Chapter 1169: Mistakes (fifth more, for monthly tickets)

Suddenly, the lights in the factory went out.
Despair began to spread from the first scream.
Bassaco and Gasval have been in the second-floor office. They look through the window and see the inside of the factory.
There are red lines spreading in the dark, and there are successive gunfires.
Bang bang
"Open the door ... Boss, help ..."
A man was desperately knocking on the office door.
Barsac opened the door and was about to pull his hand in.
But that man seemed to be holding his back by something.
Then the whole person flew out, fell off the fence and fell to the ground.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
"Devil, it's a demon ... our enemy is not a human, it's a demon ..." Basak kept holding the cross. He felt the cross a little hot, and his face was full of panic.
The red lines began to spread from every corner.
Geiswal hastily closed the door.
But this does not stop the spread of red lines.
The red veins penetrated under the door slit.
Barsacco and Gasval shot guns on the ground.
However, the bullet bounced on Geiswal's thigh.
Basko was so frightened that he smashed the glass window and fell downstairs.
Bassaco didn't know where he was going to flee. He found a trash can, then drilled in, and kept holding the cross, hiding in the trash can.
The sound of gunfire and screams in my ears did not stop, and lasted for a long time.
"Almighty Lord, please bless your godly servant and dispel this mighty power."
...
"Boton, are you up?"
"Damn it, Daus, you're calling so early, it's absolutely fine."
"You guessed it, the industrial area in the northern suburbs."
"It should be a Mexican site, right?"
"Ok."
"What happened?"
"You know when you come."
Bolton already had a bad hunch.
Sure enough, when he arrived at the scene, he saw countless broken limbs.
A police officer seemed to be seeing this picture for the first time, and was still vomiting beside him.
Bolton looked more dignified as he looked at the picture in front of him.
Even though these are criminals, no one can remain calm in the face of this scene.
Bolton came out to breathe, and the smell inside was unbearable.
"How many people were killed?"
"It's still the same as yesterday. There is no one dead. From the number of limbs, there are 325 people, and all of them are Mexicans and Colombians."
Bolton slammed the trash can next to him: "Damn."
"what……"
Suddenly, a howl came from the trash.
The police around were also frightened, all of them took out their pistols and pointed at the trash can.
Bolton made a gesture, stepped forward cautiously, and opened the trash can.
"Bassaco !?"
"It's me, it's me, Mr. Police, arrest me, I plead guilty, I plead guilty, and I confess all the allegations, get me up soon."
At the moment the Basakco shouted incoherently.
Everyone was full of horror, and Bolton asked, "Did you see what happened last night?"
"Demons ... Demons ... we have been attacked by demons, blood is spreading, blood is spreading ..."
"Asshole, you better be honest with me, tell me quickly what happened."
"I demand entry to the tightest prison, and if you can send me in, I'll tell you what happened."
Burton and Daws glanced at each other, but they knew how sad the man in front of them was.
What exactly happened to him scared him like this.
...
"Guys, come on!" Chen Min clapped his hands, watching the Los Angeles University and San Diego University teams on the basketball court.
"Offensive attack." Robert also called beside him. "Pierre, extraordinary, don't pass."
Pierre played exceptionally, and he was just as deadly.
Just like the training these days, all kinds of crazy play.
No way, he had to go all out.
Because Chen Yan is on the sidelines.
He felt that if he didn't do his best or lost the game.
Chen Yan is likely to talk to him afterwards.
"Three-pointers, doing a good job." Chen Yi shook his fist.
At this time, the Los Angeles University team was 15 points ahead.
Chen Ye has never been an orthodox basketball fan.
However, in this atmosphere, as the leader of Los Angeles University, he certainly hopes that his school's team can win.
He will cheer for every attack and yell at every conceded goal.
He is no different from the ordinary audience in the auditorium.
Until the end of the game, the Los Angeles University team maintained a 15-point lead.
"Children, do a good job." Chen Huan hugged every player and gave encouragement.
Including Pierre, when Pierre hugged Chen Chen, his entire body was strained.
Back on the bus, these players are still in the joy of victory.
"Mr. Chen, do you want to quiet them?"
"No, they won an important game and made them happy."
Chen Rong also rarely kept them quiet.
At this time, there was a news broadcast on the television hanging from the bus.
"According to the information obtained by our station, an extremely violent murder occurred in the northern suburban industrial area last night. According to reliable sources, a total of 324 people were cut off from the hands and feet of two gangs, but no scene was left at the scene. One body, only one survivor was found. "
When heard of the survivors, Chen Kun frowned.
Forget it, just a survivor.
"The survivor is a male. It is said that this man is the famous Mexican ambassador Bassaco, but it is said that when Bassaco was taken away by the police, he was already in a state of insanity and asked the police to detain him in the strictest prison. And confess his crimes in the past. "
Suddenly Chen Chen's face became cold, if it was just a small cricket, it wouldn't matter.
But the person he missed is actually the boss of the Mexican gang.
This can't stand it.
"Shut up for me, it's noisy, like what's the matter." Chen Yan angered.
Robert also stood up: "Both give me peace, but just won a game. Do you think you have won the championship? Is it worth the joy?"
The bus suddenly quieted inside, and Robert glanced at the news on TV.
He faintly speculated that the case in the TV news was likely related to Chen Ying.
In the first half of the news, Chen Ye's face has always been as usual.
But when he heard that there were survivors, he obviously changed his face.
During the subsequent journey, Chen Yan closed his eyes.
Only Robert, who was sitting next to him, could feel that Chen Ye exuded a very uncomfortable feeling.
Just then, Chen Ye's phone rang.
"Chairman, something happened." Kaos called.
"What happened?"
"When I drove the truck back to Los Angeles, I met a police officer on the way. I dropped the car on the highway and fled. Those people ..."
Chen Ye's face was even deeper. Those people were touched by Chen Ye's perfect potion and would not die immediately.
If they were found by the police, wouldn't that mean they're busy?
"I lit the car before I left," Kaos said.
"Well, that's pretty much ... but you rented the big truck? Are you sure the police won't find you?"
"President, I did not rent it in my own capacity."