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Tazito heard movement from under the stairs and retreated into the corridor without thinking.He hid behind the door, spying on the movement of the stairs through the glass.

A man with a scar on his nose came up from below.Tazito recognized him immediately.It was one of the thugs who tortured him in the underground warehouse that day. It seemed to be Mo Sen, and his fists were fucking hard.

It seems that Mr. 11's guess is correct.While he was out hunting down the scavengers, the men escaped unharmed by being trapped in an elevator in an underground warehouse.

From this, it can be inferred that there are about ten people on the other side.More than expected, but that's ok, kill this and they'll be down to seven.

Mo Sen walked up to the platform and was about to go up another floor.Tazito raised the gun silently and pulled the trigger against his back.At that moment, the man turned around vigilantly, and met Tazito's eyes behind the door.The moment he turned around, the bullet grazed the side of his face and hit the wall.

Tazito didn't expect him to turn around suddenly.Looking at each other's faces, the two were taken aback for a moment, and then came to their senses.Tazito was about to refill his gun immediately, but Mo Sen actually slammed towards the door in desperation.

Tazito was shocked and fell to the ground by the door. The gun dropped from his hand and slid a few meters along the ground.Mawson fell on top of him and got up to shoot him.Tazito grabbed his gun sharply.The struggle between life and death broke out at that moment.

They were all clutching the gun, staring at each other with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, there was only one thing in their eyes - to kill each other and survive.

No one wants to die, and most of all don't want to die.

In one moment, Tazito rolled over and pressed the opponent to the ground, elbowing him hard in the face, and the next moment he was crushed by the opponent again.Tazito gripped the muzzle of the gun tightly, twisting it toward the opponent's face.And the opponent also tried his best to break the gun.The muzzle lingered between the two trembling hands, and finally turned slowly towards Tazito.The man squeezed the trigger.

Tazito stared at the muzzle of the gun with a ferocious face, suddenly raised his body with all his strength, and hit the opponent's rib hard with his right elbow.Taking advantage of the situation, he turned over and pressed the gun and the hands of the two people under his body, and the gun went off and hit the ground.Tazito pressed the gun with his body weight, quickly pulled out a small knife with his right hand, and stabbed the opponent's chest with his backhand.The thrust was so powerful that it didn't reach the handle of the knife.

The man's movements froze for a moment, and he looked down at his chest in disbelief.Blood stained his white robe red like flaming fireworks.Tazito snatched his gun and hit him on the forehead.

The huge explosive force blasted away half of the man's head.The man fell backwards from the impact and did not move.

Tazito stumbled to his feet and looked down at the corpse with murderous aura that hadn't died down.For a moment, he remembered the day he was beaten in the basement, and this man was talking to his partner.He said that after he finished this vote, he would save enough money to send his daughter to another planet.Work for a few more years and save some money to send your wife out.The people next to you are saying that you don't fucking dream, you can't live that long in this line of work, so you should enjoy yourself.

Tazito thought he was relieved now.At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.The body reacted automatically, raised his hand and fired a shot at Shiro who appeared in the corner of his vision, the action was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.It wasn't until the opponent fell that he saw that it was another scavenger.The man came up from downstairs and was about to shoot him.

Tazito let out a breath, realizing that he completely forgot to breathe just now.He himself was taken aback by his astonishing reaction.He decided to cover himself immediately and figure out how to take out the rest.

He walked briskly down the corridor.At this time, a blue flash appeared in front of his eyes.He stopped in an emergency, backed away, and reached out to block his forehead, but nothing happened.It took him a few seconds to see that it was a message.He checked his terminal, and the message remained perfectly in front of him as he looked down.

Only then did he realize that it was the mechanical eye that was playing tricks.

After the mechanical eye received the message, it directly imaged in his retina, and no one could see it except him.He cursed softly, staring at a non-existent point in front of him and reading the message intently, like a machine with its off button pressed.He stared at the sky motionless for five or six seconds before returning his eyes to reality and walking away quickly.

What Tazito didn't realize was that in the terminal of the second attacker he killed, several light spots were rapidly gathering towards his position—this person notified Tazito as soon as he found Tazito his companion.If he hadn't wasted those few seconds, maybe he wouldn't have died.

Tazito found the liftway.The building was abandoned before the elevator was installed, leaving only a passage from the bottom to the top.Tazito was about to sneak in, but suddenly heard the sound of a gun safety being opened behind him.

A chill ran down his spine and went numb all the way to the top of his head.

"Stay still, bitch. Hands up!"

An angry voice threatened behind him.Tazito's eyes turned cold.He took a step slower.

He slowly raised his hand, looked at the elevator passage in front of him, and considered the possibility of escape.

"Turn around!" The person behind continued.Tazito turned around.The two people opposite suddenly rushed towards him and clasped something cold to his wrist.The next moment, he felt a force majeure that yanked him against the metal panels that bordered the passage.With a crisp sound, Tazito looked up and saw that there were strong magnetic handcuffs on his wrists, which were attracted by the metal frame.He struggled twice, and the handcuffs remained motionless as if they had been welded to them.

He saw four people, all in white robes and long hair, all scavengers.Those people stepped forward, took a few seconds to pull all the guns from his body, and threw them on the ground.That's a lot.

"Where are your heads?" Tazito asked.He didn't see Krisista.

The one in the lead kicked him in the stomach with a sharp knee, and Tazito grunted and couldn't even bow, his hands pinned above his head.

"Shut up!" said the man viciously, "you're fucking ruining us and ruining everything!"

Tazito saw them carrying the chainsaw and said, "You guys better put that away," before getting punched again.

"In case the scene becomes too bloody... Cough..." He received a third punch in the face.

"This man talks too much." As the accomplice said, he drew out a bloody knife and angrily stepped forward.It was the one that Tazito had killed their companion just now.He squeezed Tazito's jaw hard, trying to open his mouth.Tazito kicked him to the ground.Those few people looked at the accomplice who fell to the ground in surprise, and this surprise immediately turned into hotter anger.

"Do it!" The one in the lead quickly walked over and grabbed the chainsaw, and said through gritted teeth, "I owe you a lesson!"

The chainsaw started silently, and the sharp thorns flew in the air, screaming in pain.He stared at Tazito viciously, seeing no fear in his eyes.The anger became more and more uncontrollable, and he spit on the ground and was about to step forward.

Tazito said angrily, "Why are you moving so slowly?"

Another voice said: "Flowers are a bit hard to buy." The voice was low and sweet.

An unexpected voice appeared from behind, startling the perpetrators.The one with the chainsaw just turned his head, his wrist was pinched by a hand like iron pliers, and he couldn't move at all.He saw a tall and stern man with a tie as meticulous as if he worked for the government.He is pinched in the right hand and a carefully wrapped rose in the left.

Seeing the flowers in his hand, Tazito silently cursed "crazy".The message interface in front of him finally disappeared with the arrival of the sender.

Not only was he not grateful for the appearance of this kind of hero saving the United States, but he was also very dissatisfied - he realized that this mechanical eye must have a positioning function, otherwise why would this person appear in front of him so quickly just as he said he was coming over.This is great, wherever he goes, he is fucking watched by him!

On the opposite side, Mr. 11 bit the roses that he bought after running several streets - on this barren planet, flowers are a rare luxury - in his mouth, he easily disarmed the other party, and Kicked him on the knee.The sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly, and the man screamed, and then an arm was removed by a chainsaw.

It probably took Mr. 11 less than 20 seconds to bring down all four of them.Broken limbs fell into the splashing blood, making the whole space look like an incomprehensible post-modern artwork.Tazito felt sick to his stomach, thinking I told you not to take out the chainsaw.

Mr. 11 was standing in a pool of blood, the tip of his hair was stained with a little blood, dripping on his straight suit.He put down the chainsaw leisurely, took the rose from his lips, and a petal fell off.

He walked up to Tazito stepping on the blood all over the ground, and gracefully presented the flower: "This is my apology."

Tazito thought, he's a fucking slut.He nodded slightly, and said inexplicably, "Go and ask them where Korisista is."

Those four people fell in a pool of blood with their arms and legs broken, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. 11 said: "I know where he is."

Tazito: "Then why don't you kill them?"

Mr. 11: "I thought you would want revenge." As he spoke, he actually took out a black metal rod from his pocket, which looked the same as the electric shock rod that tortured Tazito that day.Exudes a nasty smell of pain.

Tazito stared at him with perverted eyes, and said disgustedly: "Take it away."

Mr. 11 said: "Okay." He drew out his gun, turned around, and shot one by one neatly.The ground was completely stained red with greasy blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Mr. 11 put away his gun, and his eyes returned to Tazito's face.It seemed that it was just a trivial episode between the two of them.Tazito met his eyes for a moment, realizing that the man had no intention of releasing him from the cuffs.Not only did he not intend to do this, but he also looked at him with admiration.

He had an ominous feeling, and he still said: "Even if you hang me like this, and go away by yourself, I won't be surprised."

Mr. 11 said happily: "Since everyone thinks this way, it won't be surprising if something else happens."

Tazito glanced at the corpses around him and shook his head: "...Don't tell me that you are so perverted."

He felt something hard press against his chin, forcing him to lift his head.It was the stun prod.

"I don't want to waste this thing." Mr. 11 stared intently into his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Since it is not used on them, it can only be used on you."

Tazito's eyes widened as the other's face slowly approached.

His lips were kissed.His pupils narrowed and he remained motionless in terror.

He knew he wasn't joking.