The game of death was still going on in an orderly manner. Guo Shouyun stood behind the cubicle and looked indifferently at the **** scene on the shooting range. This massacre under the guise of the game could not make him feel at all. A little cruel. I have to admit that with the passage of time, Guo Shouyun's heart is getting harder and harder. Even if it was a month ago, he probably couldn't be so ruthless in disregarding his life and death - this is a place where people eat people. , Indecisive, soft-hearted people can only become a piece of fresh meat in others' food in the end.

At this time, in the center of the shooting range, more than 30 cold corpses have been placed, and the fatal injuries of each corpse are in the head. Judging from the **** situation, these poor guys are all being approached. Shot from a distance.

The task of drawing the ball was Leonid's turn again. Although he always thought he was a ruthless character, when he put his hand into the transparent glass case again, Leonid's body still endured. There was a violent tremor, and fear was like two sharp steel claws, which tightly clamped his heart, making him almost suffocated.

In Leonid's view today, that "Mr. Guo" is too vicious, and the game he came up with is even more vicious. Obviously, in such a play, the director surnamed Guo did not simply want to kill for fun, nor simply to torture the leaders of these gangs.

Look at the rules of this game, find a scapegoat for yourself within ten seconds, and the scapegoat must be a gang member, and he needs to be arrested last night, according to this rule. These people who were present at the ball, I am afraid they can only hit their own cronies.

In addition to fear, Leonid's heart was dripping blood. Whenever he draws an empty wax ball, he will report a trusted confidant he is familiar with and arrested with him last night in the shortest possible time, and then several secret police officers will search on those lists. After they found out the name, within a few minutes, one of his Leonid's cronies would turn into a corpse and be dragged in through the door coldly.

Grabbing a ball of wax from the transparent glass case, Leonid felt his palms full of sweat. He knew that if the ball was empty again, he would hardly be able to name a ghost. .

"Bring it here!" The secret police in blue uniform looked at Leonid coldly. Said in an emotionless voice.

Looking at the last five "prey" still bound to the chains, Leonid prayed silently in his heart, hoping that there would be a note in the wax ball in his hand.

"Bring it here!" Seeing that Leonid did not move, the indifferent secret police stepped forward. With a pistol to his forehead, he said loudly.

Taking a deep breath, Leonid handed the squashed wax ball into the hands of the secret police.

Get the wax ball to the secret police and turn around. After removing the wax seal from the ball, he took out a paper roll, unfolded it, glanced at it, and said aloud, "Fitzlin!"

As the voice fell, one of the remaining five "prey" suddenly struggled wildly, he rattled the "clank" of the iron chain, and at the same time cried in despair, "Don't kill me, Do not kill me".

However, no one paid any attention to the cry of the "prey", and a soldier stepped up. He raised the gun at his forehead, and the one that "boomed" was a shot, splattered with blood. The mournful wailing came to an abrupt end, and at the same time. Leonid breathed a sigh of relief. He is now eagerly waiting for the remaining four "prey" to be dealt with quickly. These guys are simply scourges. The more minutes they live, the more dangerous they will be.

Speaking of which, in this shooting range, anyone who participates in the ball draw has this idea in their hearts, even Chelesky, who is the brain of the "Democratic Russia" organization, don't look at these "prey" as other people, but His ideas are also the same as anyone else's.

"It's better for others to die than to die yourself." The so-called loyalty and feelings are simply impossible to appear in the minds of the Mafia leaders. How to survive better is what they have to consider.

Looking at the so-called mafia bosses outside the glass window, the sneer on Guo Shouyun's face never dissipated. As Leonid guessed, the game he arranged today is to completely eradicate the cronies of these so-called "big men". In Guo Shouyun's view, it is not that there can be no gangs in Blagoveshchensk. It's not that the mafia cannot exist. He knows that in the current domestic environment of the Soviet Union, things like gangs cannot be completely eliminated. On the contrary, these gangs and mafia will occupy a place in the life of the Russian state in the future. A very important position - this is the characteristic of Lao Maozi, and it is the largest export product in their country besides oil and arms. Although Guo Shouyun is quite confident, he is not confident enough to be arrogant.

Guo

What he did for two days was to take this opportunity to completely disrupt the existing gangs in the entire Amur region of Blagoveshina, and then firmly control them in his own hands. From Guo Shouyun's point of view, the gangs in the Amur region are just getting started. Their numbers are small and their strength is scattered. Most importantly, their influence has not spread deeper into the government. In this case, it is obviously not difficult to take them down.

But having said that, the biggest problem Guo Shouyun faces now if he wants to recover these gangsters is that he cannot find a talented and trustworthy person to preside over this aspect of affairs, and he himself, in the future I'm afraid I haven't had much energy to think about these things for a long time. At the same time, he really couldn't trust the existing leaders of these gangs. Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to adopt such a method, on the one hand, to deter these wild bandits, on the other hand, it can also consume their strength. After all, the organizational structure of gangs is different from that of commercial companies. If any gang leader wants to seize the power of gangs and organizations, he needs to win over cronies while establishing prestige. Therefore, if they can eradicate these people in one fell swoop Confidant, then in the future, these guys are bound to be unable to recover.

Give these bandit leaders a cruel shock, then kill their cronies, and finally, forcefully combine these gangsters who have been intriguing with each other in the past, so that they always understand that if they want to be cruel To survive the gang power struggle, you must rely on your own support. Guo Shouyun now intends to put these rebellious gangsters under his effective control through the combination of these three parts, so that they can honestly become a tool in his hands.

Recalling the "rat-catching" story that Sun Hongyu told him not long ago, Guo Shouyun secretly praised it. He felt that maybe he and Sun Hongyu were really the same kind of people. If it wasn't for this woman's reminder, he might not be able to think of it now. Such a nasty way to come.

"Bah!"

Another shot came from the shooting range. This shot also changed the number of "prey" from four to three. It seemed that the game would be over soon.

Taking his eyes back from the glass window, Guo Shouyun grabbed the goblet in his hand and turned to look at the little Victor who was always leaning on him. This little girl obviously turned a blind eye to the **** scene on the shooting range. She had just stuffed a strawberry sandwich into her stomach. Maybe she ate too much. Her slender fingers were stained with some scarlet strawberry jam. The girl is now sticking out her pink tongue and licking her fingers with relish.

Reaching out and stroking the little girl's head, Guo Shouyun said with a smile, "Victor, don't lick your fingers. If you want to eat, there is more on the table, so go get it yourself."

The little girl didn't know if she couldn't speak, but she understood what Guo Shouyun was saying.

Raising his head, Victor glanced at Guo Shouyun, then turned to look at the glass coffee table a few steps behind him, then took Guo Shouyun's hand and walked towards the coffee table. Apparently, for her, there were still "strangers" at the table, so she didn't dare to go there herself.

Guo Shouyun did not refuse Victor's silent request. For him, the game at the shooting range was nothing to watch, and the next thing he had to do was to prepare for the next step of the plan. .

Holding Victor's little hand and walking back to the table, Guo Shouyun pulled out a chair and sat down. He first pulled the plate of dessert on the table and put it in front of Victor, and then said to the pale Yevgeny: "What's the matter, Valenko, scared?"

"Haha, I made Mr. Guo laugh," Yevgeni forced a smile and replied, "I'm not afraid to say I'm afraid, but I've never seen such a scene with my own eyes, so this time is a little uncomfortable. ."

"Then it seems that you need to learn more from Comrade Shanariva," Guo Shouyun said casually with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes," Yevgeni nodded again and again and said with a flattering smile.

"Sana Riva," Guo Shouyun turned his head and said to Shana Riva again, "Is it okay for you to handle the aftermath here?"

"No problem," Shanariva replied cheerfully, "it's just dealing with dozens of dead people, what's the problem, not to mention that they were originally criminals with heinous crimes."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with that," Guo Shouyun said. "Well, don't detain those people inside. Tonight, we will arrange a few rooms for them at the Sino Holiday Hotel, and treat them with delicious food. By the way. Tell them, just say I want to meet them tomorrow morning and let them get ready." "Yes, Mr. Guo, I remember it." Shanariva replied.