The truck rushed through the group of dead people stranded on the bridge.
However, the Holy Son of Jesus did not get on the bus midway as expected.
Karls even found an intersection with fewer dead people and stopped for a while, but still could not wait for the Holy Son to appear.
Seeing that more and more living dead were gathering around him, and he might be surrounded again if he didn't leave, Karls had no choice but to press the switch again and head straight for the Golden Manor on Administrative Road.
Kasha, who was sitting in the passenger seat, shot several times in succession to kill the deceased who was chasing behind the car, then turned to look at Moses and Karls:
"Where has the Holy Son gone?"
Karls shook his head, expressing his confusion, as did Moses, who was holding the door.
Kasha held the rifle and said thoughtfully:
"The dead have not gathered again, which means that the demon boy has indeed not used his ability anymore. He should have been captured by the Holy Son."
"Of course!" This time, before Kasha could finish speaking, Moses immediately agreed:
"The Demon Boy is not worth mentioning in front of the Holy Son! You must know that he is the Holy Son of the entire Southern Tribe, and is a top being among the contractors in the Southern Province, let alone a mere white-level Demon Boy.
"
Karls snorted coldly when he heard this, but immediately remembered that he was slapped in the face for not believing the orders of the Holy Son on the bridge in front. He immediately stopped his voice and looked straight at the road ahead.
Kasha's brows gradually frowned:
"I'm a little worried. Will the Holy Son and the Demon Boy die together?"
"Well, Moses, don't look at me like that. I'm just stating a guess. After all, the Holy Son has not come back."
"I think it's really possible."
Moses suddenly screamed strangely and retorted in a mocking tone:
"Absolutely not!"
"The fact that the Holy Son has not come back means that he has more important things to do. After the Holy Son has finished his work, he will definitely find us."
Karls was too lazy to argue with him. Through the rearview mirror in the car, he could see that although Moses' tone was disdainful, the expression on his face was slightly panicked.
Kasha shook her head:
"The point is, what should we do next? What if the Son doesn't come?"
"There's no need for us to go to your golden manor! Moses?"
Being reminded of this, Moses seemed to have thought of something. When he subconsciously looked at Karls, his expression changed drastically. However, he quickly realized his gaffe and insisted through gritted teeth:
"It's better to go to my house! Go to the Golden Manor and wait! The Holy Son will definitely come back."
He was already aware of the situation in front of him. If the Holy Son really didn't come back, wouldn't it mean that the truck would be held hostage by Karls again when it drove to the Golden Manor?
Don’t forget, we had talked with Karls before about using the treasury in exchange for him to protect his safety. The other party agreed and stayed with him on the roof of the city hall, which shows that he coveted the treasury.
If the Holy Son is not here, there is no guarantee that Karls will not take action in the treasury. What if he forces himself to open the treasury door and then kills everyone?
Even if the Holy Son comes back, there will only be an empty treasury left. More importantly, everyone including himself will have returned to the arms of the Iron God by then.
However, Moses has no other choice at this time. Where else can he go but to go home? Karls must go to the Golden Manor, not to mention that he is not allowed to get out of the car halfway, even if he can really escape from the car.
, won’t they all die at the hands of the dead?
Moses could only grit his teeth and hope that the figure of the Holy Son would suddenly appear from the road ahead and look through the autumn water.
He pretended not to notice anything, still maintaining an expression of faith in the return of the Holy Son, and secretly glanced at Karls.
Karls didn't say anything, with a solemn expression on his face, silently staring at the road ahead.
There is murderous intent!
Moses swallowed subconsciously, but still felt the murderous intent behind Kars's cold expression, and quickly turned to look at Kasha.
The three people in the cab were all human beings. How could they not figure out what they were thinking? Kasha was seen hugging the rifle and did not care about Moses' request for help. She said to Karls with a smile:
"I don't care what you want to do. Of course, I won't help you. I will only help you when you deal with the dead until you reach a safe place. How about that?"
When Moses heard this, his heart suddenly went cold.
Kasha's words are straightforward enough. She doesn't care what Karls does. She doesn't care even if Karls swallows the vault and kills other people in the car. She even has no interest in the vault. She just wants to be there.
After Kars succeeded, she fled Calcutta with him - with the gun in her hand, Kars would not kill her.
This means staying out of it! No matter what happens now, it has nothing to do with Kaisha!
When Karls heard this, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a cruel smile, but still maintained a calm tone and said:
"Haha, we are waiting for the Holy Son at the Golden Manor! The Holy Son must have killed the devil boy, and he will come to the Golden Manor to find us soon."
Karls is a cautious lie! Really. He has already thought about what to do next. He will force himself to open the vault in the name of the Holy Son to transport gold, and will even ask everyone to transport gold in the same name.
In the car, during this period, even if the Holy Son comes back, he will not be questioned. Then, after doing everything, he will kill people, silence them, and drive away!
Moses forced himself to remain calm, gritted his teeth, and tried to keep his tone heavy and calm:
"The treasury belongs to the Holy Son, and he will definitely come back to get it."
Karls smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth curved wider:
"Yes, so we have to prepare everything and wait for his return, right, Speaker Moses?"
The so-called verbal warning has no effect. Karls is as indifferent to this matter as duckweed.
"We're here, Speaker Moses!" Karls suddenly said coldly.
Only then did Moses notice that the truck had already arrived at his home, the Golden Manor.
Although this small manor had tall outer walls, it looked very old. The walls were mottled, revealing patches of red bricks inside.
There is no grand door like any other manor. Through the gap in the old wooden door, you can even see the equally old three-story main building in the manor, as well as the manor vegetation that has not been repaired for an unknown period of time.
Kasha in the co-pilot had an excellent view. After seeing all this, she sighed and turned to look at Moses:
"It's called Golden Manor, but... this is probably the worst mayor's residence I've ever seen. It seems you are very low-key."
"Haha." As Moses' bodyguard, Karls was naturally very familiar with the manor. He followed Kasha's words and joked:
"This is Mr. Moses' low-key way of being an official. Even I didn't know that there was a treasury hidden under such a simple residence!"
Moses opened his mouth but was speechless. From the tone of the two men, it was clear that he was already the fish meat on the chopping board. No, he was not the fish meat. Did he still have the value of being the fish meat? The fish meat was the gold mine that had been promised to the Son of God.
Karls pressed the switch to the end, and after the roar of the engine explosion, the truck broke through the rotten gate without evading it.
The interior of the manor had become dead. Several gardeners in work clothes immediately turned their heads, smelled the breath of living people coming from the truck, and ran over with quick steps.
Kasha picked up her rifle and shot one at a time on the moving truck, hitting all the dead in the head.
"Jim, Abraham, Hicks, hehe, they are all old acquaintances."
Karls murmured the names of the deceased, looked directly at the three-story house in front of him, and drove the truck over.
He drove the truck to the front door of the residence with ease and skill, and directly blocked the lobby door on the first floor with the door on one side of the truck.
Not only does this block the entrance to the residential building, but the people in the car who get off the car are equivalent to entering the building.
Karls turned to look at Moses and said with a sneer:
"Let's go, Mr. City Speaker! Call everyone together!"
Moses' palms were already sweating, but there was nothing he could do. His legs were weak and he turned around, beckoning everyone in the car to get out of the car together.
Kasha didn't move, sitting on the passenger seat, smiling:
"I'm here to guard the truck."
Karls frowned, but did not ask her to follow him, and immediately got out of the car with everyone in the car.
After a group of people got off the car and went straight into the lobby on the first floor, they were met by several dead people running towards them.
Karls didn't panic, clenched his left hand with a cut palm, and punched the nearest elderly deceased away.
"My mother," Moses subconsciously exclaimed.
"She is already dead." Karls reminded with a smile, took out the dagger from under his leg, and dismembered the two dead maids behind, leaving only two separated heads on the ground with their mouths opening and closing, looking hideous.
"Alani, mine."
Karls looked at Moses: "I didn't expect you to have an affair with Alani?"
Moses did not answer, but bent down to pick up the body parts of the maid named Alani, and holding her head in his arms, he silently walked to the cabinet next to the hall.
Opening the cabinet door, he gently put Alani's body parts inside.
This can be regarded as a simple burial of the other party.
Seeing him acting like this, Karls snorted disdainfully:
"You are kind to her."
After speaking, Karls walked directly to the front and took all the passengers into the basement.
There was no light in the basement, but Karls had the incendiary bottle left by the Holy Son of Jesus in his hand. He immediately smashed one and climbed down the not-so-wide steps.
Although the steps are narrow, they are quite deep. Karls couldn't help but smile, indicating that this is indeed where the treasury is. Otherwise, why dig so deep?
The group of people walked to the end in dim light and were blocked by the iron gate. Karls turned his head and looked at Moses, who spread his hands to him and said he didn't have the key.
Karls snorted disdainfully and did not intend to ask where the key was. After that, he went to get the key again and made another cut on his arm. A bloody palm print was slapped on the iron lock of the iron gate.
Everyone retreated, only to hear a loud explosion, which directly shattered the iron lock.
Only then did Karls push open the iron door. After thinking about it, he twisted the iron bar and twisted and locked the door again.
In this way, he could prevent other dead people from coming down. At this time, he was very careful when approaching the treasury.
After leading the crowd around the two corners of the corridor, an open space finally appeared, enough to accommodate a dozen of them. On the opposite side of the wall was a rather heavy iron door covered with rivets.
Karls used the Molotov cocktail in his hand to light up the lamp posts on both sides of the door, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.
This is the treasury door, of course. There are three iron locks on the door. At the same time, there is also a mechanical combination lock. The security is not lax.
Karls directly hit him with three bloody palm prints, and after retreating a sufficient distance, there were continuous explosions.
After the fire dissipated, all three iron locks were blown up, but the thick iron door was only slightly deformed and did not break open.
It seems that this iron door is extremely thick, and it does require a password to open it. Karls was glad that he did not come here alone without being conceited, and turned to look at Moses with a smile:
"It seems that you are not going to give me the password?"
Moses' body was already trembling, and he supported the wall tremblingly and persuaded:
"Kars, it's the end of the dead. Gold is of no use to us living people."
The smile on Karls' face gradually disappeared: "Don't try to delay time! I am moving the gold to the car in advance for the Holy Son! Do you understand? The Holy Son will not blame me."
Moses' legs were so frightened that he hurriedly said:
"Then we'd better wait for the Holy Son."
Before he could finish his words, Kars had already rushed over and slapped Moses to the ground with a loud slap.
He held back half of the Molotov cocktail in his hand, turned the fallen Moses over with one hand, and pointed the broken edge of the Molotov bottle directly at his face:
"Tell me quickly! Otherwise you won't be able to wait for that Holy Son of Hesse!"
Moses seemed to be stunned by the slap. At this time, his whole body was sluggish, and it took him several breaths to regain his composure.
Unexpectedly, the fear on his face disappeared, and instead revealed a triumphant grin.
A pistol slipped out of his sleeve, and while he was holding it in his hand, it was directly pressed against Karls' chest after he bent down.
Even though Karls was a contractor, he could not react to this sudden change, and a trace of shock flashed in his pupils.
However, no gunshots were heard.
The ferocious smile on Moses' face quickly turned into confusion, but Karls's horror quickly turned into ecstasy. He grabbed the pistol and twisted Moses' arm to the side.
Seeing the exquisite pistol in his hand, Carl suddenly laughed:
"Idiot, you really don't know how to use a gun or activate the safety?"
Moses also realized this, but it was already over at this time. The pistol had been taken away from him and fell into the hands of Karls.
Karls clicked the safety button lightly and pointed the gun at Karls:
"What a sinister idea. I pretended to collect the body of my mistress and maid, but actually I went to get the gun from the cupboard."
"What a pity, you are so stupid!"
After saying that, the ferocious smile turned to Karls' face this time, and he said fiercely:
"Because you are my employer, I can spare your life, but in exchange for your password!"
Moses' last resort had been exposed, but a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth:
"We have to wait for the Holy Son to come!"
"We have to wait for the Holy Son to come. We have to wait."
"Even if you kill me"
Moses had closed his eyes.
Karls would never let him go. Even if he cooperated and handed over the password, he knew that he would not be able to escape being killed.
As long as he grits his teeth, even if he suffers some physical pain, Karls will never really kill him.
Just hold on until the Son of God arrives!
Click!
There was a crisp sound, and the bones of Moses's arm were crushed directly by Kars, and the flesh and blood burst out from the pale fracture, which was terrible to see.
Seeing such a tragic situation, everyone behind them all took a few steps back, and no one dared to step forward and speak.
Moses cried out in pain, sweat dripping from his forehead.
Karls’s eyes are bloodshot:
"Tell me immediately so I can ask the lame doctor to bandage you, otherwise you will bleed to death."
"Otherwise, I will attack your other arm."
Moses gritted his teeth and cursed intermittently:
"When the Holy Son comes, you will die without a place to die!"
"The treasury belongs to the Holy Son!"
"You~~" Kars immediately raised his foot and was about to attack Moses' other arm.
At this time, I heard laughter suddenly coming from the vault:
"etc!"
This sound was like a sound of nature to Moses, who was near coma, and like a nightmare to Karls.
