MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 565 black blood

  Chapter 565 Black Blood

  In the next few days, Li Ang traveled around the island, inspecting factories during the day, and going out for drinks and dinners with people from the local business company at night.

   After six days of this, Li Ang was finally able to relax after the company's affairs were over, and went to the Skytree, Ginza, Sensoji Temple, Shibuya, Akihabara and other attractions to check in and buy souvenirs.

   "Tokyo Sky Tree, Meiji Jingu Shrine, Disney."

   Li Ang was sitting on the subway back to the hotel, swiping the phone screen with his fingers, editing the photos to be sent to Moments.

   buzz—

  The phone vibrates, and the caller ID is unknown.

   Li Ang hesitated to press the connect button. As a company animal, he might receive a call from a potential customer and had to answer it.

"Hello?"

   There was no response to the greeting, and there was a dense rustling noise from the earpiece. When the volume was enlarged to listen closely, only some extremely vague human voices could be heard.

   ".If in danger, look to.your right hand"

  The human voice seemed to come from a woman. After Li Ang fed him a few times in a row, the other end of the phone automatically hung up.

   "What are you doing?"

   Li Ang frowned and put down his phone, prank call? What about looking to the right hand?

  He glanced at the palm of his right hand, it was intact, and the lifeline, wisdom line, and marriage line were all normal.

  As for the back of his hand, there is a scratch, which was accidentally scratched when he picked up a meteorite at the beach. The wound is very shallow and has now scabbed over, with no difference in color from the surrounding skin.

  The subway stopped, and eight people wearing masks, black suits, and carrying briefcases walked into the car, each looking for a seat, or standing with the armrests.

   Li Ang ticked a lot of his shopping packages with his foot, and continued to swipe the phone screen as the subway started again.

   Ding Dong.

  A pop-up window popped up at the top of the screen, about the recent news about the recent joint military exercise of the five permanent members of the United Nations in the Western Pacific.

  It seems very serious.

  He clicked on the news, and there were a large number of warplanes and ships at the military exercise site, and even eight aircraft carriers. In addition to the five permanent members, ships from Canada, Australia, South Korea, India and other countries also participated in, or watched the joint military exercise.

  Is this lineup going to fight a world war? Or are humans finally discovering hostile aliens?

  Recalling the sound of fighter planes skimming over Tokyo these days, Li Ang thought lazily.

   "Everyone, stay still!"

  The roar pulled him back from his thoughts, and Li Ang raised his head belatedly, only to see those company employees dressed in black suits standing up at some point.

  They press the button on the briefcase, and the side of the briefcase opens automatically, revealing the ump45 submachine gun hidden inside.

   Bang bang bang!

  A black suit aimed the muzzle with the silencer installed at the camera in the car,

  Clear and loud gunshots, shining muzzle flashes, metal bullet casings falling to the ground, surveillance cameras that shattered in response,

   All broke the fluke mentality of ordinary people that this is performance art or flash mob.

  Everyone screamed in panic. The high school students closest to the end of the carriage ran to another carriage in a panic. As soon as they reached the door, they were aimed at the guns raised by the black suits.

  Gunshots rang out, and three high school students fell to the ground almost at the same time, with blood splashing on Li Ang's bewildered face.

What happened?

  He wiped his face subconsciously, touched the warm blood plasma, and saw the corpses of the three fallen not far from his feet, his brain fell into a short-term shutdown state.

   "Everyone raise their hands and sit in their positions without moving!"

   It seems that the leader's black suit shouted loudly in Japanese, and one of his men took out a tripod, a camera, and a laptop with a Bluetooth network card from the briefcase, and skillfully and quickly installed the live broadcast equipment.

   Facing the black muzzle of the gun, everyone did not dare to resist, and followed suit one after another—not only this carriage, but at least the carriages on the left and right sides had people in black suits. They also took out weapons and held ordinary people hostage.

   “The world is sick.”

The leader in a black suit took off the mask on his face, revealing a face with scars, and said to the camera that had been installed and connected to the network of the live broadcast platform: "People have no faith, are selfish, and forget that the true father is right. our teachings.

  The world will eventually be destroyed, and only doing the right thing can delay the coming of the day of destruction. The nearest meteorite is the revelation from the True Father to us!

  I will fulfill my true father's last wish and purify the world. "

  With a fanatical look on his face, he turned around and pulled the trigger on a middle-aged woman holding a vegetable basket with a frightened expression on her face as she begged for mercy.

  The crowd erupts in louder screams, but it doesn't help.

  The frenzied black suits ignored their begging for mercy and resistance, and ruthlessly pulled the trigger. Under the watchful eyes of the live camera, they reaped one life after another.

   We are going to Li Ang soon.

  His blood rushed straight to his brain, and the intense fear aroused goosebumps all over his body. His raised palms trembled uncontrollably, and the scratches on the back of his hands faintly ooze blood.

  A member in a black suit stood in front of him, pointing his gun obliquely at him. At such a close distance, if he made a resisting action, he would be killed instantly.

  The gunshots from the left side of the carriage got closer and closer. Li Ang swallowed, slowly moved his feet under the seat, and drew out a hand-made package.

   Sweeping his foot hard, the package slid out against the ground and hit the underside of the opposite seat.

  The black suit in front of him heard the sound and subconsciously turned around with the gun in his hand.

It's now!

   Li Ang jumped up suddenly, put his left hand under the armpit of the left arm of the black suit, grabbed his neck, and smashed the opponent's right arm with his right hand.

  The black suit was suddenly attacked, the submachine gun fell from the palm,

  Li Ang bumped forward, forcing the opponent to bend down, while he grabbed the gun from the ground and aimed at the leader in black suit at the end of the carriage.

   "Drop the gun!"

  The members in black suits roared loudly, with some Korean mixed in, and all the guns were pointed at Li Ang and the members held hostage by him.

   "Put down your guns!"

   Li Ang also yelled in response, strangled the "hostage" desperately, and moved back to the corner of the carriage.

  One against seven, Li Ang, who had only received two weeks of university military training, had no confidence in being able to kill the opponent, let alone get out of the way.

  When the two sides fell into a confrontation, the leader in the black suit with a scar on his face took a deep breath and suddenly smiled: "Dear brother, the true father will welcome you in heaven."

  He suddenly raised the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

  Several bullets swirled towards him. Since the "hostage" was not wearing body armor, these bullets were bound to penetrate the hostage's body and hit Li Ang.

   Are you going to die?

  Time seems to be at a standstill at this moment, and all the scenes are detailed and panoramic.

  The frightened crowd, the muzzle flame, the reflection on the surface of the metal handrail, and the scratches on the back of the right hand with blood constantly oozing.

  The blood fluctuated, the color changed from red to black, and spikes appeared like ferrofluid.

   It wasn't blood, it was something, something else.

   Poof.

   The bullet passed through the hostage's body without a doubt, spattering a little bit of blood, but it stopped and bounced off Li Ang's clothes.

   That's the work of black blood,

  A large amount of ferrofluid-like substance spewed out from the wound on the back of the hand, penetrated Li Ang's clothes, and bounced off the bullet.

   The unknown caller is telling the truth.

  (end of this chapter)