Resurrected Disciple [End Times]

It was a huge egg, the surface was rough like bark, dark red like blood, and covered with scaly fine lines.

No one noticed it rolled down from the box, bumped and tumbled, turned dusty, rolled all the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the cliff, leaped over raised stones, landed heavily in soft grass, and got stuck under low bushes .

It was as hard as a rock, lying quietly in the wet and soft soil, as if it had been sleeping like this since the beginning of primordial enlightenment.

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"Undress!"

A cold gun was pointed at Pei Qianxing.

He didn't know what happened. He just remembered that he was in a cafe in Buenos Aires before he lost consciousness. The strong coffee smelled on his cheeks. He just picked up the newspaper and wanted to read the news of the day when he was attacked by many people. , After killing several people with his vigorous skills, he had already escaped from hunting, but was suddenly hit by a lightning strike, his blood seemed to be frozen, his muscles all over his body instantly lost consciousness and fell into a coma, but it was clear that the sky was clear that day.

When he woke up, he found that he was lying in an iron cage, and several black-holed guns were pointed at his vitals. The gunmen were all muscular and burly men with their fingers on the triggers.

But Pei Qianxing didn't show any fear or surprise, he was as indifferent as a piece of pig iron: "Who are you?"

A man with a gun suddenly hit him with a heavy punch, which hit the cheek. Half of Pei Qianxing's face was numb, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take off your clothes!"

Pei Qianxing raised his heavy eyelids, glanced at the thick and sturdy man in front of him, and slowly reached for the button.

From the suit jacket to the shirt, Pei Qianxing took off his shirt and threw it aside, revealing his muscular upper body, his thin waist without a trace of fat, and the beautiful mermaid line extending down and hidden in the waistband, arousing infinite reverie.His muscles are elongated, not so strong at first glance, but in fact this kind of muscle is the most explosive.

"Pants!"

The man spoke English with an accent. There was a hideous and distorted scar on the right side of his face. He looked very ugly. There were thick gun calluses on his hands. He was obviously a person who had used guns for many years.

Pei Qianxing touched his trousers with his fingers, and his movements were neither hasty nor slow. Although he was undressing under the threat of others, he was as calm as if he was just undressing before going to bed.No matter how his body moves, his gaze always falls on the man in front of him. There are bloodshots in the corners of his eyes, making the color of the whole eyeballs tend to be red, like the faint blood marks left after the splashing blood washes away.

Pei Qianxing, nicknamed Red Eye, is the chief killer of the notorious transnational criminal group Thorn Bird. Said that he had a pair of eyes of Medusa, and anyone who was seen by him would die.

But not long ago, the Thorn Bird was wiped out by the military and police from various countries. Pei Qianxing escaped by chance and hid in South America. He was planning to rest for a while before finding a way out.

Pei Qianxing has made too many enemies in his life, and there are countless people who want his life in both right and wrong ways. Who is the one who arrested him this time?It was not clear at the moment.

He bent down and took off his trousers. The feeling of numbness had not completely subsided, and there was an imperceptible sluggishness in his movements, but he carefully concealed it.

The perfect muscles on the thighs are like the artwork of an artist. The slender legs are full of strength, as if they will jump up and kick people away at any time. When he straightened his back, the people around him raised their guns in unison, nervous aim.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Pei Qianxing's lips, and he showed his body calmly. He was the one who was unarmed and unarmed, but he looked more threatening.

The scarred man felt extremely uncomfortable under his cold gaze, and pointed a gun at his waist: "Underwear!"

Pei Qianxing hesitated and looked deeply into his eyes.

The scarred man seemed to have finally grasped his weakness, and smirked triumphantly: "Don't keep a single thing!"

The intent to kill flashed in Pei Qianxing's eyes, but he still complied.

He took the opportunity to look around. Iron fences extended to the distance. The interior of the entire building was made of steel bars. The light was dim and the air was humid. There were gunmen patrolling upstairs and downstairs.At first glance, it looked like a prison, but Pei Qianxing was sure that this was not a prison. The guards' appearance and temperament had nothing to do with the jailers.

The underwear fell to the ground, this time Pei Qianxing was completely naked.

The scarred man viciously picked up the heavy object in his crotch with the muzzle of the gun: "It's quite enough."

Pei Qianxing showed a cold smile, and the muscles in his back were tense. No man would not care about being pointed at by a gun.

But the scarred man didn't take any further action. He motioned to the people around him, and each of them handed over a gray striped prison uniform and a pair of cloth shoes.

"Put it on!"

Pei Qianxing rummaged through it, but couldn't find any underwear, so he put it on without saying a word.Another person stepped forward and shackled his hands and feet.

"Go!" With the cold gun pressed against his shoulder, Pei Qianxing staggered forward.

The iron gate opened and closed behind it, and a long corridor led into darkness.

Although it is not a prison, it looks like a prison everywhere. What kind of place is this?

Pei Qianxing was a little inexplicable. If it was seeking revenge, the attack would have directly killed him, or locked him up, beaten him, and tortured him, but now he is only imprisoned.

Stepping on the blue floor, the heavy shackles rattled as they walked, echoing in the deep corridor.

There were five people escorting him, with the scarred man walking in the front, two people sandwiching him, one on the left and one on the right, and two more behind him.

A pair of five, still wearing handcuffs and shackles, the gap is a bit big, if Pei Qianxing is risking injury, he can still break free, but he knows nothing about the surrounding environment, how can he escape if these five people are killed?

So he decided to stand still and observe the situation first. Since these people didn't intend to kill him immediately, he would be happy to let them live a little longer.

Boom!

A huge iron door was opened, and the empty interior was like a warehouse, with a cold and dark tone. There was an open space in the middle, and there were stairs going up on both sides. There were four floors in total, and each floor had a cabin.At the highest point directly in front, hangs a striking page-turning clock with the number "03" displayed on it.

The scarred man unfastened his shackles and pushed in: "Go in!"

The iron door was closed, Pei Qianxing rubbed his wrist, looked around, and a few bloodshot eyes appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Several heads came out of the hut one after another, staring at Pei Qianxing curiously and vigilantly.

They are all wearing prison uniforms, most of them are strong, some have hateful faces, some have rogue eyes, they don't look pure and innocent at first glance, except that they are all male, there are all kinds of races.

Pei Qianxing took a few steps in, and the heads of these people followed him.

He heard some discordant sounds, the rhythmic shaking of an iron bed in one of the rooms on the ground floor, mixed with heavy breathing and painful moans and sobs.

Everyone didn't hear it, as if they were used to it, and went about their own business numbly. Pei Qianxing glanced in the direction of the voice, and quickly looked away.

"Looks like we have a new partner!"

A loud voice sounded above his head, and Pei Qianxing raised his head.

On the fourth highest floor, a man leaned on the railing and looked down, with a relaxed posture and playful eyes.This man has deep eyebrows, sharp lines, firm eyes, a tall and straight figure, more than 1.8 meters five, which is about the same as Pei Qianxing. He speaks English but is obviously oriental. He is also wearing a gray prison uniform. His sleeves were torn off by him, revealing his muscular body. Arms, bronze skin sexy and alluring.

When the eyes met, the man raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and then his smile deepened: "I didn't expect to be an old friend."

Pei Qianxing watched indifferently: "Ghost wolf."

Stone, nicknamed Ghost Wolf, is a member of the mercenary group Nightcrawler. The Nightcrawler is a first-class mercenary group and a first-class war dog. , of course the price is extremely high.The Thorn Bird where Pei Qianxing works once hired them once and met them a few times. Because they are both from the East, they paid more attention to them, but the more contacts disappeared.

"Red Eye, why did you get brought here?" Shi Dong said he was an old friend, but his expression and voice did not show any friendliness.

Pei Qianxing remained silent, just looking at the two followers behind him.

Shi Dong laughed lowly, his voice resonated in his chest, it was as mellow as wine, he opened his arms, and made a welcome gesture: "Choose any room, you may have to live here for a while."

It would be foolish to treat him lightly because they were all from the East, but Pei Qianxing planned to settle down first and wait and see what happened before he figured out the situation.

The first and second floors were full of people, the third floor was half occupied, and the fourth floor seemed to be only Shi Dong and his followers. Pei Qianxing went straight to the fourth floor and picked a room closest to the stairs.

Pei Qianxing was sure that this place was remodeled from a warehouse, the room was airtight, and there were traces of storage racks on the floor left over from long-term storage.The room looks simple, but there is a moisture-proof coating on the wall and floor, presumably it should be in a humid area.

The bed is just a wooden board placed on an iron shelf, probably because no one lives there, so it is still clean.

Pei Qianxing sat on the bed, recalling every detail from waking up to the present, building up the outline of the incident bit by bit.

Before fully waking up, he woke up in a daze for a few minutes, feeling a slight rhythmic swaying, like being on a boat, which means that his current location is most likely somewhere along the coast, and he is in the air. There is a vague smell of the sea, so it is judged that it is very close to the sea.

During the escort, he noticed that one of the guards had a very light washed tattoo on his neck, which was the emblem of a gang organization, which showed that these guards had not very good backgrounds.

There are also these imprisoned people, although they are either fearful or angry, but their mental state is acceptable, it is estimated that they have just been arrested.

what on earth is it?

Pei Qianxing felt a little angry. He was in Buenos Aires to wait for someone, but he was imprisoned before he arrived. I don't know if it will affect the overall situation.

Right now, it's better to find a way to get out.

But how to do it?

Shi Dong's unruly smile appeared in his mind, Pei Qianxing thought for a while, and moved the corners of his lips.