Crisis Management Game

Reached the 10th floor?

What the hell kind of mission is this...

This was the first time for Gu Ji to encounter such a confusing game goal. Unfortunately, the system still lacked any prompts and guidance.

"Fuck, don't say a word. Are you pretending to be a tough guy here?"

The smoking brother hit him several times with his gun. Seeing that Gu Jifei not only didn't beg for mercy, but didn't even blink, the anger in his heart suddenly surged, and his finger that pulled the trigger immediately pressed down two points.

He is irritable and has no knowledge of shooting skills.

In actual combat, it is most taboo to shoot with a pistol against the opponent's body. There are two reasons: first, many pistols will retreat when the gun sleeve is under pressure, causing the trigger to be unable to be pulled; second, when the opponent realizes that he is being held against by the gun, Possibly grabbing the gun before you even snap the button.

Therefore, there is a high probability that this person has not received special training from the military and police.

"Brother Dahai, there is no need to get angry with this garbage and waste bullets..."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a small square face and light beard walked over next to the smoking brother, carrying a steel pipe. Although he did not look strong, his exposed forearms were crisscrossed with ravines, his palms were covered with calluses, and he had a pair of beady eyes. You know, there are some chicken thieves who look like treacherous and ruthless characters at first glance.

While he was speaking, there was a buzz, and the steel pipe in his hand was pulled on Gu Ji's shoulder. The concave teeth at the tip of the pipe scratched the skin, tearing out a lot of blood in one stroke.

boom! boom!

The robber man showed fierceness and hit Gu Ji on the left shoulder, side of the neck and other places. The round-faced man who was swinging the steel pipe also joined in, and after four or five blows, Gu Ji fell to the ground.

Suddenly a cell phone rang.

Dahai took out his mobile phone and signaled the two of them to stop, with a flattering smile: "Hey, Brother Shao, I have nothing to do, I just want to teach a few disobedient brats, right... what? Okay, I'll go find them right away!"

"Brother Dahai, what's wrong?"

After he hung up the phone, the chicken thief man asked.

Dahai took two puffs of cigarette in succession.

"Brother Shao just got the news that the bulk cargo he was looking for in Ningzhou was taken off the line by Lei Zi. He is going to return to China to deal with it. Let me find two clean brothers to follow."

"Let me go, Brother Dahai."

When the chicken thief man heard this, he showed an eager expression.

Unexpectedly, Dahai just glanced at him and said, "Are you going? You just escaped from the country after killing people. You asked me to follow Brother Shao, didn't you wait for Lei Zi to catch you?"

Gu Ji lay on the ground, his eyes widened.

From the conversation between the two just now, he heard three key pieces of information:

1. This is not a country;

2. Those who were beaten were not kidnapped, but seemed to be disobedient subordinates;

3. Key figure: Brother Shao!

He never expected to hear the name "Brother Shao" in the game level. Isn't this exactly the "online" he was told when he rented an apartment every day and arrested the black-clad bald drug dealer last night? The location of the incident was also It's Ningzhou, that's right.

Thanks to Gu Ji's ever-increasing memory, he remembered where Brother Shao came from...

Northern Myanmar!

This is northern Myanmar?

The Shan State of Upper Myanmar, which consists of the four special zones of Kokang, Wa, Kachin and Mongla, is a complex and sensitive area, divided by warlords, full of wars, no rule of law, no human rights, and full of trafficking, black mines, fraud, Drugs, gambling, pornography, organ trading.

This is a gathering place for Burmese people, a paradise for criminals, a restricted area for civilians, and even more notorious, the Golden Triangle...

No wonder this group of people dared to blatantly use lynching, illegal detention, beatings and torture as a common occurrence here, and the gun in Dahai’s hand should be the MA-5 MK.2 pistol, a very good copy of Myanmar’s first-generation Glock 17 pistol. Although the general appearance of the authorized version is the same as the original version, the grip is slightly different and the performance is also worse.

The chicken thief man touched his head in embarrassment.

After Dahai took the last puff of his cigarette, he casually dropped the cigarette butt on Gu Ji's thigh, burning his skin, put away the gun and turned around.

"Chao Jun is coming with me, and the rest will be left to you two. Do you know what to do?"

"Don't worry, Brother Dahai, I promise to handle it clearly!"

The round-faced man smiled charmingly and nodded.

It wasn't until Dahai and the chicken thief man left the room that he walked up to Gu Ji, pulled up his hair, and said with a cruel smile:

"Wang Xueming, Wang Xueming, you said that you have been working in the mine for at least five or six years, and you are considered an old man in our company. Why are you still thinking about escaping back to the country and dragging your grandson with you? What the hell are you doing? If I don’t have a passport and I don’t have an ID card, I will go to jail if I go back, so why bother.”

"I also want to save you, but Brother Dahai has already spoken. Your two kidneys cannot be saved. After Xiaosun completes the operation later, it may be your turn..."

As he spoke, the round-faced man patted Gu Ji's face, not treating him as a human being at all.

It turns out that he took off his clothes in order to have his waist cut off.

Gu Ji silently wrote down several identity information points of the new character.

Wow, the plastic curtain in the back half of the room was suddenly opened. A man wearing a white coat and a blue mask, who looked like a doctor, came out carrying an insulated box filled with ice cubes. Inside were two fresh ice cubes. Bloody waist!

Through the gap, you can see "Xiao Sun" lying naked on a simple operating table, with two horrific cuts on both sides of his back, exactly like a pig in a slaughterhouse!

"The operation is over, who is next?"

After the doctor finished speaking, the round-faced man turned his eyes and swept across the faces of Gu and the others one by one, like a seducer from hell, making the two men next to him tremble with fear.

"Brother Hui, give me a chance. I will borrow money from my friends right away. Oh no, I will borrow an online loan. I will lend you an online loan. I promise to complete the pig-killing plate task next month. Please spare my life." …”

"Brother Hui, me too. I also have a college roommate who has a very good relationship with me. I can definitely trick him into coming over. Trust me, don't cut my waist..."

The two men, one middle and one young, were both frightened to death by the bloody and terrifying scene in front of them. The young man shook his legs and spit out a stream of yellow soup. He was actually scared to death.

The big man named Brother Hui seemed to enjoy the feeling of controlling other people's lives and deaths.

He nodded with satisfaction and immediately grabbed Gu Ji's hair.

"Come on, Wang Xueming, I can only choose you this time, get up?"

Gu Ji's eyes changed rapidly, scanning back and forth from Brother Hui, the other thug, and the doctor, mentally calculating the success rate of a comeback.

That sea has gone and they have no guns.

There are three people on the other side and two steel pipes;

The three of us were naked and their wrists were bound.

He tried the nylon rope binding his wrists. He didn't know whether it was due to the improvement brought by the strength mark or the lubrication brought by the blood. It was not impossible to twist and break free.

He kicked Brother Hui in the vagina, yelled at his teammates to cause a commotion, took the opportunity to break off the rope, and grabbed the steel pipe...

Just as Gu Ji was brewing a simple counterattack plan.

Rumble——!

The ground began to shake!

Thanks for the tip, but I still need to update it. I will make it up when it is released. I made a mistake in the afternoon. Luckin Coffee didn’t have a toilet, internet, or charging port, which made me feel urgent and ran home in the middle of writing. This delayed my train of thought. First of all, One update, there will be two more soon, and more than 200 words have been deleted from the other 75 chapters, which should be the end of the second half. I have added them back. I feel that some of the prefaces and afterwords in the second half do not match up. You can refresh and read it again. Or click on the chapter to re-download it!