Chapter 371 Bloody chips

   Just as the old vernacular's voice fell, the index finger of his right hand had already opened the safety of the rifle.

  The same goes for the twenty or so Burning Legion players beside him.

  The undisguised murderous aura made the eyes of the strong man named Iron Spike shrink slightly.

   "Hey, wait, did we have a misunderstanding?"

  Cold sweat oozes from his forehead, he raises his hands, and while stepping back, he tries to ease the tense atmosphere. He didn't know where he had offended this guy, but his instinct told him that this was an extremely dangerous thing.

"No."

   This time, Tie Spur finally understood what the man in front of him said.

  As a result, his eyes were completely imprinted with a deep layer of fear.

  “…The Alliance never negotiates with looters, and never does business with looters. Every penny you make may turn into bullets fired at civilized people.”

  Fang Chang took off the Daybreak Longbow on his back, and at the same time drew out an arrow and put it on the bowstring.

   "So the transaction is cancelled."

  "Since you believe in fists, let's use your fists to speak!"

   "You talk so much nonsense!" Iron Spike retreated to a safe distance and roared, with a fierce light in his eyes, "Fire me! Kill them!"

However-

  The whistle of the machine gun did not sound.

   Instead, there was a thunderous gunshot on the ground, which cut off his preemptive glee.

  In the window not far away, the man lying in front of the machine gun instantly burst into a cloud of blood and fell to the ground.

   At the same time, the assault rifles held horizontally in the hands of the players have all pointed their guns at him.

   "Call me!"

   Cleanly gave the order to fire, and Lao Bai pulled the trigger in his hand at the same time.

   chug chug—!

  Thick and long flames jumped from the muzzle of the gun, and orange-yellow bullets shot out, completely tearing the tranquility of the street.

  Tie Spur and several younger brothers beside him were beaten into sieves on the spot, and fell to the ground before he could groan.

  Everything happened in an instant, and the gunmen hired by Edmund had no time to react, and were caught off guard by the sudden burst of gunfire.

  However, their response was fairly quick.

  Rifles protruded from the windows on the second floor of the cinema. The gunmen squatting there began to shoot back at the players downstairs.

  However, they are facing the corps of the alliance's T0 echelon.

  In the battlefield of Xizhou City, these players have already experienced countless tests of iron, fire and death. How can a group of fierce fighters resist?

  Whether it is tactics, fighting will, or proficiency in street fighting, neither side is an opponent of the same level.

  The players spread out skillfully, quickly locked on the firepower points outside the cinema, and with tacit cooperation, they fought back with alternating firepower.

  Although there were hundreds of gunmen in the movie theater, facing the attack of more than 20 players, they were overwhelmed for a while and couldn't hold their heads up!

   Not to mention the sniper lying on a tall building not far away, the gunman whose head was exposed like a roll call.

  Even if not every gunshot would take away a life, the death that would come to them at some point in time brought enormous psychological pressure to them.

  The two gunmen squatting at the door tried to close the modified and reinforced door.

  However, at this moment, an arrow "swished" into the door, and burst into flames in an instant.

  The fragments of the explosion scattered in all directions, and the two gatekeepers were killed on the spot.

   At the same time, a drone folded its rotor, glides and falls from a high altitude, and burst into the window on the second floor of the cinema with a buzzing sound like the wings of a wasp.

  The earth-shattering explosion sounded.

  Orange-red flames rolled out from the pitch-black windows, blowing away large swathes of gravel and dust, and shaking off the outer walls of the half-collapsed building with gravel and cement chips.

  The slaves on the first floor were curled up in iron cages, shaking uncomfortably.

  In the windows on the second floor, the muzzles of the guns that were originally hidden there were collectively silenced at this moment.

  The relatively narrow space will double the power of the explosion shock wave.

  The power of the "switchblade" that fell from the sky was completely beyond the expectations of the gunmen. Most people were stunned, if not killed on the spot.

   "Ready to assault!"

   Seizing the opportunity, Lao Bai raised his left fist, gestured forward cleanly, and moved forward first.

  The three team members beside him followed closely and rushed towards the main entrance.

  The same is true for the other four four-person teams, spreading out and advancing forward, like a thumbtack nailed from the front.

  The gate was quickly captured.

   Followed by stairs.

   The sound of gunfire broke through from bottom to top, and the gunmen who tried to stop were killed one after another and rolled down from the top of the stairs.

   Charge to the second floor.

  Old Baiping raised the rifle in his hand, gave orders to the teams to clean up, and then led his team members to move forward.

  Into the 5 teams on the second floor from three directions, carefully searching every corridor, every auditorium, every seat, and every inch of corner.

  A gunman leaned on the wall, staggered and tried to escape from the safe passage, and just ran into the muzzles of a group of people.

   Gripping the rifle tightly, he stared at the man and yelled loudly.

"lay down your weapon!"

   However, the gunman ignored him and even tried to shoot back with his gun.

   Seeing that it was useless to persuade him to surrender, Shadao pulled the trigger without hesitation, and sent the guy away with a sweep of the shuttle.

  Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood and the muzzle of the gun emitting green smoke, Killing Dagger muttered curses.

   "Grandma, I'm using Renlian language this time!"

  The captives can be exchanged for some contribution points and silver coins.

  Corps can also accumulate active substances.

   "Maybe he was deaf from the switchblade just now." The kidney fighter beside him said suddenly.

   "...uh, it seems to make sense."

   On the other side, the clearing of the northern area was completed. Fang Chang raised his index finger and tapped on the headset, reporting the situation here.

  At the same time, the reports of other teams also sounded in the communication channel.

   "The room on the west side has been cleared."

   "The room on the east side has been cleared."

   "The corridor is under control."

   "The operating room was found...Three doctors were found at the scene, and one of them was suspected to be Edmund."

   "Wait for me there."

   Throwing down these words, Fang Chang turned on the VM to confirm the location on the map, and immediately rushed towards the operating room.

  When he arrived at the destination, a tall and thin man was holding his hands up, and he had retreated from the side of the operating table to the corner.

  He was wearing an apron stained with blood and grease, like the kind worn by chefs.

  Beside him, there was a man and a woman who were also dressed in the same attire. They should be his assistants, and they also had terrified expressions on their faces at the moment.

  The previous explosion and a series of gunshots almost scared them to the urine.

   Lying on the operating table was a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a fairly robust physique, as if he was often engaged in physical labor.

   But at this moment his breathing was very weak, like a candle in the wind.

   Fang Chang noticed a fresh cut on his left abdomen.

   Feeling the growing killing intent in everyone's eyes, Edmund said tremblingly.

   "I, I didn't tie him here..."

   "Then he still voluntarily?"

   "I spent money!"

"How many?"

   "50... No, not just 50, but also 300 in honor of Mr. West, that lord is the second head of the Dagger Gang, and this kid lives on his street."

  Fang Chang has heard of the Dagger Gang, but he has only heard of it.

but.

   Now is not the time to discuss this.

  He glanced at the boy lying on the operating table, and then at the man in front of him.

   "What's his situation now?"

   Edmund said nervously

   "Hand, there was an accident during the operation... The bomb you threw just now, I, my hand trembled."

  Fang Chang asked.

   "Is he still saved?"

  Edmund had an ugly expression on his face.

   "Yes, yes... But I'm afraid I have to change a pair of kidneys for him."

   Looking at the translation on the vm, Lao Bai didn't speak.

   Glancing at his teammates beside him, he took a suitcase from the latter and put it on the iron shelf next to the operating table.

  Under Edmund's surprised gaze, Fang Chang stared at this guy and continued.

   "Put him on."

   "Then we'll discuss your problem."

  Glancing at the suitcase hastily, Edmund's eyes flashed with pain.

   It was supposed to be his stuff!

  However, the fierce muzzle made him not have the courage to say this at all, and he only dared to curse this group of dishonest guys in his heart.

  He swallowed and nodded nervously.

   "OK, ok..."

  …

  The operation went smoothly.

  The boy's breathing gradually became steady.

  Although the effect of the anesthesia has not completely faded, he has regained a little consciousness.

  Edmund and his two assistants were taken outside the operating room by Lao Bai and his team.

  Looking at the boy lying on the operating table, Fang Chang said.

"May I have your name?"

  The chapped lips moved slightly.

   "Aviation..."

   One-syllable names are quite common in the wasteland.

  Fang Chang, who often collects information in taverns, has even seen people calling tables and stools.

"Where are your parents?"

   "At the edge of the... huge wall."

   It should be a slum.

   Knowing the general situation, Fang Chang paused for a moment, then continued in a gentle tone.

   "We will send you back, don't tell anyone about us, it's for your own good."

  Although the parts of the Awakened are not worth enough to make people lose their minds, it is hard to say that this thing appears on a child.

  Edmund and his assistants will be sent to a prisoner-of-war camp. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to tell others that he has the parts of the awakened one, no one will know about it.

   No one will even know about the operation.

   "Thank you..." When he said this, the boy's eyes were a little confused.

  He doesn't know why these people are doing this.

  When they were working part-time at the trading post, people obviously wanted them to die.

  However, just as he was about to leave this world, someone reached out and pulled him back.

  Watching the figure disappearing at the door of the operating room, the boy rested his head on the pillow, stared straight at the ceiling, and muttered softly.

  What a strange bunch of people...

  …

  Leaving the operating room, Fang Chang standing at the door looked at Edmund in the corridor.

  Being watched by that person, Edmund said nervously with his heart in his throat.

   "I have saved that boy..."

   Fang Chang said bluntly.

   "You deserve it."

  The expression on Edmund's face paused, and after a while, he said in a low voice.

   "Do you want money? My bargaining chip, and everything here is yours, just let me live—"

  Fang Chang interrupted him and said bluntly.

   "Of course we'll take your ill-gotten gains, that's our spoils."

  Hearing this confident speech, Edmond almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

  But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, and a trace of obvious fear floated in his eyes.

   "Are you... from the new alliance?"

   Fang Chang gave him a strange look.

   "Didn't Gracie tell you?"

   "He didn't say...he only told me that there was a seller who could provide parts for the Awakened, and asked me if I was interested. As long as I gave him a sum of money, he would introduce the seller to me."

   As he spoke tremblingly, a trace of remorse suddenly appeared in Edmund's eyes.

   "That damned bastard, I knew he had no good intentions!"

   Several players looked at each other with strange expressions.

   Calling others a beast is okay.

   "I'm not interested in the grievances between you."

   Interrupted Edmund's whisper, Fang Chang looked at him and said, "You and your assistants, as well as the other raiders who surrendered, will be sent to where you are supposed to go and stand trial there."

   Edmund protested.

   "Wait, this is not the territory of the new alliance, why do you use the laws of the alliance to convict me—"

   Fang Chang glanced at him.

   "Because we don't like you, is that enough reason?"

   "Or there is a gun on the ground over there, you go and pick it up, let's communicate in another way."

  Edmund looked at him with a stiff face, his calf felt slightly hot, and finally swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

   There is nothing wrong with this reason.

   After all, this is wasteland.

   is no man's land.

  He can decide the life and death of others at will.

  Others are of course free to decide which set of standards to use to deal with him.

   That makes sense.

  …

  Edmund and his men will be sent to the court in Dawn City, where they will be tried.

  The photos taken by the players at the scene and the video recorded by the action recorder are enough for these beasts to spend the rest of their lives in the prisoner-of-war camp.

  The first floor of the cinema.

   In the open yard reinforced with trash and concrete.

  The players smashed the rusty chains on the iron cage with their gun butts, and released the survivors locked inside.

  These people were ragged, skinny, and stood in the middle of the open space helplessly.

  Looking at the rifles in the hands of the players, many of them had fear in their eyes, not knowing what would happen next.

   Seeing the fear in their eyes, Lao Bai walked up to them and spoke in a non-fluent human connection language.

   "You are free."

   "Go back and reunite with your family."

   "No matter what reason you are locked here, don't do stupid things in the future."

  Shortly after the voice fell, the survivors seemed to have returned to their souls, exchanging glances and whispering to each other.

   Almost everyone's eyes were full of surprise.

  They thought they were just going from one group of villains' pockets to another group of villains' pockets, but they didn't expect these people to let them go.

  A man in shabby clothes took two steps forward.

  He raised his head obediently, looking up at the benefactor in front of him.

   "Can you tell me...your name"

  Old Bai said with a hearty smile.

   "My name is not worth mentioning, there are a lot of people here...we are all from the league in the northern suburbs."

  Alliance…

  The man lowered his head.

  He chewed the word repeatedly in his mouth, and there seemed to be light in the cloudy pupils.

"…Thanks."

   Bowed deeply, he walked towards the gate and left here.

  Some people followed behind him and walked towards the wasteland beyond the gate.

   However, some people stayed.

  Old Bai made a rough count and found that there were quite a few people left behind, more than fifty.

   "Aren't you leaving?"

  Hearing this sentence, people exchanged glances.

  One of them stepped forward and said with lowered eyebrows.

   “We…have no home, allow us to follow in your footsteps.”

  Hearing this request, Lao Bai couldn't help but feel troubled.

  According to the general rpg game, if I agree to him, I have to become their leader, not only have to be responsible for their eating and drinking, but also help them flush the toilet.

  Managing a group of NPCs is much more troublesome than managing players.

   "You don't have to follow me, you should go live your own life. But... if you have nowhere to go, you can come back to the alliance with us."

   "There are many people like you out there who will help you start a new life."

  The expressions on everyone's faces were full of bewilderment at first.

  However, when they heard the latter sentence, there was still a little longing for a new life in people's eyes.

   There are also a few people who didn't respond at all from the beginning to the end, probably clones who don't have a complete mind.

  In the lair of the Bloody Hand clan, Lao Bai had seen a similar existence before.

   Dealing with these guys is tricky too.

   But he didn't intend to worry about it.

  He came to play a game.

   Although it is cool to pretend to be aggressive, it is too troublesome to think about the future.

   These troublesome things, let the respected manager to worry about!

  …

  Although the transaction was cancelled, the players unexpectedly discovered that their gains from this transaction exceeded expectations.

  The chips looted from the basement piled up into a hill.

  Although the face value of each chip is not large, it adds up to a total of 180,000!

  The only capital is just dozens of magazines and a "switch knife".

   It's a pity they didn't bring the RPG, or it would be cheaper.

  Looking at the hill piled up with chips, the murderer's dagger couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

   "Sure enough... cheating is the most **** profitable."

   "What is black eating black!"

  Fang Chang rolled his eyes and refuted his statement, "It's clearly the hammer of justice!"

   "We confiscated their chips, used these chips to upgrade equipment, and then used the upgraded equipment to save more survivors. It is obviously a just thing. How dare you call it black and white? Excuse me?"

   Killing Dagger was stunned for a moment.

   What the hell?

   That makes sense!

  Listening to Fang Chang's nonsense, Lao Bai laughed and said in a joking tone.

   "Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, just play the game to make it go your way, what's the use of talking big things. How do we divide these chips? Give me an idea."

   "The average score is the same as the next book, what else can I do."

  After listening to Fang Chang's suggestion, Lao Bai snapped his fingers.

   "Okay, then according to what you said, when Ye Shi and Gale are back, we will each pack in a bag."

  Hearing this sentence, all the players immediately cheered.

   "Boss is awesome!"

   "666!"

   "Fuck you rich!"

  According to the average distribution, each of them can get more than 8,000 chips, which is equivalent to 16,000 silver!

  What task can give so much money?

  Such a huge sum of money.

   It can be said that he became rich overnight!

  (end of this chapter)