Lao Scar vented all his anger on the group of hostages. He caught sight of a woman and pulled her over by her hair. The woman was so hurt that she burst into tears but did not dare to cry out. She was holding back her sobs.
pain.
"I will walk in front of you, all of you in a row, shoulder to shoulder. Who dares to trick her to death?" Old Scar shouted through gritted teeth.
Wang Liang was not a dog-headed strategist, and Lao Scar couldn't say anything about him. The two of them were a typical gangster in the same place. Although he accepted Wang Liang's advice, he still sent two people to go to the top of the building to check on the patrol.
Regarding Xiao Dao's situation, Xiao Dao was an old brother and he couldn't ignore it. He led the other ten people and many hostages to the second floor.
Wang Liang said carefully at this moment: "If your guess is correct, these two people are definitely determined to beat the dog with meat buns and never come back. It is just right to let these cannon fodders try the water again before making a decision."
Sure enough, Wang Liang had tipped off the two scumbags sent by Wang Liang, and they met Miao Pu who once again climbed to the top of the fifth floor from the outside.
Miao Pu calculated that he had knocked down a lot of minions since the beginning of the operation. He knew that the opponent was already on alert and had gathered together, and the chance to defeat them piecemeal had been lost.
After some thought, he re-entered the building and walked around, taking out all the guns and bullets he had previously seized and hiding. Then he entered the room belonging to the awakened ones on the third floor, picked up the clothes and pillows on the bed, and smelled them.
After remembering his scent, I found my way and left quietly.
Although Miao Pu was very restless at the moment, and was troubled when he thought about the safety of Zhang Wang, Wen Shiyin and others, countless struggles and lessons on the edge of life and death made him restrain his impulsive thoughts. The other party had an awakening of unknown abilities.
Moreover, he is a scumbag with a lot of money and guns. If he acts rashly, he may die on the spot. In that case, Zhang Wang and the others will really lose all hope and opportunities. He has to wait, and he has to endure...
Lao Scar and the others didn't know that Miao Pu had left, and thought he was still lurking somewhere nearby looking for new opportunities to attack. Especially when they later discovered that the two subordinates sent to check the patrol had also been dealt with, they concluded that Miao Pu was not there at all.
After being able to go up and down the stairs at will, I became even more afraid. I felt that no place was safe. In the end, I simply ran to the lobby on the first floor and blocked the aisles at both ends and even the main entrance and stairwell entrance with tables, chairs and other objects.
The people who were driven and humiliated by him like slaves were driven down and used as human shields. Only then did they feel that they had gained some psychological security.
Lao Huang's craftsmanship is really good. Some simple ingredients can become appetizing after being processed by his hands. But now Lao Scar can't swallow it. After eating it with two chopsticks, he threw it aside, which annoyed those
The people he raised like pigs and dogs swallowed their saliva, but no one dared to touch it. They could only drink two meals a day of swill and a few handfuls of noodles cooked in shabu-shabu water, which was as thin as the legendary staring rice soup.
As for the hunger and fire that tormented them so much, any personal dignity had been thrown out of the window a long time ago, but even like this, it was difficult to exchange for a full meal, and the suffering was constant.
Miao Pu never deliberately controlled the force of his kicks. It all depended on his mood at the time. The ones he kicked were a lot of "Ouch! Ouch!" All the scumbags who had been greeted by Miao Pu's bare feet lay on the mattresses spread on the floor.
The humming and chirping sounds were continuous.
Lao Scar was so upset by the noise that Miao Pu hated it more and more, but at the moment there was nothing he could do. He didn't know where the other party was from, what abilities he had, and how many people there were. He only knew this guy.
His movements are extremely fast, his strength is extremely strong, and he is extremely cunning. Just thinking about such an opponent makes him feel as if his head is as big as a fight and his whole body is weak.
Wang Liang, who was next to Lao Scar, also frowned. He had realized that it was not an option to attack all the trees and plants like now. After two or three days, there was no need to fight. It was just fish on the chopping board. He could cut it how he wanted.
rhythm, but he couldn't think of any better way to deal with it. The opponent was unpredictable and did not make any demands or say a word. More importantly, the opponent was still strong enough. If he relaxed a little, he might be exploited. Now his own guns and ammunition
It’s not that they are rich, but that damn guy would actually take away their weapons. Such an opponent is really annoying. You don’t even know what his purpose is, let alone analyzing the opponent’s weaknesses. The unknown is scary...
After making many calculations, Wang Liang said to Lao Scar next to him: "Old fellow, there is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days." His tone was very tired.
Lao Scar glanced at Wang Liang, took out half a crumpled cigarette, lit it for himself, and took two long puffs: "I know that too, but look at the current situation, what do you want me to do?"
Wang Liang hesitated for a while and then said firmly: "Break through, let's go to the jungle of steel thorns. It's only safe there. Let's leave now."
Lao Scar shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "Are you crazy? You can't hide from the steel thorns, but you actually want to drill into the thorn bushes?" Perhaps because he felt that his tone was too harsh, Lao Scar softened his voice and explained: "Now is the time.
It's hard to see at night, with monsters wandering around, and the enemy may be lurking in the dark. It's safer here. Let's talk about our plans to survive tonight."
"Yes!" Wang Liang responded without saying any more words. If it were a bright day, Lao Scar would have seen the corner of Wang Liang's mouth curling up in response, outlining a rather disdainful expression.
Wang Liang was quite disdainful of Lao Scar's thoughts. Thinking from his perspective, he felt that if he were Miao Pu, he would let Lao Scar and his associates suffer in panic and the painful moans of their companions all night, and then end up in the final stage of human life.
It is easy to get sleepy and launch an attack before dawn. Most warriors are night owls. The night will only become their protective color and not an obstacle. At least against ordinary people and ordinary awakened people, it is more beneficial to them at night. Lao Scar and others have already lost their courage to face them.
The mighty warrior has no chance of surviving until dawn!
It has to be said that Wang Liang's speculation is basically in line with the actual situation. At this moment, Miao Pu is resting in the checkpoint building outside the No. 3 Power Plant, and his plan is to make the villains stay up all night in fear and launch an attack in the early morning.
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He returned about an hour ago. Miao Pu, who was used to seeing life and death, did not clean up the corpses of the scumbags he had killed before, so he chose a comfortable place to recharge his batteries. He chose this place for a purpose
:
First, it is not far from the target, making it easy to launch an attack at any time.
Second, this is also one of the ways to leave the No. 3 Power Plant, and I can at least hold on to one side.
Third, you need a resting place that satisfies the above two points and is relatively comfortable and safe.