Their bodies knocked over the small table; their blood stained the scattered poker cards red.
This commotion caught the attention of the two people standing on the balcony.
"What are you guys doing? How can you flip the table while playing cards?"
The two of them cursed, and one turned around to see what was going on. But he only saw the muzzle of a gun pointing directly at him.
He had just opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing in plea, but his head was shot through.
At this mont, the last person alive realized that the trouble was big.
Even though he hadn’t seen what happened behind him, with his forehead covered in cold sweat, he turned his back to Li Ang, slowly and shakily raised his hands high, and said, "Don’t be hasty... I didn’t see you... Whatever you need to do, do it, anything you want, take it, whatever you want to do, I can cooperate, just leave a life..."
He’s not an idiot.
The good buddy just standing next to him is dead, which ans the other three inside the room are surely dead too. Five in total, now only he’s still alive.
The four rowdy friends around him, although not considered top-notch, entrusted to be lookout and monitor the street, and are involved in this major gang operation, must have a certain level of experience, often fighting bravely, and their hands aren’t clean, they’re not rookies. They also had firearms, and among them, a few even had quite valuable magic artifacts implanted, which, when triggered at a crucial ti, even rcenaries could suffer if caught off guard.
Yet, like this, when that mysterious figure entered, none of his four buddies reacted. They didn’t even have ti to sound the alarm, let alone resist. All were killed by this man.
Even if he chose to resist, he’d undoubtedly et the sa end. But if he proves to have value, maybe there’s hope to live.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, he was temporarily spared.
He heard a cold voice from behind:
"Squat down, don’t turn around, slowly move into the room."
The guy complied.
After retreating into the room, he was told to squat by the wall, facing it.
He believed the most dangerous hurdle had been cleared. Since the mysterious person behind him didn’t take his life imdiately, it ant he was indeed still useful.
He summoned his courage and said, "You’re here for the goods we hijacked today, right? What do you want to know? Or want to do sothing? I’ll give you all the answers you want..."
"No need." That cold voice echoed from behind him, "Language is an inefficient way to convey information, not to ntion whether you’re lying is uncontrollable, I’d have to spend ti discerning. I have a faster thod."
The henchman from the Black Panther Group felt a sense of impending doom rise.
"Wait!..."
He tried to say more, but wasn’t given a chance.
A great force pressed against his back, pinning him to the wall. Unable to resist, he was turned over to face Li Ang’s face and deep eyes.
In that instant, he was lost.
Li Ang had already utilized his unbeatable hacking skills, enhanced by the integration of the Ancient Immortal legacy and granted by higher-tier Sky Net permissions, infiltrating the central chip of this guy’s brain.
He sifted through the mory stored in the henchman’s brain chip for about two minutes, finding what he wanted.
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