How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Chapter 857 Finally feel comfortable!

"Hey……"

Ye Cheng sat up from the sofa and sighed.

He stretched and shook his head which was already a little numb.

Although the limbs that had been injured countless times all over his body had recovered, the pain that had not yet disappeared made him frown slightly.

It's like someone who suddenly loses an arm suffering from phantom limb disease.

The body has accepted the cruel reality, but the brain continues to send commands to that part out of reflex.

How can I describe this feeling?

It was as if Ye Cheng only had a head left, but his brain still thought he had healthy limbs.

Walking, sitting, lying down, waving hands and raising legs, countless commands made Ye Cheng, who only had his brain, extremely painful.

It would be fine if he only had a brain, but Ye Cheng also had a healthy body.

It’s just that this body has been updated more than six hundred times.

The brain sent commands to the new body countless times, and the great sense of disharmony made Ye Cheng very uncomfortable.

Not only that.

There was also a deep fatigue and despair that continued to sweep through every cell in this man's body.

There was a voice screaming in his head.

give up!

Ye Cheng, give up quickly!

As long as you give up, you will leave this damn world immediately.

But he...

I can only endure it silently.

The time came to seven thirty.

Ye Cheng grabbed an apple from the dining table and stuffed it into his mouth, then picked up a sharp fruit knife.

Squeak button...

The door was pushed open and Scarlett appeared at the door as usual.

"Mr. Ye...you should..."

Ye Cheng was standing behind the door eating an apple, and grinned when he heard that.

He pulled Scarlett, who hadn't reacted yet, over and slammed the door.

"Mr. Ye..."

Scarlett exclaimed, a little at a loss.

The woman didn't even have time to take out the pistol from her pocket as the man approached quickly.

Ye Cheng held the remaining half of an apple in his mouth, grabbed Scarlett's hair with his left hand, and stabbed her chest with a knife in his right hand.

puff!

Three clean and sharp knife strikes, accompanied by an indistinct growl.

"Damn you, bitch! Scarlett, can't you just let me get some sleep? Huh?"

"Why...why do you keep coming here to die..."

Each of the three slashes was fatal, and all pierced Scarlett’s heart.

Scarlett was unable to react at all and her eyes widened in disbelief.

He lowered his head slightly, and there was a fruit knife stuck in his chest that he hadn't had time to pull out!

He got it!

He knew I was going to kill him and killed me first?

"leaf……"

The arrival of death made Scarlett no longer feel any pain. She fell heavily to the ground before she could even close her eyes, and she was no longer able to breathe.

"puff……"

Ye Cheng then spat out the apple in his mouth and threw away the fruit knife in his hand.

He took a tissue from the table next to him and wiped his hands, then took out the pistol from Scarlett's pocket.

After doing all this, it was only 7:32.

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door.

The cleaning lady appeared outside the door at the right time and asked politely.

"Sir...Sir, would you like room service?"

Ye Cheng shook his head speechlessly, opened the door, nodded and smiled.

"need……"

The cleaning lady's eyes widened immediately when she saw the woman lying on the ground behind Ye Cheng with her eyes open.

“Ahhhh… Kill…”

"Sarilang!"

Ye Cheng was even more exaggerated than her. He yelled into the corridor, causing the entire floor to shake.

"Haha, Auntie! I'm going to shout this out for you, but I don't know if it will suffocate you to death."

Ye Cheng stepped out of the door and pushed the old lady into the room.

"Help me clean up! I want to have a clean and tidy room when I come back. Otherwise I will complain to you and make you lose this damn job..."

"……OK……"

The old lady was at a loss as to what to do and kept nodding with a sad face.

Ok?

Now it was Ye Cheng's turn to be stunned.

Your service at The Venetian Resort Hotel...

It's fucking excellent!

"Thanks……"

Ye Cheng said something to her speechlessly and closed the door.

Time did not allow him to stay any longer.

7:33, one minute later, the seven brothers will appear in front of him.

Ye Cheng strode towards the passenger elevator, ignoring the passengers in the corridor who were peeking at him.

Sure enough, the electronic screen showed that the elevator had reached the 11th floor and was still rising.

Perhaps in less than a minute, the seven people will arrive.

But there is enough time.

Ye Cheng put the pistol that he had snatched from Scarlett into his mouth, then used both hands to try to pry open the iron door outside the elevator.

Stab it.

The elevator door was originally made of a thin layer of iron plate, so how could it possibly withstand Ye Cheng's pull.

The door opened, revealing the elevator shaft and the sliding steel rope inside.

A dark, greasy, hot smell hit me in the face.

This hotel was built in the 1990s. Despite its bright and beautiful appearance, its interior has long been decayed.

Its elevator system is a product from 20 years ago and is still in continuous operation.

The display screen prompted Ye Cheng that the elevator had arrived at the 15th floor and would appear in a few seconds with seven people on board.

All the passengers in the corridor on the 20th floor had come out after hearing the noise, and were watching carefully to see what the Dragon Country man was going to do.

and many more!

He actually opened the elevator door with his bare hands?

Ye Cheng had already grasped the pistol and kept pulling the trigger towards the dark elevator shaft.

Kang Kang Kang......

The dull sound of gunfire rang out in the corridor and echoed in the elevator shaft.

The passengers were all dumbfounded.

madman!

What are you going to do?

But after the man had used up all the bullets in the gun, he threw the gun into the elevator shaft and talked to himself.

"Haha, the brake caliper, speed limiter, sensor device, and brushless motor are all broken."

"Three more..."

What three?

Everyone stood nervously behind Ye Cheng, looking towards the elevator shaft.

Three seconds later.

Stab it!

Something horrifying happened.

The originally rotten and old elevator seemed unable to withstand the damage just now, and the steel ropes broke one after another.

The ascending elevator cabin suddenly lost traction and fell downward at full speed.

Wow!

Fell off the stairs!

The passengers on the 20th floor would never have imagined that this man would destroy the entire elevator.

A huge noise was heard, accompanied by several screams?

God!

There are screams!

There's someone in the elevator, are you going to kill them?

After a few seconds.

Bang!

The elevator crashed to the ground floor with a loud bang, and then there was no movement.

He fell from a height of nearly 20 floors, about to meters.

The people inside will...

The passengers looked at Ye Cheng tremblingly, with anger on their faces.

Soul pale!

What did you just do?

You caused everyone in the elevator to fall to death!

With such a high drop, they will all be smashed into pieces.

Ye Cheng let out a long breath and smiled brightly on his face.

"Now, I finally feel... more comfortable."

He glanced behind him and everyone stepped back in horror.

"Stay still and don't run out! Otherwise, I'll beat you to death, and you deserve it."

Ye Cheng turned around and went downstairs, chose to take the escape passage, and walked all the way to the second underground floor, stole a car, and left, all in one go.

……

ten minutes later.

Opposite the Venetian Resort Hotel is Caesars Palace Resort Hotel.

In a room on the seventh floor of the hotel.

Sniper Brown was concentrating, lying on the window holding a huge Barrett sniper rifle.

He glanced at it for a while, but couldn't help but complain wildly

"That damn guy, he didn't run away from the underground garage, did he?"

"I can't tell which car is Ye Cheng sitting in!"

"No, it seems that we should ask the brothers from other groups to look for him..."

"..."

Brown talked to himself, but never gave up searching through the scope.

Years of sniper experience give him strong confidence.