Doomsday rat

Chapter 603 The Plan Can't Keep Up With Changes

"Tat, ta, ta, bang, bang, bang... Chow Tai Fook, Chow Tai Fook!" Just as the fuzes of the 8 high-explosive bombs were screwed on and a proper amount of propellant was installed, the sound of footsteps coming from far and near came to my ears.Soon there was a heavy knock on the door of the room, and Mr. Wang's slightly shrill voice sounded anxious.

Before the knock on the door sounded, Hong Tao had already fastened the floor and placed a dirty vat specially used to hold fish viscera.When he opened the door, he was wearing a dirty leather apron, carrying a knife in one hand and live fish in the other, as if he was slaughtering.

"Wang... Manager, this is..." Just as he was about to call out to the director, he swallowed the second half of it back.Director Wang was not alone, and a nun in a red robe followed behind her.

"Quick, quick, pick the fattest fish, and bring the fish slaughterer with me!" Director Wang urged anxiously without any introduction.

"Good thing... I mentioned your matter to President Jiang. He is in a good mood today. I heard that you can kill the fish without opening it. I want to see it with my own eyes. By the way, I will cut two plates of raw fish I ate the meal first, and the banquet in the evening is said to be a meal, but it is actually a social gathering, and if you are not busy enough, there is no time to really eat."

"Don't be stage-frightened, kid, maybe you'll be fine if you take care of this ID card! Speaking of which, you're really lucky. You don't need to take anything to get the identity that others have been thinking about for several years."

It wasn't until Hong Tao got on the tricycle outside with a copper basin and a fresh fish that he had just caught, and Director Wang himself pedaled carefully behind the red-robed nun's bicycle to drive deep into the base, that he didn't know where he was going and what to see. people.

"It's not that you think about me, I will always remember this kind of heart, and there must be due thanks."

After hearing these words, Hong Tao was completely relieved. He still had a flattering smile on his face, and his mouth was also very sensible. Off-center chances are stuffed into the corner sack pile. .

This tricycle is what I usually use to pick up fish from the south side of the bridge. It is full of fishy fish scales and blood, and generally no one will move it.The shiny green thing is a grenade. If one's identity is found out, and one cannot run away, one can only pull it off, and must not fall into the hands of others.

It’s not that there are any secrets that need to be guarded, but the main reason is that they are afraid of pain and can’t bear the torture. Once the real identity is revealed, whether it’s Zhao Bin or Sun Dacheng, they will definitely not let it go. One death to one hundred.

Manager Wang and the tricycle were not allowed to enter the courtyard gate of the headquarters at all. Hong Tao had no choice but to follow behind the red-robed nun with a copper basin in his hand. The other contraband was brought into this Soviet-style building by a gray-robed judge.

Chairman Jiang Yang's office is on the second floor, less than 200 meters away from the auditorium where the banquet is held in the evening.The titular leader of the Redeemer was well-groomed, with gray hair, and was no older than 50.

When Hong Tao was brought into the room by the red-robed nun, he was holding a book on the recliner. He didn't get up when he saw anyone coming, but he just waved his hand and tapped the floor in front of the desk, which probably meant that he could just perform there. .

But Hong Tao didn't dare to pick up the knife and kill the fish. Instead, he explained to the red-robed nun that the scales of the fish would fly around.

"Very well, take him to find a raincoat to spread, and bring the food along with him... Oh yes, go and ask the bishop if he needs sashimi, I can't finish eating such a large fish alone. "Jiang Yang expressed his satisfaction with this suggestion. He has a strong northwest accent and speaks slowly.

Hong Tao is really good at slaughtering fish. He can use a pair of chopsticks to turn out the gills and internal organs of the fish.

It's not that I learned how to cook with someone, but that I fished when I had nothing to do during the Sailimu Lake. After I caught it, I could only think about cooking and eating it except drying the fish.As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, if you always play with these things every day, if you use your brain a little, you can still learn without being taught.

However, his craftsmanship did not get Jiang Yang's approval. He was a master who had eaten and seen it before. Even if he called the Michelin chef, he could still cut out any flowers.So when the two plates of sashimi were cut, Hong Tao, together with the copper basin containing fish bones and offal, and the raincoat on the carpet, were immediately invited out of the room.

If nothing else happened, he would be escorted out of the building by the adjudicator soon, and return to the cabin by the river to continue tinkering with shells, preparing to come to the heavenly girl to scatter flowers when night fell.Taking advantage of the chaos to escape from the ruins of the city, at most leaving behind Yoro's nameplate and legend.

But the reason why it is called an accident is something that cannot be predicted by calculation alone.Just when the gray-robed adjudicator was about to go down the stairs, his mouth was suddenly covered by a big hand, and a sharp knife with a cow's ear was placed on his neck. There were traces of blood and a strong fishy smell on the cold blade.

"Knock on the door. If anyone asks, just say that President Jiang sent you. If you dare to say a wrong word or speak in a messy tone, this knife will 100% penetrate your neck before I am killed!" Then there was a whisper of gritted teeth, which also carried a fishy smell.

"Come in..." Facts have proved that the gray-robed adjudicator is not loyal to his beliefs. He immediately forgot about the gods when he was held deadly by a sharp knife. Naturally, he would not remember who is the spokesperson of the gods. The door announced his name and purpose of coming, and he was quickly allowed.

"Click... bang... ah... puff!" The door was gently pushed open, and before the people inside could clearly see the face of the visitor, the body of the gray-robed adjudicator rushed in.

This is an inner and outer room. There is only one man and one woman. The man is tall and burly, wearing a straight military uniform and standing by the door of the inner room. .

But he was still half a second behind Hong Tao. Just as the pistol was out of the holster and before the muzzle was raised, the blood column on his neck sprayed out obliquely, creating an abstract painting on the wall.

The woman was wearing a red robe without a hood, she was very young and had a pretty face.But the reaction was a little slow. The officer's bloody painting was almost finished before she thought of shouting and pulling the drawer.

It's a pity that the ox ear sharp knife flew straight over, pierced the hard skull through the forehead without any effort, not only killed her, but also blocked most of the exclamation in her throat.

At the same time as he threw the throwing knife, Hong Tao turned around and looked at the adjudicator who had just got up from the officer's body, his head and face were sprayed with hot blood, and he punched him in the stomach, bending him like a shrimp , with his mouth open and retching.

"Crack..." Seeing that the adjudicator had temporarily lost the ability to resist, Hong Tao bent down and picked up the pistol from the officer's hand. He checked the magazine to make sure it was live ammunition, then grabbed the adjudicator's neck and twisted it. Inside door handle.

"Bang bang bang..." No lock!It's still the same old way, open the door and kick the adjudicator who is still retching.Gunshots rang out immediately, and the forward momentum of the adjudicator was immediately curbed, and he fell crookedly to the right.

"Bang..." In less than a second, Hong Tao squatted down and pulled the trigger.He was quite sure when shooting at a fixed target at a distance of three to four meters. This shot just hit the right arm of the man huddled behind the desk with only half of his head exposed, and the smoking pistol fell to the table. superior.

"If you don't want to die, don't be stupid... I don't need to teach you what to say later, right!" Before the man behind the desk could hold the gun with his left hand, Hong Tao jumped up on the table and pointed the gun condescendingly. The men's hairline is somewhat ebbing.

"...Jiang Yang sent you here? You can ignore his promise at all. Even if I die, he won't get any military power. Do you think it's reliable for a usurper without a gun?"

The middle-aged man sitting behind the table with his left hand covering his right forearm stopped resisting under the threat of the gun, but apart from the pain of the wound making the muscles on his face twitch slightly, he didn't have much panic or timidity. He didn't even ask for mercy, but talked about the power distribution structure of the Redeemer.

(End of this chapter)