Let's Face Fear Together Chapter 200 The Game of Hearts
"30 seconds, the timer starts."
Zhang Luo picked up a broken brick again. He didn't use much. He just relied on the power brought by his powerful supernatural ability to push an ordinary stone and let it carry a huge kinetic energy that exceeded that of ordinary firearms.
Here we first think about a question, does supernatural power consume energy?
At least Zhang Luo didn't feel that these incredible abilities consumed anything.
So is there an upper limit to the one-time burst of energy brought about by the supernatural?
Zhang Luo can honestly say that there should be, but he hasn't reached the upper limit just now.
Comparing a fist to punch through a building and a finger-sized stone to exceed twice the speed of sound of a bullet, the fist actually requires more energy, and the force to tear through high-strength alloys is greater.
Although power is not calculated in this way, it can be seen that the influence of supernatural powers on reality is no joke. It is very strong, overwhelmingly strong compared to modern technology.
Moreover, he also has the little puppet Wu Xin.
And what choice does the other party, the director, have?
First, he and Shimazu died together.
Second, he killed all the other members and continued the stalemate with Zhang Luo.
Three, he kills Zhang Luo.
Four, surrender.
The first one, if he had the courage, he should have taken action when Zhang Luo killed the first person.
Second, he dares to kill other people, but other people will not kill them at the slightest opportunity when facing death.
The third one, if he could do it, he wouldn't reach this point.
If the Destined One could be killed by a small base director, how could the other three hundred survive?
As the pressure on others to die increases, so does the pressure on the old man. Those members of Al Qaeda may care about Shimazu Nanoha's life and death because it is about their life and death. But step by step in Zhang Luo
When oppression comes, they may want to escape, or they may take other actions, or even show their loyalty.
But no one can guarantee whether they will suddenly attack the old man. People will do many incredible things in despair.
He was using a knife to force the other party to make a decision, and he would not face the girl's hatred directly after saving her.
Zhang Luo has been saving her.
There were a lot of psychological games with the old man. Those organization members were just tools, and Zhang Luo forced him to give up the hostages and surrender.
During this process, it is possible for Shimazu Nanoha to die together with the members of these organizations. But for this organization whose goal is immortality, this possibility is very small.
If you are not afraid of death, why are you here in this gray organization that studies immortality? For the sake of all mankind? Stop being ridiculous.
This is Zhang Luo's conspiracy. He wants to let his opponent know that killing people will no longer be a burden to him by taking advantage of the general trend and slowly crushing him.
For the old man, the sooner he agrees, the smaller the loss will be. However, will anyone really believe in the kindness of the enemy? The old man does not believe it. He only believes in the hostages and guns in his hands, but his pressure is increasing.
For Zhang Luo, this is also a process of defeating the opponent's psychological defense.
He wants more!
Is it this small stronghold that he wants to attack?
It is his goal to crush the other side's power in the special zone.
It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.
Steal my right and left hand, curb my growth, and even try to kill me. Then be prepared to have the outstretched hand knocked away.
Until this time, he seemed to have returned to the person he was in another world a few years ago. Only, he was more cold-blooded and unscrupulous.
Zhang Luo watched the bewildered woman gradually show a look of horror, and counted down indifferently.
"...No! Please! I don't want to die! I
...I..." The woman in a white coat knelt down directly, "I still have a 7-year-old son, I can't die..."
She seems to be an ordinary researcher, but at this time she is a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip to force the other party to bow.
Who in this world wants to die?
Shimazu Nanoha’s parents…
Forget it, Zhang Luo's mother, Li Qingdai, only had a son like Zhang Luo, and these people didn't hesitate at all. There were also the hundreds of missing and dead students at Liugu Academy. Someone had to be responsible and repay the debts.
Therefore, Zhang Luo will not hesitate. He will never wrong himself. No one can provoke him without paying a price.
"twenty three"
"twenty two"
"twenty one"
"..."
The cold voice echoed, and some people tried to hide in the cabin. Seeing that Zhang Luo was not shaken at all, the woman turned to look at the old man.
"director!"
"director!"
The woman knelt and crawled to grab the old man's trousers. The old man did not dare to take the muzzle of the gun away from the girl's temple because he was too scared. He felt that as long as he showed the slightest flaw, he would die like the armed man without his head.
.
He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die!
"What are you doing! Don't come over! If you come over again I'll shoot! Let's all die together! Zhang Luo! Let her stop! Otherwise I will kill this little girl! Did you hear that?"
"15"
"14"
"13"
"..."
Zhang Luo's voice was like a reminder, making the woman more and more entangled.
"Director, for the sake of me sleeping with you so many times! Help me! Help me!"
I didn't expect that this old man is quite powerful. At such an old age, he can still hook up with a young woman...
All in all, the situation became increasingly unbearable.
"Stop her! Stop her! Do you want to rebel?"
"Are you a man? I'm begging you! You can't fight him! Why should we die for you?"
The woman's gentleness could not move the devil, and she began to become hoarse.
"5"
"4"
"..."
"Qin Zhong! Don't even think about living if I die!" The woman threw herself at the old man ferociously.
"2"
"1"
The old man took Shimazu Nanoha and backed away from the woman.
"time up."
"Snapped--!"
The woman fell softly to the ground, a hole was punched in her heart, and blood poured out quickly. The human body was still twitching on conditioned reflexes, and the woman's pupils had dilated, but the resentment in her eyes made the old man shudder. His eyes were about to burst, and his eyes were cloudy.
The cloth was stained with blood, as if he was angry with shame.
"Zhang Luo!"
Zhang Luo didn't seem to hear it.
"What a pity, I lost. The next round of the game begins."
Zhang Luo didn't want to talk nonsense and pointed at someone again, who seemed to be a young man.
"30"
Just as he spit out a number, gunshots rang out again. Several armed men were nervous and subconsciously fired at the same time.
"Da da da da da..."
Zhang Luo's voice continued.
"29"
"28"
"..."
The young man threw away the semi-automatic rifle he had snatched, with an almost despairing look on his face. He looked around at everyone and hid in the cabin like an ostrich.
But this time it was even worse. The young man was cut into pieces amidst the screams. Wu Xin was hiding in the corner. She looked at Zhang Luo not far away and felt a slight throbbing. For the first time, she felt a hint of intoxication from the murder.
It feels like it’s no longer the master’s mission, and it’s as pointless as
fluctuation.
She didn't know why, but maybe... maybe she could kill more people.
Without any pause, giving the enemy a chance to breathe, Zhang Luo started the next round of the game.
One person escapes and is killed, and the game progress speeds up.
"Okay! Okay! We can discuss the terms! I can ensure that this girl is safely in your hands, but you must ensure our safety!"
The old man said sternly, as if he had made a great sacrifice.
But Zhang Luo didn't care about him at all.
What is surrender? Put down your weapons, raise your hands high, and lose your resistance. That is surrender.
"Director! I...I don't want to die!"
The chosen person was a little out of control emotionally.
"You shouldn't beg for mercy from me. The murderer was over there, that beast!"
The old man refused to give up, and even imagined that the other party was afraid that the hostages would surrender in advance.
As long as, just hold on a little longer.
You damn guys, shouldn't you contribute a little bit to the organization? You're a bunch of rip-offs! When I get back, I'll make you look good!
"Director! Please put down the gun and let us surrender!"
"Yes, director, shall we surrender? If this continues, everyone will die!"
"You can keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood..."
The crowd began to gather around. Since hiding anywhere is useless, the director should be considerate of everyone, right? Just surrender. The other party said that as long as you surrender, you can survive... At this time, what's the point of struggling anymore?
"Stop talking, please be patient, he will compromise, as long as there are hostages!"
Although the old man looked firm, no one believed what he said, and everyone fell into an awkward silence for a moment.
There was a dead silence on the field, but Zhang Luo's voice floated everywhere from the darkness, pressing closer and closer, and the atmosphere became subtle.
The old man keenly felt that the surrounding atmosphere was not right. The lights in the cabin were very dim on these people's faces, and it was impossible to see their faces clearly in such darkness.
But things are not going well.
"Do you want to rebel? Don't forget that the organization still controls your family members! We will only be truly safe if we have the hostages in our hands!"
The old man shouted loudly to make the group of people wake up, but he himself became more and more suspicious. He seemed to see the ferocious faces under the faces of those people in the darkness, and he knew very clearly what most of the people on the other side were in the organization on the other side.
Good people cannot reach high places.
The old man's rhetoric can only be called a liar. The hostage can only protect him, but why should they die for this old man?
But Zhang Luo's countdown continues.
"3"
"don't want!"
"2"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
"1"
"Director! Director, I don't want to die!"
The man was so panicked that his pants were wet.
"For the organization!" the old man emphasized, his heart as hard as iron.
"puff--!"
"Uh ah——! Uh ah——! Ah..."
This unlucky guy was punched through the stomach. This was not a small hole, but a long strip of gravel specially selected by Zhang Luo. It can rotate in the human body and can empty the person's stomach in an instant and make the internal organs mushy.
In one place, it can be compared to an anti-materiel sniper rifle.
But even if the person is cut in half, the person will not die immediately. The wailing strongly stimulates everyone's nerves.
Zhang Luo did it on purpose. He wanted to use cruelty to remind these people that this might be their fate. Please persuade them quickly.
"director……"
Someone took a faint step forward, someone took the lead, and others immediately gathered around.