Stocking up for the end of the world: Erha took me and my best friend to become well-off

"Do you have guns?" Yang Qing asked again.

"No, no, how come we have guns?" Zhang Li shook his head quickly.

"What about Wang Jun? He doesn't have one either?" Yang Qing asked. She remembered that the person who attacked from behind at the farmhouse that day had a homemade gun.

Zhang Li shook his head uncertainly, "Probably not. We escaped from the prison together at that time, and he has not been to other places."

"There were no security guards in the past? There was no gun in such a large research institute?" Yang Qing was confused.

"I don't know about this. Our country has always strictly controlled guns. We also interrogated those security guards before they were alive. They said they seemed to have guns, but they were locked in the basement. They would only be taken away when a major incident occurred. come out."

"When we entered the research institute, something happened suddenly. The people in the basement locked the downward passage as soon as they realized something was wrong, and we didn't get the gun," Zhang Li said.

Yang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, that's okay.

However, we still cannot rule out the possibility that they have homemade guns.

"Then don't you have any homemade guns or blunderbuss?" Yang Qing asked.

Zhang Li shook his head, "We don't have one. I'm not sure if Brother Jun does. He stayed outside for a short time when he escaped. It's hard to say whether he got any weapons."

"Are you all wearing the same clothes?" Yang Qing asked again.

Judging from the uniform Zhang Li is wearing, it should be a security uniform.

"Yes, Brother Jun asked us to wear them. He said they looked comfortable. These are the uniforms of the former security guards. They all belong to us when they die."

Yang Qing nodded, that would be easy to handle, at least the wrong person should not be killed.

"Let's talk about the situation in the building and the layout of each floor." Yang Qing continued to press the dagger.

"The building has four floors in total except for the basement. The first floor is mainly the canteen, and the staff dormitories are next to it. However, the original security guards, chefs and cleaners were all killed by Brother Jun. Now the slaves live there..."

"Slaves can't come out. We have keys and can come and go freely."

"The second floor used to be the researchers' dormitory, but now we live there."

"The third floor is the activity room and gym, and now it has been transformed into Brother Jun's entertainment place."

"Brother Jun lives on the fourth floor. We are absolutely not allowed to go up there without his permission. Sometimes we are only allowed to go up to play on the third floor..."

"Comrade, if you confess, you should be lenient and if you are not strict, I have told you everything I know. Can you let go..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Qing slashed the dagger in his hand and sent Zhang Li to the west.

They had done bad things to begin with, but now that they had seen their own faces, how could they let him go? If he stayed, it would be trouble in the future.

Yang Qing took out a bunch of keys from Zhang Li, put away the flashlight and electric baton, took off his coat and hat, and threw the body into the bushes.

Put on Zhang Li's coat and hat, with the brim pulled low.

After thinking about it, I took out a black mask from the space and put it on.

He walked back to the security room and opened the door with the key. The security guard inside was holding a magazine and looking at beautiful women without looking back. "Why are you back so soon? Are you lazy again..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Qing raised his gun and made a "pop" sound, sending a little red directly.

the second.

As soon as he pressed the door button of the security room, the door opened directly.

Then go inside.

There was a hall in front, brightly lit, and there were sounds of people talking and fist-pumping coming from inside. It seemed like someone was drinking and having late-night snacks.

Yang Qing walked over and saw a canteen. Four people in security uniforms were sitting at the table eating.

There were two people standing next to them, one helped them pour the wine, and the other helped them pass the food and towels.

There were actually two people kneeling on the ground, who were used as stools to step on.

Yang Qing's face darkened, and without saying a word, he raised his gun and made four "pop, pop, pop, pop" sounds, killing four people.

The people on the side were so frightened that they held their heads and said with horror on their faces, "Don't kill us, don't kill us!" One of them secretly raised his head and looked at Yang Qing. Seeing that her face was covered, he suddenly thought of something, "Comrade, you are a special police officer." Are you here to save us?"

Yang Qing was noncommittal, "The door has been opened. You should escape quickly."

Several people were still a little hesitant, one of them ran away, and the others stood up and ran out when they saw that he was fine.

One of them ran to the door and turned back, "Comrade, I have two female colleagues upstairs. They are..., can you go and save them?"

Yang Qing nodded, "You go first, we don't have enough manpower to take care of you!"

"Thank you, thank you!" The man felt relieved, took one look at Yang Qing and ran away.

Six, Yang Qing silently made a mental note.

After walking out of the cafeteria, he went to the dormitory opposite and knocked on a door. The man looked at Yang Qing in fear, thinking he was going to arrest him again.

"You are free, call the others and leave!"

The man's eyes widened in disbelief. When he saw the person lying on the ground in the cafeteria opposite, he suddenly became excited and told the people in his dormitory to run away.

Someone knew someone else and called people from other dormitories. The people who had just ran out were shocked when they saw the uniform Yang Qing was wearing.

Just as he was about to scream, Yang Qing shushed them and pointed to the door, "Run!"

She grabbed one person and asked him to inform the others, while she took out her pistol and headed to the second floor.

The man thought she was a policeman, nodded happily, and hurriedly helped to call others.

Yang Qing didn't care anymore. She had already reached the end of her life, and those who didn't leave would be asking for their own death.

When he reached the second floor, he looked up and saw that there were surveillance cameras, but Zhang Li said that surveillance was useless. Yang Qing took out the key and opened the door.

The door lock should be installed at the back, and the facial scanning system on the side has been dusted and should not have been used for many days.

There are two rows of dormitories inside, which look very high-end, like rest pods in science fiction movies. Each occupied dormitory has a sign with a light on.

Yang Qing took a look and found that the lock was originally unlocked with a fingerprint, but maybe someone in the basement destroyed the program. The fingerprint lock didn't work, and the door handle opened as soon as it was turned.

Yang Qing walked in directly, and the man in his sleep died without knowing what happened.

Yang Qing used a silencer, so the sound was not loud and did not affect the people in other dormitories.

And judging by the decoration of the dormitory, the sound insulation should be very good.

The seventh one, Yang Qing thought silently in his heart.

Anyway, there are probably no good people on this level, so kill them all.

Continue to the next dormitory.

The ninth, the tenth, the eleventh...

When they arrived at the next dormitory, there were actually two people inside. Yang Qing raised his gun and "poof", it was the twelfth one.

The other man screamed and hurriedly pressed the button beside the bed. A sharp buzzer suddenly sounded outside the door. Yang Qing was shocked, raised his gun, and shot him dead.

When she exited the dormitory, the red light at the door suddenly went out again.

In the basement, the man in the wheelchair looked at the surveillance camera in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the alarm was lifted in time, otherwise this comrade would be in danger.

However, the buzzer just now woke up some people, and some people walked out of the dormitory.

"What was the sound just now?"

"What happened?"

Yang Qing raised his gun without saying a word.

Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen...