The bodyguards who were watching the excitement hid behind the door of the recording studio when Rohard fired.
Rohard's sudden step on the steps made them subconsciously put their hands on their waists.
[Turn around and pretend nothing happened]
[Kill two bodyguards]
[Two guns, two butts]
Choose three! Of course you have to choose three!
After Mu Su posted his name to option three, he screamed in his heart, wanting to rush forward and cut off the Transparent Bridge network.
When will you realize that "simply killing people cannot make the enemy fearful"? A mental illness saying that it wants to kill you and a ghost saying that it wants to kill you are two completely different concepts!
Simply killing the enemy with a gun will only make the enemy think "Huh, he looks awesome, but he will be the next one to die." But if every enemy killed has a gun stuck in their butt or their own gun, each one will
Enemies who see it will think, "Is there something wrong with this guy? It's so fucking scary, I have to get out of here!"
This is deterrence.
When a killer or organization leaves a mark after killing someone, they don't mean to say, "Hey, look at the beauty of my symbol."
Mu Su really wanted to cut out of the game and tell a story, but unfortunately the chat window never sounded, and no one read his story or responded.
Either way, it is not suitable for Mu Su to tell the story again.
On the screen, Rohard has reached the last level, and the two bodyguards leave the players with little time to choose.
The next moment, Cen Yingying and Transparent Qiao made choices almost at the same time - the names of option one and option two appeared side by side.
Cen Yingying insisted on her lone wolf route, and the Transparent Bridge team was unable to save the day!
Mu Su covered her chest, feeling like she was in love.
Options 2 and 3 were finally revealed at the same time. Rohard's pace quickened and was firm. He grasped the doorknob with his strong palm and pushed it open suddenly!
The bodyguard behind the door was knocked back and staggered. His companion quickly raised his gun when he saw this, but was grabbed by a hand and lifted up.
Bang!
Gunfire rang out, leaving a bullet hole in the ceiling.
Rohard grabbed the wrist of the explosive watch and threw it over his shoulder. He quickly took off his suit pants and thrust the white police officer's gun into the bodyguard's butt.
"Ouch!"
A soul-shaking scream sounded at the door. Rohard quickly picked up the dropped gun and pressed it against the forehead of another bodyguard who had just gotten up.
The bodyguard froze, dropped his gun and raised his hands in a cold sweat.
"Turn around."
Rohard, the cold-blooded chrysanthemum maniac, spoke expressionlessly.
"If you want to do anything... please feel free to let me go. I just need money to support my family."
The bodyguard nervously moved his Adam's apple and opened his mouth, hearing the screams of his companion beside him. He didn't know what kind of nightmare this colleague had suffered.
New options emerge.
[beat him to death]
[Let the bodyguard go and then get shot from behind by the bodyguard]
[The gun in hand needs a holster]
Yay!
Mu Su likes this choice.
Although Transparent Bridge chose option two to complete the secondary mission [Whispers Leading to Death], Mu Su was happy that Cen Yingying joined his team.
Only temporarily.
[The gun in his hand needs a holster] With the light flashing darkly, Rohard shook the muzzle of the gun again, and the bodyguard had to turn around slowly - he glanced at his companion who was screaming at the side. He vaguely noticed something from the side light.
, suddenly a heartbreaking pain surged into my mind.
Mr. Rohard, the cold-blooded chrysanthemum maniac, picked up the gun dropped by the bodyguard and walked coldly into the corridor.
Exclamations and chaotic footsteps echoed deep in the corridor. The person inside heard the noise. He didn't have much time and had to find the fake Smith quickly.
A bodyguard rushed to the corridor, and was hugged by Rohard, who was well prepared, and slammed into the wall. At the same time, options emerged.
[beat him to death]
[Let the bodyguard go and then get shot from behind by the bodyguard]
[Treat constipation, one bullet at a time]
4:0:5, Mu Su and his friends are on a killing spree!
A figure suddenly ran out from the corner, ran a few steps, screamed, turned around and ran away - it was just a recording studio employee.
But this employee was obviously within Rohard's decision.
[beat him to death]
【Let him go】
[When you look at your butt, your butt is also looking at you]
Insightful.
Lu Li——The strange sight came into his eyes, and Mu Su couldn't help but praise him in his heart. Option three already had a sense of his own invincible wisdom.
Unfortunately, at 0:5:4, Mu Su was stabbed in the back by temporary teammate Cen Yingying.
Just like what the three British Prime Ministers Henry John Temple, Benjamin Disraeli, and Winston Churchill, the most prominent of them, said: There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
Rohard watched the butt out of sight with regret, but fortunately, there were many bodyguards in the recording studio.
[beat him to death]
[Let the bodyguard go and then get shot from behind by the bodyguard]
[The earth has eyes, trees have ears, and butts have guns]
[beat him to death]
[Let the bodyguard go and then get shot from behind by the bodyguard]
【No butt can survive forever】
[beat him to death]
[Let the bodyguard go and then get shot from behind by the bodyguard]
[The next flight of excrement will be postponed forever]
[beat him to death]
[Let the bodyguard go and then get shot from behind by the bodyguard]
[When pistols marched southward]
…
In the corridor heading to the recording studio, the screams were like hell. Seven or eight bodyguards in black suits fell to the floor in the corridor, rolling over and groaning in pain.
I don’t know who made the rules, but when there are more than a plurality of people fighting, there will always be some guys rolling around on the ground with their bodies covered.
No one died, and Mu Su repeatedly won, probably because Cen Yingying, a kindhearted person, couldn't bear to see the cruel scene with dead bodies everywhere.
Even though the situation is terrible now that there are howls everywhere——
"No... please let me go..." A female employee cowered in the corner in fear, her tears and runny nose mixed together, and she prayed to Rohad who was walking towards her.
Rohard stopped in front of the female employee.
"Where is Smith."
"Wha...what...?"
"Where is Smith?" Rohard repeated coldly.
"In...in the office upstairs." He pointed to the stairs with a trembling finger.
Without saying a word, Rohard walked upstairs and opened the wooden door of the office.
The old age is spreading, and as Rohard stands at the door, the camera then takes the entire office into the frame.
The glamorous fake Smith hid under his desk, trembling from the loud bang of the door being knocked open.
"Let me go! I'm Smith. You must have heard of me! As long as you let me go, I can give you anything!" A shout came from under the table.
Options emerge at this moment.
[Kill the fake Smith]
[Tell the fake Smith that everything is over and it’s time to return everything to its original owner]
[Give him a decent ending]
Players were divided at this point.
Not surprisingly, Mu Su and his friends chose option three, and Cen Yingying chose option two. If Mu Su didn't want to succeed, Transparent Bridge should stand together with Cen Yingying.
But Transparent Bridge doesn’t want to choose this.