Silent Crown Chapter 185: Unrest

For an instant, the whole city fell into a nightmare. The original silence was gone, but a nervous spasm and struggle in the nightmare. www.geiliwx.com

The building was lit, and in the light of the fire, the streets were full of thugs carrying sharp blades. Some people are shamans, some are from other places, and some people take advantage of the chaos and rob their houses and break the door...

In the deserted alley, in the darkness, there is blood winding on the stone slabs. The corpse was dragged and thrown into the sewer, disappearing with the turbid current.

In the roaring and screaming, the irrelevant people are hiding at home, shivering and covering their heads in the bed, praying that this long ** will pass quickly, praying that this disaster will not spread to themselves .

The dim Xiacheng district was turbulent in the burning flames.

Even Ye Qingxuan himself was in a little trouble.

In the alley, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way. He turned his head, looked behind him, and found that the other exit was also blocked by two figures holding swords.

"I just passed by, there is no need to do this?"

He sighed: "I am in a hurry, can you not waste my time?"

The two brawny men holding daggers looked at each other and smiled. Someone slowly forced them to come up with fierce eyes. It seemed that there was no way to communicate with words.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing again, put on his deerstalker hat, and stretched out his palm forward.

Boom!

The figure who came up was hit by a hammer in the face from the front, and flew backwards.

The person stuck at the intersection was stunned. Before he could react, he saw the dark figure rushing forward, incredibly fast.

He subconsciously raised the dagger, protecting it in front of him.

Can be the next moment. The swept arm smashed the dagger and hit his chest by the way, slapped his whole body on the wall.

Boom!

Dust flies up. The dagger fell to pieces and shattered.

The two people behind Ye Qingxuan were taken aback. He reacted quickly and rushed forward screaming. Ye Qingxuan turned around, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and slashed downward!

In an instant, a fist hit the shoulder blade, and the sound of broken bones sounded. The strong man who rushed up directly knelt on the ground, and the other person was also overturned by Ye Qingxuan. Step on your feet.

After embedding the bones of the chain saw monk, the power provided by the dungeon gentleman was enough for Ye Qingxuan to easily level these little gangsters.

If you don't care about the consequences and give your full output, he feels that he will have no problem breaking the wrist with an elephant.

A series of actions calmed the four people without even breathing. It feels really good.

It's just a fly in the ointment... it doesn't seem to be settled?

He frowned, lowered his head slowly, and saw that the men who had been limp on the ground had risen again, and one of them grabbed the knife on the ground. Pounced into his arms unexpectedly.

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand to grasp the blade, and the steel bones gradually closing under the black gloves crushed the blade. Immediately afterwards, the man who attacked was thrown to the ground by him.

Boom! Scream. If it were an ordinary person, I would have had a severe pain and fainting a long time ago, but that guy just fainted and started struggling again.

Ye Qingxuan started cruelly, and this time directly interrupted their right leg.

The weird thing is that even if the right leg was broken and the bones spurred out of flesh and blood, they still didn't scream, and they didn't even slow down their movements.

It's simply unreasonable.

"What's this?" He reached out and prodded their broken bones. But without seeing the painful expression, his brows slowly frowned: "Is there no pain at all?"

Suddenly. He kicked the others over and lifted one's neck. Come in front of you.

Under the dim light, he saw that the man's eyes were bloodshot, and there was no reason in his eyes. The mouth was full of alcohol, but there was a hint of bitterness in the alcohol, like some kind of extremely strong concoction.

"Drugs prohibited?"

He suddenly realized: "It seems to be the work of those Tianzhu people."

In between, the remaining guys crawled over again slowly.

Ye Qingxuan looked at them like their corpses, and couldn't help but get up helplessly: "Are you annoying? Are you really going to kill you?"

Boom!

Before the words fell, the head of a person on the ground was crushed.

Boom! boom!

There were two more sounds, and the heads of the other two people broke to the ground, their brains flew, almost splashing on Ye Qingxuan's shoes.

In the faint firelight in the distance, a huge shadow that was so burly not like a human walked into the alley, first trampled to death a few mobs on the ground, as if trampled to death a few reptiles, it was easy and freehand.

When he walked into the alley, the narrow alley was almost filled with him, and the figure walked towards the people, and it made people feel suffocating.

Immediately afterwards, he took the guy who was pinched around his neck from Ye Qingxuan's hand, squeezed his head with one hand, twisted his wrist, and twisted it in a circle.

Crack it.

The stalks of the melon are ripe.

The blood spurted out of bulabulabula.

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the face of the person who came - as expected, wearing a funny and hideous donkey head mask.

—The butcher.

The butcher glanced at him, turned sideways, and motioned for him to lead the way.

The folded oversized bone saw is behind him, and the layers of plasma on it have dried up, making it hard to see the original color.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him. Through the weird mask, he couldn't see the butcher's expression, but he just thought he wanted to laugh.

The professor asked him to kill himself, but today he took him to kill the professor, so funny.

"Come with me."

He led the way: "There are more people near the chemical plant. In order to avoid attracting too many people's attention, I..."

Ye Qingxuan's footsteps paused, but his voice stopped abruptly.

At the end of the alley, there is the light of fire.

The young man raised his head and saw the person who had been set ablaze running out of the burned building, rolling all over the floor, and finally crawling towards the dirty water ditch with a whine.

The movement stopped in front of the ditch and stopped moving.

He is dead.

Behind him, the entire long street was bathed in firelight.

In the flames, the mobs with manic and trance eyes swallowed the potion. I am immersed in this carnival, smashing the door from door to door, and dragging out the civilians hiding behind the door...

Ye Qingxuan sighed. I can't move my feet anymore.

This bunch of scum.

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When the fire gradually spread, illuminating the entire Lower City. The noise has filled the sea breeze.

In front of Tower Bridge, the only passage between Midtown and Lower City, the guard guarding the gate looked at the burning fire from a distance and couldn't help pulling out his baton.

Occasionally, a sharp-eyed person sees the group of heavily armed thugs, and they will doubt whether their guard is meaningful... As long as dozens of people rush over, this checkpoint will be completely broken, right?

After the checkpoint, the sheriff on duty tonight has turned pale.

Although he had heard the news that there would be some turmoil in Xiacheng today, he did not expect that this turmoil would have caused such a big disturbance.

It's like the carnival is coming early. The bonfire was lit, and the cheering people drank and partyed all night. But what they have in their hands is not flowers, but blades. They don't wear decorative masks on their faces, but are covered with blood and become scarlet.

"These thugs..."

He subconsciously took a step back and raised his voice: "The Mounted Police are all on alert. If someone rushes to the checkpoint, they will all be pushed back!

Isn't the news from the headquarters coming yet? If it's like this, doesn't it mean it doesn't matter at all? ! "

The voice is not over. The sound of galloping horse hooves came from the night behind him. He turned his head like an amnesty, and saw the dark horse riding.

The messenger raised the lamp in his hand, illuminating the ground in front of him. The horse galloped in the dark night. On his saddle hung the badge of the royal envoy, which occasionally bounced and fell into the light, reflecting a gleam of cold light.

He basically came from the Upper City, crossed the Midtown, stepped on the Tower Bridge, galloped on the bridge, and finally stopped at the gate before the Lower City, holding up the badge on the saddle. Declare the order:

"Everyone accepts the team and returns to the Tower Bridge. Recruit all the Mounted Police. All members of the Avalon Police Department retreat after the Tower Bridge!"

The sheriff was taken aback, "What about here?"

The messenger glanced coldly at the distant fire. Two words squeezed from the gap between the teeth:

"——Launch the gate!"

"But..."

"There is a bunch of **** on the left and right. It's better to die clean and let them bite the dog by themselves." He waved his hand coldly, indicating that the sluggish guards should move faster:

"Your task is to contain the expansion of the riots. As for these wild dogs, let them fend for themselves and die clean!"

The sheriff was silent for a long time, sighed, took an axe from his saddle, raised it high, and cut it down angrily toward the cable in front of him!

Boom!

The axe plunged into the wood for three points, and the cables were all broken. Pulled by the huge force on the pulley block, they flew upwards. The cables pierced through the air and made a sharp noise.

Above the Tower Bridge, the heavy high-hanging fence suddenly stopped, shaking off large patches of patina and iron ash. The hub that has not been rotated for many years makes a harsh sound.

In the sharp sound of metal friction, the fence fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, blocking the only road in Xiacheng District and the entire city.

In the chaos behind the fence, someone screamed in surprise.

The civilians who rushed all the way stared blankly at the door falling from the sky, isolating the way of life, leaving only the sound of chasing coming closer and closer behind.

"Wait! Wait... we still..."

The flustered woman shook the fence so hard, her bruised face was full of pleading: "Help us!"

In the distance, the mob holding the torch gradually approached, shouting loudly.

In the woman's arms, the baby was awakened and cried. The man next to him was also desperate, so hard he wanted to get through the fence:

"You can't die without saving! Let us go! Let us go!"

"Go back, go back now!"

The sheriff panicked and shouted loudly over and over again: "No attack on the checkpoint! No attack..."

He couldn't go on, he didn't dare to look at those praying eyes. He turned his head back with difficulty, looked at the messenger who gave the order, his lips pursed, and he wanted to ask for love, but he didn't know how to say it.

On the horseback, the messenger seemed to notice his eyes, sighed, turned the horse's head, and issued the final command:

"——Gather the crowd to attack Tower Bridge, kill!"

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On the Long Street, the burning buildings have been extinguished.

There was a dead silence, only the wailing voice melted into the wind. The melody turned into a bleak lingering in people's ears.

In the blood everywhere, a lonely shadow stood quietly in the middle of the street, looking around in silence. Except for him and the butcher. All the living creatures are already lying on the ground.

Some twitched all over, and their reason was overwhelmed by the terrifying panic awakened from within. Forever immersed in the nightmare, submerged by the black river.

Some dared to approach the butcher, but they were broken.

The ground is broken.

The butcher was in the distance, catching the slippery fish from the hiding place one by one, reaching out his hand and gently stroking their foreheads, and then plucking their heads off.

Finally, he casts his gaze on another street, still unfinished...

"Enough. We still have our own business to do. Avalon is so big, we can't manage it."

The young man's voice came from a distance, stopping the butcher's movements.

The butcher turned his head and saw that the young man was heading in the predetermined direction and stopped staying. A hoarse whisper came from the wind: "However, I understand the shaman's thoughts a little bit at least."

The voice was deep and cold, and there was a loud voice: "——This city should be cleaned up."

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Soon, Ye Qingxuan found out. There are monsters like butchers to help, and sometimes it's really easy. The ghost hand is so old that it is not convenient for him to do the hard work. The butcher has no problem, wearing a donkey-head mask, he knows that he is not a good person at a glance, and he has no psychological pressure to summon him.

I paid for it!

Although the money was paid by the shaman, Ye Qingxuan was the direct employer after all.

Just after he determined the position of this generation of sewers, the butcher's strange power easily smashed a big hole in the ground.

The butcher jumped down first after he went in and took a look.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan followed the rope into the darkness below.

After about ten meters, his feet finally landed on the ground. Darkness. Nothing can be seen clearly, and the sound of the Thames rushing in the distance can be faintly heard.

The line of thought around him fluctuates. Quickly explored the general situation around.

This is indeed the sewer of Avalon, yes, the nameplate of the sewer is still nailed to the wall. Its number is embossed above.

But it looks like it has been scrapped for years.

In fact, this is not uncommon, or in other words, Ye Qingxuan expected it as early as possible.

Since the establishment of Avalon, the sewer system has become a huge and complex system in constant expansion and maintenance. Sometimes, even its builders will get lost in it.

New sewers were excavated, and old sewers were abandoned. Some of the abandoned sewers were sealed up, and some were forgotten.

In this way, it has been added and deleted continuously for hundreds of years, until in the end, it has completely turned into a maze, and no one knows where its all-inclusive tributaries lead to it.

This is a paradise for rats and rubbish, a place dedicated to burying dirty secrets.

The old nest where the hag inhabited was built after remodeling a decommissioned sewer well in the sewer system. The smuggler who was killed by the professor was tortured and died because of his relationship with him. Most of it was on his own account.

"It should be here."

Ye Qingxuan stroked the moss on the wall, twisted his fingers through his gloves, and felt a powdery texture: "Although I don't know what the professor is deliberately trying to find here, but if you follow this clue, you will definitely find Something."

In the silent exploration, Ye Qingxuan's footsteps suddenly stopped, he lowered his head, and through the thick darkness, he seemed to be able to see clearly what was in front of him.

In the corner, a weathered and decayed skeleton sat on the ground paralyzed. The head had rolled into his arms with the fracture of the cervical spine, as if grinning toward the sky.

Just for some reason, there is a faint bulge like a broken corner on the head.

The bones on his chest were all broken, as if he had been smashed by some sharp blade and fled here with all his might, and then he didn't have any strength.

So I died in this dark corner.

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and picked up the fragile bone fragments on the ground. The fragile bone fragments broke off at the fingertips and fell to the ground.

"At least ten years ago."

Beside, the butcher who was silent from beginning to end suddenly made a voice, his voice hoarse.

In the darkness, the eyes behind his mask glowed with blood red fluorescence, as if he could see everything in the pitch black.

"Ten years?"

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback and couldn't figure out why there was a corpse ten years ago in this sewer that was abandoned for so long.

He waved his hand, and the breeze swept away the heavy dust on the corpse, revealing the tattered piece of clothing underneath.

It was a thin one-piece suit, with a weird style, like the clothes issued to prisoners in a prison.

Is it a prisoner who died here?

Soon, Ye Qingxuan walked along the sewer again. I just don't know why, the more I move forward, the more uneasy I feel.

There is a strange breath in the wind.

"Wait."

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and motioned to the butcher to stop. He looked around, frowning slightly: the smell is not right.

Just in the sewer, a breeze came from the darkness in the distance, and there was a pungent breath in the wind.

Not a foul smell, not a sweet smell, but a smell that often lingers in a nightmare.

"Disinfectant water?"

Why does this smell drift from the sewer that has been scrapped a long time ago?

Suddenly, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a little dazed, and a broken picture flashed in his mind, and the memory of sleeping in the dark was awakened.

The pale lights, the cold iron, the people in white coats, the sharp willow blades in their hands, and...and the pungent smell of disinfectant.

In that unique pungent smell, there is a **** smell.

The smell of blood.

For a moment~IndoMTL.com~ Ye Qingxuan's hair was horrified, and he turned back suddenly.

Just before he did it, the darkness suddenly danced, being disturbed by the gusts of a behemoth.

It's the butcher.

The butcher took a step forward, and the bone saw in his hand opened suddenly. The bone saw, which was originally folded like a giant razor, has now been unfolded, and it has become a creepy giant corpse weapon.

Cut!

The blood-stained bone saw swept out towards the young man, and the sharp edge flew past Ye Qingxuan's head almost!

Boom!

It's like a water bag was instantly cut and a ghost falling from the ceiling of the sewer was almost cut off by a bone saw, and hit the wall with a harsh scream. (To be continued) WWW.GEILIWX.COM Happy reading every day