I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

On the screen next to the private room seats, new options appeared:

Daggers, axes, drills, chainsaws...

Borg stroked his clean-shaven chin, thinking with interest.

He remembered what he had seen before. Before being killed, the fish would jump on the chopping board, and then the butcher's knife would cut it into two large pieces, and its flesh would bounce due to the impact.

interesting!

When he was interested, he chose the axe and entered 1 million euros.

Borg wanted to see how the elasticity of the girl's flesh would compare to those salmon.

In another private room, Vernal swiped on the screen and stared at the various tools above. There were dozens of knives alone.

"Professional! Professional enough!"

To this end, Vernal showed an excited face and muttered to himself.

"What kind of props should I use? I like blood splashing and minced meat flying. Perfect things must be incomplete and incomplete! This is the real perfection!"

"What to choose? What to choose?"

He looked at the girl on the transfer bed, who was constantly struggling in the panic, her fingers were dancing excitedly, and the mechanical watch on her wrist reflected a cold shimmer.

"this one!"

Vernal chose the electric drill, then looked at the bidding amount of each tool on the screen, and found that the axe had rushed to the first place, so he dropped 2 million euros in one go.

There are too many specific tools, the choices are scattered, and the bidding amount is also reduced, and the money is enough to win.

20 Sure enough.

When the time was up, the end result was the drill of his choice.

Looking at this result, Borg in the private room seemed to have guessed something, shook his head and smiled: "Every newcomer is always so anxious."

His tone was as if he wasn't killing someone, just buying a cup of coffee.

On stage, as the final result emerged, people in full protective suits were also instructed to remove the drill from the tool rack and connect the power source.

As soon as the button was pressed, the drill suddenly rotated at a high speed and made a "humming" sound.

"Dear gentlemen, the wonderful performance is about to begin, thank you for your support!" A voice came from the announcer.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!!!"

The bound girl also seemed to have guessed what was about to happen, and in one of the despairs that could not break free, she could only look at the man in the protective suit with pleading eyes.

But what looked at him was a pair of indifferent eyes.

...

The elevator arrived and the door slowly opened.

Zheng Wenjun and others came out. On the passage, another set of independently operating cameras turned on the recognition. In just a few seconds, they were judged as strangers.

Immediately, a red light flashed in one of the passages, and a dark muzzle appeared from the weapon hole on the wall.

"Intruder, stay where you are! Otherwise, fire will be fired immediately." The electronic synthesis voice said.

Zheng Wenjun and the others looked at each other and ignored it, still striding forward.

This action immediately triggered the threat mechanism, and in an instant, the dark muzzles burst into bright flames, and bullets hit like a torrential rain.

"Dangdangdang..."

The bullet hit the armor of the dark night, and the continuous sparks splashed.

Zheng Wenjun and the others were like warriors who were allowed to be hit by the storm, marching forward firmly, unshakable, as if the bullet had really turned into a painless raindrop.

"The performance area is at the end of the passage. There are many secret doors on both sides of this passage, leading to the resting and activity area of ​​the guards. The area linked by the passage on the left side of the performance stage is detaining a large number of victims."

Simon's voice said.

"Rush to the stage immediately, where the situation is urgent," Kevin said.

Zheng Wenjun quickened his speed: "We'll be there soon." He said, and quickly crossed the passage where the programmed firearms were armed.

At this moment, the smooth walls on both sides suddenly cracked open door after door, and then a large number of fully armed personnel poured out.

Compared with the manor on the surface, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, only a dozen black suits are arranged for security, but there are not so many scruples in the underground space.

With high salaries, he raised a full 30 retired soldiers of the Gallic Foreign Legion, all wearing body armor and holding short submachine guns, and stationed here for a long time.

Because the philosophy of human trafficking organizations is: "The best defense is power and networks."

Therefore, since this place was built, it has never been invaded, and the stationed personnel have not really fought for a long time.

In addition, when one came here, what he saw turned out to be five people wearing dumb black sci-fi battle armor who walked through the passage of death unscathed, so, just like the security on the ground, they were a little stunned.

Things that seem to be commonplace in the movie, once put into reality, are actually quite deterrent.

The dark color, the height of nearly two meters, the broad and majestic body...

What is this doing? Making a sci-fi movie? Super hero?

"Fire!"

The commander of the armed men was dumbfounded, and immediately roared.

"Bang bang..."

Just like the previous repeat, Zheng Wenjun and others were baptized by the bullet storm again, and then, under the shock of kinetic energy, they stepped forward step by step in the eyes of this group of people who were getting more and more frightened.

"What the hell is this! Submachine guns are completely useless!"

Someone asked fearfully.

"move back!"

Under the oppression brought about by the opponent's step-by-step approach, the armed men subconsciously retreated.

At this time, the five Zheng Wenjun had already walked to the front of the armed men.

"Fuck for the tiger!"

Zheng Wenjun glared coldly, said something in a low voice, and then stabbed the electric baton in his almost falling posture. After a few seconds, he rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

Louise, a former baseball player, was more violent. She didn't use electric current.

The two sides have been closely intertwined.

The armed men on the back saw their companions blocking the front, and they didn't dare to shoot again for a while, but when they saw the destructive state of the other party, they panicked and wanted to flee back.

"Don't run! Keep shooting!"

The commander took out his pistol to coerce him, but these people ignored him and got in through the door.

Although they used to be soldiers, but now they are members of a criminal organization, don't expect them to have the courage to fight to the death.

The commander, who was terrified and exasperated, turned his head, and was almost stuck on the chest of the Dark Night Armor.

The channel was silent at this point.

The commander swallowed his saliva, slowly raised his head and looked up, facing the steel face, trying his best to squeeze out an ugly smile.

"Go to hell! Street Fighter! Big bad guy!"

Chen Shunsheng roared in the armor, but the sound was isolated and not transmitted. With a slap, the armed personnel slapped the head of the commander against the wall, and then fell straight down.

...

Inside the room.

"Dear guests, guess where our doctor will start? It must be enough to stimulate, but it must be guaranteed that the target will not die within ten minutes."

"Guess who guesses right, we will send you a beautiful gift, we guarantee you will like it!"

Borg smiled and watched, watching the man in the protective suit walk towards the girl, shaking the electric drill in his hand, as if thinking about where to start.

at this time--

Tiny headsets in the ears sound the alarm.

Qi suddenly changed his face.

There is no information about the security on the surface, and the underground has already been invaded, which means that those people 077 in the manor above have been quietly killed.

The strength is not bad, come prepared!

Although he was very confident in the passage of death, he got up quickly and said calmly to the bodyguard and waitress next to him:

"Wait for me here, I'll go to the bathroom."

Then he swiped his card and pushed the door out. He touched the wall a few times, and the secret passage opened for a while. When he walked in, everything returned to its original state.

Borg was able to get to where he is today, relying on enough caution, and the bodyguards around him could not let him know his true identity, otherwise he would have died under the calculations of his brothers and sisters.

On the stage at this time, the man in the protective suit held the electric drill firmly and walked towards the girl's eyes.

Looking at the drill bit that was getting closer and closer to him, the girl was already wailing in agony, blue veins popped out all over her body, and her eyes were full of tears.

The commentary on the announcer sounded at the right time: "Oh, it seems that there is already a result, it's the eyes! Only one distinguished guest guessed it. After the performance, we will send gifts to..."

The drill was less than ten centimeters from the girl's eyes.

The sound from the speaker stopped abruptly.

The lights in the performance stage and in the various private rooms went out at once, and the audience fell into complete darkness.

"Huh? What's going on?"

In one of the private rooms, the richly dressed people suddenly became a little restless, and the bodyguards with them were even more vigilant.

"What the hell is going on? Is there something wrong with the power system? Then open the door and let's go back."

someone said.

suddenly--

The lights are restored, and the audience is bright.

And on the performance stage, there is already a figure wearing a burly armor...

ps: Thank you for your support! 108 I really can't find any sensitive words, and the app is blocked, so I'm going to pray to the editor for great help. I'm sorry for delaying your reading experience! .