Chapter Eighty-Six: A Farce
Harrison never dreamed that the old man of the saint had said: Or said: "How can you repay your grievances with virtue?" ”
Zi said: "How can you repay virtue? Repay grievances with straightforwardness and repay virtue with virtue. ”
The revenge of the tenth generation can still be avenged.
The Master is a staunch supporter of revenge, and he encourages this kind of behavior very much, and as a young man of the Five Good Flowers Family, he naturally practices the teachings of the saints perfectly.
Looking at this mess, the high-risk gaze shot into the interior of the dense forest, where there were still a few last "dead people", not yet finished.
Listening to the sound of guns in the distance, Donald felt a wave of fear, and he called every agent's phone, but no one answered.
It's as if they're all dead, and no one survives, otherwise how could they not answer the phone, what happened to Harrison? Why are there so many gunshots.
Judging by the sound, Donald couldn't tell what kind of gun it was at all, the only thing similar to it was the anti-aircraft guns on the destroyer, and only that terrifying speed could fire so many bullets in a short time.
This is inland and not seashore, how can there be such a thing as anti-aircraft artillery? No matter how frantic rabbits are, they won't install these things in the woods that can be found everywhere.
Even if it's a precautionary measure, or a precautionary measure, it's a bit too much.
"Kent, shall we stop the war first? Don't you just want to know what's going on there? ”
In response to Donald's shout, it was a projectile that flew by his scalp.
"Fuck your uncle's Donald, go die! I don't want to know what's going on over there, I'm here at this time, what else would there be but a spy?
The army or the police of the rabbits? Impossible.
Now it seems that they are all dead, and you, old dog, will definitely follow in their footsteps, Donald, we will meet in hell, and I will not let you go when I turn to ashes. ”
It didn't matter at all, and if nothing else, the only thing that awaited him and Joe was death.
In such a situation, it is really good to be able to drag Donald to die with him.
Gao Wei traveled back and forth through the woods at an extremely fast speed, and it was too dangerous for Li Yining to continue to stay with the vicious spies.
Who knows what these crazy guys will do in the face of death? The possibility of pulling the back of the pad on the verge of death is not impossible, and Li Yining's awakening will inevitably bring variables.
In case some uncontrollable change arises, it is bad.
As expected from High Risk.
Inside the car, Li Yining's body was rapidly metabolizing, eliminating a large amount of sedatives that had been injected.
In her sleep, she seemed to hear a very noisy sound, but she didn't know what it was.
So, she woke up.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself outside the city, and the surrounding woods showed that she was in a strange place.
There was a thick smell of blood in the air.
As soon as she woke up from her deep sleep, Li Yining's head was groggy, so she didn't dare to act rashly.
Before she passed out, she clearly remembered that she had been kidnapped by foreigners, but now she couldn't see anyone, combined with the thick smell of blood in the air.
Li Yining instinctively felt that something had happened that she didn't know, and she decided to continue to pretend to be dead and not reveal that she had woken up.
The atmosphere became anxious, Donald really couldn't hold back his mood, he desperately wanted to know what was going on outside, what about the reinforcements, where did the reinforcements go?
"Hehe, hehe." Laughter ghostly wanders around and wails, and High Danger deliberately emits a weird and terrifying laugh that numbs the psyche of the fearful enemy.
If it weren't for the complete instigation of all the criminals, all the greedy people who coveted the information in the hands of the players, and the players themselves.
Why create such an atmosphere of fear to deter Xiaoxiao?
Even in addition to this, Gao Wei also has a substitute body that can kill everyone invisibly, but it has not appeared until now, but he has kept it for insurance.
Active value, substitution, these two ultimate weapons, high danger is not used, in order to show visible power, substitution can only be ignored between players, deterrence is almost as big as invisible killing.
And controlled by the range of attack, before having the DNA technique of ultra-long-range bombardment, the substitutes were all melee berserkers, and the power of the fury was enough to tear everything apart.
The visual impact caused by it is far less strong than that of the high-risk hands-on, an invisible demon who kills people, and a brutal demon who kills corpses, and it is obviously the latter who can get more eyeballs.
When it comes to it, it is even more frightening, the cognitive level of ordinary human beings, unable to recognize the supernatural power of substitution, and the power actually displayed by the high risk is enough to make the world tremble.
When people think about it, they will also be more frightened, and the real and palpable killing intent is far more effective than the ethereal mystery.
The strategic deterrence that can be put in place at one time must be successful at high risk.
"I will never let other players experience the taste of being kidnapped again, I will eliminate all worries, interrupt all minions, and any idea that tries to interfere with the interests of players, I will strangle it in the cradle at high risk.
What has been born is annihilated into nothingness, dispelling all covetousness and destroying all greedy thoughts, and making the world deafening and prostrate at the feet of the player. ”
In order to achieve everything, at any cost, it is to get your hands dirty and face moral torture, but so what? The flame in the heart fluctuates up and down as the thoughts continue to be abundant.
"God, what the hell is going on out there!!" Donald's cloudy eyes were full of horror, and the bloodshot inside the eyeballs was thick, as if he hadn't slept for days.
I don't know what it was, it had been eating away at his spirit, and it was as nightmarish as it was everywhere, and Donald tore at his already small hair with his hands in remorse, almost uprooting them.
Connor watched his boss's actions and was undecided, his mindset was no better than Donald's.
The screams, the sound of bullets tearing apart human bodies, sounded extremely close to him, as if it was happening in his ears, and the whole person was immersive, as if he was also among the people who were killed.
With cold hands and feet, and a trembling body looking at the gun in his hand, no one would have thought that a normal kidnapping operation would go off like this.
The dense forests in the K3 area have become a battlefield in the jungles of Vietnam, and Connor and Donald are stuck in the quagmire of war, unable to extricate themselves.
Finally, the atmosphere of fear brewed at its peak, and he came to the end of this killing journey, about to end it all.
He wanted to know what kind of strange emotional experience would be born when this video appeared on the platforms of major foreign media, the combination of their fearful eyes and their worship of the player's power.
Under the difference in power, fear and awe are the right thing to do, and at the same time, it also gives rise to the illusion that you are a player.
Every human being has fantasized about being at the top of power, drunk on the knees of a beauty, waking up and holding a murderous sword, holding the power of the world, and deciding the life and death of others with a word.
Inevitably, when a single human individual has extremely powerful power, society will always regress to the feudal period, which is an evil that cannot be changed, and it is a pursuit deeply rooted in the essence.
At the moment, two or three minutes have passed since Gao Wei killed all the spies with a storm of bullets, and the quantitative change has caused a qualitative change, and the negative emotions that have been accumulated for a long time have reached their limit at this moment.
No one knew what was going on in the minds of Connor and Donald, and the two were getting closer and closer to the road of suicide, as if they heard angels singing praises in their ears.
"Donald, the Lord seems to be calling us?" Connor said in horror, facing death, but surprisingly calm.
"What? You heard it too, I think I heard the little angel talking. Donald's eyes were misty, his lips twitched, and he didn't know what he was saying.
But when the two damn spies saw Gao Wei walking out slowly, their first reaction was not panic, but bewilderment.
Well? Shouldn't it be the Lord's messenger who greets us and ascends to heaven to enjoy the life of flowers and birds? Who is this masked man in front of him?
"Where did this masked man come from, is he a messenger of the Lord?" Kent looked at Gao Wei from afar, and his heart was full of confusion.
At the same time, Donald also looked at the strange man in front of him in confusion, unable to figure out the other party's intentions.
"Hehehe, don't you know me? We saw it last time, and we saw it on the stream. Gao Wei's tone was extremely cold, and his voice seemed to have passed through the Nine Shadows and floated from a distant land.
The terrifying killing intent in his eyes swept over the four people present, and although Joe fell into a coma, his body instinctively trembled twice.
This made Kent think Joe was going to wake up, and Sora rejoiced.
"What? You say you're a player, who are you fooling? The player is not a trained person, how can he react so quickly, how long has it been since we tied up this woman.
It's been a long time, and you're chasing it, a hound with a super sensitive sense of smell? It's even more sophisticated than the spy's tracking skills. Connor, who felt that he was about to ascend to heaven, immediately uttered wild words, and in the face of high danger, he was not afraid at all.
Maybe it was because the brain was crushed by fear, but I didn't think that Gao Wei was the initiator of the gunfire before, the harvesting maniac who took dozens of lives.
"Thank you for the compliment, and in return, you'll die a little neater." Gao Wei respectfully made a gentleman's salute and showed his good manners.
"Don't brag about cerebral palsy, you're full, what are you doing here? It's really like the bullet in Lao Tzu's hand has long eyes. With that, Connor burst into a wild laugh.
He thinks the strange man in front of him is a madman, and his brain has been ruined by the hot weather?
Hearing this, Gao Wei smiled slightly, and the blood-colored white silk was windless and automatic, floating hideously, like a wonderful symbiote with life vitality, unconsciously reflecting the subject's mood fluctuations.