Chu Guang turned his head.

I saw a strong man standing at the door, his left arm firmly locked on Ye Shi's neck and tied hands, his right hand holding a pistol, and the muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple.

However, the moment he said the words "let her go", two guns were quickly pointed at him.

When the strong man saw this, he subconsciously hid behind Ye Shi and shouted hurriedly.

"Don't move! Your accomplice is in my hands! I know you are strong, but can you still be faster than a bullet?"

Chu Guang, who was holding the gun, was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth turned up unnaturally.

Am I strong?

Hey, this is so embarrassing.

He has been in the wasteland for more than five months, and this is the first time someone has praised him for his strength.

"Chen Yang? You're not dead?!" Xia Yan stared at the man at the door with wide eyes.

The strong man's expression was obviously awkward, but he still forced a smile from his face.

"Haha, it's not that easy for me to tell you here. Just wait, I'll rescue you first!"

The hope of life rekindled in Xia Yan's eyes.

If she could, she certainly didn't want to fall into the hands of these "primitive people". With her five remaining toes, she could imagine how she would be treated as a captive.

Occasionally, there will be captured mercenaries who are ransomed from slave traders by teammates or people from the insurance company, if they happen to be sold to Boulder City.

But even if they are still alive, they are no different than dead.

Whether it's mental or physical.

Finally, he managed to get out from under the strong man's arm, and Ye Shi, who was almost suffocated, didn't even take a breath.

I saw him struggling desperately and yelling.

"Shoot! Fire at me!! What are you waiting for!"

"Fuck...this evil pen also has body odor, it's killing me!"

If he knew what this guy was yelling about, the strong man might really be able to resist and kill him.

But it's a pity.

The man didn't understand, he just thought the hostage was making a lot of noise.

He raised the handle of the gun and hit the hostage on the back of the head hard, and Chen Yang scolded him sharply.

"be honest!"

How can Ye Shi be honest?

He couldn't feel the extreme pain at all, but because he was hit so hard, he was so angry that he yelled even harder.

"Fire at me! Manager, please don't worry about me, I can't die!"

nonsense.

Of course I know you can't die.

Who do you think is buying work for you?

Chu Guang rolled his eyes in his heart, but there was no sign of it on his face. He looked at the strong man named Chen Yang at the door calmly and said lightly.

"I don't like being threatened. You'd better put down the gun, raise your hands above your head and lean against the wall. I can spare your life."

Chen Yang said excitedly.

"I'm not kidding you! I really know how to shoot!"

"Me too," Chu Guang looked at him calmly, "Do you want to try it? Let's count to three and do it together."

Xia Yan, who was leaning under the bar, couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't want her teammates who had finally escaped death because she was responsible for being here.

"That's enough, Chen Yang, you can leave alone...don't worry about me."

Chu Guang ignored her and whispered the first number.

"3."

Looking at Chu Guang who had already started counting down, a drop of cold sweat slipped on Chen Yang's forehead.

This madman!

Don’t you care at all about the life and death of your companions?

And the hostage in his hands looked like he was willing to die generously, which was not what a hostage should look like at all.

"2."

crazy.

All crazy!

"Wait a minute, stop, I don't mean to threaten you! It's no problem if I give it to you, I just want one thing!"

Chen Yang admitted that he was timid.

After a quick glance at Xia Yan, who was sitting on the ground, he continued speaking quickly, "Give me the key on her body. I'll let her go as soon as I get the key!"

Chu Guang raised his eyebrows, a little curious.

"key?"

"A magnetic card! She knows what I'm talking about!"

Chu Guang looked at Xia Yan who was lying on the ground, but the woman didn't look at him, she just looked at her former teammates with a blank look on her face.

"So you came here for the key..."

"Whatever you say, rather than die here for no reason, it would be better for me to complete part of the commission."

teammate?

This is a wasteland.

Originally, he planned to wait until the Creeper left before touching the bodies of his teammates. Otherwise, he would not have pretended to be dead and escaped. He had been watching with cold eyes and only came to help her now.

Chen Yang ignored his disappointed former teammates and slowly backed away with his gun against the hostage's temple, staring at the expression on Chu Guang's face.

"How about it? A woman, and your companion, I just want a card from her! It's useless for you to hold it anyway."

Chu Guang nodded.

"That makes sense."

So I still made money?

but……

no need.

Chu Guang looked at Xia Yan.

"give him."

Seeing that the manager did not fire for a long time and instead started negotiating with the kidnappers, Ye Shi struggled even more fiercely, fearing that the NPC would compromise with the kidnappers for his own sake.

"Don't worry about me! Fang Chang, are you stupid? Shoot!"

I am a player.

What a fright!

If you die here, it will be a heroic sacrifice, and your favorability level will not increase!

"What the hell... don't move, let me take a look."

Fang Chang nodded nervously.

How dare he move?

It's not that he can't do it. It's not like he has never done this kind of thing when he was playing chicken, but this game is not chicken after all. The manager didn't take action, so how could he dare to do anything?

What to do if you missed the key plot!

Xia Yan silently took out the bloody magnetic card from her pocket, which was given to her by the captain before he died.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Chen Yang to know that this card is on him.

Unless he has touched the captain's body.

I understood everything in an instant.

Xia Yan looked at his former teammates expressionlessly, feeling more numb in his heart than sadness or fear.

Maybe his fate will be miserable in the future.

Like a dirty rag, it was thrown in the corner waiting to become moldy, or it was resold by these barbarians to other slave traders until she could no longer work.

But she suddenly felt that none of this mattered.

"Take it."
To be continued...