Chapter 1114: Deafness

Deafness. "Hoo...", Hiram straightened his waist and stood in the room, looking at the dilapidated room and the corpses lying on the ground, he let out a heavy breath of turbid air.

He walked to the light bulb, raised his arm, and looked at his forearm. There was a gunshot wound on it. The bullet tore his muscle, and he had already performed hemostatic treatment.

The wound looked a bit scary.

Gunshot wounds will show two extremes. On the side where the bullet enters the body, the bullet hole is often very neat, and there is no huge destructiveness to be seen.

If this is a penetrating wound, then in the part where the bullet penetrates, the wound will not only be larger, but there will also be many tissues torn apart and then flipped out.

Looking at that terrible wound, Hiram could only curse a few more times.

Undoubtedly, his motor function was deprived for a short time. At least after the wound healed completely, he could continue to dual-wield.

"Should we go back first?", someone asked, "Your wound doesn't look light."

Exposed wounds and those broken flesh, this kind of wound tests the surgical ability and decision-making ability of surgeons. Whether to keep more tissues or directly cut off these tissues is actually a difficult choice.

Hiram didn't answer this question. "Look first. If there are no other problems, we will go back together later."

The corpses in the duty room had been thrown from upstairs to downstairs by people. Each corpse fell heavily to the ground with a muffled "thump."

The warehouse door was also opened from the inside.

"The land around here has been hardened. If we want to bury them, we may have to transport them to a farther place."

A subordinate stood in front of Hiram and talked about a trouble that was not a trouble they encountered.

The ground of factory land is generally hardened because they need to transport materials, transport finished products, reduce water accumulation, etc.

Ground hardening has too many benefits. Almost all factories will do this, so making a hole in the hardened ground and then digging a pit inside is not an easy thing.

At least before they have engineering machinery, it is difficult to do.

On the contrary, it is simpler to transport these corpses away.

Hiram looked at the dark factory around him, and he curled his lips. "Just find a pool or something, throw them all in and burn them, and then find something to cover them."

His subordinates began to arrange for people to do it, while he himself walked into the warehouse.

In the warehouse, there are a large number of Maple Kite Grass extracts neatly placed. There are two types, one liquid and one solid. The effects are about the same, but the application scenarios are not quite the same.

This is the first time Hiram has seen so many Maple Kite Grass extracts. The raw materials burned over there before were just ordinary plants.

But now, when these things were processed and packed in beautiful glass bottles and neatly placed here, he had some touches in his heart.

He didn't know how much the things here were worth, but he knew that these things would be very valuable.

"How much are these worth in total?", he picked up a small bottle and asked casually, a small bottle that felt comfortable in his hand. When he unscrewed its cap and took it out, there was a small spoon on the cap.

As long as you align the direction, re-insert it, shake it, and pull it out again, it is the amount for one use.

These things of the Perez family are supplied to the upper class, so they are made very exquisitely, and there is gold stamping, which looks valuable.

"There is at least a million dollars worth of goods here.", a captain who knew something about Maple Kite Grass also walked to these goods and reached out to touch the extracts in the glass bottles.

There was some light in Hiram's eyes. "How to deal with these things?"

The captain didn't understand at first, thinking Hiram wanted to pull them back. "Just load the car, don't let these glass bottles break."

But soon he understood, and hurriedly explained, "I misunderstood!"

"Just flush them into the sewer."

Hiram nodded. "Didn't I hear that someone would burn them?"

The expression of that cadre was a bit strange. "Unless you want everyone to lie down, I don't suggest you do this."

Burning so many Maple Kite Grass extracts, maybe the residents near the industrial zone will feel happy tomorrow.

Hiram weighed the small bottle in his hand. "Then do it."

When people heard that goods worth millions were to be flushed into the sewer, some people also showed some reluctance on their faces. After all, these were goods worth millions.

Hiram also seemed to notice this. "Listen, this is Lanse's decision. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, you'd better be clean."

He walked to the side and sat down. "I will watch you here."

Soon, these people began to take action. There was a sewer system in the warehouse. They smashed these glass bottles on the iron fence of the sewer. The glass slag would fall down mixed with solid powder and grease.

At the same time, they didn't know where they got a water pipe and kept flushing at the sewer entrance.

Even if the Perez family knew that these things were flushed into the sewer, they were powerless.

The water flow would take those powders and grease to a farther place, and at the same time, it would leave some in place during the flow process.

Unless they cleaned the entire sewer system of the factory area, it would be difficult for them to find these goods back.

And even if they cleaned it, they might not be able to find it back.

Watching a large amount of Maple Kite Grass extract being flushed into the sewer, a family member walked over. "I found a place with a hollow sound. There might be a basement here."

This sentence made Hiram a bit surprised. He stood up immediately. "Take me to see."

Soon they came to a place. At this time, someone had already checked here. After the floor was pried open, there was a steel plate covering about five or six square meters on the ground.

The blue-gray steel plate was laid quietly on the ground. Hiram stomped hard with his feet, and the dull sound told him that the thickness of this steel plate might exceed his imagination.

Around the steel plate was a structure like a door frame, and visible traces of use could be seen.

It was not the trace of use from many years ago, but should be the trace of use in the near future. Some places where they might have used to support their bodies when entering and exiting were all oily ash, which would also shine under the not-so-strong light.

If these greases were not rubbed repeatedly, they would be decomposed by nature as long as time passed.

He crawled down, his ears sticking to the gap between the steel plate and the "door frame." There was no sound coming from inside, but it was not quite right to say there was absolutely none. There was a buzzing sound inside.

He didn't know if this was the natural sound from the hollow, or if there was any machine working inside.

Then he smelled it again, and a strange smell drilled into his nose. There must be some big secret inside!

With a curious smile on his face, he clapped his hands and stood up. "Pry it open."

The young people around him immediately brought crowbars and began to try to open this steel door.

But this was not a simple thing. The heavy steel door was embedded in the door frame almost seamlessly, and there was nothing to exert force on.

It seemed that it could only be opened from below. The surrounding ground was obviously different from the cement ground in other places, and it should be concrete, which infinitely increased the difficulty of opening it.

After a few minutes of work, they only made this steel plate entrance "big door" reveal a little gap.

Hiram looked at this gap that was as thick as a finger and stood there in a daze for a while.

The pain in his arm kept telling him that he should go to the hospital now.

He could be sure that there were people below. If this basement could only be opened from the inside, then there must be people below.

What was hidden inside? Would there be more extracts?

He didn't know, but he knew that the things inside must be very important to the Perez family.

Millions of dollars worth of goods were piled up in the warehouse like this. They clearly had a safer place, so what was in this underground warehouse with a higher safety factor? Countless thoughts collided in his mind, blooming with brilliant sparks.

After about two minutes, he ordered, "Go and get the oil out of them and our car fuel tanks."

"Just leave enough for us to drive back, and take all the extra, immediately!"

The young guys around immediately began to act according to his requirements. The Lanse family was much better at obeying orders than other family gangs. After all, they were all trained militarily.

Soon they used some small tools carried with the car to collect the gasoline. Hiram asked people to aim the chisel at the gap that had opened a small slit and continue to chisel inside to see if they could open this mouth wider.

In the middle of the night, the sound of sledgehammers rang out in the pitch-black factory area. If someone passed by here, I'm afraid they would be scared into a cold sweat.

At the same time, the workers in the underground factory huddled together.

They were very numb to what was happening. The high-intensity repetitive work had made their spirits a bit problematic.

It was not about fear or anything, just staying quietly, like a qualified tool man.

Maple Kite Grass extracts were produced here day and night, and those tiny particles visible to the naked eye floated in the air, and the temperature also seemed a bit stuffy.

Some machines on the side were still buzzing, but no one turned them off, and no one dared to turn them off.

Here, people can die, but machines cannot stop.

In the past, the Perez family also had some competitors, including other families among the five major families in the Federation. Some of them also wanted to figure out where the Perez family produced Maple Kite Grass extracts, but they could never find a clue.

Their goods seemed to appear out of thin air in the warehouse. Of course, the Perez family itself would also confuse the public through some empty cars coming and going, so no one knew that the factory was actually in the basement.

This is a modified basement, reinforced concrete, and there is a telephone line that can connect to the outside. As long as they are not broken into by people from the outside in the first place.

Fran has a way to make people outside return without success.

Whether it is official or gang.

No one has ever thought that such a thing would happen. The almost naked workers in the factory looked up numbly at the steel plate that was constantly vibrating on the stairs of the entrance.

After about ten minutes, the knocking stopped. The person in charge in the factory breathed a sigh of relief. He prayed in his heart, maybe this group of people had given up? If the phone hadn't been broken, he would have contacted the manor long ago and asked them to send someone over.

Maybe now they found that they couldn't get in, so they gave up?

He was still very confident about the safety of the basement.

After a while, someone suddenly said, "What is this smell?"

"Gasoline?"

At first, everyone didn't react, but soon they found that gasoline was flowing in continuously from some gaps left near the steel plate.

The person in charge showed a look of horror on his face. He immediately picked up the things around him that could be used to block and rushed over, trying to block these gasolines from coming in.

But there were too many gaps that were shaken open and chiseled open, and gasoline flowed in continuously.

Hiram above also clearly felt that someone below was preventing gasoline from flowing in. At first, it flowed very fast, but now it flows very slowly, which shows that someone is blocking it.

He stomped on the steel plate. "Open it now, I can guarantee you are fine."

There was no response. Hiram didn't speak anymore, just let people continue.

Some places that had been chiseled open could already pass a little finger. As long as an open flame arrived, it would immediately turn into a sea of fire below.

Seven or eight minutes later, all the gasoline was poured out. Hiram lit a cigarette. He glanced at the steel door that had been closed all the time, and casually threw the unburned match onto those gaps.

In an instant, a circle around the gap began to burn fiercely.

A small blue snake drilled into the basement along the gap. In the closed space, in the eyes of people, the four walls coming down the stairs suddenly began to burn.

What made them feel even more terrified was that the entire air seemed to be ignited at this moment! Hiram looked at the flame that was still burning very "gently" on the ground and suddenly sprayed upward. He was stunned for a moment, then shouted "lie down." The moment everyone lay down, a violent explosion occurred in the basement.

The energy in the closed space was released violently. The entire basement was like a huge bomb, and the crazy power blew the steel door away directly!

The violent explosion sound traveled very far!

The dust fell down one after another. Hiram opened his mouth wide and looked around. The whole world was quiet.

Some of his subordinates were injured, and some were lying there motionless. But whether they were injured or motionless, in his world, there was no sound.

Sound seemed to have said goodbye to him. He kept slapping his ears, but couldn't feel a bit of sound.

He couldn't hear.

He cursed loudly, his expression a bit distorted. After trying for a period of time, it still didn't work, and he couldn't care about these.

He walked to the open passage and looked inside. The basement was already a mess, all broken glass tools and some furniture fragments.

In the corner of the room, a group of almost naked people lay on the ground. Many people's noses, mouths, and ears were bleeding outward.

In a few places, and where a lot of raw materials were piled up, there were still flames burning.

Hiram swayed and supported the combat captain beside him, regardless of whether the other party could hear, and after saying "go quickly," he left here.

At night, Bob tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. He had dealt with the wife and children of that old dog Hel (police chief) in a fit of anger. Now thinking about this, he was actually a bit annoyed.

The decision made was no problem, but sometimes it was too impulsive. These two people alive were more useful than dead.

This could almost be said to have completely cut off the relationship with the police station. Next, the bearded chief would definitely target them even more.

When facing the state's violent organs, as the temporary controller of one of the five major families in the Federation, Bob also felt a bit powerless.

Larger-scale fire fighting? It's not decades ago anymore. Family members can go to the street with guns directly. Now it is a society ruled by law, information spreads quickly, and the federal government will not allow them to do so.

Clearly they have very strong power, but they can't do anything, which makes him feel a strong sense of grievance! The most hateful thing is that whether it is the mayor or the bearded chief, those people actually maintained a neutral attitude on this matter.

So much money is stuffed into these people's mouths every year, but it only exchanges for their "fairness and justice," which makes him feel that the interpersonal relationship the family has managed for so many years is like a joke! However, his reason told him that this is actually the best result, at least it can be fair and just.

If even fairness and justice cannot be achieved, that is the most finished.

He now has a new plan. Tomorrow he will create some chaos in the city to attract the attention of the police.

Then with more manpower and strength, solve the people of the Lanse family who occupied their industry in the shortest time.

I don't know why, clearly it was time to sleep, but he couldn't sleep at all.

Just at this time, someone knocked on the door. "Bob, are you asleep?"

Bob got up immediately. "No, what's wrong?"

The door was opened, and the person outside looked at him with a heavy and serious expression. "Someone heard an explosion from the factory. We called the warehouse, and no one answered, and the factory too."

Bob's face turned iron blue. He put on a coat, got up, and walked out the door.

If the warehouse and factory were discovered and overturned, it would be a huge loss for them!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1115 =====