"Drive forward."
"Well, yes, turn left at the intersection ahead and there is a factory."
"Run it right in."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Yu Sheng looked at the navigation on his phone and said.
Zhao Zicheng's mind is filled with questions.
"Boss Yu, in front... there is an iron gate in front."
"This is still a new car."
Although it was not his own car, Zhao Zicheng was still so distressed that he almost cried.
The latest model 'Fierce Tiger XS' has only been opened once. Do you have to watch your big treasure get damaged?
Seeing Yu Sheng's calm and non-joking expression, Zhao Zicheng still gritted his teeth and slammed into him.
Fortunately, the million-level car is indeed not a fake. The front cover only has some paint peeling off and is not deformed at all.
The iron door burst open.
Yu Sheng silently opened the passenger door, jumped out of the car, closed the door, and hid behind the car, all at once.
Before leaving, he only left one sentence.
'Prepare your phone and turn on the video.'
'There's a line here, remember to shout it.'
After finishing speaking, he threw a piece of paper to Zhao Zicheng.
If I remember correctly, this note should have been written by Yu Sheng while on the road.
Looking at the content on the note, Zhao Zicheng was a little confused.
This content...
It's somewhat familiar.
It's just like the one Yu Sheng recited in the factory during Jiangbei Province's assessment.
Evil...Evil Cult?
At this moment, Zhao Zicheng seemed to understand something.
For a moment, the hair on my hair stood up.
Were you so brave just now?
What the hell... directly hit the door of Evil Cult's lair?
grass!
If you take this out, you should be able to brag about it in school for half a year, right?
For a time, he was full of pride.
Zhao Zicheng directly turned on the camera of his mobile phone, put it on the steering wheel, jumped out of the car, and made a handsome pose. "Hey Evil Cult, today, I, Zhao Zicheng, Yu Sheng, will clean up these scourges for you for Human Race."
"Protection Human Race, it is the responsibility of young people like us."
"It's also essential..."
I have to say that when Zhao Zicheng recited his lines, he was indeed much more impassioned than Yu Sheng, as if he was a born speaker, making people excited.
There is a huge difference compared to Yu Sheng.
The program was very effective.
In the factory, people in groups of three or three still looked at Zhao Zicheng with confusion in their eyes.
Especially that childish face.
Is this guy... crazy?
Although their place is just a small den, if an eighteen-year-old student breaks it, it would be too embarrassing to tell anyone.
He stood up with a grin.
One after another Awakening Object emerged.
"Boy, I advise you to explain how you found this place before you die."
"Otherwise, I will let you know next what life is worse than death."
One person clenched his fists and said.
The other person frowned slightly. "Stop talking nonsense. Who knows if there are people from the Guard Bureau behind? Let's make a quick decision. This location has been exposed and cannot be used anymore."
There were a total of five people in the audience, instantly rushing towards the direction of Zhao Zicheng.
"Fuck, you guys are waiting for me to finish reading."
Zhao Zicheng said "Oh my God", dropped the note in his hand, turned around and ran away.
And because this car is stuck at the door, if we chase it, it will inevitably disperse.
Suddenly, a thin figure suddenly appeared from behind the car, and a Crossbow almost hit the person's head.
Pull the trigger without hesitation.
Blood splattered.
But Yu Sheng seemed to have predicted the splattering trajectory of the blood and stepped back.
There wasn't a trace of blood on him.
And while stepping back, he already held a Fishing Line in his hand.
A sharp pull.
Fishing Line straighten.
This Fishing Line was polished extremely sharply, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the abdomen of a person who was still charging forward.
Under the severe pain, he couldn't help but let out a cry, fell to the ground and kept rolling.
Kick up dust.
In just a few seconds, the crowd became chaotic.
And the chaotic battlefield is like a duck in water for Yu Sheng.
Zhao Zicheng was still running into the distance. Hearing the movement behind him, he subconsciously stopped and looked back.
The body quickly froze in place.
In the dilapidated factory, only the thin voice of Yu Sheng stood there in the dust.
The ground around was covered with blood and corpses.
The most important thing is that, even so, Yu Sheng is extremely neat.
"Call Guard Bureau and ask them to collect the body."
"Then... collect the reward."
Yu Sheng looked at Zhao Zicheng and said silently, then looked at him with some suspicion, with a strong sense of distrust, and asked, "Um... you recorded it, right?"
"Recorded!"
"Definitely recorded!"
Another signature chest-slapping action.
Yu Sheng got back into the car without hesitation, looked at Image on the phone, and then subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, nothing happened this time.
He saved the video himself, threw the phone to Zhao Zicheng, and silently unplugged the Crossbow Bolt from the body, wiped it clean, and put it back in again.
Zhao Zicheng is obviously communicating something.
Hang up the phone quickly.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhao Zicheng didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and came over.
"Boss Yu, next time can you..."
"Leave one for me."
"I thought about it carefully. As a hero, you have to kill people after all."
"I don't want to feel fearful and confused when that day comes."
"So... I want to practice!"
At this moment, Zhao Zicheng's eyes were serious, without the playful look.
Ink Academy The mortality rate is high, he knows.
Jiangcheng is a mess, and he knows it.
Sometimes he just hides these things under his smile out of habit, but the truth... he understands.
"Okay."
Yu Sheng glanced at Zhao Zicheng and nodded.
Zhao Zicheng smiled again on his face.
Until...
"Fuck me!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, Boss Yu save me!"
In a den, Zhao Zicheng was running around in panic.
The only surviving one, Evil Cultist, was chasing him like crazy.
And Yu Sheng is sitting on the roof of the car.
On the phone.
"Guard Bureau's comrade?"
"Well, yes."
"I want to call the police."
"I'm at the point where... well... let me take a look."
"Yulin City, a private house outside the city Eastern Suburbs, has Evil Cultist's hideout here."
"No support is needed, just someone coming to take over the body."
"It's best to bring a treasurer."
"Settle the bounty."
"What's the sound?"
Yu Sheng looked at the embarrassed figure of Zhao Zicheng and pondered for two seconds, "My friend is being chased by Evil Cultist, and he screamed a little louder."
"Well, it's not a big problem."
"There is really no need for military support."
"Please believe in the integrity of a young pioneer who grew up under the education of the Ink Pavilion."
Yu Sheng said seriously.