Chapter 91 Chapter 91 Live Hunting
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Mo Shiyu woke up in a lush forest.
He sat up, pressed his aching head, looked around calmly and indifferently.
One at 3 o'clock, two at 7 o'clock, four at 11 o'clock...
This seemingly primeval forest, an uninhabited place, is actually filled with infrared cameras hidden under the dense leaves. There must be countless pairs of eyes behind them, observing his every move.
"Live broadcast..."
What kind of drama will happen?
Mo Shiyu stood up and found a small label with a name on it pinned to his left chest with a paper clip.
【Iris】
Iris. This flower is also known as Alice.
Mo Shiyu looked around the forest. Was this a hint that he was Alice who had strayed into Wonderland?
This organization's naming ability is still so breathtaking.
There was no one around. Mo Shiyu took out the paper clip, straightened it, and rubbed it back and forth on his hair dozens of times.
He picked a leaf at random, found a puddle, placed the needle on the leaf, and then floated it on the water.
The leaves slowly turned on the water, eventually indicating the north and south directions.
Before leaving, Mo Shiyu looked down at his reflection in the water.
The scar from his sunburn was very light, and he had a light blue fishtail tattoo sticker on it. The fishtail just happened to be at the end of his eye, like an extended, swaying eyeliner.
Mo Shiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tail moved gently.
He didn't have a mobile phone with him and couldn't see the dark web, but he had an alias. The second alias logged into the dark web and broadcast the current live broadcast of the dark web to him in real time.
Just like the ancient nobles hunting prey, the prey was first put into the hunting ground and walked in the primeval forest with confusion and fear.
It’s like a variety show of live outdoor challenges, and everyone has a picture.
As expected, Mo Shiyu had the most real-time viewers.
"This year's princess! It's him! The trailer wasn't lying, he's back! He's still alive!"
"Growing your hair long! So classy!"
"The tattoo on the corner of the eye is too erotic..."
"It's the gray-haired one from two years ago! I still have the video without the face, but I didn't expect the real face to be even more stunning than I imagined..."
"Baby, look at the camera! I love you!"
"Family, I'm so excited!!"
"I brought all my belongings with me, and I'd be happy even if I could get a finger or a handful of hair."
"It may not be dismembered, it depends on what the boss who is in charge says."
"I remember this kid. He was only 18 two years ago. He was good-looking, but too young. I always felt like something was missing."
"I regretted not being able to bid for it back then, but I never thought he'd be alive and well now. I love him and hope his face stays that way forever. If he were to peel off my skin, I'd be willing to pay a high price to keep it."
"Tasteless necrophiliacs, what's so good about a cold, frozen corpse? I'd rather he live longer, hoping he can become a regular on this show. I'm sure countless crazy people will pay for him."
Mo Shiyu touched his nose.
It was difficult to understand all the languages in so many countries. He could only identify them based on keywords.
If you don't look at the specific content, these words look like ordinary video comments of fanatical fans chasing their idols.
But if you take the content into account, this is a bizarre crowdfunding murder game.
Mo Shiyu thought to himself that he was truly the dream idol of all murderers. This group of people had already discussed his death over a thousand levels.
He sharpened branches to use as a simple means of transportation and used them to push aside tree roots and bushes to prevent the poisonous snakes hiding there from biting his ankles.
"Ahh, he's my baby after all! While other people and animals are still foolishly calling for help, he's already exploring the map on his own!"
"So calm... and that simple compass too. Does he have any wilderness survival experience?"
"I'm actually more curious, why didn't his previous buyer want him anymore?"
"Not a good kid, huh? Just look at those eyes and you'll know he needs discipline."
Everything was silent around, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the faint sound of footsteps in the distance.
Mo Shiyu followed the simple compass he had just made and walked a few miles. He pushed aside the layers of green leaves and suddenly his eyes lit up.
There was a relatively open space in front of him. Mo Shiyu was forced to squint his eyes due to the glaring sunlight, but suddenly everything in front of him went dark.
He raised his head and saw a tall and strong man over two meters tall walking towards him hurriedly.
He was wearing a blood-stained sleeveless vest, with his two strong and powerful arms stretched out. The blood vessels on his tendons trembled slightly with his breathing.
He had a light yellow sack on his head, with two black holes where his eyes should be. Only when he got closer could he see a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring straight down at him.
He was dragging a huge bloodstained axe in his hand.
At this time, options appeared in front of the dark web screen.
[A. Torturing the beauty in front of you]
[B. Not interested, let him go]
[C. Dismemberment (only available for Black Gold users) (customization is acceptable)]
【Dear members, please choose. 】
So that's what live hunting is all about? Mo Shiyu curled his lips. It was such a perfect combination of flexibility and interactivity that it made people feel angry.
The answer appeared within three seconds, and almost the next moment, Mo Shiyu felt a strong gust of wind. He reacted quickly and leaned back, but the axe blade struck him mercilessly, and a bloody arc was immediately cut across his pale collarbone!
Not caring about the pain at all, Mo Shiyu took advantage of the momentum while the heavy axe had not yet been retracted to lower his center of gravity, pull away and create some distance, leaving the strong man's attack range.
Dark web results.
[Item A: 99%.]
Well, that's expected.
Mo Shiyu stood up and slowly wiped the bloodstain on his collarbone with his thumb.
The barrage was filled with a frenzy of licking.
"How come it's so beautiful?"
"It's so spicy, I'm dizzy."
"It's Jerry the Butcher!"
"Hurry and tie him to your butcher block! Scale this fish!"
"No! Baby, run away! I don't want you to be torn into pieces!"
Mo Shiyu gathered his hair and lowered his body suddenly. In the gap before the oncoming axe was raised again, he reached out from behind his waist and pulled out a blade that flashed with a biting cold light.
In the flying dust, a cold white lightning silently tore through the air, leaving only an elusive afterimage in the camera lens, and attacked the opponent's neck viciously and resolutely, as if a poisonous snake was delivering a fatal blow from the darkness.
This attack was truly stunning. The butcher, whose vision was restricted by the sack, was unable to dodge it quickly. He even only had time to twist his neck.
The next second, the bayonet pierced his collarbone deeply, and then was pulled out fiercely. Blood gushed out like a fountain in an instant!
The strong man fell to the ground, holding his neck, and let out a shrill scream of "Ah, Ah" that echoed throughout the forest, just like an uncivilized beast.
This strange scream attracted Mo Shiyu's attention.
He paid close attention for a moment and discovered that the strong man's tongue had been cut off, and the sack on his head was sewn to his face with fishing line.
This is an executioner specially dressed up to look like a game CG.
He himself was no longer able to take off this outfit on his own.
****
The butcher was aroused by the blood. He got up and pounced on him like an angry brown bear, as if he wanted to grab his waist and throw him down with his weight.
If this throw had been successful, Mo Shiyu wouldn't have needed to stand up.
In just a moment, Mo Shiyu found the right moment and kicked the fragile tendons on the butcher's foot with the tip of his right boot. As the opponent's body tilted, he raised his weapon and, from the blind spot of the opponent's vision, thrust the general through the hole in his sack, pierced his eyes, and nailed his head directly to the ground.
The butcher's body twitched violently, and blood kept oozing out from the cracks in the yellow sack that was sewn tightly on his head.
Those bloodshot eyes were filled with despair and pain, and they slowly solidified on his face amidst violent tremors.
Mo Shiyu closed his numb and painful eyes.
Apart from his beast-like strength and physique, the man in front of him had obvious weaknesses.
In order to fit the image of a butcher in the game, the sack on his head that cannot be removed limits his field of vision.
Even though there was a significant difference in height and weight between them, Mo Shiyu still managed to kill him fairly easily.
He sat over the body, slowly calming his breathing.
The barrage has already become a mess.
“Oh my god! Oh my god!”
"The butcher is dead! Extreme counterattack! One-on-one counterattack!"
"The size difference of at least 30kg was completely ignored. The timing of that sneak dagger attack was perfect. This is the work of a top-tier special forces soldier!"
"No, could it be that the cops came in undercover?"
"Impossible! He came here two years ago. I know him. He was beaten and bruised, huddled in a corner. He looked very young and beautiful. He was Chinese, only 18 years old at the time. There are no undercover agents that young in China."
Mo Shiyu gently raised his head, facing the direction of the camera hidden in the leaves, and slowly curled up a smile stained with scarlet blood.
In an instant, all the comments suddenly stopped for a few seconds.
It was as if the venom of a poisonous snake was injected into my throat through the screen. The piercing chill made my heart beat violently and knocked on my soul.
"Am I beautiful?"
Mo Shiyu spoke slowly.
"Since you like me... why don't you praise me in person?"
"I'm right here. If you want to kill me, fuck me, or abuse me, come here, come here."
He opened his cold grey eyes, stuck out his tongue, and licked the sweet blood from his wrist.
"Otherwise, there will be no chance again."
****
"Sir! Sir! Something bad has happened!"
The office door was pushed open heavily, and a reckless young official rushed in. Jyouno Caiju, who was sitting on a mahogany chair, moved slightly, and Suehiro Tiechang, who was doing push-ups next to her, also looked up.
"What's wrong?"
The young official spoke hastily and anxiously, "On the dark web live broadcast, a video of a human hunt in Slovakia, which started at 1:23 PM New York time on September 12th, showed what looked like the silhouette of a Worm Queen!"
"What?"
"Human hunting?"
Two voices rang out simultaneously, theirs being Tiao Ye Cai Ju and Suehiro Tie Chang. The former frowned suddenly, stood up, and strode out the door, "Turn up the video immediately!"
The gray-haired young man's whereabouts were missing a week ago, and they thought he had escaped from Neon.
In fact, he really left the country, only to reappear in Slovakia...
"Not good." A bad premonition flashed through Tiaoye Caiju's heart.
Not to mention that as long as we conduct an in-depth investigation into Mo Shiyu's past, it is not difficult to discover the relationship between this person and this country.
He was once trafficked to Slovakia.
It can be said that this young man's life, which was originally lived in the sunshine, was completely destroyed in Slovakia and forcibly transformed into the dark side of the world.
That gray-haired, gray-eyed insect queen who shot herself without hesitation, with almost no desire to live...
Why in Slovakia?
With his skills, there is no way he would be hunted and taken to a live slaughterhouse.
What is he thinking? What is he trying to do?
Tiaoye Caiju turned around and shouted sternly, "Leave immediately!"
No matter what, we must ensure his safety! Make sure he leaves the hunting grounds in one piece!
As Jyouno Caiju and Suehiro Tetsugu walked out of the office, he paused, turned around suddenly, and placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword.
A black muzzle of a gun was pointed at him, "Is it you?" Tiao Ye Cai Ju said softly.
The air fell into a strange and anxious silence.
"We are all employees serving this country. Are you going to point a gun at me for a criminal?" Tiao Ye Caiju looked at the man in police uniform. "I can revoke your position right now for disobeying military orders."
Hagiwara Kenji said slowly, "Someone once asked me if I were willing to save a child regardless of my position or nationality if I realized he was in danger."
"I agree."
"So, I don't care about the consequences of threatening you. If you want to go find him, take me with you."
Tiaoye Caiju narrowed her eyes. The handsome police officer's deep voice hinted at a firm resolve. Perhaps he was indeed useful...
At least last time, the gray-haired young murderer showed considerable sincerity to the police officer in front of him.
"Okay, follow me."
Tiaoye Caiju said slowly, "The helicopter is ready."
"Helicopter?"
"Yes." Tiaoye Caiju turned around, his red cape arcing in the air. He said, "The destination is Slovakia."
"The child you care about is currently in the human hunting grounds of Slovakia."
“…”
Hagihara Kenji's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Human Hunting Grounds...?"
"It's a transit point for human traffickers heading to Europe. Many tourists and trafficked people are auctioned off there. We've always known this, but it's out of reach. Even with powerful superpowers, we can't intervene in such a distant country."
"But now, we must save him."
Tiaoye Caiju's voice was heavy. "I have a bad feeling. Please hurry."
"Before that gray-haired murderer, who has no desire to live, does anything stupid."
During a long period of silence and quickened pace, Kenji Hagiwara saw the scene in the dark web live broadcast where the young man killed the butcher. The scene was captured by the camera and was so clear that it seemed as if it happened right in front of him.
It's the strength and skill of a professional killer.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
"Don't call him that. He has a name."
He is a kid from China, only 20 years old. He is only 20 years old.
The young man raised a beautiful and gloomy smile to the camera, like a sweet hook dipped in poison. This scene was really bewitching. No one with malicious intentions could escape the attraction he deliberately displayed.
"Those who want to kill me, those who want to abuse me... come find me, I am here."
The scene of the young man raising the gun to his forehead and pulling the trigger without hesitation, the scene of blood splattering on his forehead and falling to the ground, flashed before his eyes...
Xiaoxiaoyu, what are you doing?
****
Mo Shiyu didn't know that in addition to the villains, there were also several soldiers and police officers who were rushing over at full speed.
After he finished his show in front of the camera, he immediately changed his location.
The trafficking organization in Slovakia must have sensed something was wrong.
However, the surge in traffic at this moment made them choose not to close the live broadcast, but to continue to open the live broadcast option and add more staff.
However, they did not overestimate Mo Shiyu's ability. Therefore, for Mo Shiyu, the opportunity to fish in troubled waters was still great.
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