Volume 6: Blood Rain Chapter 02: Butcher (Part 1)
Mondonioni used a dagger to temporarily trim the hair and beards of everyone. Anyway, they were all wearing prison guard uniforms, so they made some minor modifications and tore off all the epaulettes and other police insignia on their clothes. Combined with the dirt that was already on their bodies, the group of people really looked like workers. Mondonioni then patiently taught everyone a lesson, explaining how to talk to people: expression, tone, movements, etc., and this went on for another two hours.
Led by highway killer Cole, the group began to move towards New York. After crossing a mountain pass, the group cheered. In front of them was a small town. From a distance, the town had seven or eight streets, but police lights flashed from time to time. The gun leader discussed with Mok and Oni as they walked. One was a special forces soldier with rich combat experience, and the other was an old liar who had escaped for decades. After the three of them discussed it, they felt that it would be best not to alert others. If there was any accident, they would directly capture the police station. But the speed must be fast, so fast that the police would not have time to call for help.
Maybe God was blind, or maybe this group of people was forgiven by God. The thirteen people easily sneaked into a farm. Rodlo was extremely excited when he saw the farm. Like a sow in heat, he kept gesturing to the rifleman, signaling him to go in and take a look. The rifleman smiled and nodded in agreement. Rodlo danced and entered the yard. This small farm has a three-story building, a glass vegetable greenhouse, and a circle of breeding houses.
After Rodlo entered, he looked around like a simple farmer who saw something new. The gun captain and others were lurking far away and saw Rodlo talking to a middle-aged man. After a while, the middle-aged man happily invited Rodlo into the house. The gun captain and Moker looked at each other for a few times, both showing worried expressions. Don't let this guy get suspicious. If this family reports the case or something, it will be terrible.
About half an hour later, Rodlo, holding a bottle of wine in his left hand, shouted to the gun captain and others: "Come on. Come on!" The gun captain still felt uneasy, but Ji Er smiled and said: "He is a crazy butcher, there shouldn't be any problem." After that, he walked out first, and the gun captain and others thought about it. Who is a good bird here? Damn! Being so nervous by this guy, the gun captain laughed at himself: "It seems that we don't have weak people here, and there are no guys that everyone needs to worry about." Everyone laughed secretly and entered the house together.
Although Jier had reminded him, Rodlo was a famous crazy butcher. The gun captain still felt like vomiting when he saw the scene. Oni was the first to rush out. He squatted at the door and retched non-stop. If he had not eaten for a long time, he would have emptied his stomach again by now. Rodlo was extremely excited. He kept walking around, as if he was entertaining a group of close friends. He wanted to introduce his home to them, but he didn't know where to start. The excited look made it impossible to connect him with the blood in front of him. Adams kept swaying in front of the three corpses, as if forcing himself. His arms kept shaking, and he wanted to reach out to the corpses. He shrank back and the gun captain said to him, "Adams, you are responsible for cleaning up the corpses, and the others will clean up the house. Damn Rodlo, don't you know how to keep things clean?"
There were three bodies. The middle-aged man who greeted Rodlo had his neck cut by a fruit knife. The other two looked like an elderly couple. They were stabbed seven or eight times, but it was unclear which one was the fatal wound. The gun chief called Rodlo over and asked, "There should be others. Did you kill them all?" Rodlo's face turned red. As soon as he opened his mouth to say "I, I, I", the gun chief said impatiently, "Sing it!" Rodlo quickly got ready and sang to the gun chief, "His name is Amovi. He has a wife and two daughters. He went to the town to see a doctor." The gun chief nodded and said, "Now stay quiet and drink less. If you get drunk, I'll stuff your head into your asshole!" Rodlo nodded and sang, "I will definitely obey your orders."
After Moker and the others cleaned up the living room, the gunner came to the kitchen. Fortunately, Rodlo had not made it dirty. Newman and Hardaway started to prepare a table of food in less than ten minutes. Oni had recovered after vomiting. For such a knowledgeable person, it was very powerful to adjust his state. The gunner could not help but secretly admire him. He thought he could not eat anything because of the vomiting sound just now, but now it seems that he is the one who eats the most.
After dinner, the gunner continued to let Mokle lead the group of soldiers on alert, and O'Neal began to search slowly from upstairs to downstairs. Johnson followed behind him with a large basket in his hand. O'Neal kept throwing things he found into it, paint, glue, clothes, hair dye, and collected them for almost ten minutes before returning to the living room. The gunner found a basin of vegetable oil and took off the mask on his face. For several months, he had been wearing this thing, and the gunner felt his face was numb and itchy. When he took it off, he immediately let out a long breath, feeling comfortable, and finally liberated.
But when he looked at his face in the mirror, the gun commander was shocked. His face was no longer as white as jade. There were bright red knife marks on his forehead, brow bone, nose bridge and both sides of his face. Some skin even began to ulcerate. When he poured water on it, the gun commander gasped in pain. How could this happen? The gun commander was terrified. What happened to my face? Enduring the pain, the gun commander used the facial cleanser in the bathroom to wash it, but when he looked up again after washing, he was already scared and at a loss! The whole face was covered with red spots, and the skin on the red spots had already ulcerated. The vertical and horizontal knife marks were particularly eye-catching. The gun commander stared at the mirror blankly, his eyelids kept jumping, and he was a little out of control at this time. He looked around and saw a bottle of beauty skin cream. He squeezed it out and smeared it on his face, but the effect was very poor. The gun commander began to curse Xu Mei'er in his heart, screwing your mother... It's not right to think about it, how could this happen? Maybe it was the result of not taking off the mask for several months. Now the gun commander didn't dare to wear the mask anymore, but he didn't have the courage to go out, for fear of being laughed at by outsiders.
He had been standing in front of the mirror in a daze. When Morkel knocked on the door, he came to his senses and opened the door. Morkel was startled. He looked at the chief and pointed at his face and said in surprise: "Nick...your face..." The chief smiled bitterly and shook the mask in his hand and said: "I have been wearing this, and after a long time..." The others were also shocked to see the chief's appearance. Oni tilted his head and looked at the chief for a while, then asked: "Have you had plastic surgery?"
The gun captain was overjoyed when he heard this. Maybe Oni could help him. "Yes, I had a plastic surgery in Hong Kong. What do you think happened to my face?" Oni shook his head and said, "It's a big problem. One year after the plastic surgery, the face cannot be injured. You may have worn the mask for too long. The skin on your face cannot metabolize. It seems that you have to go to the hospital for treatment." The gun captain was very anxious when he heard this. Could it be that he needed another plastic surgery? "Do you need another plastic surgery?"
O'Neal smiled and shook his head, saying, "It shouldn't be necessary. Don't worry. Just take the medicine and it will be fine." The gun captain then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at everyone. They had all changed their makeup. Ji'er became a middle-aged man with a big beard and a cigarette holder in his mouth. There were some wrinkles and spots on his face, while the tall rapist Johnson became a black man. His head was shaved black and shiny, and he showed a mouthful of white teeth when he smiled. As expected, he was a dentist, and his teeth were as healthy as those of black people. The others had changed a lot. The only one who gave O'Neal a headache was Rodlo. This guy's appearance was too obvious. He had squinted eyes, stuttered when he spoke, and had a small fat belly. O'Neal had to put a pair of sunglasses on him and make him bald. He insisted that he could not speak, and sing when asked. Anyway, this kind of thing is not surprising in the United States, so he said he was an opera lover. Rodlo was also very happy because the gun captain praised him for being a singer now.
O'Neal was busy until the evening and finally finished all the work. Fortunately, there were many people in the family, so they could wear the clothes after some alterations. Johnson was still wearing the prison guard uniform as there was no suitable one for him to change into. The chief of staff dressed up as a sallow-faced Chinese worker.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of a car finally came. The gun chief waved his hand, and everyone dispersed. Several women came towards the house chattering. Morkel, Carolyn and Newman quietly went up from the side and knocked out three people, then brought them into the living room. Johnson was the first to shout: "Mr. Morkel, please give me the man." Those eyes stared at Morkel as if he was looking at a lover, extremely gentle and affectionate. The gun chief smiled and said, "Give it to him!"
Johnson stepped forward and gently took the woman from Mokle's hand. He looked at her carefully. Not bad, about 40 years old. He lifted up the faces of the other two girls. Even the gun captain was a little moved. The two girls were twins, about 20 years old, with extremely sexy bodies, but with some freckles on their faces and a big mouth. Among this group of people, only Johnson and the gun captain had the desire to rape women. The others looked and walked away. They were only interested in killing people. Johnson held the twins under his armpits and walked to the second floor. When he passed by the gun captain, he asked, "Do you want to come?" The gun captain seemed very hesitant. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head. He went through an extremely painful struggle in his heart. It's not that he didn't want to rape, but he was afraid to be with Johnson. Ji Er once said that Johnson was very perverted and would chop people to death when women climaxed! The gun captain didn't want to be impotent. When he thought about someone killing people crazily while he was doing something, he would definitely get sick.
After Johnson went up, he came down again and carried the middle-aged woman upstairs. When he passed by the gun captain, he asked again: "Are you really not coming? Are you sure?" The gun captain's Adam's apple moved a few times, and finally shook his head firmly and said: "I'm sure!" Johnson shook his head and said: "What a wonderful enjoyment, didn't you see those two lovely girls? They are opening their legs to welcome you." The gun captain felt a fire in his heart constantly running, and asked uncontrollably: "Can you not kill people?" Johnson was stunned for a moment, then looked at the gun captain and said helplessly: "I don't know! Really, if I can control it, I will never kill anyone!" The gun captain smiled bitterly and said: "That looks very difficult, forget it, go and have fun!"
Rodlo rubbed against the gun master's side, hummed for a long time before whispering to the gun master: "I, I want to... go and take a look." The gun master also wanted to take a look. He always had this kind of voyeuristic mentality, but when he thought about how much this guy admired him, he must not let anyone look down on him. The gun master pretended to be very generous and said: "Go, you can not only take a look, if you want, Johnson will give you one."
Seeing Rodlo go upstairs happily, the gun captain couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. He was imagining how the two-meter-tall Johnson fucked a woman. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He kept muttering in his mind, afraid that he couldn't help it, so he said to O'Neill: "There may not be enough cars. You are all experts. Find a way to get a car that won't be discovered." O'Neill was reading a book. The gun captain took the book from him and saw that it was The Bridges of Madison County! The gun captain couldn't help but think of Dalin and the crazy night in the guard room.
O'Neal called Newman and Carolyn out together. After a while, the car started. The gun captain was still in a daze. At this time, a woman's scream came from upstairs. The gun captain's heart contracted. Damn, these two bastards, can't they keep their voices down? He stood up alone and kept walking around in the living room. The noise upstairs became more and more unbearable. Ji'er played with the fruit knife in his hand indifferently . This knife was used by Rodlo to kill people. Hardaway and Morkel chatted calmly. Karon Shabaf had gone out long ago. Adams and Kerr looked at each other like a pair of fighting cocks. The atmosphere was a little tense. The gun captain walked over and looked at the two of them: "Want to fight? Or do you dislike them?"
Adams said with a smile: "No, no, I like Cole, the smell of blood on him is fascinating!" Cole looked at Adams with a dull face, his mouth twitching, which made people feel very uncomfortable. The gun master was afraid that the two would fight, so he warned: "No internal fighting! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Cole looked at the gun master and said nothing. Adams said to Cole gently: "I love him!" The gun master was shocked when he heard this. These two guys couldn't be gay. Cole nodded when he heard Adams' confession, and his eyes became gentle. The gun master felt his back tingling and turned around and walked towards Shashiduo. The gun expert was constantly fiddling with the tool in his hand. I don't know where he got the tool from. The submachine gun was messed up by him and was all over the floor.
The gun master squatted on the ground, enduring the obscene screams from upstairs with great difficulty. Damn, it sounds so good! Should I go up and take a look? Will Rodlo start to do it too? Thinking of his fat belly shaking on the woman's body, the gun master felt itchy in his heart. He had been locked up for three months, and now he heard the live broadcast again. It was really a mental torture!
Ji'er suddenly said to the gun captain: "Let's go and have a look! I'll go with you." The gun captain looked at Ji'er in shock and didn't react for a while. The others started laughing and the gun captain looked a little uncomfortable. Ji'er said: "I heard that you Chinese are very conservative when it comes to sex." After saying that, he winked at the gun captain mischievously. The gun captain saw that he had stood up and started to go upstairs. He hesitated and didn't know whether he should follow him. Shashido suddenly looked up and said to the gun captain: "Don't go! You will never want to have sex again after seeing this!"
