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Chapter 48: Fuck Senator! (Please read and vote)
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat awkward.

Feel the sticky feel of the dagger in your hand and the strange smell emanating from it.

Rorschach suddenly understood something.

Eight centimeters long and nearly two fingers wide - isn't this the weapon that killed Maria's father?

It turns out this girl had been hiding it in that place. No wonder she was so confident that no one could find the murder weapon.

Rorschach glanced at Maria, who also looked a little embarrassed.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Uh, I'm used to it."

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The two of them tacitly ended this awkward topic.

After all, it was a bit weird to discuss this in a room full of corpses.

Rorschach put the dagger on his waist and said, "Drag the two unconscious guards outside in, then lock the door. Also, I'm confiscating this dagger."

Maria nodded without saying anything and quickly returned to the corridor.

Feeling the empty coolness beneath her body, she couldn't help but whisper, "That's my favorite dagger."

By the time she had dragged the two guards in with great difficulty, Rorschach was studying a floor plan.

"There are over forty rooms in the cellar, thirty-eight of which are prison cells."

"A prison cell?" Maria came closer. "As someone like Puff Daddy, does he need to imprison women for his own amusement?"

“Who says it has to be a woman?”

Rorschach replied coldly.

He quickly memorized the locations of all the passages and rooms on the blueprint, then picked up three semi-automatic pistols from the ground, put two on his waist and held the other tightly in his hand.

"Bang bang——!"

Two bursts of fire accurately killed the two guards who had fainted outside.

He turned to Maria and said in a serious tone, "There are no surveillance cameras inside the manor, and the guard who saw you is dead. Now, no one knows you came down with me. If you want to leave, you still have a chance. Otherwise, it may be too late."

Maria opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

She was not stupid. On the contrary, she had actually anticipated that Rorschach would do something tonight that would shock the whole United States.

"I want to take a look first."

Maria didn't say any nonsense about sharing life and death.

She may have some admiration for Rorschach, but it is more out of curiosity and the desire for excitement.

She blinked, revealing a rare playful expression. "Such exciting scenes are rarely seen in school, and didn't you promise to protect me? I want to see more."

Rorschach smiled, pulled the bolt with his backhand, reloaded the bullet, and opened the door of the room.

"Then you better keep your eyes open!"

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Inside the secret room.

Carl was still grinding the piece of iron with perseverance.

His forehead was covered with sweat. For several days, those guys only provided him with a little water every day, as if they were deliberately trying to drain his strength.

Luckily, Carl had hidden the energy bar that Old Mike had given him earlier, which prevented him from completely collapsing.

"Farke, Farke!"

Carl gnashed his teeth and cursed, "Damn black man! Pervert who likes children! I will castrate you even if I die!"

As a child of the Gallagher family, this kid has neither the smart brain of his eldest brother Lip nor the execution ability of his second brother Ian.

But he has a trait that none of his brothers and sisters have - the determination to go all out.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and turned his head alertly.

There was a slight sound from the door lock, and the door handle slowly lowered.

Carl quickly hid the iron piece in his sleeve, gritted his teeth, and prepared to face the incoming bad guys.

But when the door opened, he was stunned.

In addition to the two tall and strong guards, the person who came in was a skinny woman.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the woman's appearance clearly under the light from the corridor.

Her face was covered with wrinkles and age spots, and she gave off an aura of rotten wood, but her eyes sparkled with a heart-pounding light.

"Wortfalk?!"

This fucking woman is older than my grandmother!
"Karl..."

Pelari looked at the boy huddled in the corner, a strange smile on his face.

"Your name reminds me of my youthful years."

She slowly stepped forward, looked at Karl, and said reminiscently: "That was fifty years ago. I was studying at Georgetown University at the time, and there was a brilliant senior with the same name."

"I just don't know if you're as delicious as him."

At the end of her words, the old witch seemed to be unable to suppress her inner impulse and suddenly rushed forward to tear off Carl's clothes.

The two guards at the door exchanged a glance, then closed the door and prepared to leave. Each of these children had been starving for days and couldn't possibly have the strength to resist these pampered guests.

However, the next moment, a scream of pain suddenly rang out.

They turned around hurriedly and saw that a palm-sized piece of iron had been inserted into the shoulder blade of Pelari, who was originally in an excited state!
Karl took the opportunity to punch Perari in the face and cursed: "You dare to touch me again? Damn you old bastard!"

"you"

Pelari suppressed the pain, his eyes filled with rage at the accident.

She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she directly pinched Karl's neck with her hands.

But then, the severe pain in the shoulder blade came again.

Carl pulled out the iron piece without hesitation, ready to stab Pelari again.

The two guards finally reacted at this time. They rushed out and kicked Carl out, hitting him heavily against the wall.

"Damn little bastard! Kill Aofushet!" Pelari covered his bleeding shoulder and kicked Carl's head angrily.

Clamped down by two guards, Carl had no power to fight back and could only silently endure the old witch's brutality.

After kicking him more than a dozen times, Pelari looked down at his blood-stained clothes and roared through gritted teeth, "Crip this little beast's limbs and send him to the hospital. I want to use him to extract renin!"

The guards nodded quickly, but just as they were about to take action, a sudden and urgent warning came from the intercom:
"All guards, escort the VIP to evacuate immediately! I repeat, escort the VIP to evacuate immediately!"

Pelari was stunned, and then his anger grew even stronger.

Although nothing was said on the intercom, she knew without thinking that there must be an intruder in the cellar!
She didn’t bother to teach Karl a lesson anymore, she covered her shoulder with one hand and ran outside without hesitation.

I can't let anyone know I'm here tonight!

Seeing this, the two guards hurriedly followed. Compared with Pelari's safety, Carl's life was insignificant.

After dozens of seconds, Carl struggled to stand up from the ground.

His face was covered in blood and his head was covered in wounds from being kicked by high heels.

He stumbled to the door, holding on to the wall. Just when he was at a loss, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out in the corridor.

This was accompanied by a series of cold curses.

It's Rorschach!
A look of surprise appeared on Carl's desperate face.

Rorschach comes to rescue him!

At this time, in a corridor hundreds of meters away from here.

Rorschach leaned against the wall of the corridor as bullets rained down on the wall, and the deafening sound of gunfire echoed throughout the corridor.

Behind him, in addition to Maria, there were a dozen ragged children, mostly boys, and the youngest was only five or six years old.

Their eyes were empty and numb, with neither fear nor sadness on their faces. They just stared at Rorschach's back quietly.

These were the people Rorschach had just rescued from the prison cells.

Because they had violently broken into so many rooms, they inevitably attracted the attention of the cellar guards and were now under siege.

Taking advantage of the pause when the other party's gunfire subsided, Rorschach suddenly lowered his body and quickly rushed out from behind the wall!

"Bang bang——!"

Bullets that only Louis XVI could dodge fired from the muzzle, accurately knocking down the guards who were rushing in the front.

Then, with the help of his extraordinary physical fitness, Rorschach jumped onto the wall like a parkour master!

He sprinted along the wall, dodging enemy bullets, and his two guns roared again, shooting the remaining guards in the corridor one by one.

Then he rolled to the ground and kicked the last guard hard, sending him flying.

In mid-air, a bullet was fired accurately, blowing him in the head!

Looking at Rorschach's back, Maria's eyes were full of disbelief.

Even though this scene had happened more than once in the cellar, she still found it hard to understand how someone could possess such strong physical fitness and amazing marksmanship.

After making sure the surroundings were safe, Rorschach walked to a locked room at the end, fired several shots at the lock, and kicked it out!
The door suddenly bounced back against the wall, and the sound frightened the figure that was moving on the ground.

Under the light, Rorschach saw a scene that made him sick and furious:

A fat, bloated old man covered with sores was pressing on a girl who was only seven or eight years old.

"Fake!"

Rorschach quickly pulled the bolt, ready to shoot the bastard dead.

"Rorschach! Wait!"

Maria suddenly stopped him and whispered, "This man seems to be a senator. I saw his speech on TV yesterday."

Our Senator seemed to have not figured out the situation yet. Instead of begging for mercy, he frowned and glared at Rorschach and the others.

"Do you know where this is? Do you know who I am? Get out of here right now..."

boom--!
A gunshot interrupted his nonsense.

The old man lowered his head and looked at the bullet hole in his chest in disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, several bullets were fired in succession, piercing his limbs.

Finally, Rorschach stepped forward and kicked him to the ground, then fired more than ten shots at his lower body until the magazine was empty!
"Fuck the Senator!"

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