Chapter 46 Chapter 45 The Chase

Where is Heisenberg? !

Zhuang Xuteng felt his whole head explode, and his scalp and hair exploded. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his breathing became rapid, so that blood carrying more oxygen could enter the brain faster.

He was born to be a mercenary - Ge Gongdao's evaluation was absolutely correct. At this critical moment, Zhuang Xuteng concentrated all his energy on his brain, accelerated it, and focused on the most important project. He did not waste time thinking about "what happened here", but focused on one question: where could Heisenberg go?

"That thing was there, this thing is here, and the angle of the table has also changed slightly. The stun grenade has no impact force, and this movement can only be pushed, bumped, and touched by Heisenberg!"

Comparing the scene in front of him with the fresh memory before leaving, Zhuang Xuteng immediately found a lot of changes, and drew a picture of Heisenberg's stumbling movement in his mind. So, he immediately took out the bone spear pistol from under the table, put it on his finger, and continued to catch up with the cushion in small steps.

Going deeper from their workbench, the main thing along the way is shelves filled with various parts. In addition to pistols, other shadow slaves are also made here, so a large number of electrical housings and accessories are stored, ready for reference and comparison. Since his studies did not involve this field - it is supposed to be a required lesson before making a pistol - Zhuang Xuteng has not come here many times and his impression is not deep. But he knows one thing very well: Heisenberg once asked him to clean up the house, and that time he aligned all the shelves.

Now the shelf is a little crooked, and it looks like it was hit by a shoulder. Zhuang Xuteng can imagine how Heisenberg walks: he can hardly stand steadily, and can only rush from one row of shelves to another, bumping into them, leaning on them, regaining balance, and then continuing to move forward. Where is he going? How far ahead is he?

"Bang!" There was a collision sound from the front, and a low curse, which was obviously Heisenberg's voice. Zhuang Xuteng immediately accelerated and followed the sound, but he was not reckless enough to rush in without preparation. He picked up a radio panel on the shelf and threw it hard in the direction of the sound. All he heard was the part hitting the roof and the shelf, causing a chain collision and a series of clattering sounds.

"Swoosh! Boom..."

This sound was not unfamiliar, it was obviously a ghost energy bullet fired from a pistol. On the night of 623, when the PCPD and the riot strike team fired this thing at the crowd, several rounds hit the wall next to Zhuang Xuteng, which left a deep impression on him. At that time, he was very afraid of being killed by the impact, but there was nothing he could do, he could only be paralyzed and wait for the verdict of fate. Now he was moving forward towards the sound of gunfire, not only was he not afraid, but he also felt excited.

It was getting closer, very close, he could already see Heisenberg's staggering figure from the shadow of the shelf. So he raised his hand and took the lead in firing a shot in that direction.

It was his first time firing a gun, he had no experience, so he just treated it as a test shot. The ring of the bone spear pistol vibrated on his finger, making a whimpering sound, like the wind blowing through the tree hole of a dead tree, and like a ghost crying on a grave, it sounded creepy.

Then, a dark grey ghost energy bullet flew out from the fingertips, with a gust of cold wind. Zhuang Xuteng could clearly see the core of the energy bullet, which was a darker grey, and its configuration was very similar to the phalanges of fingers. The bone spear energy bullet turned lightly through the gaps between the goods on the shelf and rushed straight to Heisenberg.

"Despicable guy!" Heisenberg fell forward and barely avoided the attack. The bone spear energy bullet flew over and hit the wall, making a small hole with a bang, deep enough to fit a whole finger.

It was reasonable that he missed. The vibration when firing a pistol will affect aiming. Not only did the finger point deflected, but his eyes also became blurred. It felt like just leaving the tunnel and coming into the bright sunlight, and the pupil size needed to be adjusted immediately, thus losing focus.

A good gunman should overcome this feeling through practice.

The "biting" feeling of the pistol also needs to be overcome through practice. After firing a shot, Zhuang Xuteng's right arm was cold, as if it was numb from freezing, his movements were stiff, his reactions were delayed, and he needed time to recover. This was definitely a weakness, but he believed that Heisenberg's situation would be worse.

Heisenberg's pistol was only suitable for the strong men of the Wild Monkey Gang. It caused severe pain, which was more serious than the cold in terms of intensity and harm. Zhuang Xuteng vaguely saw one of his arms hanging down, and he was afraid that he could not lift it up, and he would definitely not be able to fire a second shot in a short time.

"You will die here, I promise!" Heisenberg knelt on the ground and crawled forward with his legs and one hand. He never had the opportunity to look back to check on Xiaofen's situation, but only judged the distance from the sound of the gunshot. He came to the wall while spitting blood, then took out the shock pen with his bloody hand and pressed it with gritted teeth.

"Buzz!" The shock wave hit, and Zhuang Xuteng's whole body shook, and he began to tremble all over again. Fortunately, he was prepared. He was wearing a crude oil water mattress, which absorbed a lot of shadow energy, and the damage he suffered would be reduced, which allowed him to respond.

Crouching down, covering his head, and hiding completely in the mat, Zhuang Xuteng did the turtle-shell trick. It was not a pleasant feeling to be in there, it felt like the whole person was being shaken back and forth, and at the same time, a frying pan kept hitting his head. Fortunately, "uncomfortable" was not "unbearable", Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth and endured it, and at the same time took the time to rub his arm to make it recover as soon as possible.

The shock pen stopped. If there was no cushion blocking it, Zhuang Xuteng should be lying on the ground twitching, and he would be completely unable to move for five or six minutes. He should definitely not be as agile as a rabbit jumping out of a hole.

Going around the last shelf, Heisenberg was not there, but there was a hole in the wall near the floor, with light coming out from it and the sound of climbing a ladder. It turned out that there was a secret door leading to the top, no wonder Heisenberg wanted to escape here. Zhuang Xuteng rushed forward to the hole, his body slid on the fresh blood on the ground, and then he went in.

His upper body entered the hole, and there was a skylight above his head. The skylight was about two meters wide, and there was a metal horizontal ladder extending upward on the wall on one side. Heisenberg was about five meters away from him. There was a horizontal opening there, which was probably another secret exit of the skylight, and he had already started to drill in.

"Woo~~Swoosh!" Zhuang Xuteng fired decisively. Within five meters, the energy bullet can also turn and track, and it would be too embarrassing if he missed it again. This time, Zhuang Xuteng did not lose face.

The bone spear hit Heisenberg's buttocks. After a loud bang, skin, flesh and fat splattered on the wall, and Heisenberg screamed. But his life was tenacious, and he was still crawling forward, trying to leave the patio through the secret passage and continue to avoid the pursuers.

Zhuang Xuteng didn't dare to let him run away, so he endured the paralysis of the cold and fired another shot at Heisenberg. He thought of Heisenberg's posture in his mind, which made the bone spear make a sharp lateral turn when it reached the entrance of the secret passage, and also rushed in. "Bang!" Heisenberg's feet exposed in the patio shook, then slowly pulled out and entered the secret passage.

Can you still move? So strong, are you also an orangutan? Zhuang Xuteng gritted his teeth, let out a dull roar, and then began to climb up. At this time, he could hardly use his right hand at all, so he could only rely on the strength of his left hand and two feet, and use his chin to hold the ladder when necessary, so that he could reach out and grab it.

After climbing up one level, he also got into the horizontal secret passage. The door of the secret passage was open, and Heisenberg lay motionless on the floor outside the exit, in the middle of the pool of blood he had created. There was a hole in his back and his buttocks were blown open. These two attacks took his life.

Fortunately, he finally died. Zhuang Xuteng crawled out of the secret passage. The blood left by Heisenberg was sticky and slippery, like a grudge, entangled with him. The smell of blood and the smell of broken internal organs were disgusting, and Zhuang Xuteng felt his stomach tightening. It was because he had been maintaining the minimum amount of food during this period, and there was nothing in his stomach, otherwise he would definitely vomit here.

He took away the shock pen, took off the wild monkey gang pistol, emptied Heisenberg's pockets, and closed his eyes. Zhuang Xuteng tried to focus his mind on "what to do next" to avoid always thinking about "killing someone". In addition to the shadow slave for self-defense and killing, he also got three keys and a gold chain with a blue gem in Heisenberg's relics.

He still had jewelry with him. Was he going to give it to someone? Zhuang Xuteng couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and put all the things in his pocket. Then he began to look around carefully.

This must be the second underground floor. He is currently in a long and narrow room. Comparing the size of the room on the first floor, this compartment, which is only two meters wide, should be behind a wall. It is part of the dark room. The wider area of ​​the second underground floor is behind the wall, and Heisenberg must have thought of going there.

"There must be a door on the wall." Zhuang Xuteng stood up and searched with the light from the entrance of the secret passage from the skylight. Sure enough, he found the handle of the sliding door. He lay on the secret door and listened carefully. From the opposite side, there was the humming sound of the fan, the beeping sound of some electronic equipment, and a faint groan. Since there was a groan, there must be someone. As long as he went over, there would be a risk of exposure.

"No need... no need." Zhuang Xuteng rubbed his arm. His right arm could barely move, but he still couldn't use it. He felt a tingling pain from the skin to the muscles. "Heisenberg is dead, the commission is completed, but I haven't been able to get out safely. Even if there is a living shadow from Hercules on the second floor underground, I can't fight in my current state."

It's still unknown what's outside the door, and Zhuang Xuteng doesn't know whether there are traps on the door or whether there will be surveillance inside, so he decided not to act rashly. Sitting down to recover his strength and thinking calmly, Zhuang Xuteng decided to leave the Wild Monkey Gang building immediately.

It's fine to leave Heisenberg's body here. I can't carry him away, right? Zhuang Xuteng climbed back to the patio and continued to climb up along the ladder. The patio turned at the first floor underground and became a corridor parallel to the ground, extending into the distance. He estimated that he had climbed about 400 meters and saw another door in front of him.

This is a watertight door. Through the door, you can vaguely hear the sound of water flowing, and it feels that the speed is not slow. There is a palm print electronic switch on one side of the door, and the palm-shaped border line on it is very conspicuous.

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