Chapter 59 Hand Blade

Little Albert kept rolling to the side, dodging the bullets that followed him, while enduring the pain, he stretched his left hand into his right waist, trying to take out the pistol hanging on his waist.

But at this moment.

An oval object that looked like an egg seemed to have predicted where Little Albert would land.

After rolling on the ground for a few times at the right time, it landed accurately beside Little Albert, and was just pressed under the rolling Little Albert.

? ? ?

Little Albert felt something hit his stomach, and he didn't have time to react.

A dazzling flash rose under him.

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud bang, Little Albert's body was directly torn into pieces in the sky-high flames, and most of his body was directly blown into blood foam and sprayed out.

A layer of dark red plasma was painted on the walls on both sides of the alley.

At the entrance of the alley, Winnie, who was in a somewhat embarrassed state, looked at the little Albert who was blown to death by the eggshell grenade in the alley, swallowed his saliva, and then asked Ailin beside him with a look of palpitation: "Damn it, how come you have such a dangerous thing on you?"

If Ailin hadn't pulled him in time, he would have been splashed with blood and foam when the grenade exploded.

Winnie felt sick just thinking about that scene.

But at the same time, he was also shocked by the explosive power of the grenade in Ailin's hand.

That inconspicuous grenade that looked only the size of an egg was several times more powerful than the standard grenade equipped by their police station.

As far as he knew, Ailin was just a high school student, how could he have such a dangerous thing in his hand.

Aylin shrugged his shoulders when he heard this: "The latest experimental grenade of the Osborne Group is still in the testing stage. As a shareholder of the Osborne Group, it's not strange for me to carry some test products with me to test the data!"

Winnie looked at Aylin in surprise when he heard this, and then turned his head.

Since Aylin's reminder just now saved his life, Winnie was just going to remind Aylin about this matter, and didn't intend to get to the bottom of it.

But isn't Aylin an ordinary orphan? When did he become a shareholder of the Osborne Group?

Find a chance to talk to George about it.

After turning his mind, he temporarily put this idea aside.

Winnie endured the nausea, stepped on the sticky blood and flesh on the ground, came to the relatively intact head of little Abbott, and kicked his head.

"You bastard..."

If Ailin hadn't just rushed out of the cold storage and looked up and found this bastard, and then pulled himself who had just run out of the cold storage to stop him here, I'm afraid this bastard would have really run away this time.

Once he ran away, it would not be so easy for them to find this guy again.

If he really ran away, wouldn't the revenge of those innocent corpses in the cold storage, the captured girl locked in the cage, and Helen's family be unresolved.

That's right.

This guy suddenly appeared here, so the explosion of Abbott Refrigeration Company just now must be related to him.

Just as Winnie was constantly making associations, in his stunned eyes, the head that he kicked a few times suddenly coughed a few times.

"Ahem... Ahem... No, damn it, I won't accept it!"

After a few light coughs, the bloody head of Little Albert rolled on the ground for a few rounds, then suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Winnie with extremely resentful eyes, and said madly: "It's all you, damn guy, die together..."

Accompanied by the last roar, the bloody spider pattern on Little Albert's head flashed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Little Albert, who had only one head left, opened his mouth, Winnie, who felt something was wrong, suddenly stopped his legs under the illumination of the bloody light.

Just when the bloody spider pattern on Little Albert's head was shining more and more, driving Little Albert's bloody head to swell up.

A silver-white silk thread, like a slender silver needle, pierced directly into Little Albert's head.

The next second.

The extremely strong resentment vaguely formed the shape of a girl, and instantly burst out from the silver silk thread. The resentment was like a tsunami, instantly submerging the blood-colored spider pattern, and then constantly eroding and impacting the blood-colored spider pattern.

At this moment, the evil spider pattern seemed unable to stop the endless resentment, and was corroded and worn away.

After losing the protection of the blood-colored spider pattern.

Little Albert's slightly swollen head quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than three seconds.

This bloody head turned into a pool of ashes with bones and flesh, and was completely swallowed up by the resentful love thread.

After swallowing Little Albert's head, Ailin felt a trace of extreme pleasure from the resentful love thread.

It seemed to thank Ailin for giving it the opportunity to kill the heartless man.

Then, the resentful thread that seemed to have grown longer quickly softened, shrinking into circles of soft silk threads, and wrapped around Ailin's fingers again.

After witnessing the terrible power of the poisonous love thread, Ailin subconsciously became gentler when he touched it.

He didn't want to experience the power of the poisonous love thread himself.

When Ailin put away the poisonous love thread, Winnie, who was confused by the light of the blood-colored spider pattern, gradually got rid of the state of absent-mindedness just now.

"What's going on? What happened to me just now?"

After being confused for a few seconds, Winnie instantly recalled the strange head of little Albert just now.

"Not good."

After subconsciously taking a step and running out of the alley at a high speed, Winnie saw Ailin looking at him with a strange look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

When he turned his head and looked at the blood-colored alley again.

On the ground in the alley, where is there a head that can talk and emit a strange light!

? ? ? ? ?

"Huh? Why is that guy's head gone?"

After muttering involuntarily, Winnie immediately turned his head to look at Aylin beside him.

Aylin smiled and said, "Just now, after that head said something cruel, it suddenly turned into a pool of ashes in a flash of red light. Look, the ashes are still there!"

As he said that, Aylin pointed to the obvious ashes in the alley.