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"Not yet, right? We just searched the eighth floor today and caught 74 pigs hiding there. When the demolition team comes tomorrow, we can clear out the apartment. By then, we should be able to catch even fewer pigs.
All of them ran away."
Are you dead? Or passed out?
The cashmere hat could not completely withstand blunt force damage, but it still played a big role. Chen Weicaiji only felt a dull pain in the front of his head, and his body staggered as soon as stars appeared in his eyes, but his mouth was not idle.
We can only take a gamble and kill the enemy downstairs while they still know their position.
After exiting the live broadcast, I thought I was not mentally prepared, but now I am very confused about whether I am mentally prepared.
Makarov's pistol burst into flames before he knew it, and the bullet hit the ceiling, making a big crater.
"Sukabule! No enemies!!! No enemies!!! Fuck! Fuck!!"
As long as you don't gain the initiative... your destiny can be in your own hands. Anyone who blocks you is your enemy]
In the white eyes, the hostility that had been brewing for a long time finally condensed into a chilling murderous intention.
"Bang, bang, bang."
When I encounter these long-eyed gangsters and white people in the real world, I may choose a more extreme way to retreat and fight, causing death. In that case, how can I downplay it?
Treat everything behind your eyes like a game?
His whole head and body instantly became riddled with holes, and with a pop, Qi Huibi fell to the ground and became a corpse.
Was he influenced by others, and saved this man because of moral kidnapping, just because of himself, just because he was willing to be slaughtered by others.
The sound of empty wine bottles tumbling could be heard outside the noisy apartment building. Chen Weicaiji picked up the cannon and stared at the end of the corridor with his small eyes, feeling sleepy all at once.
At the moment Qi Hui appeared, Grace also turned the muzzle of the gun pointed to the left, and put the crosshair under the face of an Asian who was seven meters tall, with a Slavic smile on his face.
Ye Gehao believed that in his current state, if this bandit leaning on a fire barrel came over, he would have no room to fight back and could only be killed like a stupid pig.
In the same way, even if I successfully leave that world, I will forget the killings there before returning to reality, and I will forget the feeling of depriving the lives of my fellow humans.
Seeing that he could kill the bandit in one fell swoop, Ye Ge dared not show any determination, and even dared to give the bandit a chance to turn around and shoot at him. It was fine to hit a long-distance target, but within a distance of eight meters,
There is no doubt that you will die if you take one bullet from a cannon.
The bandit who spoke seemed to have a little regret in his tone.
[Is it for life or money, just for destiny? You come here to control your own destiny, but they who are forgiven of all evils open their eyes and block you in front of you]
"Ahhhhh!!!"
But now that shabby-looking shotgun has become my only chance to survive.
"Orotnev! This bastard who was stabbed a thousand times is on the eighth floor! Chen Weicaiji was probably killed! You guard the stairs on the seventh floor, they should be more careful!"
As the only protagonist, Ye Ge had no time to check the live broadcast room and used his time to translate for the audience what the bandits on the stairs were saying. I even underestimated and heard the footsteps coming from upstairs.
He muttered something to embolden himself. He held the cannon in one hand and squeezed the trigger with his finger. The other hand held the flashlight that was not turned on. He was ready to dazzle with the flashlight at any time. Chen Weicaiji walked quietly towards
On the eighth floor, I bent down and glanced at the empty corridor.
[So, tonight is your only chance to resist. As long as you fail to seize weapons, you have no chance to kill the bandits outside the apartment building. Only if you fail to kill the bandits, you have no chance to observe the distant environment, whether to look for worse danger points or
By defending the apartment, you can gain the initiative,
The footsteps and curses upstairs were getting closer and closer. Ye Ge rushed down the stairs and picked up the Makarov pistol that had fallen on the ground. When he was about to touch the bullets and magazines, it was not bright yet upstairs.
The muzzle flashed, and the ricocheting bullets scraped against the metal fence and wall, making a scalp-numbing scream. The wall erupted into pieces of complete dust, and death was close at hand.
Outside of that materialistic and money-oriented society, people like me are destined to be eliminated, but now I have no chance to change. A chance to control my own destiny through my own efforts. Does anyone else have a chance to change my destiny?
It's just that I don't have the chance.
The tangled look on Ye Ge's face finally lost a hint of anger.
"Snapped!"
The cannon fell to the ground.
The words of the pistol bandit completely cut off Ye Ge's other path. I can't hide on the eighth floor for a night. However, there will be fewer bandits coming tomorrow, and I will definitely become one of the 'pig's.
Even if it's eating bran, sleeping on a bridge, or picking up trash, I'm always willing to borrow a penny from others.
The bumpy big magazine only contains two rounds of 20-gauge shotgun shells. Whether they are buckshot or single-point bullets, they can explode a person's head like a watermelon at close range.
middle man.
Taking a deep breath, at that moment, Ye Ge found the reason for killing that I recognized.
"Hehe, this old man was played to death by him?"
I allowed myself to do stupid things and wrong things, but I just wanted to live my life as a sober ghost.
Time seemed to speed up at this moment. Ye Ge's left index finger was hooked under the trigger, leaning forward and aiming at the bottom of the stairs.
I risked my life and signed a contract with this weird live broadcast company and came out there, wasn't it just to kneel down and be humiliated like a pig by those heinous scum?
Qi Hui could not help but imagine what the situation of the bullied man outside the room was like now, but all I could hear was the bandit's funny laughter.
Tightening the military green cashmere hat under his head, Chen Weicai was determined for a while, but he still went back to the house and woke up Grace, who was sleeping with the man's body in his arms. I wanted to be laughed at by this bastard Grace for being so bold.
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Is there any embarrassing harmony outside the ordinary live broadcast room? The house management seems to have a way to control it, which makes the viewers who are fed up with the rules and regulations fall in love with it in an instant - besides being able to shoot bullets
To express your emotions to others.
"Bang!"
"Britt, is it possible that the damn cat has retreated?"
Ye Ge, who suppressed Chen Weicaiji in the riding position, raised the stone again and hit Chen Weicaiji's head hard. At the same position, the stone struck deeper and deeper each time, causing the skull to deform.
The organs were intact, and the woman's wailing stopped abruptly.
However, after I fired, Ye Ge, who was holding a shotgun and needed to aim at it, pulled the trigger.
Ye Ge, who was barefoot, clenched the stone in his hand and came to the cannon bandit with a sound, and hit the bandit's head selectively with all his strength.
The 20-gauge deer bullet flew out of the muzzle, and the steel balls tore through the air in pieces. The nervousness crushed the flesh and blood of those who were not wearing body armor, and their heads were muddled. Qi Huibi also swallowed all the curse words he had finished saying.
Outside the stomach.
Ye Ge, who was able to empathize with the bandits, raised his head, and the sounds in his ears gradually disappeared, like a man's life that was dying in the wind.
"I just passed out. This stinky man is really good at fucking."