Chapter 98 Return to Hell

At Songjiang Pudong Airport, Liu Huo and other internal guards told He Ming to go quickly when they received him, and a group of people ran wildly in the airport regardless of their appearance.

Only then did He Ming realize the seriousness of the matter. A ministerial-level cadre was as anxious as if his wife had been fucked by someone, and asked him, a gold medalist, to teach the third party severely.

"What's so urgent?" He Ming ran slowly, because if Liu Huo was faster, there were three inner guards and he couldn't find him.

Liu Huo shook his head, and said while running: "Too careless, we were too careless yesterday! After killing the huge beauty, I think the danger is over, and you killed them all. At that time, I narrowly escaped death,

And because what happened to Lan Jie was very frightening, so he didn't check the scene seriously. Later, when we returned to the ground, the chairman said that since you have found all the good things in the secret vault, the danger is only a slight negative supernatural reaction, so you can put it on it. "

"So the No. 10 secret library in Beer City was abandoned. It was unlocked directly. At that time, many people wanted to go down to have a look, and some experts and scholars remembered to study the giant death insects and mutant spiders in Room 7. It turned out that there was a huge Beauty, but she was wiped out by you."

Speaking of this, Liu Huo patted his chest, looked at He Ming and said, "It's better to be safe by your side. Maybe I have a high sense of danger after eating 'crow's eyeball'. I didn't dare to go down when you were not there. The result is still Something really happened. All the more than 20 people who went down disappeared, and when they sent someone to check, they smelled the smell of blood and ran back immediately."

He Ming said in surprise: "No way, I killed all the monsters."

He Ming knew that there must be no monsters at that time, unless they could hide light like "crows". Otherwise, in his glasses, there will definitely be reactions above the red light level, because the blue light evil is not even an ordinary person's opponent. Naturally restrained.

Liu Huo ran through the special passage and went straight to the airport. He pointed to a huge red and white fighter jet and said, "It only takes seven minutes for us to arrive at Beer City. Twenty-three minutes later, we can return to the underground secret vault." .When the time comes, everything will be clear."

He Ming nodded, ran over to look at the huge red and white fighter jet, with a happy face, and said, "Wow, Optoelectronics 119?! I love this plane so much. Hey, how much will Lao Liu sell me for one?" Bar."

Liu Dami couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "Can you drive? I'm really hungry, let's go, get on the plane." As he spoke, he took He Ming to the cockpit of Optoelectronics 119 through the moving ladder, and as soon as he sat firmly on the seat belt, Immediately ordered: "Take off. Follow the plan."

The pilot nodded and waved the mobile frame out of the way.

After closing the glass cover of the cockpit, a take-off request was issued immediately. After a while, the photoelectric 119 rushed into the blue sky and advanced at high speed.

It was the first time for He Ming to sit on a fighter jet, although it was not pleasant to be squeezed together with Liu Huo, after all, his body size was equal to two big men horizontally, and he still had to be squeezed together with Liu Huo.

On the plane, He Ming looked at this legendary aircraft repeatedly, and couldn't help but say: "Optoelectronics 119 is an optoelectronic fighter developed by our country after obtaining the manufacturing technology of the legendary fighter MiG-25 of the Red Star CIS. This is the third generation. It is also one of the most advanced fourth-generation fighter jets at present, second only to the air supremacy F22. It ranks second in the world. But the average cost of F22 is 150 million U.S. dollars, and the photoelectric 119 only needs 300 million yuan, or about 50 million U.S. dollars."

Liu Huo nodded and said with a smile: "Yeah, it seems that you are obsessed with photoelectric fighters?"

He Ming shook his head and said with a smile, "Because I saw the shadow of MiG-25 on it."

The MiG 25, once the master of the sky, made a lot of astonishing records, some of which are still preserved. It is said that there is a joke that for a period of time, President Citi listened to the report every day before going to bed, and the assistant said: "MiG 25 appeared in the sky over West Germany."

President: "Oh.

"Go to sleep.

"MiG-25 appeared over Paris." "Oh." Then I fell asleep.

"MiG-25 appeared over the British Isles." "Oh." Continued to sleep.

There is no way, even if the MiG 25 suicide attack appears over Harmanton, I don't want to go back. President Citigroup has no choice. Because the speed of the MiG 25 is too fast, the missiles can't catch up with it.

The western world is so afraid of this legendary fighter, which led China to obtain the manufacturing technology of the MiG 25, and launched a series of photoelectric fighters in an all-round way. It was even more dumbfounded, which led to a new round of military competition to comprehensively strengthen the air force.

Optoelectronics 119 is the 4th generation of Optoelectronics fighters. Before that, there were 2nd and 3rd generations of fighters, all of which showed their might in the air. Then Optoelectronics 119 came out and sold it to the younger brother.

Photoelectric No. 4 is so fast, because it is called 119, which means as fast as a fire engine. The western world calls it shadow because you can only see its shadow.

It's the fastest fighter, bar none.

Inheriting the rough and bulky appearance of the MiG 25, it is even bigger and rougher. The designer must be an Erbi youth who blindly demanded speed, speed, speed, and speed, resulting in an extremely large engine that can hide an extended truck. And the cost is only the cost of the third-generation fighter jets. The only disadvantage is that the fuel consumption is too high. If the pilot drives it to the sky, the annual income of a middle class will be goodbye.

Optoelectronics 119 can break through the thermal barrier and fly at supersonic speed for a period of time. If it finds Mr. B-2 Hidden Bomber, the latter will soon pay with his life for his arrogance. When he encounters his old opponent F22, he will flee. Yes, let's find a younger brother to do it together.

He Ming felt the crazy speed of Optoelectronics 119's supersonic flight, and said: "It's so cool, I wish I could fly a plane. It's a pity that I can only masturbate." After saying this, the pilot and Liu Huo both laughed.

He Ming knew aphasia, and said: "It's not masturbation, don't think so low-level, I'm talking about flying a real plane."

Liu Huo said with a pun: "It's realistic to masturbate."

Ha ha!

A few minutes later, He Ming set foot on the land of Beer City. The power of the country is indescribable. There was already a group of people waiting for them, and they got on the motorcade and went to the mental hospital.

In the car, after the rear car was closed, Liu Huo directly spread his hands and said with a vulgar accent, "Where's the goods?"

"Where's the money?"

He Ming also replied in the tone of a gangster. Smiling, he took out five life beads, and the piece of white substance that had already been cut and carefully calculated was just over a thousand and one grams. So far, He Ming has a weighing instrument accurate to 0.1 gram in his backpack.

Liu Huo recorded the data of the treasure of life and weighed it. He took out another small cup and asked for a glass of duplicity.

After he put all the life treasures into the suitcase, he said: "The white life treasures are good things, don't hide them, give them all to me, you are useless, you have to go back to drink milk when you are young."

He Ming didn't feel good, but he immediately showed his acting skills at the level of Warner Bros. actor, "What are you talking about? I'll give it all to you!"

Liu Huo picked his nose vulgarly. He finally understood why He Ming picked his nose. It was indeed the best way to express contempt.

Liu Huo said slowly: "The white substance has been cut. The weight is just over a thousand grams, which is too accurate. Do you think I can still trust your words?"

He Ming said more innocently: "It doesn't matter to me whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I believe it."

"You..." Liu Huo had no choice but to be tough. It was impossible for He Ming to fight with a ministerial cadre. In the end, Liu Huo snatched the backpack and opened it to search. He ignored a lot of RMB and US dollars, and his methods were surprisingly ruthless. , found the white substance wrapped in a piece of cloth, opened it, and said with a smile: "Boy, if you don't go to be an official, it's a waste of talent! Give me a thousand and a few grams, and yourself-1560 grams." Liu Huo also took the scale Chongyi weighed herself, dumbfounded.

He Ming rolled his eyes, pretending to regret and said: "Oh, I just made a mistake that a party member would make. I am obsessed with ghosts, I am sorry for the people, I am sorry for the organization, I am sorry for the chairman..."

"what is this?"

Liu Huo didn't listen to He Ming's nonsense, and found a pair of wrapped kidneys. He knew it was fleshy when he touched it. When he saw the black light flickering on it, he immediately thought of the black dragon in He Ming's new post.

He Ming immediately said: "Pork kidneys, pork kidneys! I prefer this one, and I'm about to eat it when I buy it."

Liu Huo laughed, his young face was full of admiration, and said: "Your shamelessness really has no limit. As far as I know, you earned 3 billion from Chen Teng's five Songjiang sons. Your 3 billion The super rich still buy pork kidneys and fry them for themselves? You believe it, but I don’t believe it anyway!”

He Ming sighed, snatched a pack of red pandas from Liu Huo's arms, lit one, put the whole pack of cigarettes in his pocket, smoked and said, "This is the kidney of the black dragon, replace them with a pair, and your physique will be improved." His strength and agility have become very strong, surpassing that of super special forces. And his energy is dozens of times that of ordinary people. He is very horny and can shoot hundreds of times a day."

"You fucking hid such a good thing, and you want to change it for yourself! Aren't you afraid that you will turn into a beast when you see a woman?!"

When Liu Huo heard this detailed information, his eyes turned red immediately, knowing something good, a kidney transplant can change his life.

Immediately recorded it word by word, hid it in the suitcase preciously, and continued to search for He Ming's backpack, but this time he found nothing, so Liu Huo stopped in satisfaction and patted He Ming's Shoulder: "Good job. Good sons and daughters of the party, good guards of the people."

"X you." He Ming picked his nostrils and said. Liu Huo shrugged, and began to take out his phone to call the chairman and got a pair of high-end goods, so that the chairman could decide on the allocation earlier.

He Ming watched this process with his own eyes. It was interesting. In the information age, technology is hard to guard against. The important people have to learn from the underworld when they make calls.

"Arrived Boss. A pair of big waists. Very nice. Contact buyer."

"Okay, thank you for the supplier, I am very grateful to him!"

More than ten minutes later, at about 11:6, He Ming returned to the mental hospital. He followed Liu Huo and walked forward quickly, and saw the big man who shouted yesterday: "I smell your blood."

This time the big man saw his expressionless face, He Ming thought it was my turn to scare you, so he yelled: "I smell your hair. It's been a long time since you washed your hair. I recommend Rejoice!"

The big man was frightened, he stared blankly at He Ming, and quickly turned around to hide.

He Ming continued to move forward with a triumphant smile.

Liu Huo was as unresponsive as yesterday, and went straight to the end. Only then did He Ming realize that there were many people in the room, including elite soldiers, and a large group of white-haired experts and scholars in plain clothes.

"The chief is here. There is also Brother Abdominal. No, Colonel He Ming." A secretary said joyfully, "Calm down, everyone. Colonel He Ming is here. Everything is fine. Let's go down immediately. Save comrades."

It turned out that all the complicated insurance and so on were unlocked. He Ming didn't even find the doctor from yesterday. He estimated that the task was completed and he went to enjoy life with a high-paying pension. After all, every day when he walks through this passage, a person pops up and shouts to him: I smell your blood! I smell your wife! I smell your ass that hasn't been wiped clean...it must be a little stressful.

The secretary said briefly about the situation. A total of 24 people went down, and all of them lost their news. Something must have happened down there. The country has moved quickly, and a large amount of weapons and equipment have been shipped in to deal with this situation. Originally, there is only one stupid way to deal with this situation, which is to use human life to pile them up.

Now that there is a gold medalist, a demon killer, and ab muscle brother He Ming, why are you still doing it in a stupid way? It's not an idiot.

He Ming pushed open several boxes, equipped with an M60 general-purpose machine gun, and began to hang bullet chains one by one on his body. In the end, he was covered with bullet chains. There was nothing wrong with him. He emptied four boxes and hung hundreds of them. Others were crushed to death long ago, but He Ming took out the alien high-tech camera, handed it to a staff member, and said, "Take a few photos for the chief. Let the chief be popular."

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry, He Ming quickly jumped into the passage like yesterday, and fell down with strange screams. Liu Huo ordered a few times, and he went down immediately, just kidding, it must be safer to be beside He Ming than here, the devil knows what is in this ghost place, it is better to follow He Ming closely.

A lot of smart people saw that He Ming was going down, they looked at each other, picked up their weapons, and immediately followed down. To be honest, they were all very scared just now, afraid that everything in this mental hospital would only make them feel safe by the demon killer He Ming's side.

He Ming landed on the ground unscathed. He looked up and saw a group of people climbing down one after another. He just wanted to shout out to scare them: "Treasure life, don't just jump like the chief."

But at this moment, he smelled the smell of blood in the air. He Ming's expression became serious, he stepped forward quickly, and found that the steel gate was open, all the lights were destroyed, and there was an ominous atmosphere.

He Ming put on the magic glasses and the troll gloves. A 10-point wrist strength is strength anyway. Then he holds a Paleolithic stone knife in his right hand, because that sword technique is a right-hand sword technique, and he holds a heavy M60 general-purpose machine gun in his left hand as easily as a feather.

As soon as He Ming smelled it in the air, he walked to the toilet door by the passage and kicked it open. Of course, he is not a dog, and he smells blood in the toilet, but he directly heard the sound in the toilet.

As soon as he kicked the toilet away, He Ming was taken aback. The whole toilet was full of zombies exuding black air, and they were madly swallowing poop? All the buildings inside have been destroyed, and even the toilet has become a zombie hat, maybe it is just looking for shit to eat.

He Ming immediately put on the Starscream hood, and the M60 general-purpose machine gun was about to sing, "Good afternoon, we meet again. How are you? Did I bother you to eat shit? Come on, let's dance!"

After finishing speaking, the black air zombies swarmed up and rushed towards He Ming.

He Ming responded directly to their enthusiasm. It was really cool. Instantly, He Ming fell in love with the machine gun. The bullet is very long and powerful. It penetrates into the body of the black air zombie, rolls and destroys a lot of body tissue, and then it Like being slammed by an invisible force, it began to dance a boneless zombie dance, and finally turned into a pile of rotten meat.

He Ming emptied the toilet and came to the main passage. The mirror and lights were all destroyed. Fortunately, even if he didn't have night vision ability, he could clearly see the main passage with the Starscream hood. Perhaps stimulated by the gunshots, a large group of black gas zombies poured out densely from Room No. 7. They were so hungry and thirsty, so crazy, it was like a pool of water rushing towards them.

He Ming continued to fire, and this time, Shidao also started killing crazily. Every black air zombie approaching him was split into two halves with a flash of golden light, or turned into headless corpses.

The body of a zombie as hard as a rock is meaningless to He Ming. His left hand gun fires and his right hand kills with a stone knife. In an instant, the passage turned into a hell of zombies, hell of rotten flesh, and hell of black blood.

He Ming lamented that his little brother was soaked again. Fortunately, the alien backpack was waterproof, otherwise his brand new two million RMB and three hundred and ninety thousand US dollars would be a tragedy.

After a few minutes of frenzied killing, the situation became even worse. The entire main passage was piled up with zombie corpses. They were a kind of negative life, not undead life. They were divided into two halves, or their heads said goodbye, and they still had to burp.

Liu Huo was the first to come down. Seeing this situation, he shouted again and again: "Don't move forward, He Ming is clearing the passage. There are many monsters. Let's wait for a while!"

More and more people came down and gathered in front of the steel gate, only to see the fire shining continuously in the darkness, and also heard the fierce rattling sound, as well as He Ming's voice, with an accent to tease you : "Weakness! Didn't eat? It's hard to be a zombie. It's not a crime for a zombie to cry..."

Liu Huo waited for five or six minutes, and everyone came down and turned on the high-brightness tactical flashlights, etc., which illuminated the passage ahead very brightly. They saw black blood on the ground, and a large amount of rotten meat piled up in front of them. Seeing the weird head, many weak-willed people vomited, it was so disgusting, and there was an indescribable rotten smell that filled the entire basement.

He Ming went directly to the door of No. 7, rushed down, and killed. He didn't know how many black-gas zombies were slaughtered, but these black-gas zombies seemed to have no thinking ability, so they had to rush up and be killed.

The black air zombie didn't even touch a single hair of He Ming, and his only contribution was to use his own black blood to make up He Ming. In the end, He Ming put away his watch, LV, wallet, cigarettes and other things, and put them into the alien's backpack while shooting. Then the passage leading to Room No. 7 began to fire, chop, punch and kick repeatedly.

He Ming was extremely excited, it was so cool, he didn't have to worry about venting his strength, charging, firing, roaring, and performing to his heart's content. All kinds of great people who have seen in movies and TVs come back to perform one by one, Chen Zhen for a while, Huo Yuanjia for a while, Huang Feihong for a while, Rambo for a while, but his cheap expression plays Rambo, Lambo fans will weep.

In the end, after rushing for hundreds of meters, He Ming played his favorite, Brother Xiaolong: "I am Bruce Lee, how are you all? Oh oh oh - we Chinese people are not the sick men of East Asia! Want to die? Oh oh oh!"