Survival: King Picking Game

"It's impossible for us to betray the boss, so don't think about it."

"Hey, hey, that's not kind. Do I have to play tricks with my brother? Your sister is the boss's woman. As a brother-in-law, how could you not have heard of anything..."

"Hush! Shut up!"

The other person's words became a little rough.The tone also became low.

"……What's wrong?"

his companion asked cautiously.

"Don't mention this in front of the boss. My sister...is now that guy's person."

"..."

The two fell into a silent silence.

Until Himiko almost thought they had left.

"You mean, the boss's woman... was robbed by him?"

"Well. Besides, although the boss is so angry that he is about to go crazy, he still doesn't dare to attack. He doesn't even dare to show that guy's face... Do you understand what I mean?"

"So, does the boss have something in his hands?"

"Who knows. We just need to understand who we dare not mess with, and who we should listen to in the future."

……

The voices of the two became farther and farther away.

Himiko, leaning against the wall, folded his hands, frowning and thinking carefully.

Some things can be learned from the information revealed in the conversation between these two boys——

"A criminal group with stable members, and then a new person joined and usurped the original leadership?"

It's just a hunch, but...

"The 'little ghost head' they are talking about should be the holder of the relic. But why would the player do such a strange thing?"

This is what Himiko couldn't figure out.

Of course, gamers are mostly lawless dudes, and it's not surprising that some idiots are bored and want to play School Heist.The problem is, this is not a mission scenario, but real Earth.

Regardless of such trivial things as being targeted by the government's police and military, the real problem for gamers lies in the "non-disclosure agreement".If it goes too far, it will be punished by the central system.

Players like Li Pingan who have a military license basically don't care much about the real world, and of course they don't deliberately attract attention.

"Ugh...then, just ask me."

Soon, the girl made up her mind.

In the radio room.

A young man with pimples on his face, sitting lazily on a chair with his legs crossed.

Standing in a corner of the room, a muscular man in a T-shirt and with a cropped cut swept the young man's face with gloomy gaze from time to time.

But most of the time, he didn't even dare to look at each other.

"Hey lady, give me a shoulder massage."

The young man casually greeted a timid woman behind him.

"I...I know..."

she timidly replied.

"Oh...it's really troublesome to do this kind of thing, my back hurts. Sure enough, only I can do it."

The young man twisted his neck while talking to the woman behind him.

... Talking on the radio and threatening those students is obviously the easiest job.

But the people in the room dared not speak out.

Of course, this is not prestige, and it has nothing to do with "strength", but because he controls the lives of everyone——

……

Heart Bomb.

The special ability to make human hearts into "bombs" is the capital that young people rely on.

As long as he has a thought, the heart of the person implanted with the heart sound bomb will burst, the blood in the body will flow back, pour into the internal organs, and die directly.

"This is really interesting..."

While enjoying the massage, his eyes narrowed.

The young man was engrossed in the scene on the monitor, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

In the classroom, on campus.Everyone's face was full of fear and panic.

But this kind of expression gave him an unparalleled sense of satisfaction in his heart.

These are what he brings to people.