Horror Studio

v3 Chapter 1544: Sorry dinner

Small towns are no better than cities. After 9 o'clock in the evening, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreases, and some street restaurants have closed.

  

   Hawkeye and Qiancang arrived at a neat and well-decorated restaurant. After making a request and paying a reward, the boss readily accepted. Since the small movie came out, Hawkeye has participated in many performances in order to bribe Xiaotai and pay for the investigation. However, due to his outstanding performance, his reputation value has not been reduced much, plus the legacy left by the cat’s ears. There is still a lot of deposit, a lot, even if you buy a restaurant on this street, it is more than enough.

  

   After receiving the money, the boss gave the key to Hawkeye, and said "use whatever you want." After that, he left with an uncontrollable smile and even hummed a little song. If it weren't for Hawkeye to show that he doesn't need help, he can even buy groceries now.

  

   "I think we are the gods of wealth." Qiancang looked at the boss from behind, then spread his hands, "Unfortunately, he doesn't have much time to enjoy."

  

   "Find a location and do it anywhere, about half an hour to an hour." Hawkeye walked into the kitchen with a black suitcase, and then closed the door.

  

   Qiancang looked at the closed kitchen door, thoughtfully, then he sat on the chair near the counter, folded his hands together, supported his chin, and fell into thought.

  

   In the kitchen, Hawkeye looked at the kitchen utensils in the restaurant, then opened the refrigerator cabinet, decided the dishes, and started to cut vegetables.

  

  The sharp kitchen knife cuts the pork into thin slices. Although it is not as exaggerated as the animation, it is quite standard.

  

  ……

  

   Outskirts of the town.

  

Yang Fan put on his helmet, and then stepped off the conference car. He raised his head. Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars dot the night. Under the moon, dozens of helicopters are flying towards the target area, and every four helicopters are hanging blue. Color container.

  

   Ahead, in the combat headquarters, the members responsible for the deployment of the squad have arrived.

  

   Since the clay sculpture **** was established, it was unable to communicate with the outside, so some staff members conducted on-site command. Considering that the ground in the area will be affected, the construction workers are building a targeted ground, which is equivalent to a ground patched together by countless narrow steps.

  

   Yang Fan followed the guide to the command post, and he met several persons in charge of the same level as him.

  

   "What's on top?" Yang Fan pointed to the top.

  

   A middle-aged man with glasses turned his head and explained:

  

   "The latest model of mission robots, you can call them gyros. The basic and advanced tests have been completed, but it will take some time before the actual application. This time, since there is no need to consider the need to stay alive, I sent it to help."

  

   Yang Fan frowned slightly and did not answer.

  

   The middle-aged man with glasses ignored him and continued:

  

"Although the tops still have many flaws in performing complex tasks, they are definitely the king of weapons in addition to a wide range of weapons in terms of killing efficiency. During the formation of the clay sculpture hell, they will be sent to perform pre-cleaning tasks. According to records, surgery Knife finally tested the F-23 squad, which is also the squad where Hawkeye is. It is to test the robot spider man’s battlefield application. I think, for the sake of anger and revenge for the scalpel organization, he will probably let go of things first. To get rid of us."

  

   Yang Fan heard this, his nose widened and pupils contracted, and asked:

  

   "Is the purpose of your slaughter just to divert him?"

  

   Suddenly, the air became a little heavier.

  

The middle-aged man with glasses raised his right hand, pushed the frame, and replied: "Not at all, maybe the top can kill him. Yang Fan, the clay sculpture **** has already begun to transform the entire area, and the people inside will die sooner or later. It's better to dig a little more. value."

  

   "In that case, why don't you bomb it directly?" Yang Fan didn't entangle the question just now, "What about the nuclear bomb? Wouldn't it be better to directly use the nuclear bomb?"

  

The middle-aged man with glasses chuckled, shook his head and said: "Even if the carpet bombing kills them, it is difficult to identify them in a short time. As for the nuclear bomb, the application has been passed. If Eagle Eye and his accomplices have not been killed before dawn, the nuclear bomb I will be here..." At this point, he clicked on the ground with his right foot, "...Falling, everyone will die, even you and me."

  

   Yang Fan's face was pale, the situation was completely beyond his control.

  

   "Hahaha, don't worry, before the nuclear bombing, the restrictions on the clay sculpture **** will be unlocked, and someone will pick us up at that time." The middle-aged man with glasses turned around.

  

   "What's my mission?" Yang Fan didn't plan to ask about the bombing anymore. He knew that if he continued to ask, he would not change the result.

  

   "After the top is cleaned, it's your turn to play, but I hope it doesn't need to be." The middle-aged man with glasses turned his head and looked at Yang Fan.

  

  ……

  

   Inside the restaurant, Qiancang looked out the door. There were very few people coming and going on the street, but he found the situation a little strange.

  

Although the town is not prosperous, the basic infrastructure is not backward. On the street outside the door, pedestrians will stop and look at the ground after a few steps, and then lift their feet to look at the soles of their shoes. However, a street is not a muddy road. On the second night, it did not rain. It is normal for one or two people to move unusually, but almost every pedestrian passing by has the same action, which undoubtedly shows that the situation is not simple and it is not accidental.

  

   Qiancang stood up, glanced at the closed kitchen door, turned and walked outside. When he came to the door, he was surprised to find footprints on the concrete road, and there were densely packed footprints, and it was not clear to count them coming and going.

  

   Not far away, a pedestrian came, and after a few steps, he came to the entrance of the restaurant.

  

   "What's the matter? The road is so bad? The tofu residue project?" The pedestrian looked down at the soles of his feet and accelerated his departure.

  

   Qiancangyi did not continue to observe. The experience of participating in the movie told him that the current situation is absolutely unusual. He turned and entered the restaurant. At this time, Hawkeye happened to open the restaurant door.

  

   "The situation has changed, we have to leave as soon as possible." Qiancang pointed to the door with his right hand.

  

   Hawkeye did not answer, and looked out the door in the direction of Qiancang's finger.

  

"The road is starting to soften, I guess we have been positioned, so they decided to use some taboo weapons, such as the TV you found or something like the brain in the tank~lightnovelpub.net~ intends to bring people in the whole area All wiped out." Qiancang looked out the door.

  

   "In that case, why don't you bomb here directly?" Hawkeye asked back.

  

"Maybe it's worried about the'late robbery'? After all, the brain in the tank has not exposed our position. He has not done anything. We will not be too stable along the way." Qian Cang frowned, and then his nose moved, the kitchen The scent came, but he didn't have the slightest appetite. Then, his gaze crossed the eagle eyes, looked at the kitchen, and said, "Sorry, I'm afraid I don't have time this time."

  

   Hawkeye glanced back. There are six dishes, four dishes and two soups. There are meat and vegetable dishes. Most of them are home-cooked dishes, exquisite but not luxurious.

  

  Pong!

  

   Not far away, there was a loud noise, which was not deafening, but under normal circumstances, there would never be such a noise.

  

   "Try two and go." Hawkeye turned and entered the kitchen.

  

   "I'm sorry, but I won't eat it!" Qiancang sighed and stopped Hawkeye.