Nine and eighteen

"Where are you going?" A man's voice sounded.

"Go to the toilet." It was Sandy's voice.

"Don't go with two people." The man's voice was hesitant. "Go one by one, or else."

"I'm just taking the child to the toilet!" Sandy's voice became louder, "We two women, what can we do?"

"Hurry up then," said the man.

Soon Sandy took Ruby around the corner and met Tommy who was standing still. The expressions of the two were exactly the same.

And without the slightest surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Sandy's lips parted, but no sound came out.

Tommy nodded and followed behind the two, his footsteps silent.

Sandy and Ruby made normal footsteps, but they created the illusion that they were walking to the left, but they made a sound of turning right.

Tommy followed behind the two with a playful expression. These two women, one big and one small, were a bit interesting.

He had already discovered the mother-daughter problem, and whether it was the real mother-daughter definitely needed to be investigated. And this little girl named Ruby can lip language. When she entered this rest stop, she lay on Roland's shoulder and said something to him, which was quite interesting.

She said: Hey, do you dare to kill?

And just now, this woman named Sandy also lip-talked to him, which was also very interesting.

She said: Hey, come with me!

The three walked to a locked door, and Tommy instantly understood that there was probably something locked for the two of them, and he wanted to break it open with an axe himself.

This place is far away from those people, and it is also a long distance away from Roland's luxurious room, and the three of them will not be heard by anyone talking normally.

"You two, what's your name?" Tommy smiled and weighed the axe, he didn't think Sandy and Ruby would be their real names.

"My name is Molly! But" the corners of the woman's mouth cracked open and her fingers pointed at herself extremely boldly. Although her deliberately disguised and stained face did not change, her temperament changed instantly at this moment. Out of arrogance.

"I prefer people to call me Nine!"

Tommy moved slightly, what a domineering woman!

"What's so arrogant?" The twelve-year-old girl snorted coldly and squinted her eyes at Tommy: "Just call her nine, I don't have a name yet, only a code name: Eighteen."

"Okay, nine, eighteen."

The corners of Tommy's mouth twitched. If he hadn't understood lip language, he would have been deceived by these two people. Life was like a drama, and it all depended on his acting skills.

Tommy held the axe in his hand and pointed at the lock on the door with his eyes, "You guys have to be fast, there's not a lot of noise here."

The twelve-year-old girl named Eighteen raised evilly at the corner of her mouth: "Don't worry, it's definitely faster than your hand speed when you stand."

Tommy was so frightened that the axe almost dropped out of his hands. Is this what a twelve-year-old girl said?

"Enough!" Molly snorted coldly at eighteen, with blue veins jumping on her forehead: "Don't talk if you're okay!"

"Humph!" eighteen's immature face became even more sinister, a little devil who was alive and well: "One-half of me, why did you assign me?"

Half? Tommy was stunned.

Oh yes, the number nine is indeed one-half of eighteen.

However, why is it so strange to say these words from the eighteen mouths, it sounds like they are cursing?

Tommy was stunned for a few seconds, he felt that he was probably insane!

bang!

Tommy's axe slashed hard, smashing the door lock in an instant.

brush! In the blink of an eye, Molly and eighteen took the lead to open the door and rushed in very quickly.

"What sound?!" Roland, who was enjoying himself, pushed Ada away, grabbed the axe and ran out before he could put on his clothes.

"Boss!" Several people outside gathered in an instant, "The voice came from the warehouse!"

Roland's face was gloomy, someone broke into the warehouse? !

Oh shit! Whoever dares to touch his things, he must kill him!

"Come on with the weapon!" Roland roared, with a ferocious look on his face, "Kill him!"

It was a dimly lit room filled with various supplies.

tear

Tommy just went in when he heard the sound of a bag being torn open.

Molly and eighteen are now trying their best to tear open a pile of sanitary napkin packaging bags in front of them. They tore open them quickly with their fingers, and took out a bunch of scattered parts from it.

Ka Ka Ka

Two pairs of pure white hands are like machines, flexibly fiddling with the assembly in front of them, making a sound that stimulates the eardrums.

Tommy watched with his own eyes two women, one big and one small, as no one else assembled the pile of scattered parts into two automatic rifles at an unbelievable speed.

It's a real gun!

Eighteen was even faster, and Molly didn't assemble the gun until she had found all the magazines scattered around.

Tommy frowned deeply. It would not be surprising to see such a situation in the last ten years. Everyone was very familiar with guns at that time, but today is only the fourth day of the end, and the scene in front of him is completely unreasonable.

At this time, the country hadn't sent helicopters to drop airdrop packages in various places, so it was impossible for ordinary people to carry guns, let alone one of the two women was only twelve years old.

Looking at the speed of this assembly, I definitely know the gun very well, and I have practiced it thousands of times.

What the hell are they?

"Fuck your mother!" With a sudden roar, Roland had already rushed over with five younger brothers.

Click! Molly's face was icy cold, and he loaded the magazine calmly, aiming the muzzle straight at the door.

She took time to glance at Tommy, but saw him standing behind the door with an axe in his hand, his face calm and calm. Tommy's stance is very professional, but he can shoot at the fastest speed and he guarantees his own safety. A little bit surprised Molly, but from an angle, the person he was guarding against was not just Roland who came here!

Molly's heart has a conclusion, this person and her are the same kind, but they are better than herself!

"Fuck you" Roland's scolding stopped abruptly after entering the door, and the five younger brothers behind him also stopped, and two of them almost turned around and ran.

"Where did you get the gun?"

Roland watched in horror as Molly, who was half-squatting on the ground, pointed the gun at him.

Toy? Toys are impossible, he has checked everything in this room!

Immediately afterwards, Roland's eyes caught on a pile of sanitary napkin packaging bags on the ground! The stinky girls are hiding in here!

Roland's eyes were full of anger, whether the gun was real or not, he felt that his dignity was being challenged, and he couldn't tolerate someone hiding something under his nose.

Suddenly, Roland's eyes paused again, because he actually saw an impossible person.