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Chapter 249

Pushing open the door of the tavern, carrying a half-person-high dark green hiking backpack, with some freckles remaining on his face, the first thing he saw was the one sitting on the bar with his feet on the chair , a man who bowed, with his arms on his lap, and drank by himself.

When his eyes turned to those people lying on the ground, his brows were involuntarily frowned.

Zhu Jue saw this scene, and his eyes stayed on the young man and the backpack behind him for a while, then put down the bottle and said, "The target they are looking for is you, right?"

"...the guy from Weird Studios?"

The young man was not in a hurry to answer Zhu Jue's question, he took off his backpack and put it at the door of the tavern, and asked back.

"Yes, it seems that you are the one who asked me to come here."

Taking out the photo from the backpack is a way of proving identity, Zhu Jue continued,

"You haven't answered me yet, are these people here to look for you?"

"Yes, I think I was found by these bounty hunters while searching this vehicle rental store a while ago. My name is Flo, and thanks for your willingness to help me. I think we have to get out of here quickly, we can't make it through How long will it take for more bounty hunters to arrive, the details will be revealed on the way.”

Flo stepped over the corpses on the ground and approached the bar, there was no fear or panic on his face from seeing these corpses scattered all over his face.

In the face of death, he is calm.

This made Zhu Jue a little curious about this young man who looked a few years younger than him, but he didn't say much.

Now is not the time to chat.

"My name is Bruce Wayne, where are we going?"

Naturally, Zhu Jue would not tell the other party his real name. He drank the last sip of wine in the bottle and announced the name of a certain rich second generation.

Jumping off the bar, the feet on the ground gave off a feeling of lightness. After drinking a bottle of strong wine, Zhu Jue liked this feeling of being slightly drunk.

"Swart Valley is the large valley behind this rental shop. Our destination is in it. If we want to reach our destination as soon as possible, we must need a means of transportation. That's why I asked you to come here."

Flo went around behind the bar, groped around the middle-aged man for a while, and soon found a bunch of keys, stood up and pointed to the mechanical door that hadn't closed yet.

The action is methodical and planned in advance.

Looking at his actions, Zhu Jue couldn't help but have such thoughts.

Behind the tavern is the real vehicle rental store, an open-air racecourse with an area of ​​about 200 square meters, and the neighing of the horses that Zhu Jue heard before came from here.

There are more than a dozen stables separated by mechanical fences and wooden boards on the left and right sides, and only one third of the stables have horses.

I didn't expect to see such an old-fashioned means of transportation in this kind of place, and it can be rented. Zhu Jue smacked his lips. He thought that the role that this kind of creature can play in this era is to participate in those spectator equestrian competitions .

It's just that the horses here are still somewhat different from what Zhu Jue remembered. The upper body of the horses in these stables is flesh and blood, but all four legs have been transformed into silver-gray mechanical legs, and they don't seem to feel anything. usual.

"Most of the Swat area is arable land and plains, which are not suitable for motorcycles or cars. The valley we are going to is also undeveloped, and the terrain is changeable. Many places are inconvenient to drive, and walking is too time-consuming. Riding horses is the best choice, and we should probably need their help later on. Don't worry, these horses are professionally trained, and even a novice can control them with a little familiarity."

Flo, who was unlocking the corresponding iron lock with a numbered key and leading the horse inside, explained, and threw the key chain in his hand to Zhu Jue. Seeing him staring at the horse in a daze, he thought it was because I've never ridden a horse so I'm worried.

Zhu Jue took the key and pouted, disapproving of Flo's words.

Do I have to tell you that I have ridden a Bayaki?

After packing their respective bags, the two officially set off from the tavern.

As it turns out, Flo was right.

Whether you can ride a horse is not related to whether you have ridden anything else before.

Zhu Jue, a beginner, had to jolt on the horse for more than ten minutes before he could barely grasp some tricks. At this time, their position had already deviated from the road where the tavern was located.

The mechanical horseshoes stepped on some whitish clods under the sunlight, and the dense weeds rubbed their legs and retreated. Zhu Jue looked at the wilderness on all sides and the valley covered by lush jungles in the distance, and a gust of warm wind Floating from the side, some green onions and grass leaves flew past Zhu Jue's eyes, circling into the sky.

"Good place!"

Zhu Jue bent down and picked up the wine bottle hanging on the left side of the horse. This was a drink that was "handily" taken out in the tavern before, and it was very appropriate to drink it at this time.

Flo next to him seemed to be immersed in this pleasant environment, Zhu Jue glanced a few times and found that his eyes were almost greedily scanning every place around him, as if he was trying to keep these beautiful scenery forever Under the eyes.

The two walked forward in silence for a while, and Zhu Jue's eyes accidentally saw the blue birds circling in the sky, and then he remembered that he was not here for an outing.

"Mr. Bruce, are you filming now?"

Before Zhu Jue could speak, Flo spoke first.

"Of course, this is my habit after the mission starts. If you don't want to show up, I can turn off the camera, and the previous video will also be deleted."

During the video shooting, Zhu Jue respected the other party’s wishes. He forgot to ask before, but now that the other party raised the question, Zhu Jue thought it was Flo who didn’t want to show his face, so he planned to stop the video.

"No, I hope you can take pictures of what I'm going to say next. Why don't you ask me, now my thoughts are a little confused, I think a lot, but I don't know where to start."

Flo turned his head to face Zhu Jue, exposing his face to the camera, and even pulled the corners of his mouth to show a dry smile.

In fact, Zhu Jue, behind the sunglasses, didn't feel any joy from Flo's face, but found an imperceptible determination.

"What is on that parchment?"

Since Zhu Jue was asked to ask questions, he didn't refuse, and started asking about things he was more interested in.

"This is an item my friend gave me before he died. According to him, the painting on it is an altar of a cult. He died before he could tell me the specific content. Killed by the cultists, this parchment It is his posthumous work, and I carry it with me so that I can remember what happened at that time anytime and anywhere.”

Flo took out a piece of parchment that was exactly the same as in the photo from the inner lining of the clothes and handed it to Zhu Jue. Perhaps because the coat was pressed by the backpack behind him, the sleeves stretched up a certain distance when he stretched out his hands.

Zhu Jue raised his hand to pick up the parchment, and his eyes fell on the inside of Flo's arm, where there were dense scars extending from the wrist to the back, and the flesh on the scabs of the few wounds at the back was still faintly pink. Obviously just healed.

Suicide or self-harm tendencies, or recent behavior.

Quickly looking away, Zhu Jue didn't ask him why, but spread the parchment, looked at the familiar image on it, and asked, "Why did you invite me here?"

"Expose a cult's despicable deeds! Those demons deserve death!"

When talking about cults, Flo's originally calm eyes showed various complex emotions uncontrollably, and said in a deep voice,

"I'm just a person in a slum. The Federal Police don't believe my words, let alone believe that there is a desperate horror hidden in this valley hundreds of kilometers away. I can only turn to you for help."

"Cult?"

Zhu Jue immediately became interested when he heard the words, but soon asked with some doubts,
"You also said that the place where you live is hundreds of kilometers away from here, how do you know it exists?"

"Because I ran out of here 3 years ago."

Flo pointed to the valley, his expression changed several times, and finally fell silent.

(End of this chapter)