Chapter 73 02.0073: "Deep Cave Hunting"

The girl looked at the black-haired young man with her big watery eyes.

"You do accounting business, right?"

"Yes." The girl was stunned at first, but quickly nodded: "This is very profitable, and I can earn enough money to pay for college tuition."

"Your major is Advanced Financial Management, right?"

"Yes. How come you..." The girl thought about it and decided not to ask any more questions.

[As long as you have been registered by the Ministry of the Interior, official intelligence will be open to me at any time. Everything about you is in my eyes.]
Horatio smiled faintly and said, "I just happened to be in the company whose name was once on the board, and you are the one who does the books now."

"Ah?" The girl was even more surprised. She could no longer see through the complicated background of the young man in front of her.

Horatio gestured to the girl to calm down. "You have kept very accurate and detailed accounts, and you are already familiar with how to do our accounts. It will be difficult for us to find another accountant as good as you."

"Do you want me to continue to do the accounts for your company?" the girl asked timidly, looking into Horatio's eyes.

"This is a very good deal, isn't it? It just so happens that you are learning this, so I will give you some practical training."

"At your service, sir."

"However, you and your father should not rush to move in recently. Wait for my notice, because someone may come here in the next two days. Don't worry, you don't have to do anything."

There was a smile and calmness on Horatio's face that she couldn't understand.
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That night, everyone discovered that the martial law near the intersection of F-4B-7 had been inexplicably lifted, and even the Zhongsi Marines who usually patrolled nearby were nowhere to be seen.

No one knows why, maybe the navy put the strings back together, and everything seems natural.

The gangs entrenched nearby smelled the news and came over, their eyes lingering around like flies.

A day later, two vans with black widow spiders painting their webs drove into the neighborhood.

Many fully armed gang members jumped out of the van and surrounded the entrance of the "Workers' Club", making a lot of noise.

But those who live underground are no strangers to this - when order disappears, darkness quickly returns.

Yin Shuyao, who was entertaining guests across the street, saw this scene and felt nervous. She wanted to tell the young man, but didn't know how to contact him.

'Don't worry, you don't have to do anything.'

She remembered what the young man had said to her, and she carefully observed the visitor's every move so that she could report to him the next time she saw him.

"Search for me! Let me see who is bold enough to touch our property." The second in command of the Poison Spider Gang pointed at the gate and shouted, holding two short assault automatic rifles.

The door was violently kicked open, but it was not locked at all.

A crowd of people poured into the dark, completely rearranged interior.

"Boss, no one!"

This group of people looked around, confused, completely unaware of the situation.

Who would rob a brothel and then redecorate it as a bar or club without even a single guard?
Isn't this just upgrading the industry and then handing it back?

They turned on the lights. A beautiful crystal chandelier was lit on the ceiling. The ample light perfectly displayed the elegance of the club to these cockroaches who had never seen the world.

"Give it to me, let me search! They must be nearby!" The second in command of the Poison Spider Gang was so confused that he stuttered.

"Boss! There's a secret passage here!"

"Quick, go in and search!"

The attackers from the Poison Spider Gang left two people outside the door to watch the car, and a few more in the hall, while the rest all poured into the secret passage.
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The others went down for a while, and suddenly, a large truck marked with freight supplies stopped in front of the door, blocking the view.

"Hey!"

"Inside are the things that the owner of this store ordered. I'm delivering them." said a short-haired woman wearing a hat that covered her face. She looked very strong and was not afraid at all when faced with the gun threats from these people.

"Good boy, you delivered everything to our door, right?"

"Hey, the one inside, come out and check."

The gang members in the hall came out, turned on their flashlights, and divided into two groups. One group stood guard outside the car, and the other group entered from the rear.

whoosh-

When the other group entered the car, plainclothes men and women in work clothes suddenly rushed out from the alleys on both sides. They ran very fast and ran to the side of the car wearing leather shoes that did not make much noise.

brush--

The knife flashed and blood splattered.

The three of them fell to the ground with a thud.

Archie put his cap back on and looked around carefully.

The other two men overcame the guard at the door and dragged the bodies into the store - the bodies would be disposed of by garbage trucks later.

"Wow, woman, those two lumps in front are pretty big." Because the action was too secretive, the gang members who were acting like hooligans on the side of the car had no idea what was going on. They stared at the female driver with their eyes wide open, drooling.

"Want to rub it?"

"Ha, you're quite appreciative." Just as he opened the car door, he was instantly grabbed by the throat by a muscular arm as swift as a dragon emerging from the sea.

"Ahem!"

After a breathless roar, the dead man, whose neck was sunken by the fingers, was dragged into the cockpit with one hand, and then Valina pressed a button.

The back door of the car closed instantly. "Hey! Who did this? Let us out!"

laugh--

A layer of fog began to fill the dark carriage.

"Cough! Hehe!" The eyes of the Poison Spider Gang members who entered the car suddenly widened, and they pinched their throats with their hands as if they were suffocating. They fell to the ground with their mouths wide open and their legs kicking, but they stopped moving after a while.

This is a neurotoxin that the Imperial Navy often uses to clean out "parasites" inside warships when they return to port for repairs. It is only lethal to humans at very high concentrations and will not contaminate equipment and supplies.

Building underground.

"Damn, when did such a big secret passage appear underground?"

"Boss, these rooms are locked."

"Look inside! Maybe the opposite side is the lair of these guys. They must have snatched our people from here."

A group of gang members came to an open space with four intersections. Just as they were about to discuss which way to go, the gates at the intersections were suddenly closed.

"No! Withdraw!"

"The road we came here was also blocked!"

The second in command of the Poison Spider Gang was shocked and gasped for breath, analyzing the nearby structure.

"Don't panic! They have no other way to kill us except a head-on attack. Guard every gate!"

Sure enough, after a while, a green light flashed overhead and the gate slowly opened.

"You dare to come and kill our Poison Spider Gang? Kill them all!" The second in command laughed triumphantly.

More than two dozen gang members opened fire at the same time into the dark corridor.

Da da da! In the small space, gunshots rang out instantly, and the echoes made the gang members' ears tinnitus.

"Hahaha, hahahaha~ They are finally dead now." The second in command panted heavily after unleashing his firepower, satisfiedly replaced the magazines for the dual-wielded short automatic pistols in his hands, and spat the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground with a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Huh——wave.

The dull exhalations of breath passing through the filter were amplified by the sound array system and echoed in the corridor.

This oppressive and dull sound spreads invisible terror.

“What…is…this…sound???”

Behind each gate, there is a pair of terrifying crimson round eyes emerging from the darkness.

Huh——wave.

The sound of heavy breathing and footsteps came closer and closer.

"Open fire! Kill all of these things!" The second in command shrank into the middle of the gang members and used his younger brother's body as a shield.

He no longer knew what he was facing, so he used the word "thing" to describe it.

There was another fierce burst of gunfire.

The crimson round eye was still moving forward, and the first thing to pass through the darkness and enter the light was the slender barrel of the Riza-type Hell Gun.

It was also at this time that the second in command of the Poison Spider Gang saw the true faces of these "devils".

The small-caliber homemade ammunition hit the solid void blue carapace like pebbles, unable to even scratch off the anti-detection paint on it.

The projectiles either shattered directly or turned into popcorn shapes and fell to the ground.

When these gang members were faced with the fact that they were completely unable to penetrate their defenses, many of them felt their legs go limp and collapsed to the ground in fear, with urine pouring down their trouser legs and onto the ground.

Faced with the most direct terror, humanity's most primitive survival instinct made them rush towards the blocked path in panic.

They shouted and huddled together, trying in vain to push the gate from below, their fingers bleeding, but the hydraulic gate did not move at all.

"Who are you?!" the second in command shouted in panic.

[+Fire+]

The Reza-type Hellgun erupted with the Emperor's wrath in full-automatic mode, and the tiny gang members were mowed down like rice.

This was a one-sided massacre, a pure crushing of strength and equipment.

Some people even tried to pick up guns from the ground and fight to the death, but their heads were melted by high-power lasers almost instantly.

"Cough cough--ow." The second in command of the Poison Spider Gang was not yet dead. A scorching laser flew past his face and melted his jaw. One of his legs and one of his hands were each broken.

A tall figure walked up to his side. He only had one eye that could move. His whole body was trembling, and blood mixed with saliva kept flowing on the ground.

The red-eyed Grim Reaper took off his blue-to-black helmet, revealing his thick black hair in his dying eyes.

"Horatio Cochrane," the young man replied coldly to his earlier question.

This name, which had made countless gang leaders uneasy, made the second-in-command of the Poison Spider Gang open his eyes wide in horror.

The voice channel that was melted and burned by the high temperature murmured indistinctly, and the heavy shell-shelled boots that fell on his body were the last scene of his life.

　The foreshadowing has been completed, and the rest is either killing or on the way to killing! Jumping on the Plague Ship Preview!!!
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