kvmb Chapter 104 Killer
Chapter 104 Killer
Before Alan and the others left, two unfamiliar black faces came into the narrow corridor at the entrance of the main house.
"Come here."
Zhang Qiang lit a cigar and waved to the two black men in the corridor.
Two men, one tall and one short, came over. The tall black man had dreadlocks and wore a sexy red down jacket, while the short black man was bald and wore an old jacket.
"Hunter? Herman?"
Zhang Qiang asked, staring into their eyes.
The Asian man in front of them was leaning lazily on the sofa, with his head slightly tilted back and his chin raised to look at them.
Hunter, a tall young black man, tried to look Zhang Qiang in the eye, but after looking directly into his deep black eyes, he was overwhelmed by an inexplicable sense of fear and lowered his head unconsciously:
"I'm Hunter..."
"My name is Hermann, sir."
The short black man had kept his head down, and now he responded with lowered eyebrows and submissive eyes.
Zhang Qiang nodded and continued, "Do you have tattoos?"
Hunter nodded hesitantly and Herman shook his head. They didn't know what Zhang Qiang wanted them to do by name, but they knew that the Asian man in front of them was an important person, so they could only answer the question obediently.
"Take off the upper half of your outer clothing and allow inspection."
Zhang Qiang smiled, his eyes changed, and he spoke to the two of them as if he was observing goods.
Hunter's expression suddenly changed, his face trembled and he wanted to say something, but Hermann beside him remained obedient and took off his clothes.
Zhang Qiang looked at Hermann and drew a circle in the air with his fingers, signaling him to turn around.
Hermann turned around obediently, not daring to say a word.
After checking Hermann, Zhang Qiang looked at Hunter, who was standing still, in surprise and said:
"He's finished checking! What are you doing? Why don't you take off your clothes?"
Hunter gritted his teeth, his pride making him unable to resist arguing: "Sir...it's winter now..."
Hunter couldn't accept the way Zhang Qiang looked at the goods. Before the disaster, he was a rapper and worked part-time selling hot dogs in the community.
As we all know, black rappers like to use gang-related and racial words, so Hunter was very disgusted with Zhang Qiang's look.
"This is an order."
Zhang Qiang responded indifferently.
Hunter had no choice but to take off his clothes, revealing his lean upper body. There was a stag's head tattooed on his chest, with two shotguns under the stag's head.
As for other parts of his body, there are tattoos of guns and bullets on his arms and shoulders, as well as a dagger piercing his heart.
Zhang Qiang commented with a smile: "Looks like he's quite social, is he in a gang?"
"I…"
"Take a turn."
Before Hunter could finish speaking, Zhang Qiang deliberately interrupted him and asked him to turn around like Hermann.
"Fake..."
Hunter gritted his teeth and muttered something under his breath, but he still chose to turn around honestly.
Seeing Hunter surrender, Zhang Qiang still had no good feelings towards him because he heard Hunter muttering curses.
"Okay, go ahead and do your work."
After the simple compliance review was completed, Zhang Qiang felt bored and waved his hand to signal the two to get out. Herman could stay, but Hunter would definitely be cleared out later.
Zhang Qiang now needs to refresh several batches of ammunition in preparation for the third factory plan.
Alan, who was still walking in the corridor, witnessed the whole process of Zhang Qiang's interrogation of Hunter and Herman. She opened her eyes wide, as if she had figured something out.
Hunter and Herman walked out of the main house, and Hunter, filled with anger, finally couldn't help but complain:
"This damn yellow monkey, who does he think he is?! If I had a gun, I would let him know who is the boss!!"
Hermann glanced at Hunter indifferently. The two were not familiar with each other. He was nearly twenty years older than Hunter and had more experience in the society.
"He's the boss, don't mess with him."
Herman reminded calmly.
"you…!?"
Hunter was obviously still unconvinced and wanted to continue talking nonsense with a ferocious expression.
Seeing this, Herman quickened his pace and walked away, determined to cut ties with the only two black compatriots on the farm. (The other one was T.)
After a brief contact with Zhang Qiang, Herman could sense that this Asian leader in power was not a good person, and now that order had collapsed, he did not want to provoke a ruthless man with hundreds of soldiers under his command.
Hunter was thrown away by Herman, cursing Herman as a coward. He was about to return to his tent area when someone pulled the back corner of his down jacket.
Turning around, Hunter saw Alan with big watery eyes, and two little boys beside her.
"Sir, can you do us a favor..."
Alan said weakly with pleading eyes.
Hunter's anger dissipated by half, the little Loli's healing power was full. It is said that we reject childish aesthetics, but humans are born to like cute things.
Even cats, which are natural killers, are very cute in the eyes of humans...
"No problem sweetheart. What do you need from me?"
Hunter leaned over and asked.
"I lost the pocket watch my mother gave me. I wanted to ask the principal to send someone to help me find it, but he refused..."
Alan had a sad expression on his little face.
Hunter couldn't help but snort coldly. He knew that the Asian was not a good guy. There were so many soldiers on the farm, so what if one or two of them went out to help the girls?
"Don't worry sweetheart, what's your name? I happen to be free right now, so I can take you out before it's daybreak."
Hunter patted his chest to show that he was willing to help.
"My name is Alan, he's Patrick, and he's Eric."
Alan introduced himself and his friends.
"Hello, Patrick, Eric..."
Hunter looked at the two boys and called out their names to greet them, only to find that they were shaking for no apparent reason.
Hunter frowned when he got no response. He was very sensitive to such impolite behavior, even if the other party were two children.
Hunter went back to the tent area to pack up, picked up a dagger for self-defense, and then led the three little ones towards the farm gate.
When passing the sentry post in front of the door, the guards saw Alan and wanted to say some jokes to greet him, but were stopped by Alan's cold eyes.
Hunter walked ahead of Alan, completely oblivious to these gruesome details.
An adult and three children walked into the woods and began to search aimlessly. Alan mentioned a place from time to time and kept guiding Hunter to the south.
After a while, until the group reached the edge of the woods and came to the road leading to the town, Hunter realized that he had been several kilometers away from the farm.
At this time they had been away from the farm for almost two hours, and Hunter felt some pain in the soles of his feet because he had been walking for too long.
"Why don't we just stop here today, Alan? It's not safe to keep looking."
Hunter turned around with the dagger in his hand. He was about to bend down and say something to comfort Alan, but he found that the three children were already five or six steps away from him.
"What are you...?"
Under Hunter's puzzled gaze, Alan reached for the large backpack behind Patrick.
Hunter reached out his hand in confusion, trying to get closer to them, but Alan and the other two all stepped back and continued to stay away from him.
"Hey, are you guys playing a prank?!!"
Hunter sensed something was wrong.
The edge of the forest was blocked by a dark cloud, and the surroundings seemed a little dim. The three children stood on the ground covered with broken leaves, staring at him silently without saying a word.
"Keep moving forward."
Alan suddenly spoke, speaking coldly to Hunter.
"Little girl, don't do these pranks! It's really boring!"
The atmosphere made Hunter feel weird, and his mood inevitably became depressed. He reminded Alan in a serious tone.
"Keep moving forward, or this is the end."
Alan reached into the backpack behind Patrick and pointed a black pistol with a suppressor steadily at Hunter.
"Fuck?! This is a toy! I'm warning you girl! Don't joke around like that!! This is fucking disgusting!!"
Hunter hasn't figured out the situation yet. He doesn't believe the gun in Alan's hand is real.
"There's no point talking to him. Let's just stop here."
The Asian boy Eric looked around. He had long since gotten over his fear because he understood what Alan wanted to do.
Alan rarely shows any expression on her face. Once she smiles, it usually means that she has dangerous thoughts.
The three of them have been together for a long time and have long understood each other's habits.
This is why Eric and Patrick were frightened when they saw Alan acting so pitiful towards anyone other than Zhang Qiang on the farm.
"Ok."
Alan agreed with Eric's words and pulled the trigger with a cold expression.
sudden!!!
After the dull sound of gunfire, a bloody hole suddenly appeared on Hunter's forehead, and his expression remained as serious as before his death...