit crossed the road. In his hand, the Colt 1900 still had the gunpowder smoke remaining in his muzzle.
Replenish bullets in the magazine, pass by and aim a gun at him, a police officer with a devilish face.
Loading.
Indifferently said, "Leave here if you don't want to cause trouble."
Talking.
The trigger was pulled again, and the two detectives who had died twice were hit by bullets again and fell to the ground.
A burly black police officer with a bald head, seeing this situation, hugged his head in a daze, "WTF...Hi! What is going on?!"
tone barely fell.
A voice that contains the ultimate rage sounded over the hotel.
"Kill him--!"
In an instant.
The fleeing passenger, the hotel Boss brow beaded with sweat, the five police officers, their pupils are all occupied by silver and gray, and the human expression and emotion are rudely taken away.
Like some kind of cult ceremony, everyone stared at Cole with hatred, and walked towards him, whispering the same word: Blasphem in a penetrating tone.
Perhaps it caught Cole's habit of seldom massacring innocent people.
Five police officers dropped their guns, like a zombie, quickly turned into a trot, and then ran wildly, trying to catch the desecrator with their bare hands.
The number of close to thirty people, crowded in the parking lot of the motor hotel, was shocking.
Cole took a step back and caught the first youth who leaped over.
Break the joint of his right arm, kick it hard, and hit the three passengers who were coming together.
Then jumped into the car, jumped up, grabbed the guardrail of the 2-Layer corridor, and turned over.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the angel hiding in the guest room on the first floor.
Squeeze the trigger for the justice trial.
Three bullets in a row, shatter their heads.
After the speech effect was temporarily lifted, Cole kicked the door of the guest room where he stored the suitcase on the second floor. After getting the purgatory trench coat, he put it into the real dream equipment warehouse.
When I went out, I ran into the old black police officer who was talking to him head-on.
The opponent's strong body is like a wall, blocked in the corridor on the second floor.
At the same time.
Passengers controlled by Yanling once again swarmed from the stairs on the other side.
Put a punch in the face of Da Lao Hei, then kick him away, but he was squeezed by the opponent.
Hateful eyes, staring at him, murmured.
It is also at this time.
A police officer whose course of action was completely different from that of the others, looked at Cole through the window of the police car, smiled weirdly, and called for support from Wireless Electronics loudly.
Then aimed at his colleague and pulled the trigger frantically.