SFS Chapter 144: Massacre at the Police Station
Chapter 144: Massacre at the Police Station
The same strange flame, the same pale note, and the same nine words!
Jingbian, who was deliberately looking for trouble, was immediately frightened out of his wits in front of a porcelain shop on the street.
“This~this~this~”
The muscles on the thin and harsh face of the man standing by the well kept twitching and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
The three wandering men who were accompanying him seemed to be frightened and immediately moved away from the well, fearing that they would be contaminated by the bad luck of this unfortunate man.
Capital Police Department.
"Director Ishikawa, help me!"
"This must be the anti-Japanese elements taking advantage of the situation. As overseas Chinese of the great Japanese country, they should not be slaughtered innocently like this!"
Jingbian, who was extremely frightened, grabbed Ishikawa's arm and spoke in a crying voice.
"Innocent? You are innocent!"
Ishikawa pushed him away and looked coldly at the frightened ronin. Ronin were hooligans, and even in Japan they were considered lowly people who could not be seen in public.
Ishikawa knew exactly what kind of people they were.
"It's just that you said one thing right."
"As a Japanese expatriate, even a bastard like you shouldn't be killed at will!"
"Mr. Jingbian, you should go back first! I will send capable police officers to protect you in two days. I promise that nothing will happen to harm the expatriates of my great country of Japan!"
Ishikawa still clearly showed that he didn't like this person.
Jingbian didn't care about this or he had already gotten used to it. What did it matter? As long as his life could be guaranteed, he could accept any attitude.
He has to keep his life to enjoy the glamorous world in the Korean capital!
After getting the assurance from Director Ishikawa, Jingbian walked out in shock.
Two days later.
Beijing Police Station.
Jingbian sat trembling in a temporary detention room in the police station. His hands and feet could not help shaking. He lowered his head and did not dare to look outside.
In front of the well, there were a total of eight fully-equipped police officers, holding guns and on full alert. They stood in two rows in front of the well to protect this unfortunate Japanese ronin.
In addition, there were more than twenty armed police officers on guard outside the detention room.
With such luxurious configuration, Director Ishikawa has reason to believe that if it was a man-made incident, the same tragedy would never happen again.
Time passed little by little, it was already the whole morning and nothing happened.
What a bullshit divine punishment! They just retreated when they saw the security forces of our great Japan!
Most police officers had this thought in their minds, and only a few new police officers still had doubts in their minds:
The native Japanese shikigami will never give up until they achieve their goal. Will the Korean divine punishment give up easily?
The next second.
Bang!
The flames that ignited from the wooden boards that fell from the sky answered their question.
Everyone in the police station, including Ishikawa, was stunned: How dare they do this?
"Fire!" Ishikawa ordered loudly!
Damn, are there monsters in the world that can’t be killed by bullets?
Da da da da…
The planks continued to burn, bullets fired, and red sawdust flew everywhere.
The word "divine punishment" appears faster!
Roar!
Three monsters jumped out of the burning flames: a mutant werewolf and two advanced mechanical beasts.
The sudden appearance of the horrific creatures scared everyone. Most of them had never seen these three monsters in person. It was their first close encounter and some of them had already wet their pants.
In the detention room, Jingbian desperately covered his ears with his hands to prevent the monster's roar from reaching his brain. He lowered his head in fear and fell to the ground with a thud.
A yellowish, fishy liquid flows out from under the butt!
Literally scared to death.
Outside.
This time, the three-headed monsters were not in a hurry to catch people, nor did they intentionally avoid the police officers. It seemed that the other side's gunshots angered them.
The mutant werewolf jumped high, and when it landed, its sharp claws almost tore a police officer in half from shoulder to thigh, and the scarlet, warm blood splashed on the faces of the two police officers who were nearby.
One of them turned and ran, and the other collapsed to the ground.
The werewolf turned around and leaped up, slamming the fleeing man with his huge claws. His head was smashed like a watermelon, making him deader than dead.
The police officer who collapsed on the ground was trampled to death by a mechanical beast that rushed over.
The moment the three-headed monster appeared, the three police officers successfully received their lunch boxes.
"Hold on, I'll call for military support!" Ishikawa was not scared. He found a plausible excuse, opened the back door, and escaped.
How can human power fight against such a monster?
Running away as soon as possible is the wisest choice!
The werewolves worked with the mechanical beasts to take care of more than twenty police officers outside the detention room in less than three minutes, or it would be more appropriate to call it a massacre.
Whether it is werewolves or mechanical beasts, in this era, they are invincible as long as there is no continuous high-power bullet shooting or heavy weapons attack.
Compared to what happened to the eight police officers in the detention room, the people outside died relatively easily.
In front of Jingbian, eight policemen had their limbs torn off and their heads smashed into pieces. Jingbian fainted from fright.
Ah~~~
A scream that was not like a human voice came from the throat beside the well and could be heard clearly hundreds of meters away.
I was awakened by the pain at the well.
Because he had been caught outside the door, pressed to the ground, and his limbs were instantly smashed into minced meat by the three monsters.
The werewolf grabbed his head and what was left of his body and threw him high into the air.
In the bright sunlight at noon, a golden Western-style sword descended vertically from the clouds. At an extremely fast speed, it passed through the top of the well with flames, pierced through his body from top to bottom, then returned to the sky and disappeared.
A Japanese prodigal died by the well.
Roar!
The mutant werewolf let out a beast roar that shook the heavens and the earth in the direction where Ishikawa was fleeing, as if warning him not to meddle in other people's business.
Soon, the three monsters jumped onto the roof of the police station and disappeared in all directions.
The corpses were left on the ground, some in pieces, some incomplete, some intact.
The Beijing Police Station was now looking like a hell, with mutilated corpses scattered everywhere, without any sound or life, and it was as silent as death.
Blood flowed out from the gap in the tightly closed door, forming a small stream.
Bloody stream!
In the second divine punishment, all 29 police officers of the Capital Police Department were killed, and the Japanese expatriate Ibe who was being protected died in the same way as Sakatanoh.
Originally, the death of a Japanese ronin was just a topic of discussion on the streets, and did not attract much attention from the authorities.
But now it is different. The death of 29 Japanese police officers is almost an earthquake for the Japanese colonial regime in the capital.
Director Ishikawa, who had luckily escaped, returned to his official residence with trembling legs. His face was pale and his lips were purple. He drank a pot of hot tea in one gulp and only then did he recover a little.
Yukiko Maeda, wearing a floral double-breasted kimono, had a murderous look on her pretty and dignified face.
"Ninja team, everyone, go out and find out who is behind this!"
"Yes!"
The four masked men kneeling behind Maeda Yukiko responded in unison.