"So what is happening here?" Tony pointed the shotgun directly at a gunman's face and took away his pistol with a face full of joking: "Who can tell me? You don't need to eat bullets if you tell me clearly first!
"
"Do you know who we are?" The leader of the gunmen at the back of the room had a look of anger and surprise on his face: "Do you know whose property you are attacking?"
Boom!
The powerful kinetic energy of the special bullet in the prelude directly disappeared the opponent's collarbone and above, and the remains mixed with blood, flesh and bone residue dyed several naturalized people around him red.
"Who else wants to introduce themselves?" Tang Ji ignored the presence of more than a dozen guns and pointed the muzzle of the prelude at a person sitting in the middle who was being pointed at a gun: "I'll give you a chance to explain.
Condition."
"We are fighting among ourselves." The man who was pointed at the gun said to the others with a look of death and a hint of ridicule: "You idiots, he is the law enforcer Tang, didn't any of you find out?"
The name of law enforcer Tang caused a slight commotion in the crowd. They seemed to be hesitating whether to resist again, but if these naturalized people were really determined, they would not stand in this camp.
Tony and the Saint successfully disarmed this group of people, and the cooperation of these people made Tang Ji feel that the lives he had left before were a bit redundant.
Most of the people were tied up with restraints and squatted in a corner, leaving only one representative from each side of the internal conflict.
"Now that you all know me, we can get down to the topic." Tang Ji placed the prelude on the table with a clang, making both of them tremble: "Where is Chrissy Cunningham?"
"Container No. B-39." The man who recognized Tang Ji for the first time replied expressionlessly.
Tang Ji waved to Tony and Saint, and the two randomly selected a prisoner to lead the way, and quickly went to confirm the target.
And Tang Ji finally felt relieved, no matter what, he finally found the girl.
"What's your name?" Tang Ji asked the man who spoke. Compared with other naturalized people wearing guard uniforms, he was wearing casual clothes and was obviously a manager.
"My name is Héctor Gallia. I am from the Balkans. My uncle is a naturalized person and so am I." Héctor said calmly: "I have heard about you, Law Enforcer Don, and I also know that you don't know how to do it."
Let me go, I have been mentally prepared for this since the day I joined the Naturalized People."
"So, you want to be a tough guy?" Tang Ji looked at Hector playfully. Compared to Hector, the other man seemed much more nervous. Even before Tang Ji started asking questions, he was already sweating profusely.
Already.
"I'm not a tough guy, I'm just open-minded." Hector sighed: "My family relies on the power of naturalized people to exist. I have no choice and I don't want to choose. After all, this job is easy and the income is high."
Very high.”
"I won't tell you anything. This is my responsibility to the family." Hector took out a cigarette, gestured to Tang Ji, and lit one for himself: "But I can introduce it to you.
The traitors among us, you will be interested in them."
"All ears." Tang Ji glanced at the time. As of now, Aaliya and Ethan have not warned him. They still have time.
"The Nicholas sitting next to me is just a minor player. Their leader was just beaten to death by you, but fortunately I guess he can still contact his superiors." Héctor looked at the rising smoke, his eyes wandering.
"I can only tell you that naturalized people are not monolithic. You can ask them directly for the specific reasons. The above are my obligations as a human being." He pointed to the pistol on the table: "Can I do it myself?"
Tang Ji made a gesture of invitation and agreed to Héctor's request. He was right, he would not let them go.
Hector finished smoking the last cigarette and seemed to want to smile, but in the end he only showed a strange expression. He grabbed the pistol from the table, raised his head, took a deep breath, pointed it at his chin and pulled the trigger.
Boom!
The sound of the gunshot almost made all the naturalized people tremble, as they seemed to have seen their fate.
Anthony checked the body and nodded to Tanguy, confirming that Héctor was dead.
Tanguy turned his attention to the so-called rebels: "It's your turn now, Nicholas, tell me what's going on with you rebels?"
"Uh, we...we were just following orders. Valery was the one in charge. He was beaten to death by you." Nicholas' eyes dodge, not daring to look at Tang Ji or the body next to him: "We just
I know I will take the opportunity to seize this warehouse today."
"Take an opportunity? Take what opportunity?" Tang Ji had no patience for such a small character, but the big fish had been killed by him, so he had no choice.
"Valery said that today's attention is not here, I don't know the specific details." Nicholas knew everything: "I can contact Valery's superiors..."
"It's not that far yet, Nicholas. Now I want to know why he said you are traitors." Tang Ji looked at the other party with interest. This news made him feel quite good.
What better news than enemies fighting among themselves?
"We are a hermit sect. We hope to use biological freezing technology to put players into a deep sleep after they arrive in large numbers, and then come back after they leave." Nicholas hesitated and explained to Tang Ji: "We are very powerful and have
Many people support us and we hope to get a safe zone."
"We are not the lunatics of the Advent sect. We know the dangers of players." Nicholas's voice became smaller and smaller. These naturalized people were naturally at a psychological disadvantage in front of the real resisters: "We..."
So you sold your own world and the future of the entire human civilization, just for your own temporary melancholy. Tang Ji helped him finish the rest of his words.
"Why do you want to seize control of this place?" At this time, Tang Ji's earpiece came with feedback that the Saint had discovered the target, and he suddenly felt blessed in his heart: "Is it for Chrissy Cunningham?"
"Yes, the hibernation technology is flawed, and the top wants Chris Cunningham." Nicholas explained: "It is also our task to control as many body warehouses as possible. These bodies are our bargaining chips."
"Do you know the location of other warehouses used to store bodies?" Tang Ji did not vent his anger on the dying people, they had already paid the price.
"That's top-secret information. The location of this warehouse was notified only two hours before departure." Nicholas racked his brains to search for information and wanted to prove his worth: "But I heard before that players built a building in the Arctic Circle.
The largest body warehouse.”
"Very good, Nicholas, the information you provided is very valuable." Tang Ji nodded happily: "Now tell me, how can I contact your people?"
Nicholas' lips trembled. He wanted to use this news as a talisman, but looking at Tang Ji's eyes and Héctor's body, he finally gave out an email address and an identification code intermittently.
"Send my identification code to this email address, and they will reply with an address, which is the address where we can meet." Nicholas explained: "They control the network, and we can only exchange information this way."
"Last question, are there any players in this world now?" Tang Ji looked into Nicholas' eyes and asked.
Nicholas was obviously stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Not now, every time they leave and return together, but the interval is getting shorter and shorter."
Tang Ji nodded, he was now sure that the other party was really just a small character.
Then, Tang Ji picked up the prelude on the table and shot Nicholas in the head.
Bah! Bah! Bah!
Six gunshots were fired in succession, and six mutilated bodies, including Nicholas's, dyed the entire control room red.
The prelude is paired with the huge power of [Revolver Revival], which never leaves a whole corpse.
"Go and help them. We must ensure that our princess is in good health." Tang Ji expressionlessly reloaded the bullets, one after another, slowly and rhythmically.
As for the restrained prisoners, they were screaming and wailing in panic, trying like crazy to hide behind their companions, making the whole scene look like hell.
And Tang Ji is the devil who wants to throw everyone into the frying pan.
Anthony glanced at Tang Ji and obeyed the order. Another burst of gunfire came from behind him, but this time the interval between firing was particularly long.
Tang Ji wanted every naturalized person to fully enjoy the despair before being executed, let them bathe in the flesh and blood of their companions, and feel the anger from the Avengers.
Gray-black flames spread along the ground and climbed along the walls, darkening the entire room, while Tang Ji walked in a pool of blood, firing unhurriedly and executing.
There is no need to ask, no trial, just the status of a naturalized person is worth a bullet. After the trial of human will, he was sentenced to death, and the executioner was Tang Ji.
A few minutes later, Tang Ji walked out of the control room, stroking his hair back with both hands, leaving a pool of blood on the floor, and left with bloody footprints step by step.
Tony and Saint had already found the B-39 container under the leadership of the prisoners. Tony opened the container with force and found that there were six life-support capsules placed along the sides of the bunk structure.
The entire interior of the container has been insulated. With the operation of the refrigerator, the temperature inside the container is minus 20 degrees Celsius.
There are a total of forty-five such containers here. If they are all filled, it means that two hundred and seventy superhuman bodies are stored here.
With the arrival of Anthony, Tony, Saint, and the prisoner naturally heard the gunshots coming from the general control, and the prisoner's face immediately became ugly.
He struggled to escape, but was knocked unconscious by Tony with a gun butt: "Just leave him with his head, I don't want to rob him of his happiness."
The saint made a sign of the cross on his chest and looked at the converts on the ground: "May the wrath of God be upon you."
"Old man, how do we wake up the princess? Give her a kiss?" Tony looked at the young face displayed on the LCD panel: "Although she is not very beautiful, I am willing to sacrifice myself."
"I need to prepare some medicines. Let's go find some stalls and hot water. I have seen the recovery reports of these hibernators and I can use these things." Anthony opened his medical kit and mixed some heart and lungs with adrenaline as the main ingredient.
Resuscitation Potion: "Bring out the iron coffin first."
Tony shrugged and expressed his helplessness at Anthony's boredom. He dragged the Ice Princess' life-saving capsule out of the container alone and wiped away the condensation on the surface.
Anthony touched the opening button along the sides of the life-saving cabin and pressed it hard. With a soft sound, a gap appeared on the upper surface of the life-support cabin. It opened upward, revealing Chris who was soaked in the life-sustaining fluid.
.Cunningham.
"A young body is always beautiful, even if it's been frozen for a week." Tony whistled and glanced back and forth: "What's next?"
Anthony reached out and fished Chrissy's upper body out of the vitamin solution, removed the breathing tube on her face and the nutrition tube on her arm, and injected the medicine in his hand into the girl's veins.
After waiting quietly for a few minutes, the girl suddenly trembled, then opened her eyes suddenly, scratched the edge of the life-support capsule and vomited life-support fluid all over the floor.
"Well, she succeeded in dispelling my interest." Tony frowned and took a few steps back.
"Calm down, take a deep breath, and keep the rhythm." Anthony patted the girl's back gently and asked her to spit out the vitamin liquid in her stomach. Then he took out a small flashlight, opened the girl's eyes and took pictures from left to right.
Taking a photo, the girl's pupils move left and right with the light source.
"Very good, do you still remember your name?" Anthony asked softly, because many individuals who have been frozen and stored in the past have undergone memory cleaning, and they do not yet know whether this hibernation technology has an impact on the human brain.
"Chrissy Cunningham." The girl said her name weakly: "Who are you... I want to drink water."
At this moment, she suddenly realized that she was still naked, and immediately shrank into a ball, but the cold life-sustaining fluid made her shiver.
She seemed to have forgotten that she was the ice and snow princess and the master of the ice. At this time, she was just a helpless little girl.
Fortunately, Saint came back with the things she needed. Anthony helped Chris out of the life capsule, put a towel on her and handed her a cup of hot coffee.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Anthony squatted on the ground and looked at the girl at eye level. He waited for her to catch her breath before asking.
"I remember I got into a taxi?" Chris said hesitantly: "Someone is following me!"
"I'm worried, you are already safe." Anthony patted Chris on the back: "We are here to save you, you are already saved."
Tony curled his lips. He felt that there was no need to go to such trouble. They were just here to take advantage of others.
At this time, Tang Ji came over and looked at the girl with a smile on her face: "Nice to meet you, Miss Chris. We have been looking for you for a long time."
But obviously, his appearance made the girl more uneasy.