Zhang Yujie said expressionlessly: "I understand."
The middle school student didn't know if Zhang Yujie heard it, so he sighed and left.
Zhang Yujie and Ni Sihui continued to play the game, neither of them spoke. Although the game was lively, the atmosphere in reality was a bit cold.
The cleaning staff came over to clean the floor, and the mop scurried under their feet like a naughty snake.
"How about we go hide first?" Ni Sihui said softly.[
"Why?" Zhang Yujie asked.
"We are foreigners after all, and fighting with local gangs will not bring good results."
Zhang Yujie didn't say anything. He was killing monsters expressionlessly, killing, killing.
The atmosphere was depressing and somewhat terrifying.
"Go back and take a nap. You won't be able to do anything when you wake up the next day." Zhang Yujie finally said.
Ni Sihui did not understand the meaning of this sentence at the time. She thought it was just an ordinary comforting sentence, no different from "the sun will rise tomorrow" or something like that.
So she didn't think much about it. As usual, she played until about eleven o'clock in the evening and then went back to sleep. Before leaving, she called Zhang Yujie, but he said you go back first and I will go back later.
Ni Sihui still didn't think much about it. It happened very often at this time, and she lived not far away, so she went back first.
But I didn't expect that after this separation, it would be a long time before the two met again.
Sitting in front of the computer, what you expected was correct. In the dead of night, Zhang Yujie put the machete on his back and headed straight for the headquarters of the Flame Gang. He had already found out the address in advance, so he rushed there without much effort.
Drug abuse is common among Guangdong people, and the Flame Gang is also a drug manufacturing and trafficking gang. Its headquarters is in a chemical factory that looks very formal on the surface, but in fact it is doing illegal activities. It is located in a remote and deserted place. Zhang Yujie just walked in dragging the knife.
A real killing spree began.
Perhaps the violent element hidden in Zhang Yujie's body finally broke out. He never considered himself a good person, and life was nothing more than trivial matter in his eyes, including his own life.
This battle was extremely brutal. Although Zhang Yujie was seriously injured, he still enjoyed the pleasure of the battle.
He is a born warrior.
It is said that when he walked out of the chemical plant, every part of his body was red. If someone could see what he looked like at this moment, they would know what the legendary God of Death looked like.