Volume 14: Devastation Chapter 694 Traffic Jam
"What's wrong? Keep quibbling, keep making excuses? Why don't you speak?" The boss sitting in the shadows questioned while picking up the coffee cup on the table and taking a sip.
The two sturdy men sitting on the sofa could vaguely hear the subtle sound of liquid sliding down the mouth into the throat, but that was definitely not the sound of smooth coffee, but rather a sticky substance similar to snot.
The hairs on the backs of both men couldn't help but stand up.
"Now, the Undead Crew and the Security Bureau may find this place . It is too late to leave. Be prepared for a fight to the death." The boss sneered, took out a metal box from under the table and threw it out.
The box landed accurately between the two sturdy men, and with the cushion of the sofa, it did not make the expected noise.
The sturdy man sitting on the right side picked up the box with some trembling and opened it... Lying in the foam cushion were two plastic syringes, each containing a few milliliters of clear liquid that looked like water.
But the two strong men's breathing suddenly became rapid.
"You all know what to do when the time comes, right?" The BOSS's sinister voice floated to the ears of the two.
"Understood...Understood." The two nodded stiffly.
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I want you to do." The boss added, "After injecting this, you will have at least five minutes of sobriety. Remember to go to the basement and release my pet... Don't worry, it will recognize you as its own kind and won't swallow you whole."
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It is about two kilometers away from the headquarters of Xinxing Chamber of Commerce.
The speed limit inside the economic development zone is 30 mph, but since it is lunchtime, there are a lot of cars and people coming and going on the road, and the number of people manning the traffic control is more than half less than usual. Add to that the people who came to participate in the ethnic costume exhibition, and several intersections with heavy pedestrian and vehicle traffic were directly blocked, including Ke Lan and others who had been driving at a snail's pace.
"Ah... It's completely blocked..." Sakurai Na looked out the window while drinking her after-meal milk tea, "There's no sign of movement ahead... Where are the people responsible for traffic control? Isn't their work efficiency too low?"
"The department responsible for traffic control and guidance is the same as the department responsible for public security management... Don't expect high efficiency at this time." Ke Lan sighed, took out two pistols from the glove box, and inserted them into the holsters under his ribs.
"I just asked the person in charge of dispatch. There was a traffic accident at the intersection ahead, and they are currently cleaning up the scene... It will conservatively take more than an hour for them to finish cleaning and restore the road to normal," said Aya.
"Am I going to stay here forever?" Sakurai Nai drank up the remaining milk tea in the cup in one gulp and asked unwillingly.
"We have no choice but to get off the bus and walk." Ke Lan zipped up his coat, then put on a mask, a pair of sunglasses and a baseball cap, and finally put on the hood of his coat - although this outfit would be a little eye-catching if taken alone, it would not be so conspicuous if it was mixed in with a group of people in "strange costumes".
"This is the only way." Aya nodded. She didn't need to carry any weapons - her new body was her weapon - she opened the car door and got out.
"Wait for me!" Sakurai Na pulled out a tissue and quickly wiped her lips, but just when she was about to push the door, the door was held open by Ke Lan from outside.
"You stay in the car." Ke Lan said.
"Why?!" Sakurai Na's eyes widened.
"You are a non-combatant and do not need to participate in the next steps." Ke Lan lowered her voice and spoke to Sakurai Na quickly, "And we need someone to stay and watch the car. When the traffic is restored, you drive the car to the location marked as point D in the navigation ... Remember, this is very important!"
"But I'm a doctor. If any of you are injured..."
"We don't need a doctor for this operation, and we won't get hurt... Besides, we don't have any extra manpower to ensure your safety. You don't want to be a burden to Asano Akira, do you?" Ke Lan interrupted her. "To be honest with you, this car is loaded with a lot of support equipment, which can save lives. If we get into trouble, we will evacuate to point D as soon as possible. Your mission is to pick us up, which is also very important. Do you understand?"
"I understand!" Sakurai Na was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
"Okay, let's go." Ke Lan and Aya exchanged glances and nodded.
The three of them slipped through the gap between the vehicles and soon walked to the sidewalk nearby. Then they dispersed inconspicuously, keeping a distance of twenty to thirty meters between each other and blended into the crowd.
Ke Lan was leaning against a building, holding his cell phone, pretending to be a "head-down person", but in fact he was always observing the reflections of the glass windows of the shops on the street, repeatedly confirming whether anyone was following or observing him.
Their goal was not to wipe out all the remnants of the heretical sects lurking in this area... Otherwise, they could just send in the garrison troops and the Security Bureau's field teams, but there were obviously more than one remnant of the heretical sects lurking on the Ark... What Ke Lan wanted was to eradicate all the cancer on the entire Ark once and for all.
Otherwise, under the continuous harassment of this group of people, the progress of subsequent disaster relief and reconstruction work will be greatly affected .
He couldn't just use a hammer to hit the hole where a mole's head popped out, like playing whack-a-mole.
The correct approach is to pour red-hot molten iron into the hole, along the connected passages, and scald to death all the rats hiding underground.
And now, he is looking for the hole that can pour molten iron in.
