20demayo Chapter 152 Hell is empty, demons roam the earth.
Chapter 152 Hell is empty, demons roam the earth.
The torrential rain poured down, lashing the highways of Handong Province like countless whips.
A modified black SUV tore through the rain, the dial needles stuck in the red zone, and the engine roared at its limit.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was so hot and sticky.
Ye Cunxin didn't sit obediently in the passenger seat. Her slender body was huddled near the narrow center console, holding a piece of medical cloth soaked in alcohol, and she was wiping the barrel of the M4 carbine.
The movements were slow and meticulous.
With the intense centrifugal force of the vehicle cornering, she had to constantly adjust her center of gravity. The black halter dress, long since ruined, could barely cover her vital parts, leaving most of her snow-white back and side breasts exposed to the air. Because of the explosion in the ruins and the subsequent strenuous activity, her body was flushed with a faint pink hue, and sweat slid down her delicate spine, soaking into the sparsely covered area where her waist and hips met.
"Twenty minutes left."
Qi Tongwei gripped the steering wheel with one hand and held a cigarette between his fingers in the other, his gaze slicing through the rainy night ahead like a razor's edge.
He glanced at the woman beside him.
Ye Cunxin just looked up. Her small face, which was no bigger than a palm, was covered with streaks of black ash, but it couldn't hide the fervor in her peach blossom eyes. She stuck out her tongue and licked away a bit of gun grease that had accidentally gotten on the corner of her mouth, a gesture that carried a wild and aggressive quality.
"12 billion in cash, plus so much gold, that's quite a lot."
Ye Cunxin reassembled the cleaned bolt, and the crisp "click" was particularly clear in the closed carriage.
She shifted her position, placing her two long, smooth legs directly in front of the windshield. Her legs were taut and shapely, with bruises from kneeling on the ground at her knees, and the skin on her inner thighs was dazzlingly white, creating a strong visual contrast with the pitch-black night outside the window.
"To complete the loading within an hour, they'd need to use automated hoisting equipment." Ye Cunxin hooked her finger around the half-broken shoulder strap and flicked it lightly. "And they'd also need specialized refrigerated containers."
"Refrigerated display case?"
Qi Tongwei's eyebrows shot up, and he unconsciously increased the pressure on the accelerator.
"What does gold fear from heat?"
"I don't know." Ye Cunxin shrugged, her ample bosom swaying slightly. "Zhao Donglai mentioned in his intelligence report that six containers were connected to independent power supplies and labeled 'precision medical equipment.' Maybe that old dog Zhao Lichun exchanged the money for some high-end instruments?"
Precision medical equipment.
Independent power supply.
These two words were like two thorns, piercing Qi Tongwei's nerves.
If the purpose is money laundering, diamonds, antiques, or even Bitcoin would be easier to transport than equipment. Equipment is bulky, difficult to liquidate, and easily damaged, which doesn't fit the logic of a getaway scam.
Unless, of course, that thing has to be transported out alive.
"Hold on tight."
Qi Tongwei suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the SUV crashed through the roadside guardrail and plunged into a muddy construction access road.
"This road is short and leads directly to the port's storage yard."
……
Luzhou Port, Container Terminal No. 3.
This is the most remote area of the entire port, usually used to dock bulk carriers. But tonight, it's brightly lit, with beams of searchlight crisscrossing and sweeping through the rainy night.
A black cargo ship was moored on the shore, with the words "Poseidon" painted in large white on its hull.
Instead of uniformed port officials, a group of burly men in black raincoats, carrying tactical flashlights and extendable batons, patrolled the yard with wolfhounds on leashes. Their waists were bulging, clearly indicating they were carrying heavy weapons.
"This level of security is even higher than that of an armored truck."
Ye Cunxin lay prone on top of a container 300 meters from the dock, observing the area below through a sniper scope.
Rain soaked her long, wavy hair, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks. Her tattered men's coat fluttered in the wind, its collar wide open, and rainwater streamed down her collarbone into her deep cleavage, leaving streaks on her pristine white skin.
She paid no heed to the cold, but instead seemed somewhat excited by the impending slaughter, her breathing becoming slightly rapid and her chest heaving violently.
"The six incubators have already been hoisted up."
Qi Tongwei crouched behind her, using the system's [Eagle Eye Vision] to scan the entire area.
The view pierced through the rain, but due to the great distance, the thermal imaging could only detect signs of a large number of people on board. However, the six containers were placed in the deepest part of the hold, and the surrounding area seemed to have been specially insulated, completely preventing any detection.
"See that guy in the yellow vest?" Qi Tongwei pointed to a bald man shouting and giving orders at the diving board.
"I saw it." Ye Cunxin took a deep breath and placed her finger on the trigger. "If this shot goes in, his brains will splatter three meters away."
"Leave them alive, bring them directly onto the ship."
After Qi Tongwei finished speaking, he leaped down from the three-meter-high shipping container like a black cheetah.
He rolled forward the instant he landed to dissipate the impact, and then used the intricate shadows of the containers in the yard to stealthily make his way to the edge of the dock.
Ye Cunxin followed closely behind.
Although she didn't possess the master-level movement skills enhanced by the system like Qi Tongwei, she was, after all, a special forces soldier, and her movements were as light as a wildcat. As she ran, she ripped off her cumbersome military boots, her bare feet stepping silently onto the cold, puddled pavement.
Two patrolling men in black happened to be walking around the corner.
"What's that noise?" The wolfhound being led by one of them suddenly barked wildly.
Before he could turn around, a strong hand reached out from the darkness and gripped his throat tightly.
"Click."
The sound of a broken neck was drowned out by the thunder.
Qi Tongwei casually tossed the body into the gap between the shipping containers.
On the other side, just as the man in black was about to draw his gun, a beautiful figure pressed against his chest. Ye Cunxin's long legs suddenly sprang up, her knee slamming heavily into his groin.
"Ugh—!"
The man's eyeballs bulged out, and the excruciating pain rendered him unable to make a sound.
Ye Cunxin's lips curled into a cruel smile as she precisely pierced his carotid artery with the tactical dagger in her hand, as if cutting through tofu.
Hot blood spurted out, splashing onto her already scantily clad chest, the contrast of red and white shocking.
"It's so dirty."
Ye Cunxin pushed the corpse away with disgust, wiped the blood off her collarbone, and licked it. "But it tastes good."
She turned to look at Qi Tongwei. The rain had completely soaked her clothes, which clung tightly to her body, outlining her breathtaking S-shaped curves. Her eyes gleamed with an almost morbid desire for pleasure, as if killing were the best aphrodisiac.
"Don't be a slut."
Qi Tongwei gave her a cold look, the muzzle of his gun pointing forward. "The ship is about to depart."
With a muffled blast of the ship's horn, the mooring lines of the "Poseidon" were untied, and the massive ship began to slowly drift away from the shore.
"Jump!"
Qi Tongwei gave a low shout, took a few steps to run up, and when the folded diving board was still four or five meters from the shore, he suddenly leaped into the air.
He drew a parabola in the air and precisely gripped the edge of the ship's gunwale with both hands.
Ye Cunxin jumped over right after.
However, her explosive power was slightly weaker, and her fingers barely touched the edge, leaving her suspended in mid-air with the churning black seawater and the huge propeller currents beneath her feet.
"catch!"
Qi Tongwei used one arm to pull her up like a chick.
Ye Cunxin crashed into Qi Tongwei's arms, her soft breasts pressing firmly against his chest. She gasped for breath, her arms wrapped tightly around Qi Tongwei's neck, her legs instinctively coiling around his waist.
This pose is extremely ambiguous.
She was soaked to the bone, and the slippery sensation came through her clothes, her body heat mingling with the rain.
"Director Qi, I almost became a widow just now." Ye Cunxin leaned close to his ear, gently biting his earlobe with her teeth, her voice trembling, "If I had died, I would haunt you as a ghost."
"Shut up."
Qi Tongwei slapped her firm, round buttocks hard. "Go to the lower deck."
The two moved quickly along the ship's side.
There were fewer security personnel on the deck than on the lower decks; most of them were taking shelter from the rain in the wheelhouse.
Qi Tongwei, like a ghost, dealt with the two lookout sailors and found the entrance to the lower deck.
The staircase was narrow and dark, filled with a strong smell of engine oil, mixed with a hint of...formaldehyde?
That damn smell again.
The further down you go, the stronger the smell becomes.
The temperature in the lower deck was frighteningly low, with white, chilly air swirling around your feet.
The six special containers were fixed in the very center of the cargo hold, surrounded by all sorts of thick cables, like a group of blood-sucking monsters.
Four people wearing white coats and masks were gathered around the door of one of the shipping containers, recording data.
"Heart rate is normal."
"The oxygen supply system is stable."
"This batch of goods is in good condition. Although they are a bit young, they are healthy. Buyers in Southeast Asia are in a hurry to get them."
"Especially that number three, those corneas are top-notch, someone has already reserved them."
The sound of their conversation drifted over from the ventilation duct.
Qi Tongwei suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His pupils contracted sharply in the darkness, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the gun too tightly.
goods?
Young?
cornea?
All the clues at this moment connected to form a disgusting chain of truth.
This is not money laundering.
This is human trafficking! And it's being sold by dismemberment, specifically by organs!
"These beasts..."
Ye Cunxin behind her heard it too. The seductive and fanatical look in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a primal rage and disgust. She bit her lip hard until she tasted blood.
"Let's do it."
Qi Tongwei's voice was eerily calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
But the murderous aura emanating from him made the surrounding air seem to freeze.
That's the aura of someone who has crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The four gunshots rang out almost in a single line.
Before the four doctors in white coats could react, a bloody hole appeared between their eyebrows, and they fell straight down.
Qi Tongwei walked over expressionlessly, kicked aside the corpse blocking his way, and grabbed the handle of the container.
Although he was mentally prepared, Qi Tongwei still felt as if his heart had been struck a heavy blow the moment the heavy iron door was pulled open.
cold.
Bone-chilling cold.
The interior of the container was converted into a small sterile ward.
On the left and right sides, two rows of narrow iron cages were neatly arranged.
In each cage, a child who looked only five or six years old was curled up. They were only wearing thin hospital gowns, with IV drips in their hands, clearly having been injected with some kind of sedative, and were sleeping as if in a coma.
Some children had various marks drawn on their bodies with black markers.
Left kidney.
Right eye.
liver.
On the innermost operating table, a little girl who had been anesthetized lay with an ice pack and a scalpel next to her, clearly preparing for some kind of removal surgery.
This is not a cargo hold.
This is hell!
"vomit--"
Ye Cunxin looked at the ice box, which was only the size of a palm, and could no longer hold back. She leaned against the door frame and began to dry heave.
She has seen blood, killed people, and even enjoyed violence.
But this pure evil, directed at the weaker members of her own kind, completely shattered her psychological defenses.
"The Zhao family..."
Ye Cunxin raised her head, her beautiful face contorted with rage. "How dare they?! Is this what they call business?!"
Qi Tongwei remained silent.
He walked into the container and went to the operating table.
He reached out his rough, calloused hand and gently touched the little girl's cold forehead. Then, he took off his soaking wet tactical vest and covered the child with it.
The system panel flashed wildly in front of him.
[Warning! The host is facing a moral dilemma!]
[Extreme evil detected! Dignity value burning check in progress...]
Option 1: Take photos as evidence, wait to dock, and then contact Interpol. Low risk, but the vessel may enter international waters and destroy evidence. Reward: Five million in cash.
Option Two: Show no mercy. Leave no survivors, leave no way out, turn this ship into a graveyard for these beasts. Extremely high risk, potentially triggering international conflict and a full-scale counterattack from the Zhao family. Reward: Activate "God of Slaughter" mode, temporarily boosting all attributes by 50%, and gain the skill "Crimson Judgment".
Qi Tongwei slowly turned around.
His bare upper body was covered in scars, and his muscles gleamed metallically under the light.
At this moment, he was like a lion that had been completely enraged.
"Close the door."
Qi Tongwei spoke to Ye Cunxin in a low, rumbling voice, like muffled thunder from the ground.
"Watch over these children, don't let the rats in."
Ye Cunxin watched the man's retreating figure, tears mingling with the rain as they streamed down her face. She nodded forcefully, her long legs tensing, and with a backhand motion, she drew the dagger from the outside of her thigh, standing guard at the container door.
"Where are you going?" she asked in a trembling voice.
Qi Tongwei picked up a scalpel from the ground and twirled it between his fingers.
The blade gleamed coldly.
He strode towards the hatch, each step making the metal plates hum.
"To the driver's seat."
"Sail this ship back to hell."
Just then, the loudspeaker in the lower deck suddenly blared, and a mocking voice echoed through every corner.
"Director Qi, I didn't expect you to actually be able to climb up here."
"However, you saw something you shouldn't have."
"This ship is already at the edge of international waters. In three minutes, we will enter the deep sea. At that time, the self-destruct valve at the bottom of the ship will open."
"These hundreds of little ones, plus you two doomed lovers, will all become fish food."
"Young Master Zhao asked me to give you his regards."
The broadcast abruptly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, a flurry of footsteps came from above the lower deck.
Countless mercenaries wearing tactical vests and carrying automatic rifles poured out from various entrances, their dark gun barrels pointed downwards.
"Da da da da da—!"
Bullets rained down like a storm, sending sparks flying from the metal plate.
Qi Tongwei did not dodge.
He raised his head amidst the hail of bullets, his deep eyes now completely blood red.
The system notification sound exploded in his mind.
[Host's Choice: Kill without mercy!]
[God of War Mode activated.]
That night.
It was destined to be a bloodbath.