Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 67 Chapter 067

Collecting the corpses on the ground again, to avoid the excessive bloody smell from attracting the monsters, Link escorted the three into a small room.

Throwing out three pairs of handcuffs and letting them buckle their left foot, he lowered the muzzle and pulled down the rain cap of his jacket: “The two police officers on the left are very familiar, introduce yourself.”

Upon hearing this, the faces of the two named were hard to look.

It is not a good thing for the Chicago police to be familiar with each other. Those who say this to the face are basically enemies.

Including being issued a ticket for driving, or being caught in jail for extorting a sum of money before releasing it, it is the beginning of their daily work.

Those who were sent to jail, fell ill, or committed suicide were 70 to 80 to less than a hundred-this is only for one person.

In other words, there are two to three hundred people who have serious feuds with two people (including family and friends, etc.).

Others are the same, so the police must hold a group after the end, otherwise they will definitely die very quickly.

Seeing Link’s “face”, the two of them were stunned: What do you mean by wearing a gas mask?

Unlocking the lock and removing the mask, Link’s face finally appeared.

The two brains turned, but they were at a loss: Asian? This is not very clear.

Link laughed lowly: “Did you rob too many people? A few days ago, you stopped my car outside the supermarket, and you disliked me for not bringing anything for you to rob. By the way, I was driving a black car at the time. G500.”

Asian + good car + no gain, these three elements are enough, the two vaguely remembered.

But… Isn’t this unsuccessful? There can be so much hatred and resentment. Hope rekindled in their hearts.

Link smiled and nodded: “It seems that you remember, then let’s do a little question and answer game. Whoever lied, I will give him one… Well, bullets are precious, let’s break a leg.”

The faces of the three people collapsed immediately.

“So, there are only three opportunities, don’t miss it.” Link reminded friendly.

The three of them were at a loss, and immediately understood, they all lowered their heads and looked at their male key points: Fake, can this feature be counted?

Twenty minutes later, Link walked out of the room, naturally empty.

Thinking that these ground snakes could be more powerful, they deliberately told the story of being stopped, and gave the two people a little hope and a little more cooperation.

As a result, the interrogation produced a lot of information, but not much useful.

There is only one really important news-a giant black tree of astonishing height appeared in Grant Plaza on the shore of Lake Michigan, covered in dense fog, and most people can’t see it at all.

From the 100-meter-high building, you can still see a large area of ​​dense fog over hundreds of meters. There is the black giant tree, which basically coincides with the center of the dense fog wall calculated by the terminal.

When the Swat team went to investigate the dense fog, they were attacked by several giant monsters. They suffered heavy casualties and fled in a rout.

After this battle, the insiders in the police station completely lost the courage to stay in the city.

This news proves from the side that some of Link’s previous speculations are likely to become reality.

Other unimportant news also included some of the illegal deeds of the old Bull, one of which was colluding with the gang to provide protection for the trafficking of orphans for a long time.

All three of them insisted that they just heard about it and did not participate, and the other two were old Bull’s irons.

To be fair, Link can only let them go to see God together. It doesn’t matter who lies before their God.

Whether Old Bull’s business involves the orphanage where Link is located is also not important.

The three of them said dozens of names of “comrades”, and there was a terminal recording, and they took the time to write down their names in a notebook. When they met one and killed another, they would get revenge.

After getting rid of this group of scumbags, Link opened the doors of the temporary cells in turn and released the “bait people” inside.

He closed the protective mask again, holding an A2 rifle, which was still very deterrent.

More than forty people stood obediently in the hall. Link raised his hand and pointed at Lowther and Cod, who were behind him: “You two, are the leaders of the next action. Do everyone understand?”

Everyone looked at each other and replied sporadically, “Understood.”

Link nodded: “Now everyone goes to the counter to get weapons, one gun and two magazines per person, not many. There is a car outside, the two team leaders get on the first one, the others follow, and get on and off when they are full. , Do you understand?”

“Understood.” Everyone’s voice was a little louder this time, and it was already a surprise.

If you can distribute guns to them, it shouldn’t be because you want them to die-at least unlike those black bars that force them to feed the monsters empty-handed.

Link stood at a desk in the hall, took the initiative to pick up two AR rifles, and pointed at Lowther and Cod: “The leader is here to get the weapon, and get on the front armored car and wait.”

The brothers became the focus of attention, uncomfortable, and bit the bullet and went forward to take the gun and leave.

Link: “Magazines, two per person.”

The brothers quickly grabbed the magazine and started to walk outside.

The people behind saw that they could really get the gun, and immediately couldn’t hold back, and rushed towards the table.

Link raised his gun: “I said, one by one.”

Most of the people were honest, but two of them suddenly rushed out and grabbed the gun on the table.

Before the others reacted, they had already touched the handles of two slightly charged guns, and they wanted to raise the muzzle.

When Link placed his gun, he specifically pointed the muzzle towards his direction.

So they only need to raise the muzzle and pull the trigger to complete a counter-kill.

Then… Damn! despair!

The headshot close at hand is such an understatement.

The two bodies smashed on the floor in front of the table, with their hands still on the tabletop.

“what!”

“Ah!”

“OMG!”

Link’s muzzle slowly passed the crowd, and the hall immediately became quiet.

“After you go out, you can go wherever you want.” The low voice echoed in the hall: “But now, take the gun, get in the car, and leave in turn. Do you understand?”

No one said anything this time, but all nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

When everyone went out, Link put away the corpses of the two people at the table, feeling a little strange: Are these two guys brain development not complete, or think that his guns are not fast enough?

Habitually glanced at the backpack, and found that one was worth 2 energy points and the other was 3 energy points.

He frowned: The other living people basically only have a few tenths of energy points, and the weakest ogre of the neighbor Bob has only 2.5 energy points in total. How high are these two people?

Repelling this little doubt, Link walked out the door.

No one ran around and got in the car obediently as instructed.

I just showed it on the spot. You can take a gun and ride in a car if you are obedient.

No matter how stupid you are, you have to wait for the car to start if you are careful, and most people don’t even have the idea of ​​running away.