"Ya ya ya, ya ke ya ya ya ya! Hello，everybady! Всемперивет! "
Huai Shi opened his arms and announced to the guests without any stage fright. In the midst of the sharp electronic sound, the low voice echoed between the laser beams.
"The boring nursery rhyme time is over, everyone!"
On the mixer, the man who dominated the entire club raised his arm and grinned, "Next is the time to truly step into the dangerous territory!
I know that all of you yearn for more excitement, more power, and more violence! That's right, I know all of it!
Are there any children who don't want to leave without drinking the juice? Are there any cowards who want to escape? Are there any people who don't want to welcome this wonderful and violent night?! "
Leaving the confused band aside, Huai Shi raised her hand and announced to the excited guests in the low electric current sound, "You're welcome to join us. You're welcome.
"The theme is extreme! The theme is war! The theme is death and blood!!! "
“Timetorock！ Burn, the soul of Yakuza! "
In the eyes full of curiosity and expectation, Huai Shi grinned, raised the two pistols in his hands, aimed at the ceiling, and pulled the trigger again and again. In the roar of gunfire, he cheered:
"Next, our staff will personally present a performance for everyone —"
"— Welcome to the night of crime!!!"
An instant of silence arrived. When the screams and roars from backstage spread, all the stunned eyes were lit up by the flames of surprise.
Whether it was the hoarse voice full of mystery or the handsome and dangerous ferocious atmosphere, this infectious power spread with the words and the restless melody, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of all the guests.
Surprised cheers sounded from the audience.
Countless hands were raised, dancing with Huai Shi's two pistols, offering excited shouts for this dangerous game.
Only the dancers and waiters looked around hesitantly. They did not understand what had happened, but when the gunshots rang out, they felt the fear that came from the bottom of their hearts.
No, this is not a performance at all, but …
Boom!
Amidst the loud noise, a guard finally rushed to the front from the backstage, but when he saw the radiant figure under the laser light, he couldn't help but fall into an instant of shock.
Then, the order from the supervisor overwhelmed everything else.
He instinctively pulled out his stun baton and rushed to the stage, roaring and launching an attack.
At that moment, under the crazy flashing lights, he caught a glimpse of a chilling smile. That was the last thing he saw.
Because the prelude to the performance had finally begun.
Huai Shi raised his hand.
He pinched his face and violently lifted him off the ground. Then, he punched him with all his might!
In an instant, the guard's body bent into an unimaginable arc. The expensive microphone and sound receiver transmitted the crisp sound of broken bones to everyone's ears.
Then, his arms, legs, and finally his head.
Under the cruel ravages and heavy blows, along with the drumbeats, it became one of the rhythms of the electronic music.
A high-pitched voice boomed from the huge sound system. Huai Shi reached out and pulled out the stun baton from the guard's hand. He waved it like a light stick and walked towards his opponents step by step.
“I'mgonnafight'emoff！”
“Asevennationarmycouldn'tholdmeback！”
I'm going to beat them back. Even a seven-nation army can't stop me …
Now, the man that the seven armies couldn't defeat was right in front of them, smiling at them.
"Let's begin."
Huai Shi said.
This was the beginning of the tragic night of crime.
There had never been such a bizarre battle and slaughter. The intruder and the guard fought together. It was a one-sided slaughter. The result was cheers from both sides!
Countless excited audience members enjoyed the official performance provided by the 'club'. They were amazed by the realistic and tragic scene.
As expected of the night of crime. The gunshots and blood were so realistic. Yuriko, look. Look at the way this person is wailing on the ground. It's like his bones are really broken!
Even the ear-piercing alarm is so ingenious. It's so realistic to simulate an attack and a gunfight. It's so good to drink! Waiter, give me a bottle of salute … Waiter? Waiter! F * ck, where's the waiter! Forget it. I don't care. Big brother is awesome!
There was no need for alcohol or beauty. The guests whose eyes were burned red by violence screamed crazily.
They cheered for the performance.
Even the burly messenger who sneaked in to help was stunned. He had never seen such a thing.
How could it be like this?
By the time the guests on the second floor were awakened from their intoxicated dreams by the noise outside the door, it was already too late.
The young man who was covered in blood had already pushed the door open. He smiled at the mess inside and nodded politely. "Sorry to disturb you. I'm here to give you the gifts."
The gifts included two hundred thousand volts of electric shock, Beretta 9mm caliber bullets, and a Sumo Shogun that could destroy all poisonous insects and human traffickers' heads after ten minutes of practice!
The gifts were evenly distributed to the guests and staff who should have booked a private room in hell.
If they encountered them in the corridor, they would be planted in the corridor floor. If they encountered them in the room, they would be hung on the ceiling chandelier. If they encountered them in the toilet, they would be flushed down the toilet.
This was a slow and incomparably efficient bloodbath, a massacre that didn't spare anyone whose hands were stained with blood.
"Run! Run!"
Huai Shi turned around and looked at the dazed girls one last time. He whispered with pity, "You're free, even if it's only temporary …"
But the girls didn't seem to understand him. They were still intoxicated by the effects of the forbidden drugs. They giggled and pulled his trousers.
They invited him to join them.
Huai Shi closed his eyes, turned around, and walked to the elevator that led to the top floor.
In the shrill sound of the fire alarm, the fire and thick smoke danced under the torrential rain of fire sprinklers. The locked elevator burst out a whine and opened to both sides with the help of two hands.
Inside the empty elevator shaft, the cables were swaying rapidly, as if someone was crawling.
When Huai Shi lowered his head, he saw a frightened face looking up at him.
"Hello."
Huai Shi politely waved and greeted him. Then, he pointed the stun baton in his hand at the man's face and asked softly, "Do you know where your boss is?"
The blood-stained face looked down at him. The cold eyes were filled with darkness and malevolence. Being stared at by those eyes, he felt as if his soul was about to be sucked away.
"Upstairs, upstairs …" The man who escaped answered in a panic. "He, he's in the safe room!"
"Okay, thank you."
Huai Shi nodded and thanked him sincerely. Then, he pressed the button. "Goodbye."
Lightning flashed. Amidst the muffled screams, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out from the bottom of the elevator shaft. It was so crisp.
Finally, he raised his head and looked upstairs …
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"Trash! You're all trash! "
In the sealed safe room, Sergei almost crushed the phone in his hand. "So many people! So many guns! You can't even do anything to a bastard! What's the use of raising so many of you! Where are the Ascenders! Where are the Ascenders we invited! "
"They, they …"
On the other end of the phone, the frightened voice replied, "They're also dead. It's another man, another man I've never seen before. He, he … Help!!!"
The screams rang out, but soon, they stopped abruptly.
Soon, with the sound of heavy footsteps, the phone that had fallen to the ground was picked up from the pool of blood and put to the ear of the messenger from Green Sun. "Hello? Is anyone there? "
Sergei subconsciously held his breath and didn't say anything.
He looked at himself in the mirror in fear, afraid that an invisible ghost would appear behind him.
"Hello, Mr. Sergei. Nice to meet you." The young man on the other end of the phone introduced himself politely. "You may have heard of me. My name is Feng Jian, Green Sun's Feng Jian."
"I'm here to obtain justice for my compatriots, including the 51 lives you secretly sold in the past three years, as well as the countless pitiful people who died because of it. Hahaha, if the one who came today was my father when he was young, he would definitely say this, right?
But don't worry, since this matter has been handed over to me, it definitely won't become a condescending crusade. A person like me really doesn't have a sense of justice to speak of, and I don't have a strong sense of honor like my father. "
He paused for a moment, enjoying the glimmer of hope that rose in Sergei's heart on the other end. Then, he grinned and smiled sinisterly. "So, I don't need those high-sounding reasons and excuses.
I want to do something because I want to do it. It's just like how I want to kill you in a stinking ditch. It's just purely because I want to trample on a 'bastard' like you to death. "
In the midst of Sergei's angry curses, he whistled in satisfaction and finally said goodbye. "Now, it's time to die. Sergei, listen to the footsteps from hell."
Following his words, the sound of heavy footsteps gradually came from outside the safe house.
Separated by a thick wall and a dozen centimeters of alloy interlayer, the distant sound of breathing seeped into the enclosed space. Then, the entire floor suddenly shook.
Countless dust rustled and flew up.
Then, there was another shake —
After two consecutive roars like that of a pile driver, wind surged on the other side of the wall amidst the dead silence.
Deep breaths.
Then, immediately after, push hands!
A clear palm print appeared on the cracked wall. Then, a second, a third, and even a fourth …
A loud sound spread out.
Hell was ringing!
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Fifteen minutes later, the shrill sound of a fire alarm rang out from the street, accompanied by customers fleeing in panic. Dozens of fire trucks roared toward the burning building.
And just two streets away, Huai Shi, who had changed into a T-shirt, washed his face at the tap in the park and returned to the van.
He wiped the water droplets on his face that hadn't dried yet. His face was pale, and he took the initiative to apologize before they could say anything.
"Sorry, I screwed up."
Feng Zhan, who had been smoking and waiting for the good news, was stunned for a long time. He didn't expect to receive such a result. "He ran away?"
Feng Zhan couldn't believe it. "Could it be that he has some helpers?"
"No, I didn't let him run away."
Huai Shi lowered his head in shame and handed over a soft plastic bag. "But that, how should I say it, I was too used to it and forgot that you were going to cut off his head."
"I was careless and … it was smashed."
The plain man in his arms was too ashamed to show his face!
It was an epic mistake, too outrageous! After not using a weapon, he actually forgot to cut off his head!
In desperation, he could only go downstairs and get a plastic bag and a dustpan to scoop up the pile of things on the ground. In any case, it was as good as having his head here …
I'm new here and don't know the rules. I hope Green Sun's big brother won't mind.
Why don't we just make do with it …
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