If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 231 The Grand Awakening (Two in One)

Thunder roared and rain fell.

In the factory, Dwight stood on the side and carefully observed the boy who walked out of the storm under the warm yellow light. Even wearing a black windbreaker could not conceal the youthful taste in the boy's bones.Dwight claims to be very accurate in identifying people. If he guesses correctly, this "temporary commissioner" probably has his son in high school who should be the same age as the other party, 16, at most 17, but his 17-year-old stinky When the boy was still flying leaves in the school toilet, the boy was already smuggling cultural relics with the gangsters, and it seemed that this was not his first time.

As usual, the neckline of the boy's black windbreaker has a silver half-decayed world tree, and Dwight finally began to search in his mind which terrorist organization's code name this is. There are dozens of youthful feelings in such a young boy. It is twice as fierce and imposing, and it reminds people of those horrible boy scouts who grew up in the dens of drug lords. I am afraid that they have had as many lives on their hands as he did. Compared with this, he wished his son would fly more Leaf, at least that would not be life-threatening.

"I want to inspect the munitions before the forklift brings them in."

Lin Nian took out a paper towel from his windbreaker pocket to dry his hands, and the Aryan man at the side immediately took the waste paper towel and put it in his pocket.

He said this sentence in a declarative sentence, not a prayer sentence, which meant that he didn't give Dwight and his gang any room to think about it.

"Just now your friend has experienced the goods."

"What I want to test is what's inside."

"But it's not in line with the rules."

Dwight tried his best to keep his voice low so that he could suppress his fear and nervousness. Even if the other party came from a strange background, he didn't want to show timidity in front of a 17-year-old kid. It was a matter of face. Even if the guys who are living for nothing meet an alien one day, they have to pull out their guns and hit its frog head and shout fiercely: welcome_to_street!

"Rules? Whose rules?" Lin Nian turned around and asked.

"Those who hang out on the streets always have our own rules!"

wrong answer.

Without giving the answer the other party wanted, Dwight clearly felt that a knife-like gaze was on him, and he wanted to look back at Jiang Qianglong in front of him more aggressively. , but just from the corner of the eye when he saw the pale golden eyes of the other party, he couldn't help trembling in his calves, and couldn't help scolding himself inwardly, what happened today?In reality, none of the farts came out.

"Inspect." Lin Nian said flatly.

After hearing the instructions, the Aryan man on the side walked straight towards the gang members who were blocking things, which made this group of idiots with only muscles and guns nervous, and their faces were straight and bloodshot under the tremendous pressure. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and he didn't know whether to step forward to stop him or directly raise the guy to shoot at this guy. They could see that as long as the boy didn't open his mouth, even if they really shot, the Aryan man wouldn't necessarily back away halfway. step.

"...Let him inspect the goods first! Anyway, he can't carry the things away by himself, so don't be so petty, after all, we are people who want to do big business!" Dwight backed down repeatedly before the situation almost collapsed, although he showed He is weak, but what he said in his mouth was like they took the initiative to save face. It is not unreasonable for this guy to get into the position of gang think tank.

The crowd quietly parted, revealing the Chinese-style coffin with dark brown lacquer poetry carvings behind it. Lin Nian frowned suddenly when his eyes fell on the two lines of poems on the coffin lid. Chinese is his mother tongue, and everyone present, including He can only understand the meaning of this line of poetry most profoundly.

The Aryan man walked to the side of the Chinese-style coffin and shook out a stainless steel blade knife from his cuff, and slowly cut in along the seal of the coffin lid. The coffin and red paint were scraped by the blade and fell to the ground, stained like dog blood. It was so dark that any cultural relics scientist would be heartbroken to have a heart attack when they saw this scene, but as buyers of cultural relics, they directly moved their knives during the inspection stage, as if they were not afraid of damaging the value of the cultural relics themselves.

Dwight twitched his eyebrows unconsciously when he saw this scene—he didn't care about the damage to the cultural relics, but he was afraid that the Aryan man had stood with him for so long, and he didn't even notice that the other party had hidden a treasure in his sleeve. With such a long weapon, if the situation collapsed early, it would not be the two people on the opposite side who died first, but himself whose neck was wiped off like lightning.

The knife was halfway inserted into the coffin. The Aryan man turned his head to look at Lin Nian who was not far away. He took a deep breath after getting a nod of approval. A gap was opened in the coffin, and a swirling airflow of gray smoke gushed out from inside.

At the moment when the coffin was opened, the sky outside the factory was suddenly dyed white by the thunder that tore through the night, and the dazzling lightning cast the shadows of everyone in the factory on the ground, pulling them slender like ghosts.

There was just the right explosion of thunder, and thunder rolled between the sky and the earth.

Dwight suddenly turned his head to look at the stormy night outside the factory and the strong wind and waves at the port. It may be because of his illusion that he seemed to hear a whale cry that could not exist inland, hidden in the thunder and rain, high and sad. It makes people who suddenly hear it feel a sense of loneliness and fear from the bone marrow.

The world is lonely and barren.

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The Aryan man glanced into the gap by the warm yellow light pouring into the coffin, his expression suddenly tightened, ecstasy, horror, and fear mixed in his pupils, he suppressed his emotions and turned to look at Lin Nian Shen nodded.

The rain outside is getting heavier, the wind has reached the level nine forecasted by the weather forecast, and the entire port area is full of trivial noises, which are the noise made by the collision of small containers, and the level nine storm can even blow cars into the sky Go, but looking at the ninth level tonight, it seems that it is not the real climax.

At this time, in the rainy night outside the factory, the beeping sound of forklift trucks was heard from far to near, and the dazzling headlights shot into the factory from the rainy night, casting the shadow of Lin Nian with his back turned to the storm on different roads. On the coffin in the distance, Dwight and the gangsters who turned their heads to look at the forklift were stunned by the white light and could not keep their eyes open, cursing repeatedly to ask the driver to turn it off.

A forklift pulls into a factory with its headlights off and its engine dead.

Dwight rubbed his eyes and took a step forward, but stopped instantly at the next moment.

He stared at the empty fork and even the empty driver's cab. Huge panic and anger erupted in his heart at the same time. He turned his head and looked fiercely at Lin Nian who was still expressionless beside him. The Aryan man had also returned from the coffin to this side at some point, and resumed his deadly silence.

"You fool me?"

Even now, Dwight did not directly tear his face apart, but instead accused the unfaithful traders around him with resentment.

"One hundred m16a1 automatic rifles, fifty m911 semi-automatic pistols in exchange for one cultural relic coffin smuggled from China, this is the price we negotiated in advance." Lin Nian said calmly looking at the coffin, even out of the corner of his eye. Dwight, who was not left by his side, "The Firearms Owners Protection Act of the United States expressly prohibits civilians from owning fully automatic rifles produced after 1986, because once a shooting occurs, the casualties caused by fully automatic rifles will be dozens of semi-automatic." more than double."

"Are you a cop?" Dwight's face twisted when he heard these words. As soon as he said that, among the more than [-] gang members not far away, there were quick-responsive people ready to raise their pistols to point at Lin Nian and Arya. man.

Snapped.

It was not a gunshot, but the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

First, there was a sharp sound of wind tearing through the eardrums, and then the arm of a man holding a pistol fell to the ground.

Blood gurgled out from the cut, and quickly gathered into a pool of blood, reflecting the dullness on everyone's face.

Among the gang members, the man who was the first to react and raise the gun was also the first to lose an arm tonight. When he sensed something was wrong, he even shook his empty broken arm. When he reached the end of his central nervous system, screams, tears and snot came out all at once, and he knelt on the ground and pressed the wound to try to stop the gushing blood.

"Don't point the gun at me." Lin Nian's indifferent voice sounded slowly amidst the screams.

Dozens of mechanical sounds of pulling the bolts stretched together. Dozens of gangsters raised their guns subconsciously. There were also several painful sounds of wind passing through the factory. The same number of heavy objects fell to the ground, but there was not a single gunshot. The sound was successfully triggered, but the arms piled up on the ground like sausages!
A large amount of shocking blood gushed into the empty field, mixed with the sound of thunder and rain, the screams of dozens of men gathered together, like the accompaniment of the devils' torture in Paradise Lost.

Dwight stared at Lin Nian with his pupils shrunken like needles. The boy had a knife in his hand at some point. He looked back at the coffin as if remembering something. The knife stuck in it disappeared, which meant that The boy had the same knife in his hand.

How did he get the knife at a distance of tens of meters?And how did you cut off those arms?
Dwight's brain was down, and he didn't need Lei Dian's face to lose blood like a fiasco. He couldn't figure out what happened, but it didn't prevent him from knowing an established fact in front of him.

monster.

The boy who came on the big waves on a stormy night was an absolute monster!

"Understood?" Lin Nian looked at Dwight, his pale golden eyes were not happy.

Dwight didn't know what kind of mood he was in, maybe he didn't even realize it and nodded himself, standing there like a wet No-Maj, his throat was extremely dry due to the mixture of sweat and rain.

"Put things on the forklift," Lin Nian said.

"There are still two hands to carry." He said again after a while.

The situation is settled, the great fear has engulfed everyone in this factory, the transaction has ceased to exist, and now there is only the common black eating black.

Dwight naturally belonged to one of the people who still had two hands. Almost 20% of the more than [-] gang members lost one hand in an instant. I am also fortunate to have healthy hands to work for it.

Lin Nian supervised this group of ready-made labor without saying a word, and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the arms he encircled. Walked to the side of the coffin.

Their legs were a little soft, and they were so frightened by the scene just now. They have seen cruel things on the streets for so many years, but this is the first time they have seen such a strange thing that penetrates into the bones like today. The street man His bloodiness was completely extinguished by the blood flowing from the warm arms of living people piled up on the ground one by one.

A few trembling hands touched the coffin, and the feeling of being colder than glaciers spread throughout their bodies. At this time, not only Dwight, but everyone who touched the dark brown coffin heard the endless dark storm outside the port area. The crowing of whales at night is so sad and bitter that it reminds people of a black ocean that is so deep that there is no end to it—but outside the port area is not the sea, but the huge Lake Michigan. Where are there any whales?Couldn't it be that the lake monster in the lake finally raised his head and roared in this thunderstorm night?
Lin Nian beat his arms faster, lowered his head slightly, and some unknown emotions slowly flowed through his golden pupils.

Amid fear and suspicion, Dwight finally returned to reality. The whale cry might be an auditory hallucination, but the bleak crisis before him was a cruel reality.He looked down at the coffin in the pool of blood in front of him. His gang spent a lot of effort on this cultural relic. Many people died to get it. A large amount of hoarded ammunition was consumed in the battle. If tonight's If the transaction is yellow, it means that their gang has no hope for the future.

In the not-too-distant future, their territory will be chewed up and devoured by the red gangs from the next block. Those with tattoos belonging to the old gangs have to worry about being beaten or even shot to death all the time when they walk on the street. If they want to escape this result, they can only Can move the family.But moving in Chicago means a lot of money consumption. Without gangs to support the source of funds, he probably ends up being displaced and becomes a member of the street, but he still has a wife who is not very bright and a son who is in high school.
He didn't want to end the night in such a suffocating way. People on the streets put their heads on their belts and used their tongues to lick rusty cuts. It's not possible to bury his future in this damn broken coffin without saying a word today, even though the person threatening him is an out-and-out monster.

The fear of the tragic future and the hot blood slowly dissipated his frightened and timid heart, but he did not notice that under the coffin in front of him, the dark pool of blood quietly gathered towards the coffin as if there was a hole in it, and the gurgling blood A nimble little snake passed the ground beside his feet, quietly twisting and crawling towards the coffin.
"what"

Dwight suddenly bent over to the coffin in the pool of blood and yelled, saying that he had twisted his waist. The Aryan man beside Lin Nian frowned and wanted to go to check the situation, but he didn't see the gang think tank who was bending over by turning sideways. When he was covered, he raised his right middle finger and ring finger fiercely and bent down to make a gesture!
At the moment when the finger was pointed out, there was a sudden explosion in the factory!
The Aryan man who took a step only felt a chill between his brows, and a chill that covered the sky and the sun, his hands and feet couldn't move before the death, even his heart stopped beating for a moment. The emotionally aroused golden pupil reflected the bullet spinning towards his eyebrows. He was of mixed race, but under the sight of the powerful firearms of modern civilization, sniper rifles, even his blood could not save him.

A spark exploded brilliantly in front of the Aryan man. The supersonic bullet shattered into two pieces, shooting up two pinches of marl on the ground behind him, and the stone chips flew up and wiped the forehead, taking away the unsettled drop. cold sweat.

The lingering sound of the sword trembling echoed clearly in the factory.

Suddenly returning to his senses, the Aryan man saw clearly the knife across his forehead. At the moment of his life and death, Lin Nian beside him just gently handed out the knife in his hand, stabbing his brains to burst into tears. The end of the rainy night.

"Thank you." The Aryan man said hastily in a low voice, and then immediately drew back and stared at Dwight who was also staring at the side of the coffin.

Lin Nian took the knife back and twisted it twice in his hand. Before he could react, Dwight couldn't hold back, put down the coffin, jumped out, took out a black mobile phone in his hand and held it high. Hissed over his head and shouted: "Back me! Back! If you don't want to be blown up, back up!"

Looking at the gangsters who were slumped in front of the coffin, Lin Nian did not show any expression fluctuations. His eyes fell on the mobile phone in Dwight's hand. According to the prior agreement, this transaction cannot bring any Communication equipment to contact the outside world, but it is obviously not surprising that Dwight fouled, after all, even they didn't want to abide by this rule from the beginning.

"There is enough explosives here to blow up this factory, and it belongs to us! If you don't see the munitions, don't you fucking try to take anything from us!" Dwight squeezed the phone tightly like grabbing Looking at the last straw, his face was overly bloodshot and his eyes were tearing apart, his skin was stretched on his flesh, and his veins and blood vessels were bulging. For a moment, he looked more like a monster than Lin Nian.

Yes, that's it.

To make a deal with a monster, the way to protect yourself is to make yourself crazy. As long as he can be crazier than the other party, so what if the other party is a monster?When a mad dog becomes crazy, even monsters dare to bite. Anyone can tear off a few pieces of bloody flesh with canine teeth full of viruses!
Dwight felt inexplicably filled with courage, and the golden eyes that looked at the boy were no longer timid. His heart beat faster, his adrenaline was secreted rapidly, and his whole body was full of strength, as if he was holding a sword in his hand. It's not a mobile phone, but a button to protect his happiness for the rest of his life. He doesn't need to press it, but as long as he holds it firmly, it is equivalent to taking his destiny back into his hands!

"Back! Back up for me!" Dwight hopped and pointed at Lin Nian and the Aryan man, and of course, they really backed up.

Seeing this, Dwight was overjoyed. Sure enough, even monsters would be afraid of the most outstanding discovery of mankind from ancient times to the present. The explosion of gunpowder can shatter gold and stone, and naturally it can also make monsters back away. He finally regained the right to speak!

"Idiot." Lin Qing said in a young voice.

"You fucking don't talk harshly to me, get out of this factory, get back on your tugboat, and go back to your mother's place to drink milk! The street is not a place for a child like you to hang around!" Dwight Keep your face tight and try your best to improve your aura, imagining yourself as an inflated puffer fish. The bigger your body is, the more the other party will know that he is serious!
It's just that Dwight misunderstood a little, the boy's stupid sentence was not scolding him.

boom--

The thunderstorm continued to crackle in the sky of Chicago, as if the gods were also angry at the disrespect that happened right now. There have been legends and sayings that thunder exorcises evil spirits from ancient times to the present. How could an unbearable, god-hating, evil awakening lead to such a terrifying phenomenon in the Chicago night sky?
Lin Nian didn't need to guess the answer, because the answer had already opened the coffin door.

In the reflection of the golden pupils as clear as a mirror, behind Dwight and several gang members, the lid of the coffin was gently pushed open by a hand.

Under the warm yellow light, in a coffin full of thorns like an iron maiden, there is a woman wearing a white silk robe sleeping. Her skin is soft and her black hair is still. The shriveled body under the white silk robe is reminiscent of the desert. Dehydrated small animal carcasses.Hundreds or thousands of years of deep sleep have made her no longer as beautiful as before. The skin clinging to the bones has folds like bark. Hundreds of steel needles protrude from the coffin and pierce her body. The grooves and patterns seem to be counting her karma, and it is hard to imagine what sins she did before she was alive to ruin this punishment to death.

But this is not what needs to be concerned about now, she is about to wake up, all her sins have been paid off in this hundred thousand years of sleep, and the world will celebrate her return with the grandest ceremony.

Pools of blood are like snakes entrenched under the coffin. At some point, the blood gushed out by the men with broken arms gathered around the coffin. The blood circled around the coffin like a whirlpool. They boiled and jumped to form tiny dragons. Volume, the more intense the storm outside, the more joyful and excited they are, impatiently becoming the petals on the blood-red carpet towards that noble existence!
Thunder is her salute to wake up!The wind is the arm that commands the smoothness!The heavy rain is the golden flowers scattered all over the sky!

The moment she woke up, just like when she was put into the coffin, it was a night of lightning, thunder, rain and torrential flow!
The dull and slender eyelids were lifted, and the golden pupils like glazed gemstones stared at the world again after a thousand years.

She woke up.

When the honorable woman returned to the world, what she saw at a glance was not her servants and the throne, but the indifferent face of a boy.

On the coffin, Lin Nian held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the fine steel blade was deeply pierced into the mouth of the owner of the coffin, cutting off her first breath in the world, and stepped on this grand ceremony with one hand , the golden pupils in the eyes that are not inferior to the noble three generations of pure blood jumped out with a gnawing brilliance!
"Get something!" The boy let out a loud roar, which instantly woke up everyone in the factory, and the Aryan man who was the executive officer naturally understood the situation immediately.

There is no doubt that the noble thing in the coffin has awakened. Once she is allowed to rise, all the living people in the entire factory will offer blood sacrifices for her awakening in one breath!But Lin Nian made a move at a speed that no one could see clearly, and directly nailed the opponent to death in the coffin temporarily, interrupting the ceremony!
The Aryan man who has received professional knowledge training from the Kassel Academy knows that the fine steel knife is by no means qualified to kill the owner of the coffin. To completely end the nightmare that just kicked off tonight must be on the tugboat. The real murder weapon has already been prepared!So when Lin Nian roared, he turned around and rushed into the rainy night without hesitation, intending to convey this appalling information to his companions on the tugboat and the executive department in the central control room.

The third generation awakens!
The fight between the trump card 'S' and the pure blood has begun.

(End of this chapter)