Doomsday Game: Buy the whole world from the subway station

Naluo City Trading Center.

trading floor.

Due to extremely cold temperatures, the entire city's power supply system has stopped and plunged into darkness.

More than twenty refugees were sitting around a huge fire, warming themselves by the bonfire.

"Do you think Kaban is really that strong? He was attacked by the boss and the others and he was beaten like this. More than 80 brothers died!"

A refugee wearing a clown mask said as he put the mouth of a bottle of whiskey into the hole in the mouth of the mask and took a sip.

When the companions around him saw this, they all laughed and cursed: "Joker, why the hell can't you take off that broken mask of yours?"

"Hey, that's not okay, I like clowns the best!"

The other person smiled, glanced at the location of the stairs, and then whispered:

"You said, this guy, Rougo, usually lets us go to other places to occupy territory, but today he called us back. Do you know why?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone became energetic and looked at each other.

Seeing that everyone was paying attention, the man laughed and took a slow sip of wine.

"Sir, stop nagging. If you don't say anything, we won't listen!"

"No, I'll tell you right away."

The man chuckled at first.

Then he whispered: "I'm suing you! No one is allowed to speak nonsense. Yesterday, Rougo and the others did not kill Kaban at all like what he said today."

"What? Caban is still alive?" Some people were shocked when they heard this.

This situation was completely different from what the meat dog told them in the afternoon.

Others also looked shocked.

"You can't believe it! We were all deceived by the meat dog, and everything he said was nonsense." The man showed a proud expression.

"Let me tell you, my cousin also went to participate in that battle last night. You don't know, how miserable it was!"

"Shut up, don't go off topic, what's going on in Kaban."

Others reminded again.

The man then said angrily: "My cousin said that Caban finally escaped through the sewer. Not only did he escape, but a dozen of his men also escaped together. Because of this, the meat dogs will kill us." Call back."

As soon as he said this, the other refugees didn't know Rougo's plan. They were afraid that Kaban would come to kill him and asked them to protect him.

"Damn, you know this fat pig didn't hold in his fart well."

"Okay, we're all back anyway, let's drink and drink, we'll talk about the rest later." The clown mask greeted, while passing the drinks at his feet to others.

"Come on, come on, drink!"

Half an hour later, the group of people was already swaying a little under the influence of alcohol. Under the sway of the warm flame, they drank wine from time to time and ate food from the pot from time to time.

"No, I'm going to put some water in!" Clown Mask struggled to get up and staggered towards the toilet.

"It's such a damn weather. If you don't run out of water, go to the toilet. Don't let you freeze."

"Go away, you thought I was you!" the clown laughed and cursed.

But when he came to the toilet, he suddenly was no longer as drunk as before.

Instead, he very alertly pressed his body against the bathroom door, listening carefully to what was going on outside.

Make sure no one is following.

Then he came to a urinal and took out a piece of paper and a piece of red cloth from the crack in the wall behind the urinal.

Just when he was about to open the note and check the contents.

Suddenly he felt a chill coming from behind him. Even though he was wearing polar combat uniform, he couldn't help but shiver.

I felt bad in my heart.

The toilet is occupied!

But that’s not right!

He personally confirmed that all the people downstairs were drinking around the bonfire!

These thoughts only flashed through my mind for a moment.

Immediately, a towel appeared on his mouth and nose, and he was immediately paralyzed and unable to move.

Tang Yu is wearing a [night cloak] and a [black mask].

Looking at the paralyzed refugees who had fallen to the ground with a thoughtful expression, he had sneaked in here long ago and had been observing these refugees outside, looking for opportunities.

This clown is also a person he focuses on because his behavior is so out of the ordinary that it is difficult not to attract attention.

It was confirmed from the virtual map that other refugees were still staying near the campfire.

Then he bent down and picked up the note and the red cloth from the hand of the refugee wearing a clown mask, and looked at the contents.

The next moment, a trace of shock appeared on Tang Yu's face. He glanced at the clown mask at his feet again, his eyes full of shock.

"Damn it, how come all these homeless people have moles and underlings?"

I saw the note saying:

[I want to take refuge with the butcher boss! After you get the people on the first floor drunk, try to get rid of the sentries on the second floor of the trading floor before ten o'clock. At ten o'clock, the butcher boss will bring people over from the main entrance to "slaughter the dogs". Remember to wear a red armband on your left arm and go to meet him. 】

Tang Yu's mood was really shocked at this moment.

This butcher is indeed a ruthless person. He wants to take the opportunity to kill the meat dog when he is weak!

Sure enough, he is an old yinbi, and this guy actually developed a mole inside the meat dog, and there are more than one.

The person who wrote this note should have a relatively high status. He might be the person who led the meat dog to Caban last night.

Tang Yu's eyes moved and a bold idea appeared in his mind, which made his heart beat a little.

Because this idea is so – so crazy!

Immediately, he looked at the clown mask lying on the ground, still in a paralyzed state. Through the three holes on the mask, he could see the fear and despair in the other person's eyes.

Tang Yu compared the height and body shape of the two people and nodded slightly. They were not much different.

Then he searched all the equipment and items on the other person and put them into the backpack space, while paying attention to the location of other refugees in the virtual map.

Glock-17x1, 6h5 bayonet x1, level 2 bulletproof vest x1, F-1 grenade x3, sterile gauze x2.

This guy's main weapon should be placed in the trading hall, and only some personal belongings are left.

Then Tang Yu directly took off the jacket of the refugee, including the clown mask on his head.

He dragged the refugee into a toilet cubicle and stabbed the other person's heart with a bayonet, which was very satisfying.

He pulled out the bloody bayonet from the refugee's heart, wiped the blood off the other person's clothes, and then took it back to the backpack space.

The refugee was now face down, with blood from his chest constantly gathering in the frozen toilet, and then condensing in the extreme cold, his body quickly freezing.

"Fuck... it smells so bad!"

Tang Yu looked at the mask that had already had some yellow stains, with a look of disgust and resistance.

He took out a bowl of mutton soup from the backpack space, ate it in a few mouthfuls, and his body refreshed the duration of the [Yang Qi Rising] state again.

Tang Yu then took off the [Black Mask] and the [Night Cloak] on his body.

After some psychological preparation, he put on the refugee's coat and mask.

Looking in the mirror in the bathroom, the difference was not very big, so he nodded with satisfaction.

He looked back at the lifeless body of the refugee.

Tang Yu closed the door of the compartment and opened the window that he had closed before. The cold wind brought snowflakes into the toilet, dispersing the bloody smell.

Then he imitated the walking posture of the clown mask just now, and staggered towards the group of refugees.

When Tang Yu staggered in the trading hall.

"Clown, I thought you fell in, and I was going to pick you up!" A refugee shouted to Tang Yu with a lisp.

"Nonsense, I found something good! Look what this is?" Tang Yu deliberately spoke incoherently.

On the other side, he lifted up the things he was holding in both hands.

All the refugees were drunk at this moment, groggy, and their eyes were blurry.

When Tang Yu deliberately imitated the clown's tone of voice, no one noticed anything wrong.

All of these people looked at the things in Tang Yu's hands, and then showed a surprised expression.