after falling asleep

Chapter 817

Onlookers had ducked behind the studio doors when Rohard fired his shots.

Rohard's sudden step on the steps made them put their hands on their waists subconsciously.

【Turns around and pretends nothing happened】

【Kill two bodyguards】

【Two guns, two asses】

Choose three!Of course you have to choose three!
After Mu Su pasted his name on option three, he shouted in his heart, wishing he could rush up and cut off the network of the transparent bridge.

When will you realize that "killing people alone does not make the enemy fearful".A psychopath who says he wants to kill you and a ghost who wants to kill you are two completely different concepts!
Simply killing an enemy with a gun will only make the enemy feel "huh, looks good but he will die next", but if every enemy killed has a gun in their ass or their own gun, each Enemies who see it and think "Is there something wrong with this guy! It's so fucking scary and I'm getting out of here!"

This is deterrence.

When a killer or organization leaves a mark after killing someone, they don't want to say "Hey, look at my symbol, isn't it beautiful?"

Musu really wanted to cut out the game and tell a story, but unfortunately the chat window never sounded, and no one read his short story or did not reply after reading it.

Either way, it is not suitable for Musu to tell another story.

In the screen, Rohard has stepped up to the last step, and the two bodyguards are running out of time for the players to choose.

The next moment, Cen Yingying and Transparent Bridge made choices almost at the same time—the names of option [-] and option [-] appeared side by side.

Cen Yingying insisted on her lone wolf route, and the team of Transparent Bridge was unable to recover!
Mu Su clutched his chest, feeling that he was in love.

Option [-] and Option [-] finally went dark at the same time, and Rohard's pace was quickened and firm, and he grasped the doorknob with his strong and powerful hands, and pushed it open!

The bodyguard behind the door staggered backwards when he was hit, and his companion quickly raised his gun when he was caught by a palm.

boom!
Shots rang out, leaving a bullet hole in the ceiling.

Rohard grabbed the wrist of the exploding watch and threw it over his shoulder, quickly took off his suit pants, and stuffed the gun belonging to the white police officer into the bodyguard's ass.

"Ow!"

A soul-shattering scream sounded at the door.Rohard quickly picked up the dropped gun and put it on the forehead of another bodyguard who just got up.

The bodyguard froze, dropped his gun and raised his hands in cold sweat.

"Turn around."

The cold-blooded chrysanthemum maniac Rohard spoke expressionlessly.

"If you're going to do anything... please do whatever you want, leave me alone, I just need money to feed my family."

The bodyguard squirmed his Adam's apple nervously and heard the screams of his companion beside him. He didn't know what kind of nightmare this colleague had suffered.

New options emerge.

【kill him】

[Let go of the bodyguard and then be shot black from behind by the bodyguard]

【The gun in my hand needs a holster】

Great!
Musu likes this choice.

Although Transparent Bridge chose option [-] for completing the secondary task [Whispers to Lure Death], Musu was very happy that Cen Yingying joined his team.

Only temporarily.

[The gun in his hand needs a holster] After the flashes dimmed, Rohard shook the muzzle of the gun again, and the bodyguard had to turn around slowly - he sneaked a glance at his screaming companion.Pang Guang had just discovered something vaguely, and suddenly a heart-piercing pain came to his mind.

Mr. Rohard, the cold-blooded chrysanthemum madman, picked up the gun dropped by the bodyguard and walked coldly to the corridor.

Exclamations and chaotic footsteps echoed in the depths of the corridor, and the people inside heard the noise. He didn't have much time, and he had to hurry up and find the fake Smith.

A bodyguard rushed to the corridor, was hugged by Rohard, who had been prepared, and hit the wall, and options emerged at the same time.

【kill him】

[Let go of the bodyguard and then be shot black from behind by the bodyguard]

【Treat constipation, one bullet at a time】

4:0:5, Musu and his little buddy are going on a killing spree!

A figure suddenly ran out around the corner, ran a few steps, then turned and ran away screaming—it was just an employee of the recording studio.

However, this employee is obviously also within Rohard's decision.

【kill him】

【Let him go】

【While you are looking at your butt, your butt is also looking at you】

incisive.

Lu Li——the grotesque scene flooded into his eyes, and Mu Su couldn't help but praise in his heart.Option three already has the déjà vu of his invincible wisdom.

Unfortunately, at 0:5:4, Mu Su was stabbed in the back by his temporary teammate Cen Yingying.

Just like what the three prime ministers of Britain, Henry John Temple, Benjamin Disraeli, and Winston Churchill, said: There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.

Rohard watched the ass out of sight regretfully, but fortunately, there were still many bodyguards in the studio.

【kill him】

[Let go of the bodyguard and then be shot black from behind by the bodyguard]

【Earth has eyes, trees have ears, buttocks have guns】

【kill him】

[Let go of the bodyguard and then be shot black from behind by the bodyguard]

【Survive forever without a butt】

【kill him】

[Let go of the bodyguard and then be shot black from behind by the bodyguard]

[The next excrement flight will be postponed forever]

【kill him】

[Let go of the bodyguard and then be shot black from behind by the bodyguard]

[When the pistols marched southward]

……

In the corridor leading to the recording studio, the screams were like purgatory. Seven or eight bodyguards in black suits fell on the corridor floor, moaning in pain over and over again.

I don't know who stipulated it. When there are more than one person fighting, there will always be some guys rolling around on the ground covering their bodies.

No one died, and Musu's repeated victories were probably due to the benevolent Cen Yingying who couldn't bear to see the cruel scene of dead bodies everywhere.

Even though it's pretty bad with howls everywhere--

"Don't... please let me go..." A female employee huddled in the corner in horror, tears and nose mixed together, and begged Rohard who was walking.

Rohard stopped in front of the female employee.

"Where's Smith?"

"What... what...?"

"Where's Smith?" Rohard repeated indifferently.

"In...in the upstairs office." With trembling fingers, he pointed to the stairs beside him.

Without saying a word, Rohard walked upstairs and knocked open the wooden door of the office.

The old age is splashing, and with Rohard standing at the door, the camera then takes the entire office into the frame.

The glossy fake Smith hid under his desk, shaking from the loud bang of the door.

"Let me go! I'm Smith, you must have heard of me! As long as you let me go, I can give you anything!" A voice came from under the table.

Options emerge at this moment.

【Kill Fake Smith】

【Tell Fake Smith that everything is over and it's time to return everything to the original owner】

【Give him a decent ending】

The players disagreed at this point.

Not surprisingly, Musu and his friends chose option three, and Cen Yingying chose option two. If Musu didn't want to succeed, Transparent Bridge should stand with Cen Yingying.

But Transparent Bridge does not want to choose this way.

Because option two may have unexpected episodes.

(End of this chapter)