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Chapter 370-369- Keshwasser VS Rum [Part 2] (1 in [-] chapter)

Chapter 370-369- Keshwasser VS Rum [Part [-]] (two chapters in one)

The man froze in place, while Curacao stared at him closely, and was about to launch the next attack.

For her, she just couldn't trust anyone right now.

After all, even Gin, who has always been loyal to the organization, has committed an act that is close to betrayal.

Just two strange men in black, who knows if they are the killers sent by Keshiwaser?
Therefore, if you can't judge, let's call first.

The top floor of the construction building.

Seeing this scene, Bai Chuanyou almost couldn't laugh out loud.

Unexpectedly, when Curacao was on the verge of death in chaos, he directly began to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

Good guy is simply a god assist.

In this way, Rum had to show up in person and come within his range, otherwise Curacao would not trust anyone at all.

With a contemptuous smile, Bai Chuanyou silently thanked Curacao for his behavior, and then moved his gaze to the bottom of the building.

as predicted.

The black limousine stopped in front of Curacao, and the driver in the black suit got out of the car and opened the door for Rum.

Rum walked out of the car with a blank expression on his face.

Seeing this bald and one-eyed old man whom he saw for the first time, Bai Chuanyou squinted his eyes and felt the blood flow in his whole body accelerate.

This is the feeling of excitement.

He hadn't been this excited in a long time.

"Very good, this location is very good..."

"Move it a little further and stand together...I don't need that anymore..."

With an expectant smile, Bai Chuanyou supported the steel bar, leaned forward and looked down.

If eyes can express a person's mood by changing color... then Bai Chuanyu's eyes must be a chilling scarlet at this moment.

below.

Rum and the others didn't notice at all, someone was watching them overhead.

Several people focused on Curacao.

The driver in the black suit even wanted to draw his gun to show Curacao, but was stopped by Rum raising his hand.

Although Curacao's behavior is abnormal, he believes that there is a reason for it.

Thinking of this, Rum came over and softly called Curacao's name.

"Curaçao, what do you want to do?"

The old man's voice was not loud, but it was just enough for everyone to hear.

The hoarse voice shook Curacao's eardrums.

The moment he heard this voice, Curacao was stunned, and even his body froze.

"Rum... sir?"

In the darkness, Curacao looked at the person who was a little shaken.

This voice and this figure are very familiar.

Even if Keshwasser knows how to play tricks, it is impossible for someone to pretend to be the second-in-command of the organization, Rum, right?
Thinking about it, Curaçao's guard has been reduced a lot, and even the minions around him can clearly feel that the opponent's aura has changed, and there is no longer hostility and oppression.

"it's me."

Rum nodded.

Sensing the fact that Curacao was freed from tension, he went straight to it.

In front of him, Curacao took half a step back subconsciously, a little unbelievable: "Why did you come out in person?"

"The reason is a long story."

Rum approached Curacao, and finally saw the serious injury on the opponent's body.

Suddenly, he frowned: "Are you injured?"

"It's all thanks to Keshwaser." Curacao gritted his teeth, "I was attacked by him on the Ferris wheel, and..."

She was about to tell the news about Keshwasser's collusion with Gin.

But Rum waved her hand to signal her to shut up, and at the same time looked around insecurely, obviously still suspecting that there was an ambush nearby.

"I see."

"However, this is not a place to talk. If you have any information, go back and report to me."

"...The plan on how to deal with Keshwasser still needs to be considered in the long run."

When he said this, Rum had a headache.

In Bai Chuanyou's eyes, Rum is the enemy that keeps him awake at night.

But in Rum's eyes, Keshwasser is a hidden danger that makes him a headache.

Curacao had no choice but to hesitate to speak at this time, and obeyed Rum's order obediently.

Seeing her seriousness, Rum nodded, and then couldn't help sighing.

"Anyway, I'm relieved."

"?" Curacao tilted his head and remained silent.

"No matter what, you finally came back alive."

Rum paused, and continued to speak in a deep voice.

"You are still the child who is willing to obey orders..."

"On the contrary, if you were killed or betrayed the organization, I would like to say what to do."

When he said this, Rum didn't think too much, but he was sincerely moved by the calm tone of his superiors to his subordinates at work, and his expression didn't even change.

However, after Curacao heard what Rum said, his heart was disturbed.

It's like children who are away from home and finally return to the arms of their parents...

In the darkness without lights, Curacao smiled.

That's right.

As early as a long time ago, when Curacao was accepted by Rum as his confidant, such a desire appeared in his heart.

Although somewhat illogical.

But as a killer, everyone is more or less illogical.

The illogical part of Curacao's psychology is that she has always longed for the word "family".

——She longs for the feeling of interaction between family members.

To put it bluntly, she even regarded Rum as her father.

Otherwise, she wouldn't try her best to refute when she was confronted with Keshwasser and received persuasion and ridicule from the other party.

Moreover, it was this longing for home that left a trace of warmth in her heart.

Therefore, after losing his memory, he saved Yuantai desperately, half of it was subconscious, and half was the feelings for "children" in the concept of family.

Although a bit morbid...

But Curacao is serious.

She has always regarded protecting Rum and her own feelings as a duty.

In order to kill Keshwaser, the enemy of the "family", and to carry out this duty to the end, she is willing to accept no matter how dangerous the task is.

... Up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I will not hesitate!

Thinking of this, Curacao snorted softly, as if he had strengthened his goal in mind.

Shaking off a lock of silver hair from her forehead, she adjusted her breathing and looked up at the night sky.

When people are melancholy or emotional, they will have the habit of hoping for heaven.

Tonight's moon is a full moon, hanging quietly in the night sky, with a kind of quiet beauty.

but.

Curacao raised his head, but frowned.

She fixed her gaze on the top floor of the building and noticed something strange.

Only she, who has cultivated keen observation skills in her past experience, can discover this strangeness.

——Will the Japanese carry out construction projects at such a late hour?

The first thing that comes to mind are questions.

The construction building is still under construction and has no windows, but each floor has measures to prevent falling.

This is the case for the first few layers.

But, look up again.

At the very top of the building under construction, a bright light can be seen.

That light was not an aviation warning light to warn planes to stay away, but a light that looked like a halogen light.

If so, the meeting between her and Rum might have been noticed by the construction workers above.

Curacao realized this situation, subconsciously took a few steps forward, and could see the top floor of the building more clearly.

As a result, she discovered even more inappropriate details.

In the gaze of Curacao, three forklifts stopped at the edge of the topmost wall.

Standing here, you can see the forklift, which means that the equipment is parked extremely close to the edge, and it may fall at any time.

Curacao felt dangerous and out of place.

She looked intently, only to find again——

The cargo-carrying part in front of the forklift was suspended directly above their heads.

There are countless steel bars, metal pipes, and concrete building materials piled up on it... the weight may weigh several tons!
If it falls, the concrete will directly smash people, the steel bars will pierce the human body to the core, and the metal pipes may crush the corpses...

It can even damage the foundation of the building.

If it was a bean curd project, it might directly cause a large-scale space collapse and destroy the entire building.

Just thinking of this, Curacao found that next to the forklift, a small figure stood against the moonlight, looking down at them.

Discover the malice emanating from that little figure, and what the other party is about to do...

Curacao's eyes widened for a moment.

It was as if a scene from a movie hit her head.

All happened in an instant.

What she was worried about just now has all become reality.

"Mr. Rum!!"

When Curacao came back to his senses, he found that his body had begun to sprint.

——In just a split second, approaching behind Rum, she pushed Rum from behind with the last of her strength despite the effects of the muscle relaxant.

"?"

Rum suddenly lost his balance and staggered forward a few steps.

"Curaçao, you..."

Turning his head, he just wanted to ask.

A loud noise drowned out his voice.

Where he was standing a few seconds ago, countless steel bars and concrete building materials were smashed down, and the momentum was extremely huge.

Under Rum's gaze, several steel bars penetrated Curacao's body, and then all the building materials fell directly at high speed and hit her, instantly burying her alive.

Even Rum, who was stunned by this scene, froze in place, his eyes widened slightly, and even forgot to move, unable to understand the situation in front of him.

The steel bar bounced around after hitting the ground.

A pool of eye-catching blood seeped silently from under the falling steel.

Judging from the amount of bleeding, Curacao, who was full of longing just now, may already be a corpse.

Rum waved away the smoke and dust, coughed a few times, and his face was a little ugly.

Obviously, this was an attack launched against them.

And it's on top of your head.

But, isn't there someone who organizes his own people to follow him?They just confirmed it a while ago.

Could it be arranged by your own driver?
After recovering, Rum didn't pay much attention to the dead Curacao, but began to think about this sudden situation.

He cast a suspicious look at the driver.

The driver was looking at the sky at this time, showing a dumbfounded expression.

It was too late to flee.

Rum instantly understood the meaning of this expression, and looked up to the top of his head.

Seeing this made him widen his eyes too.

On the top floor of the construction building, three forklifts were advancing little by little and were about to fall down.

And the machine pushed behind the stacked body is a small fuel forklift.

Under their gaze, the body of the fuel forklift retracted like a pendulum, but the next moment, it accelerated and rushed out again.

then.

A small fuel forklift, with three forklifts attached, four giants, appeared in the air without restraint, and fell straight towards them.

It was like a movie special effect.

Seeing this scene, Rum instantly felt that time was passing slowly.

Because, one second before the fuel forklift fell, he saw it.

A black figure quickly sprang out from the driver's seat of the fuel forklift, hung on the wall with a hook-like device, and looked down at them like a bat.

He couldn't see the face of the figure clearly.

It happened in a flash, against the moonlight, and the light of the halogen lamps.

All he could use was one eye, and being able to distinguish the color of the opponent's clothes was already the limit.

Even so, with Rum's IQ, he could guess the identity of the assassin in an instant.

"... Keshwasser?"

In the next second, the fuel forklift quickly smashed to the ground.

With a bang, there was a huge burst of smoke and bang.

In an instant, two unlucky little white mice were directly crushed into meat paste by the car body.

The blood of the two mixed with the fuel leaked from the car and spread outward together.

——Buildings with a height of more than 50 meters, falling several tons of heavy objects, even monsters and humans like Curacao died instantly, let alone these ordinary people like NPCs.

the other side.

The driver was better, and ran a few steps with Rum.

But within a few seconds, the torso was hit by the flying forklift, and he fell to the ground. His head was crushed by the edges and corners on the spot, and he died directly.

It was like squeezing a clam that had just been fished out of the sea with your hands, and the blood spurted out far away like a stream of water.

As for Rum in the chaos...

The elderly with the poorest physical fitness are the luckiest.

None of the three forklifts and a fuel forklift directly killed him.

However, at this time, his calf was firmly pressed down by another forklift, and a flying steel bar was inserted into the slope, piercing the bones of his calf to pieces.

He fell to the ground, completely incapacitated.

Feeling the sticky liquid flowing from under his feet, he inhaled the smell of fuel into his body.

The pain made Rum unable to use his strength, and his eyes became dizzy for a while.

He bit his tongue tightly, stimulating his spirit, and reached out to touch the radio hidden on his body.

Preparing to open the line with the sniper.

However, the next moment, the line was actively connected.

"Good evening, Rum."

A familiar voice came from the line.

"I didn't expect that the series of attacks just now didn't kill you, it's amazing."

"...Moreover, I am a little surprised that such a sinister old dog like you can be saved by Curacao."

"For her, this development is beyond funny, and I really can't find another adjective."

Bai Chuanyou chatted endlessly in his usual mocking tone.

On the one hand, it was provocative, and on the other hand, his time was really running out.

The Ferris wheel is estimated to have been stopped.

If he doesn't hurry up and go back to the Ferris wheel... I'm afraid the police will start searching for survivors.

"In short, with your IQ, you should be able to know who I am."

"So I'll cut the long story short."

"I am not an unreasonable person, and I will not force others to bow down in front of me. What I want is a little tolerance and respect from the organization..."

"But you and Curacao are messing with me again and again, thinking about my life."

"As a corresponding reward, it's my turn to kill you this time, ok?"

After Bai Chuanyu finished speaking, he paused briefly, waiting for Rum's response.

He has the [analysis] ability, of course he witnessed that moment just now.

——Curaçao was crushed and buried alive by a large pile of building materials in a face-to-face meeting, and was confirmed dead.

And Rum was also in a state of waiting to die because his calf was suppressed by the stacker and he was unable to move.

In this desperate situation.

Rum should have been in panic and despair.

But at this moment, when he lost his most important confidant and faced Keshwasser's public provocation, he smiled calmly.

Yep, just laughed.

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