After quitting the gun game, the whole world is forcing me to come back

In the first few years when Lin Xihe was in its heyday, the Mask club encountered a huge change and almost went bankrupt. At that time, the Mask club was a leader in the industry and had a lot of underground business. They provided professional game predictions, attracted dealers to join them, and took the money. Buy out players or buy other casinos with higher odds.

In addition, they also set up private competitions from time to time, using the Walker Brothers to challenge professional players to gain popularity. Survival competition in his club is not a game, but a place where you can avoid legal accountability and avenge your personal revenge.Every other Friday, they will hold a death match, which will only stop when one party kneels and surrenders or cannot stand up, and the onlookers can bet on their victory or loss, but this kind of game is difficult to guarantee fairness, as long as It is easy to deliberately manipulate behind the scenes.

Xu is a big fan, and the Mask club was finally targeted. At that time, twelve survival sports clubs in New York boycotted the Mask club. They bought the game forecaster of the Mask club, let him make wrong predictions, and deliberately increased the odds The owner of the Mask Club, Martinez, was hooked, and even snatched away the largest investor of the Mask Club with more favorable terms.

Almost overnight, the Mask Club collapsed, and Martinez became a pauper who owed a huge sum of money. He was used to the life of the rich and he didn't want to go back to the slums. Seeing himself working hard to build His club was about to be auctioned off, so he decided to take a risk.

Only when the person who is the least likely to lose in this world loses, can he be brought back to life.

"Gransim, I beg you, please, as long as you are willing to help me this time, I will give you half of everything from now on! I will give you all the income from the Mask club and my private property, and you will be Mask from now on." Another owner of the club."

Even though the nearly fifty-year-old man knelt in front of him and pulled his trousers, Lin Xihe remained unmoved. He knew what the Mask Club was doing, and he also knew how many professional players this man had permanently quit by relying on the Walker Brothers. stage.

Such people deserve no sympathy.

"I sympathize with your experience, but I will not be your accomplice. The score of 16 points is too low. I have never scored such a low score in my career. You may make a comeback because of this game, but how many People from ordinary families will lose everything because of my loss? Let me use fans who believe in me to help you, I can’t do it.”

Lin Xihe turned to leave, but Martinez chased after him on his knees and hugged his leg, "Gransim, you can't go! You have to help me! Those people don't have much money, and they can win if they lose." Where did I lose it? But I am different! My tens of millions of assets are gone, and those villains have teamed up to deceive me, and they are the ones who should go bankrupt!"

Lin Xihe was already a little impatient, and he said patiently, "Mr. Martinez, I don't want to judge who should go bankrupt, you or those who framed you. In my eyes, you are all the same, but you fell down today. You are the one who fell down, and they may be the ones who will fall next time. I think you should also reflect on yourself, because the money earned by black hearts will not last long."

Martinez's face was already dark, his scarlet eyes reflected Lin Xihe's figure, "I'll give you another chance, can you help me!"

Lin Xihe frowned, feeling that his inexplicable change of attitude was like a lunatic, he shook off his hand and said softly, "My condolences."

Martinez didn't beg anymore, he was still kneeling on the ground, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Xihe's back like a man who died in vain, and he roared, "You will pay the price for your insult to me today, Grantham!"

Lin Xihe kept walking, he was neither afraid of Martinez nor felt that he had insulted anyone.Survival competition is his favorite arena, and it is impossible for him to play fake games.

It's just that no one expected that the one who survived the cold winter was Martinez, and the one who disappeared was the gun god Gransim.

Chi Yu stood at the entrance of the Mask club, looked at the luxurious and imposing front, and thought of the stories that had been put together. He didn't want to expose Lin Xihe's scars, but the garbage must be cleaned up first, so as not to affect his mood during the World Championships.

The security guard at the door glanced at him but did not stop him. Although Chi Yu looked young, there was no reason for a business place to push customers away. If someone was willing to spend money, of course they would not refuse.

The lobby on the first floor is decorated very elegantly. At first glance, it looks like a luxurious club. There are two entrances, the stairs on the left and the elevator on the right.

Today's Mask club has not only stepped out of the trough, but has become the largest survival sports club in New York. The club has six floors, but there are four floors underground, adding up to ten floors.The higher you go, the more distinguished the guests you receive, and the lower you go, the darker the entertainment is, but both upstairs and downstairs are real-name registration systems.

Chi Yu was only allowed in after applying for a membership card. The staff at the front desk told him that the second floor was a free practice shooting range, the third floor was free to form teams for competitions, the fourth floor had professional performances, and the fifth floor and above required a senior membership card to enter.

Chi Yu just nodded, and walked straight down the stairs under the astonished eyes of the staff.However, as soon as the fire door was opened, the noise below came up like a heat wave. It was completely different from the exquisite and luxurious decoration upstairs. There were painted railings, walls graffitied with various symbols, dim light, and rubbish. Concrete floors that don't come off stains.

The crowd here is mixed, there are many vicious men with flower arms, and some women in coquettish dresses, most of them are holding guns, and they seem to draw their guns to fight immediately if they are dissatisfied.Chi Yu doesn't look very old, he is dressed in sportswear like a college student traveling during the summer vacation, his eyes are dark and bright, and his figure is slightly petite among the Europeans, he simply doesn't fit in with the people around him. Everyone who passed by him couldn't help but look at him.

He turned a corner and walked down. When he was about to go down to the third floor, an arm suddenly pressed against the wall in front of him. The coldly dressed woman slowly puffed out a cigarette before opening her mouth, "Little brother, where is this place?" It’s not the place you should come to, just stop here, and you may see some ghosts and ghosts further down.”

There were two bodyguards standing behind the woman, who seemed to be the person in charge of this floor. As soon as she finished speaking, there was a burst of crazy cheers and the sound of banging on the iron door. It was as if dozens of ferocious beasts were locked behind the door, ready to rush out at any moment.

The woman remained calm as usual, and tapped the door at the back, "Did you hear that? Like this, it might even kill you."

Chi Yu raised his lips slightly, "Today is Friday?"

The woman paused and licked her red lips, "You know, it's a pity, our Friday is not for clean children like you."

"Thank you sister for your kindness. I'm not here to visit." Chi Yu brushed her hand away and walked straight through, "I'm here to collect debts."

The woman was taken aback for a moment, but Chi Yu had already pushed open the door, and through the crack of the door, she could see the man in the central ring who was pressed to the ground until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. The ground was full of his vomit, the woman saw Chi Yu The figure of her disappeared at the door, she shrugged, she had fulfilled her duty of reminder, and what happened after that had nothing to do with her.

As soon as Chi Yu entered the door, people looked back at him one after another. The Asian Cup didn't get much attention, especially in the eyes of Americans. The oriental boy who went to the third basement floor alone was too different. Whether it was a clean appearance or neat attire, even those bright eyes didn't seem like someone who would appear here.

Someone started booing, "Which wine girl's child is breaking in? Don't rush to pick up the guests, hurry up and take the child away!"

The person next to him laughed, "This oriental face is rare, is Xingzi your child?"

"Don't even look at it, you idiot. Sachiko is still older than him. If Sachiko has such an old child, can she still be so popular?"

"Hahahaha!"

Another man wrapped his sweaty arms around Chi Yu's neck, "Little thing, you look quite to my liking, tell me who is your mother? Where is it?"

At this time, most people's attention is still on the stage. Only those who are relatively close have noticed the situation here, but they don't pay much attention. The people who come to this floor are all to watch the Death Friday game. You can see the scenes of fart kids being bullied on the street.

Chi Yu raised his hand to press the man's hand on his shoulder. The man was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was going to do. The next second, his foot suddenly lightened, and he flew out along the railing, directly from the half-floor The platform was thrown below the central ring!

He just jumped on the filth spit out by the contestants on the stage. On the corners of his raised lips, the boy said in pure American English, "Are you in a hurry to ask about your grandma without greeting your father first?"

The man was furious, he couldn't bear to be ashamed in front of so many people, he picked up a beer bottle and rushed to push through the crowd, but after only two steps, he took out a pistol and aimed it straight at it. he.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and even the menacing man stopped in an instant.

Survival competitions are played here. Guns are not uncommon, but pistols are extremely rare. Who would bring a pistol to a place like this?Unless it's a real gun.Looking at Chi Yu again, he looked like an expert in both the posture and the momentum of holding the gun. For a while, no one dared to underestimate the commotion, even Brother Walker who was sitting on the second floor watched over.

The man stared at the gun in Chi Yu's hand, slowly put down the bottle and raised his hands and retreated down the stairs until he left the steps with the last step. Unload it and show him the dummy bomb inside, "Are you so scared?"

There was a burst of laughter at the scene. Someone knocked on a bottle and laughed endlessly. It seemed that there were several bands beating drums here, and it was noisy.

"You son of a bitch!" The man was furious, and rushed forward with a curse. He looked so much stronger than Chi Yu, and all the spectators guessed that this oriental boy would pay for his provocation. .

But no one expected that the moment the man swung his fist over, Chi Yu deftly turned around and grabbed the man's wrist and folded it inward, so that the man punched him in the stomach with his right foot at the same time. He hooked his legs and kicked his legs, and then stepped on the man's chest and slid down the stairs!

This wonderful scene made the onlookers applaud and cheer, that man is also a guy who is strong on the outside, but he is already dead after just two hits, he got up from the ground and ran away in despair.

At that time, the voice of the referee also came from the stereo, "Hank begged for mercy, the winner is Henry Mark!"

"What? The winner has already been decided? It's all because I didn't see Hank begging for mercy just now!"

"It's really insidious. It only picks everyone's attention and begs for mercy. If you're so afraid of losing face, don't come to challenge!"

"Henry has been winning for a few weeks? Is he going to be the host?"

"Are you kidding? He will have to win at least another two weeks before he is eligible to face off against the Walker Brothers. The Walker Brothers have never lost. Seeing that he is so prosperous now, he will be disabled after the fight with the Walker Brothers. "

The referee called again, "The next challenger is Casper Page, is Casper Page coming? Casper Page?"

Someone pointed at the door and shouted, "I just ran away."

Everyone laughed.

"It turned out that the person who was repaired by that oriental kid was Casper Peggy. Is he joking? Is he ashamed to sign up for the challenge at this level?"

"It's really fortunate that I was beaten away by that brat, otherwise I would have to watch such a boring game."

The referee was obviously used to this kind of challenger running away, so he announced very calmly, "Then this week's winner is still Henry..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a person coming up from under the ring. It was the boy who had just taken care of the last challenger.

As if he didn't notice everyone's astonished gazes, Chi Yu walked to the stage lazily, "Since I beat him away, let me play for him."

"Hahahaha! What nonsense is that brat talking about? Just rely on him? Look at his slender legs, which are not as thick as my arms!"

"Hey, little thing, don't be brave, you'd better go home and find your mother to drink milk! You won't be beaten to tears later!"

Henry on the stage didn't take him seriously either. Henry was nearly two meters tall, and Chi Yu looked like a little rabbit to him, so he picked up his rabbit ears casually.

Chi Yu didn't seem to have heard the booing below, and his gaze fell straight on Henry, "What? Can't bear to be given up by the ringleader?"

Henry snorted lightly, "Little thing, I will make you regret stepping into this door!"

He started to reload the gun, then raised his chin at Chi Yu to signal him to draw the gun, but the referee didn't stop him, anyway, it's still early, it's more interesting to watch the game than to end it like this, even though this contest may be one-sided abuse .

Chi Yu put down the gun case, the gun case was really beautifully made, and the shiny leather surface was expensive at first glance, making people who were close couldn't help stretching their necks longingly, only to see Chi Yu's slender fingers on the silk flannel. Zhong touched it, and then took out a black pistol.

There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and someone began to boo, "It's a pistol again? Whose young master is this? Such a good gun case is wasted!"

"Young master, hurry home! Pistols are not suitable for this kind of competition!"

Henry also smiled, pointing at Chi Yu's pistol and making faces at the audience below. One of the biggest reasons why pistols are not suitable for this arena is that protective clothing is not allowed here.

Players usually wear protective clothing and helmets. These things can effectively block the impact of bullets, because even the simulated bullets used in competitions can cause damage and pain when the initial velocity is high enough and the distance is close enough. And the more powerful the gun, the more damage it will cause.

This arena is about six times the size of an ordinary boxing arena. It's actually quite big, but it's still too small for survival competitions.It was summer again in such a narrow space, and the bullets would make his body red, but if it was a pistol, maybe it wouldn't do any harm.

The referee handed Chi Yu a piece of paper. This is a disclaimer that must be signed in private matches. As long as he signs this thing, even if he dies in the ring, the American police officers will not care.Of course, if you want to participate in the competition, you must first sign this thing.

Chi Yu glanced at it roughly, and it was exactly the same as the template he found on the Internet, so he pressed his fingerprints directly, and he confirmed the rules again, "The one who kneels down first and begs for mercy or cannot stand up will be considered the loser, right?"

Henry snorted coldly, and raised three fingers, "I only need 3 minutes to solve you."

After all, he raised his gun and rushed towards Chi Yu. Players in this kind of shady private competition have a characteristic, in order to pursue the stimulation of sadism, so even if Chi Yu's position was already within his shooting range, he didn't take advantage of it. The advantage of distance is to fight, but to press directly in front of Chi Yu, because only close-range bullet attacks will cause greater damage to the enemy. After all, the competition in this game is not who is shot first, but who is unable to stand up first.

Chi Yu didn't move, which really saved him a lot of effort, since he started playing professional games, he hasn't approached his enemies so actively.

Henry ran to a position three meters in front of him before shooting. The players in the private competition did not have that much skill in shooting. Fierceness was their only characteristic. Steady, but Henry insisted on suppressing the muzzle of the gun with his extraordinary strength!

Chi Yu quickly dodges and rolls on the ground, and cuts in front of Henry in an instant. He kicks Henry's wrist in the air, and the shotgun is raised high. Henry hurried to pick it up, but Chi Yu's throat was instantly locked by Chi Yu who stood up. , I don't know where his petite body got so much strength, Henry couldn't break free and was pressed to the edge of the ring by him in an instant, and the shotgun he was kicked away had just landed on the ground.

The scene was strangely silent for a second, Chi Yu locked Henry's throat firmly, and the muzzle of the Desert Eagle was pressed against his eyes. The young man raised his lips and said the most mocking words in the most beautiful voice .

"It only takes three seconds for me to solve you."

Henry stared at him viciously. He tried to lift his foot to kick Chi Yu, but was kicked back into the hollow of his knee, and one leg immediately knelt on the ground, and Chi Yu's gun on his eye hadn't been removed, "Even if it is If the pistol hits here, there will be blood, are you going to go down without an eye or beg for mercy? Anyway, now that you are on your knees, begging for mercy is not that difficult, right?"

Henry was very unwilling in his heart, but the other party had already given him a way to survive without shooting directly. If it was replaced by other players who were used to private competitions, they would not give him a chance to choose. Violence and sadism are what they do on this stage. The only thing to pursue.

He gritted his teeth and finally said, "I lost."

The people below started booing, "What does it matter if I lose? Didn't you always ask him to beg for mercy and call you grandpa? Call grandpa to listen!"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid when it comes to me, Henry Mark is just a coward! Coward!"

Chi Yu didn't care. He didn't come on stage to make Henry beg for mercy. When the referee came up, he let go of Henry's grip.

"Henry begged for mercy, so this week's challenger is..." The referee looked at Chi Yu and asked his name with his eyes.

But Chi Yu reached out to him to signal him to give him the microphone. The referee thought he wanted to introduce himself, so he handed the microphone to him.As a result, Chi Yu picked up the microphone and asked, "Is Brother Walker here? Are you interested in a fight?"

The crowd of onlookers froze for a moment, the audience was eerily quiet for a few seconds, and then a burst of deafening laughter broke out.

"That kid is actually challenging Brother Walker, is he out of his mind?"

"I think he came here to seek death, thinking that he can challenge Walker after beating Henry?"

"I'm going to laugh at this little thing, he can't even match Walker's toes."

Chi Yu saw the clues from their reactions, "What? Isn't it possible for the leader of Death Friday to challenge the Walker Brothers?"

"Hey, brat! You have to win the challenger for four weeks in a row before you can challenge the Walker Brothers. You are only in the first match. If everyone comes up, challenge the host. The host will be exhausted!"

Chi Yu raised the corners of his lips, and said unhurriedly, "Why are you so expensive? Or are you afraid of losing, so you need to observe the opponent's strength in advance, do you need to drug them before the game?"

There was a sound of gasping for air.

Chi Yu found this out from the Internet. He also thought it was strange. Although the Walker Brothers are strong, they are only SS-level players, and there is still a distance from the SSS-level players. How can they maintain a record of winning every battle?Has also attracted countless fans?

There are rumors on the Internet that the Walker Brothers will secretly drug the powerful champion before the game, or hire thugs to beat the opponent to a half-mutilation, and then drag them to the ring to torture them forcibly. Some players are obviously stronger than them. The home court has been stumbled, which is why the Walker Brothers can keep winning every game.

Chi Yu quite believed in this statement. After all, can such rubbish be expected to compete in an open and aboveboard manner?

But no one would bring these words to other people's occasions. As soon as Chi Yu finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from the speaker. The laughter did not make people feel the slightest joy, but instead revealed a bit of eerie perversion. breath.

A person appeared on the platform on the second floor, leaning halfway on the railing with a microphone in his hand, "Brother, this little thing seems to be coming for us."

The man was wearing short sleeves, with the two cuffs rolled up to the shoulders to reveal his muscular arms. His facial features were quite attractive, and his blue eyes looked at Chi Yu with great interest. At least at first glance, he didn't feel that they were so bloody and violent. Owner of the club.

As soon as he appeared, people below started cheering, and some girls were screaming.Sitting next to him was a man with a similar appearance. That man was obviously not as excited as him, shaking the wine glass in his hand, and his voice was weak, "Which person here is not here for us?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the screams below became louder, and some people shouted their names excitedly.

"Walker! Walker!"

Brother Walker looked arrogantly at Chi Yu, "Little rascal, the people here are much more arrogant, but if you want to fight us, you have to abide by our rules."

Chi Yu looked at him inch by inch with his gaze like a knife, but the curvature of his lips did not change, "Then what are your rules?"

Brother Walker made a hush gesture, and then fell silent, "Our rule is... to line up."

There was a sound of laughter from the audience.

"There are too many people who want to fight with us. If we can't fight, you can follow the rules and get the champion for four weeks first!"

As he spoke, he dropped the microphone and turned to leave. Chi Yu's lazy voice came from behind, "But I heard that you still have a rule. If you are a professional player who is about to participate in the World Championship, can you give priority?"

Walker stopped in his tracks.

Professional players are of course different from ordinary private players, and players who are about to participate in the World Championships are even more different, especially the group of dirty people gathered here are eager to pull a promising professional player away. to hell.

Hence the rule.

If you are a player who is about to participate in the World Championship, you can challenge them directly. Of course, it is not certain whether you will be able to participate in the World Championship after the challenge.

There was no sound in the audience, and some people began to whisper, "What is he talking about? Professional players? Just rely on him?"

Brother Walker finally came back, this time even the younger brother sitting next to him looked sideways.

"That's right, if you are a professional player who is about to participate in the World Championship, we will accept your challenge."

Players who sign up for the World Championship will get a pass card before the game. This card is not only their admission certificate, but also the only thing they can enjoy the player's privileges.Chi Yu fumbled in his pocket, and found such a pass card.

The people in the audience were silent, and the referee immediately took his access card and scanned it with the terminal, "Team Macaron, it's too late."

"Macaron? What team is this? Why doesn't it seem familiar?"

"My God, isn't Macaron the Gun God's team?"

"It's Gransim! He's the teammate of Gunslinger Gransim!"

Brother Walker's eyes changed instantly when he heard the name. He finally walked to the railing and stared at Chi Yu with those dim eyes, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Brother, since everyone has come to your door, we have no reason to refuse."

Brother Walker also laughed. He spread his hands and said respectfully, "Of course, how can you not give face to the gun god when you play survival competitions? We worship the gun god very much. Brat, so you have to challenge us Which? Or are you bringing a partner to play a doubles match?"

Chi Yu's smile remained unchanged, "It doesn't matter which of you two wants to come first."

Brother Walker paused, and then laughed loudly, "You want to hit the two of us? Little thing, don't push yourself too hard, even a professional player is half-baked, do you think you deserve it?"

"Then add me."

The door was knocked open with a bang, and there were two bodyguards blocking the man's entry. The man's golden hair and handsome appearance were like the light that lit up the dark arena. The moment he appeared, even The surrounding environment does not seem to be so dirty and chaotic.

Chi Yu was taken aback for a moment, the smile on his face finally faded, he never dreamed that he would see Lin Xihe here.And Lin Xihe stood at the door, looking at him from a distance across the crowd, silently accusing him of his self-assertion with a serious expression.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Lin Xihe clenched his fists without any trace, took a deep breath before looking at the man standing on the platform on the second floor, his hand hidden by his side trembled slightly, but his voice was full of momentum, " With me, are you qualified to challenge the two of you?"