Chapter 108 He came in a hurry and left in a hurry
‘Oppenmo Klaus’ got used to his new body in the cell, pumping his fists with excitement, feeling the pleasure of his powerful muscles tearing through the air.
"It's great!" The timid soul in Obenmo's body exuded a hot light, as if he had been waiting for this moment all his life: "I knew that I would be lucky!"
Obenmo stood there and looked around, and the smile on his lips gradually became exaggerated. He seemed to have entered a giant in Lilliput, with tyranny in his eyes: "This is... this is the legendary game from another world? It's so real.
!So true!”
[It is detected that the tester has not performed any valid operation for more than three minutes, first warning!]
The sudden appearance of subtitles brought Auburn back to reality from his dream. He was not a real player or pioneer yet, he was just a homeless man who was temporarily pulled in for testing. Those people could deprive him of his qualifications at any time.
"Okay, okay, move, you can do it." Obanmo touched his strong muscles and felt the explosive vitality in his body. This was something he had never felt in his life.
He excitedly pushed open the cell door and attacked a prisoner who was much smaller than him from behind. Oppenmo's iron fist was like a hammer, and he punched the prisoner in the back of his head.
"It's so cool!" Obanmo was like a mad beast, tearing apart the prisoners around him one after another. He didn't regain his consciousness until another system warning appeared.
[Please look for the combat mission test target: Tangji - fuzzy location mark to start]
A red human-shaped frame appeared dozens of meters above his head. Obanmo started looking for an upward exit with red eyes. He couldn't wait to get the qualification to truly stay in this world!
No one can stop him!
Tang Ji didn't know that there was a big surprise waiting for him today. He had just finished dealing with the three groups of people in the stairwell. All the gunmen were quiet, and only three VIP prisoners were left.
"Man, to be honest, compared to others, I am just an enterprising businessman and..." Before Oric Teixeira could finish his words, Tangji shot him in the head.
"I told you to die quickly." Tang Ji threw the body directly from the stairwell and looked at the man in a suit piled up in a pile: "Drum Wood? You should really leave Night City as soon as possible.
This place.”
Drum Wood has long lost the ability to speak, and now he can't even stand firmly. He had already left the prison, but that bastard Ben Bieber lied to him and said that he would deal with Tang Ji in the next two days, so he came back to join in the fun.
of.
One thing to say, that bastard Ben Bieber ran the prison really well, with many ways to play and tricks. Drum really couldn't find a place to play after he got out of here.
"I...I have money, I have money!" Drum's fingers were trembling worse than those of a Parkinson's patient, but the last guy who said he was rich had just been thrown down.
"I still have shares, and I'm willing to transfer them to you!" Drumm sounded like a little girl being forced into a dark corner by a strong man, with a sharp voice and urine flowing out.
Dali Gomez, who stood aside with a machete in hand and waited for the final trial, frowned. He knew that this might be his last battle, but he couldn't accept dying with such a person.
Dali Gomez picked up a pistol and pointed it at Drum: "If you don't shoot, I will shoot. Don't let him waste my time! I just want a fair fight!"
It was like Tangji had eyes in the back of his head. The moment Drum raised his gun, the dagger seized from the corpse had already flown past Gomez's cheek, leaving a wound on it: "Don't get in the way, we'll be there soon.
is you."
Gomez snorted coldly and threw the pistol into the elevator shaft. He was a member of the Violent Bear Gang and had undergone various prosthetic transformations, but he was very sure that he was no match for Tang Ji.
He saw that Tang Ji had two gunshot wounds on his body, and there was no blood. From the beginning of the exchange of fire to now, Tang Ji had been fighting for fourteen minutes, and he still looked alive and well.
Gomez didn't know how many types of prosthetics Tangji had installed on his body, but he was certain that he couldn't do this. He wouldn't be surprised even if the other person's skin was full of artificial organs except for his brain.
"Okay, Drum...is that the name?" Tang Ji had a good memory, but he really didn't pay much attention to the names at the bottom of the list: "Leave some dignity for yourself, this is the only thing you have left.
That’s it.”
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Oppenmo Klaus finally found this hidden stairwell, and the fuzzy positioning system showed that his target was at the top of the stairwell.
He climbed up excitedly. He had never done anything so exciting in so many years. In his world, he was just a homeless man on the street, and he couldn't even be robbed.
But now, he is killing people! He has already killed several people!
Boo!
A corpse with a head shot fell from the sky and landed at Oppenmo's feet, causing him to stop. He hesitated and climbed up again for a better tomorrow.
A few minutes later, another disemboweled corpse was thrown down from above, hanging right next to his face.
The intestines of the corpse were tied to the upper floor, and the internal organs were pulled out in the air. The whole body was like a Christmas tree, with its tail open.
The pair of eyes full of fear were like condensed amber, sealing the despair of the last second before death, looking at Obanmo godlessly.
Oppenmo Klaus's passion was half extinguished. He suddenly realized that the game world was so real that he couldn't even distinguish the boundary between the two worlds.
His inner cowardice and weakness began to break out, making him afraid to seize the opportunity. Fear gradually controlled his reason, and no matter how strong his muscles were, they could not support a weak soul.
"Come on, it's my turn!" Dali Gomez moved flexibly left and right, the machete in his hand constantly changing angles. He was not afraid of death, and he was not one of the people on the list, but judging from Tang Ji's past style, he himself
Knowing that death is inevitable, I would rather die in a real battle.
Boom!
Tang Ji blew out the vague smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and looked at Gomez, who was staring blankly, with a disdainful smile: "Idiot."
Tang Ji stood there, holding a knife and a pistol in one hand, and moved slowly towards the stairs. He had heard the footsteps approaching from downstairs before.
His five senses became increasingly sharp, and he could even hear his general body shape from the footsteps. He was over 1.9 meters tall, weighed no less than 110 kilograms, and had been trained.
Tang Ji didn't care who the person chasing behind him was. It might be a VIP prisoner trying to escape to the rooftop, or a loyal bodyguard. No matter what, he would kill him.
Thinking of this, Tang Ji once again had a good impression of the prison environment. He didn't have to worry about collateral damage at all. People here basically deserved death. A few of them didn't deserve death, but those who were affected thought they were unlucky.
Oppenmo Klaus took a deep breath, and finally his reason defeated his instinct. Just as he was about to rush forward bravely, he saw the blurry humanoid frame leaning against the corner, waiting to ambush him.
He felt that he was angered. He was the player and he was here to dominate!
Obenmer tightened his grip on the gun he picked up from the corpse. This thing was familiar to him. It was similar to the one he had used in reality. After a little hesitation, he came up with a brilliant idea!
Tang Ji listened to the breathing sound outside the corner with a hint of doubt in his eyes. From this distance, he could almost completely predict the other party's behavior and movements.
In his imaginary picture, the gun-wielding target had taken two deep breaths and changed into two different charging postures. Many of his actions looked like a novice's, but his physical characteristics proved that the opponent should have experienced hundreds of battles.
The next second, Obenmo was finally fully prepared. He took a few steps back and unleashed all his strength. He jumped out from the corner and slid out on his back against the floor. The gun in his hand was pointed right at that person.
mission target.
Perfect!
As a result, as soon as he landed, before he could adjust his landing direction, he felt a heavy blow on his ear. He spun around and hit the opposite wall. His eyes went black and he died without even saying a last word.
Tang Ji withdrew his foot. He had just kicked a football, which would normally be enough to kill someone. In fact, it was so. The target's temple was blown open, and half of his head was dented.
But Tang Ji had a surprised expression on his face. He actually received a prompt from the system!
[User ID: Tangji-Rage
Incarnation of Fury (semi-awakened, unable to fully read information): Fury, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, the spokesperson of hatred and revenge in the world...Besides law and justice, there is another kind of justice...
Affiliated ability - Flame of Hatred (semi-awakened, unable to fully read information): Based on your anger, the flame of hatred is generated out of thin air. The flame of hatred can burn visible and invisible things...
Data read error
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Points owned: 50
Hunting list: Michael V. Michael (has been completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all goods can be exchanged at half price)
Stephen Winter (has been completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all products are exchanged at half price)]
Tang Ji just killed a player and gained fifty points, and the hunting list was indeed updated with a new name.
When Tang Ji focused on the name of Stephen Winter, a photo of him also appeared.
He is a man with a slovenly appearance, a dull look, and a skinny man. The only word you can find on him is failure.
Tang Ji didn't bother to check Stephen Winter's relics, but stood next to the corpse with an ugly face, turned the corpse over, and checked the injuries.
Those players were testing him. Apparently Michael V. Michael had made people suspicious before, and this time Stephen Winter was just a guinea pig for testing.
Tang Ji himself was also very curious about how the players who were completely terminated by him would die in their world.
Another thing that made Tang Ji feel heavy was that those players were able to temporarily insert players into this world, which made the safety period announced by the system unnecessary.
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"Test No. 1 has experienced strong physiological fluctuations. The situation is not good. His blood pressure is rising."
"What the hell! What is going on? What happened to the injury on his head?"
"I don't know. It suddenly appeared. We recorded it, but we can't explain it. Tester No. 1's vital signs have disappeared. It's a pity."
"What are you regretting? Our experiment was successful. It turns out that there are indeed indigenous people in that world who can really hurt or even kill us!"
"We have to stop exploiting this world!"
Boom!
"What's going on? Are you crazy?"
"Sorry, the company has decided to temporarily block this news. We have invested too much and it is impossible to shelve the project now."
"Didn't you hear what we said? That aborigine is really capable of killing us!"
"Who cares? So many people die every day, so what about one more way to die? How many casualties can he cause? We can even treat this as some kind of urban legend and release the rumors for players to explore
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"You don't understand, this means that their world rules are more..."
Bah! Bah! Bah!
"Clean up the scene and blow this place up to the sky when you leave. Don't leave anything behind. Wait until you go back next time and find that bastard. The boss is very interested in him."
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Tang Ji thought for a while, then reached out and cut off a finger from the corpse. Last time he didn't have the chance to get many samples from the players, but this time there was a lot of material.
Although I know it is difficult to detect anything, it is better than nothing. At least it can be compared with those bodies, which brings some hope of finding the way of the player's arrival as soon as possible.
He took a look at the name tag on the prisoner - Oppenmo Klaus. He had to check this person to see when he started to have contact with the player, before or after he was imprisoned?
And how did he find him? Can those players monitor his every move? Just like people in the three-dimensional world looking at the two-dimensional world, there are no secrets at all?
After a while, Tang Ji rationally gave up thinking about this kind of problem. This was not something he was good at. This kind of problem that rose to a philosophical level was more suitable for Wu Qianying and the prophet to think about.
He still had to go to the rooftop, and he wanted to know why the three groups that had been killed before were blocked here.
Tang Ji soon found the reason. A solid steel pipe as thick as an arm firmly blocked the door to the rooftop from the outside. The bullet holes and fist marks on the door proved that the people who were blocked inside had worked hard.
But he came too quickly.
Tang Ji glanced outside through the bulletproof observation window. There was nothing on the helicopter pad, but there were seven or eight bodies lying on the ground. Apparently there was a firefight while boarding the plane.
He fired all the bullets in his hand at the door, creating a weak spot full of bullet holes, and then punched through the thick steel door with his iron fist.
After pushing open the steel pipe blocking the door from bottom to top, Tang Ji stood on the rooftop. A few hundred meters away, a crashed helicopter was seen smoking in the forest. Apparently he failed to escape successfully.
Boom!
A bullet was fired from a very far distance and hit the floor two meters in front of Tang Ji. He looked in the direction and saw the saint squatting on the coastline on the Night City side waving his arms towards him.
The obviously burlier figure next to him was Martin Sangye. He raised the missile launcher in his hand and showed a simple smile.
At this moment, Tang Ji felt that it felt good to have teammates.