Abyss Game: I am covered with cheats

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

In the city square, on a makeshift execution platform constructed from scattered parts, a rugged American man with a goatee was bound by countless power cords. He wore the uniform of the SCPD, with a police chief's badge pinned to his chest.

His gaze swept across the crowd below the platform, a throng of thugs wielding weapons, their faces twisted with madness and devoid of mercy.

Sin City, a place teeming with such terrorists.

Once, Sin City was a civilized city filled with friendliness and beauty. Back then, both the Razor Gang and the Biker Gang maintained a delicate balance with the police. Even if they engaged in some illegal activities in private, they dared not resist the police's enforcement.

Until one day, a psychopath with a face painted in white and ridiculous makeup, wearing a purple tailcoat suit, and speaking in an extremely insane manner, came to this city, and everything spiraled out of control.

He manipulated the darkness at the lowest levels of the city, using it like nourishment to give these thugs unprecedented motivation.

One after another, crazy plans were executed, and the police gradually became exhausted, even suffering the greatest blow to the police force itself.

As the chief, he exhausted his last strength to capture this crazy man and imprison him in a place that was theoretically impossible to escape from, but the situation was already out of control.

The Biker Gang, the Razor Gang, thugs, terrorists, and madmen were completely stirred up. The lighthouse of this city had disappeared, and they were like a ship without a destination, heading into the darkness of the deep sea without hesitation.

The chief wanted to turn the ship around, but he didn't have the ability.

Until today, he was even captured by the Razor Gang, who threatened to execute him directly in the square.

Boom—

With a loud noise, the executioner of the Razor Gang ascended the platform. His upper body was bare, and his black hair was like the bristles of a wild boar, providing excellent defense.

Standing at nearly two and a half meters tall, he looked like a small mountain on the platform.

He put a black leather hood over his head to prevent others from seeing his face, but in his hand, he held a blood-stained broadsword with a slightly damaged blade.

Since Sin City fell, this broadsword didn't know how many enemies it had executed for the Razor Gang.

And today, he himself would become a ghost under this broadsword.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Increasingly frantic howls came from below the platform, and even broken bottles and throwing knives were hurled towards the platform.

The chief just gritted his teeth and silently endured all of this.

At the edge of the square, a woman with tattered clothes and a thin figure hugged her malnourished child. Seeing the chief on the stage who could be executed at any moment, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. She shielded her child's eyes and fled timidly.

The chief saw this scene, and his eyes showed even more pity.

He knew that after his death, this city would become even more uncontrollable.

The innocent citizens who originally belonged to this city would inevitably be affected by these lawless thugs.

Unfortunately, with his ability, he could no longer make any changes.

Even wanting to escape from here was so difficult, like a luxury.

The executioner glanced at the time and found that it was appropriate. He raised the broadsword in his hands and asked the chief a question in a sharp voice.

"Do you have any last words? If not, I'm ready to start."

The chief smiled, but his eyes showed no smile at all.

"I have no last words, because I usually don't talk, I just take action.

"The only thing I want to do now is not to write my will, not to deliver my last words, but to arrest all of you thugs and lock you in prison, so that you don't come out again and disrupt the most basic order of this city."

The executioner silently listened to the chief's words, "Is that so? That's a pity. I gave you the opportunity to say your last words, but I didn't give you the opportunity to take action.

"If there is a next life, you can continue to serve as the chief in a peaceful place, instead of provoking people you shouldn't provoke in a place where you shouldn't be showing off your skills."

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Below the execution platform, watching the executioner further raise the broadsword in his hand, all the thugs erupted into even more enthusiastic excitement. It seemed that seeing the chief die in front of them was the best entertainment for these people.

The chief closed his eyes, "Even if I die, presumably new hope will be born in this city in the future. At that time, someone will definitely take my place and complete what I was not able to do."

The executioner didn't even want to say anything this time, and directly raised the broadsword in his hand, preparing to chop off the chief's head.

Because he also knew that things that shouldn't be delayed shouldn't be delayed. He should get things done early to avoid complications.

The broadsword was raised, and the chief was ready to accept the impact.

Although he never knew how painful death was, death was definitely not the thing the chief feared most.

Whoosh—

The broadsword fell, bringing a strong gust of wind, crushing on the chief's neck, making him feel immense pressure.

However, the blade did not chop off the chief's neck.

Without any warning, a laser-like beam of light shot out from a distance, actually knocking the broadsword in the executioner's hand back several inches, brushing against the chief's forehead and falling down, directly cutting the chief's hairstyle into a flat surface.

A burst of violent braking sounded, and a police car with a buzzing warning sound drifted to a stop not far from the execution platform.

The driver's side door was kicked open, and Xu Tong, who had activated Quick Step, stepped on the backs, shoulders, and heads of a group of thugs like a ghost, all the way onto the execution platform piled with discarded items.

Bang—

Xu Tong stood at the top of the execution platform, fired a shot into the sky, and took out the police badge from his pocket.

"SCPD is enforcing the law, everyone put your hands up!"

The chief was stunned and turned his head to look at Xu Tong nearby.

He didn't recognize this face, but the police badge in his hand was extremely familiar.

This is… police support?

He looked at the police car again and found that only Jia Yuanjia was left in the police car.

Support with only two people??

Bang—

Another gunshot rang out, and Xu Tong shouted, "Give up resistance, I have surrounded all of you. Anyone who doesn't want to break their hands and feet, or doesn't want to die, put your hands on your head and squat on the ground!"

Wait a minute, did I hear wrong?

The chief recalled what Xu Tong had just said.

You, alone, surrounded a hundred people here??

Are you kidding me?