Chapter 528 Guzman (First Update, to Make up for Yesterday's) Please Vote for Me and Subscribe!

"Tommy! Tommy!" Feeling uneasy, Guzman began to call his close brother. But what made him feel palpitating was that his trusted brother did not come as usual! The name Tommy looks cute, but in fact Tommy is a super strong man with a height of two meters and a weight of more than 400 kilograms. He used to be a wrestler, but his career ended after he accidentally killed his opponent, and he was sued for drinking too much before the game.

Guzman met this man in prison who looked honest but had a very violent personality. They became good friends, and during Guzman's short prison career, Tommy helped him become a prison bully. After that, Guzman paid a lawyer to get Tommy out, and Tommy followed him all the time, inseparable.

But now, Tommy did not respond at all!

Something happened!

Although Guzman couldn't think of anything that could make Tommy, a super wrestler, disappear silently?

But the facts are here, he must find a way.

The next moment, Guzman opened his drawer and took out an M500!

The M500 revolver, known as the most powerful pistol in the world, is the M500 revolver of Smith & Wesson in the United States. The M500 revolver is also very famous in the world of pistols, and its fame comes from its large caliber. This gun has a caliber of 50 inches, that is, 7 mm, and fires 50 Magnum high-powered pistol bullets. Because the bullet is too large, the general revolver chamber can hold six rounds of bullets, but this one can only hold five!

However, this thing is so powerful that it has no military practical value. After all, few people can withstand the terrible recoil of this gun. This thing is used to hunt large prey. It is no problem to kill a cow with one shot. Of course, there are no large animals in the world for it to hunt now, and those endangered animals are too busy to protect. The M500 large-caliber revolver is 457mm long, with a barrel length of 2. The empty gun weighs 32kg, which is close to the weight of a micro submachine gun. The grip is made of polymer material. In any way, it is indeed a cannon among pistols.

Guzman's gun is more for collection than for practical use. The gun body is decorated with gorgeous patterns, and the handle is made of ivory, which is very expensive at first glance. But he really likes this gun very much, and he feels safe holding it in his hand. Of course, in order to deal with accidents, he also took an M1911.

He walked out of the office carefully and found that the factory was extremely dark, and even only the dim emergency lights emitted a little light, so as not to plunge the entire factory into darkness.

It was quiet outside.

There was no business at all.

Not only the sound of machinery, but also the normal chirping of insects and birds. ,

Guzman felt like he had walked into a cemetery, and there was endless malice hidden in the silence!

"Is anyone there?!"

Guzman never thought he was timid. He was a drug dealer, and he had seen too many dead people. He had killed many people in his life. He was not afraid of the living, so why would he be afraid of the dead?

Before today, he did not think he would be afraid. But now... he was really afraid.

Everything in front of him was too weird!

So he wanted to find someone else to give him courage.

"Pa!"

A round of applause!

Guzman shuddered.

"Who's there?!"

"Pa!" Another round of applause.

Guzman was even more flustered when he heard no answer. He did not look like a powerful gangster now, but like an elderly woman who had just watched a horror movie and was afraid to go to the toilet alone. That look was particularly ridiculous.

"Pa!" This sound was no longer applause, but the sound of turning on the lights.

For a moment, the whole factory was lit up.

But this did not bring any comfort to Guzman, because... the whole factory was full of blood!

The blood was flowing freely in the factory, and many places were still dripping blood!

This shows that the bloodstains were still fresh!

Click!

There was a sound of leather shoes hitting the ground.

Guzman looked up.

He found that a man in a suit appeared in the factory at some point.

Click!

The man did not speak, but slowly walked towards Guzman.

"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?!!" Guzman raised his gun. "Stop!"

The man really stopped.

The man looked up and observed the surroundings, and sighed helplessly: "You guys are playing too much... This will make me very embarrassed."

As if in response to the man, heavy roars came from the dark places where the lights could not reach, and there was also a trace of wailing from hell.

Guzman listened and immediately aimed his gun at those places, but soon he gave up, the sound came from all directions.

"Who are you?!"

Guzman could only hope that the only person in front of him could give him an answer, preferably the answer he wanted to hear, such as everything was a joke.

"Guzman?"

This time, the man finally responded to him directly.

"I am!"

"That's good. It seems that these two guys are reliable and didn't kill you as well." The man seemed relieved. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Hannibal!"

"Han... Nibal?" Guzman felt that his thinking was a little stuck. His first reaction was: "The Silence of the Lambs?"

"Tsk... you are such a nasty person." Kai felt that he was looked down upon. What the hell, why is it always this reaction? Has the popularity of Chicago Cannibal Hannibal become so low?

Unexpectedly, this made Guzman startled and react.

There is another Hannibal in this world!

He is also a cannibal!

The key is that this person is not from the movie, but real!

"You... you... you are... Hannibal!"

"... Yes... I am." Hannibal played by Kai was too weak to complain. "Forget it, don't dwell on this little problem. Come on, friend. I want to ask you a few questions."

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Unexpectedly, Hannibal was responded with five consecutive bullets!

Guzman is also strong and healthy, and all five bullets hit Kai's body.

But Guzman was not happy at all, but became more terrified.

Because the bullet was swallowed up by shadows the moment it touched Hannibal, and Hannibal was unharmed!

"Tsk... This is not good. I thought our conversation would be more... um... more civilized. But you made a bad choice, a very bad choice." As he spoke, a bunch of dark and sticky black smoke rose from Hannibal.

"Don't... Don't come over! Don't come over! Help! Help!!!"

This night is destined to be restless.