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Chapter 593 Live to see people, die to see corpses

The hunting groups all wear advanced night vision equipment, and they can have a good vision even in a dark secret room under the IR fill light.

Therefore, the darkness in the unfinished building did not pose any obstacles to them.

The old fisherman and other six hunters entered the building and began to act according to their respective division of labor. Only Yuga was looking for power sources around the building.

The unfinished building can be built to its current height, and there must have been a circuit to pull it here before.

As long as Yujia finds the high-voltage power distribution room for power supply and reconnects the disconnected circuit of the construction elevator, the construction elevator can be operated again.

Although it is illegal to connect the circuit without permission, in a game of killing, would anyone care about this?

Obviously not!
It was precisely because Yuga did not enter the unfinished building that more than 100 members of the mafia came over in a mighty manner, and he was quickly discovered by him.

Looking at the large crowd that appeared in the night vision goggles, Yujia frowned into the word Chuan.

Pressing the radio reported: "Hey guys, something's not right, I saw a bunch of people, all with dicks in their hands, approaching the building fast."

"how is this possible."

The old fisherman was shocked by the news, and asked repeatedly: "How many are there? Can you tell who they are? Are you sure they are walking towards us?"

"Shit, hell, I saw that too."

Before Yuga could reply, Edman, who was standing guard at the bottom of the east staircase, interjected, "I know these guys. I saw these damn bastards at the cannery this morning. They are the mafia of the union."

As soon as Edman's words came out, the atmosphere on the radio instantly condensed.

Why did this group of mafia appear here?What is the purpose of their coming here?What is their behavior like?

The hunters here are all clear in their hearts.

"MD, how did they get the news, how could they know that the prey is here." Trive roared angrily on the radio.

"Calm down, Trive."

The old fisherman scolded Trive very dissatisfied, and asked in a serious tone: "Edman, can you see how many people are there? I need an accurate answer."

Edman said out of breath: "I ran to the second floor now, and I can see many, many people. The building is almost surrounded by them. There are at least 2 people."

"MD Fark!"

"Holy shit."

"Go tmd, are these bastards crazy?"

Hearing the number Edman said, a friendly greeting broke out on the radio, making the atmosphere even more grim and depressing.

100+ armed mafia, this is no joke.

Even if the hunters have been trained by professional sandmen and have rich experience in how to hunt, they don't have the confidence to dare to be tough with so many people.

The most important thing is that there is no need to kill the fish and break the net. Hard work is not good for both parties.

The old fisherman has more experience and a calmer mentality as he gets older. He did not act impulsively. After a little thought, he made a decision: "Guys, it seems that we have to give up this hunting. We don't need to fight for a prey with the black hand The party clashed.

The mafia should also come for the prey. I suggest sending him alone to communicate with them. Since they want the prey, we will give them this place.

If the prey can escape again, it will not be too late for us to continue the hunt in due time.

If the prey dies in the hands of the Mafia, we will not lose much. The cost of participating in a hunt is not worth mentioning compared with living, is it? "

The old fisherman's decisive decision, taking into account various factors, is indeed the best solution to the current situation.

After all, there is actually no conflict between the hunters participating in the hunt and the mafia.

If you can communicate face to face, you can completely avoid conflicts with each other and get away from the mafia siege smoothly.

Of course, there is a premise.

The premise is that the Mafia is willing to communicate.

What hunters enjoy is the thrill of hunting, and they don't come to fight with the mafia, let alone take the blame for their prey's troubles.

Fight to the death with more than 100 mafia coins, only a fool would do it.

"Okay, just do it."

"We have no conflict with the Mafia, and it should be resolved peacefully."

"We still have opportunities in the future, and we don't care about this hunt."

The old fisherman's decision was in line with the wishes of the other hunters. No one stood up to object, and they expressed their views by radio.

The old fisherman said, "Yuga, you can go."

"Shet, shall I go?"

Yuga's tone was very dissatisfied, and he retorted: "You are the initiator of the hunting group, and you are also in command of this hunting group, and you should also be in charge of communicating with the mafia."

The Mafia is a violent gangster group, let alone one that comes with a vengeful rage.

Yujia is very clear that going out to communicate at this moment must have certain risks. If he can transfer the risks to other people, he will definitely be more happy.

"In order to avoid misunderstanding, the sooner the better, you are the closest, shouldn't you go?"

After the old fisherman finished speaking in a cold voice, he deliberately retorted: "When you assigned the task just now, your job was the easiest. Why didn't you object then?"

"..."

Yuga was checkmate and could not refute.

It took several breaths before he spit out: "Fuck, working with you on this hunt is definitely the stupidest decision I've ever made in my life."

The rant is over, what should be done still has to be done.

Yuga took a deep breath with reluctance, and walked out from the hiding place. In order to prevent accidents, he was collapsed by the mafia.

Two or thirty meters away from the mafia member in front, he shouted: "Hey, guys, stop for a moment, can I talk to your boss?"

Keeping a safe distance far enough, coupled with his tone and attitude, Yujia felt that the mafia would definitely send someone over to contact him when they heard the call.

However, what he never expected was...

The Mafia did respond, but instead of sending people over to negotiate, seven or eight people raised their guns and shot indiscriminately.

"Da da da da..."

Pistol and submachine gun bullets hit his face, but Yuga's foresight saved his life.

If it weren't for the fact that the mafia members didn't have night vision equipment, and Yuga started shouting at a distance of 30 meters, the mafia could only see a vague figure.

Under this sudden burst of random gunfire, Yujia would definitely be smashed into a sieve on the spot.

Add the first lonely ghost to this unfinished building site.

When the old fisherman heard the gunshots, his heart tensed, and he asked loudly through the radio: "What's going on? Why are there gunshots? Yuga, what did you do?"

(End of this chapter)