Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 64 The Butcher

After getting two high-level intellectuals, the time is almost dawn. Zhou Qingfeng, who had been working all day, was also tired. He arranged for the person on duty to watch the night, and then he found his room to rest.

After sleeping for about three hours, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly felt a chill in his neck. He was immediately shocked, his muscles were tense but he didn't dare to move. When he opened his eyes, he saw an ugly big man sitting beside his bed, grinning silently at him.

The big man held a sharp knife across Zhou Qingfeng's neck. This man had messy hair, and he looked like a primitive man. There were scars after another on his face, ugly and terrifying, as if he had been disfigured in a fire.

The big man is quite sturdy, with large knuckles in his palms, thick arms, and rough skin with long fine hairs. Although the suit he wears looks like a high-end hand-made custom, it gives the impression that there is a bear stuffed in the suit.

"Your name is Victor Hugo?" The ugly big man asked with a smile, "I've seen the video of you killing people, and your skills make me very interested. But I want to know how you can get rid of the current situation? Count down to one, two, three, if you can't get rid of it, I'll kill you! One, two, three,..."

The ugly big man grinned with cynicism on his face. But when he counted to three, he really swung the knife to hit Zhou Qingfeng's neck. This is not a joke, but a real hands-on!

Zhou Qingfeng's muscles were already tense, his heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were indifferently staring at the big man who appeared in front of him inexplicably. The situation in front of him didn't allow him to think too much. When the sharp blade began to cut his neck, the ability of 'intelligent' automatically came into play, and when he was attacked, he was forcibly pulled back for a second!

Zhou Qingfeng, who was lying on the bed, forcefully tilted his neck back, as far as possible from the blade. At the same time, he contracted his stomach and legs, his legs that were lying flat were retracted to his chest, and then he pushed out like tight springs.

The whole process took just one second, Zhou Qingfeng burst out with his greatest strength, while the blade on his neck continued to cut, his legs were already on the chest of the ugly man!

With a loud bang, Zhou Qingfeng kicked his legs firmly. He could feel his opponent's extremely strong body, and his weight alone was no less than 120 kilograms.

But even this extremely sturdy body was kicked out under Zhou Qingfeng's super explosive force. The ugly big man was still smiling, but his body flew upside down uncontrollably. He didn't know what Zhou Qingfeng did at all, and he couldn't even take any precautions against it.

However, the ugly big man flew a distance of three or four meters, and the others were in the air, but his body quickly regained his balance and his feet landed smoothly. However, Zhou Qingfeng was unforgiving, he immediately took out his pistol from under his pillow, aimed at the opponent and pulled the trigger.

slap..., no bullets!

When Zhou Qingfeng wanted to find another weapon, he heard Lena Fox's voice shouting from the side: "Victor, stop!"

Miss Fox was standing aside, just looking at her sleepy eyes, apparently being called out of bed just now, "Okay, we think you already know each other. It's nothing special, please don't disturb my sleep again. ."

Miss Fox turned and left impatiently, while the ugly big man standing a few meters away shouted excitedly: "Yeah... boy, your explosive speed is something I've never seen before, and it's extremely powerful. You really gave me a surprise!"

Zhou Qingfeng glared at each other with an angry face, and roared, "Who are you?"

"My name is Nikolai Ivan Ivaninovich, but you are qualified to call me by my nickname - 'The Butcher'." The ugly big Han stretched out his hand to Zhou Qingfeng, waiting to shake his hand.

"Butcher?" Zhou Qingfeng remembered that Lena Fox said that she was able to escape from Locke only because a friend named 'Butcher' helped her. And all the equipment in Alonzo's laboratory was also transported by this friend to the kidnappers.

But these couldn't quell his anger at being raided, "You just wanted to really kill me!"

"Anyway, killing is not punished now, so why not kill? On the way I came, I saw more than a dozen violent crimes. Overnight, there were at least hundreds of corpses in Manhattan. No police came forward, only the gods of the church. Stick stood up and barely maintained a fragile order in front of him.

And when I entered the room, you didn't respond. When I took off your pistol, you were sound asleep. Your vigilance is so weak that you deserve to be killed in the end. The butcher shrugged, still smiling, "In a disordered world, the weak will die like a dog is worthless. "

This casual tone made Zhou Qingfeng feel a chill in his heart. He can be considered to have killed a lot of people, but he will never kill for no reason. Compared to the guy in front of him who wants to kill, he is really weak.

No wonder Lena Fox would rather risk a huge risk to follow Zhou Qingfeng than ask him for help. This kind of character is too bad!

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the other side a few times before shaking his hands with his anger. He was no longer sleepy at the moment, got up and got out of bed and went to the bathroom. When he came out, 'Dog Meat' ran over and circled around his trouser legs.

"Silly dog, I asked you to protect me, so you protect me like this?" Zhou Qingfeng scolded angrily, "I almost died, you know?"

'Dog Meat' was still whimpering with his tail tucked, biting Zhou Qingfeng's trouser legs and swinging, as if begging for his forgiveness. On the contrary, the butcher laughed and said, "Your mechanical dog is actually quite alert. If I hadn't called Lena first, it would definitely not have let me in."

The information of Lena Fox is solidified in the biochemical brain of 'dog meat', and this absolute master authority cannot be eliminated.

In such a situation, Zhou Qingfeng could only recognize it. Although he was upset, he still asked the butcher in a relaxed manner: "What are you doing here with me? I remember Lena said you were the executive chef of some top restaurant."

"Ah, I'm a good cook, but it's a peacetime job. Now that the whole New York, and even the whole world, is in chaos, I think I need to go back to my old business. So I need some strength. , a companion who can gain my approval."

The butcher dragged out a large cloth bag from a corner of the room, unzipped it and grabbed a PKM machine gun with a drum cartridge. He felt like he was touching his lover when he touched the gun, and his grin was full of rough vicissitudes.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the cloth bag, and was stunned to find that there were several long and short guns, sabers, body armor, helmets, military boots, night vision goggles, more than twenty grenades, and two RPG rocket launchers. The pile even included several mines and bags of plastic explosives.

"Where did you get these things?" Zhou Qingfeng's scalp was numb when he looked at it. Although Americans possessed a large number of firearms, these are definitely contraband with 'destructive power'. Definitely a target of the US Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives.

"When I smuggled into the United States ten years ago, I brought it with me!" The butcher looked proud when he said this.

Awesome!

If such weapons are seen by the US Coast Guard or customs, they will definitely regard this big man as an extreme terrorist!

"Then what did you do before smuggling?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

"Before?" The butcher said with a wry smile, "Before I came to America, I was a traitor to my motherland!"

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