Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 23 Don't Let Me Lift Your Skull

A house full of stench and decay.

When Rhodes was looking for tools, he found a tied strong human-shaped bag in the corner of the room.

The surface of the bag has an icon of a tuna fish printed on it, which is very similar to the previous bag that held John.

Remove the twine from the bag.

Rhodes opened the bag and saw John unconscious.

The blood on his forehead had dried up, and his breath was steady. It seemed that he was just in a coma, and his life was not in danger.

Rhodes ignored him, picked up the hemp rope and walked to the unconscious Kano, dragged his legs and pulled him to the chair, lifted him to the chair, and tied him to the chair with the rope.

He casually took the black baguette on the table beside him, pinched Kano's cheek, and stuffed it down his throat to prevent him from screaming after waking up.

Do it all.

Rhodes searched the house again, and found a box of women's cigarettes under Kano's pillow.

It's the brand Ms. Angelina always smokes.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, reconfirming that Angelina was indeed kidnapped by this bastard.

The current situation is that people must be seen in life, and corpses must be seen in death.

Rhodes pulled out the dagger and was about to wake up Kano, when a low groan came from inside the room.

"Oh, my head, damn Kano!"

John's weak voice sounded in the room.

He propped himself up and slowly got up.

After focusing his blurred vision, he recognized the figure inside the house.

John's pupils shrank subconsciously.

"Rod, why are you here?"

"Investigator John, you're awake."

Rhodes looked at John who was slowly getting up from the ground.

"My relative is missing, and I'm here to find her."

Rhode's words reminded John of the way the chief of the affairs section, Gnar, sprayed saliva on his face with his chattering mouth. His disgusting appearance really made people wipe some cow dung in his mouth.

John shook his head, remembering what he was here for.

Put out the fire for the remnants of the old days.

Why did this kind of thankless work fall on me.

Just as John was about to say something, he suddenly felt his scalp itchy, as if something was wriggling inside.

He stretched out his hand to scratch at the scalp, and accidentally grabbed a handful of his own hair, and he tore off the bloody scalp, a writhing worm with its head held high, looking for who made him just The safe house was demolished.

John rolled his eyes, looking at the drooping scalp on his hand, he felt like he was going crazy.

With this bad feeling, he could only ask Rhodes for help.

"Help."

John shivered, and stuck his head in front of Rhodes.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes, John's situation gave him a bad premonition.

A worm was parasitized in his cerebral cortex.

The worm's ring-shaped mouthparts opened towards Rhodes, as if to demonstrate, telling him not to approach.

Rhodes stretched out his black leather gloved hand, grabbed the worm's body, and forcibly pulled it out.

John's body twitched, he kept rolling his eyes, and his mind was in a mess.

He felt like something was being pulled from his brain.

"Boom"

Like squeezing a pimple, a worm nearly 50 cm long was pulled out smoothly.

A hole with a diameter of 3 cm appeared on the top of John's head, and obvious signs of decay appeared on the surrounding edges, but his state was obviously much more comfortable than before.

After taking the wormwood from Rhodes, John consciously crushed it and stuffed it into the hole.

In addition to the sedative effect, wormwood can also have some other effects.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, I feel like my brain might be eaten up by this thing." John sincerely expressed his gratitude.

"Well, help me go to the house and get a bucket of water." Rhodes pointed to the water tank in the house.

John resisted the feeling of dizziness and walked into the house.

Although John was a bit greedy and a bit stupid, Rhodes found that he had the ability to act and could use it after a few contacts.

Rhode's eyes were focused on Kano. He saw Kano's swallowing throat, confirming that the bastard was awake, but just pretending.

Soon, John came over with a bucket.

"Let him wake up." Rhode pointed to Kano.

John also hated Kano very much at the moment, he picked up the bucket and poured it directly.

Being doused in cold water, Kano's body trembled subconsciously.

"I know you're awake. Now, when I ask, you just need to nod or shake your head. Of course, you can choose not to answer." Rhode looked at Kano and said expressionlessly.

Kano opened his eyes, a pair of pale pupils stared at Rhodes, and did not respond.

Rhodes played with the dagger in his hand, with a playful look in his eyes, and whispered:
"Do you know the look in the eyes of the pigs in the slaughterhouse before they die?

They are very much like you now, trying to hide the fear in your heart with feigned anger. Death is not terrible, but sometimes there are many things that are more terrible than death. You have offended people you shouldn't. "

John stood aside, trembling. After seeing Rhodes' performance before, he felt that Rhodes was the kind of person who could do what he said.

"Kano, as a former friend, let me advise you one last time, hand over the one you kidnapped."

"Ho."

Kano's throat rolled, and a strange sound came from his mouth. He forcibly swallowed a whole baguette down his throat and into his stomach.

This unusual behavior made Rhodes narrow his eyes.

John also frowned, Kano's abnormal behavior made him think of some possibility.

Kano's back slowly swelled at this moment.

A thick black hand with cattails, holding Kano's spine, forcibly broke through the skin on his back, and pulled towards Rhodes.

Rhodes pulled out the M500, and pointed the dark muzzle at the big hand.

Kano's mutation suddenly stopped at this moment.

John stood aside, looking numb.

Although he had expected Kano to be turned into a demon, Rhode's performance made him even more horrified.

Forcibly stopping the demon's transformation, only one gun was used.

The crooning and weird syllables echoed in the room, and the arm was retracted back into Kano's body.

The broken back skin returned to its original state.

Kano stared at the gun in Rhode's hand, his pale pupils finally began to show fear.

"Where is Ms. Angelina?"

Rhodes raised his gun and his voice was low.

"The coffin."

A dagger pierced Kano's palm.

"Don't let me lift your skull and find out for myself."

Rhodes leaned over and looked straight into Kano's eyes.

"An'an Angelina, I put it in the coffin."

The severe pain from the pierced palm stimulated Kano's cerebral cortex.

Calling the demon in the body didn't get any response, as if it had completely disconnected from itself at this moment.

With no confidence, the only thing Kano can do is to beg for mercy.

"Where is she!?" Rhodes narrowed his eyes and slowly stirred the dagger.

Kano could feel his flesh and blood being smashed.

"Under the feet."

Rhodes lowered his head. There was a gray blanket under Kano's feet. Is it under the blanket?
Rhodes pulled Kano's thinning hair and dragged him to the door.

"John, lift it up for me!"

"As ordered!"

John was completely overwhelmed by Rhodes' performance at this moment. He lifted the blanket and saw a square board, which was clearly different from the surroundings.

"Open it!"

John took a deep breath, resisting the discomfort in his head, and lifted the wooden board.

Three coffins were laid flat under the planks.

(End of this chapter)