Chapter 144
After all, it is not a formal competitive game, so there cannot be a complete supervision system to ensure fairness and justice. Therefore, even if the rules are announced before the game starts, the manipulators behind the scenes can still change them at will according to their own preferences. But it's not really up to you. You can ignore the opinions of the one hundred or so people participating in the game on the screen, but you can't ignore the opinions of the six people present. Especially now that the team drawn by Vaughan has a clear advantage, Giles wants to erase this advantage and make the two teams fight on the same level again, so naturally he needs to seek Vaughan's opinion.
Fu En frowned slightly when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the big screen in front of him. With the high-definition camera, darkness cannot be concealed and the indoor situation can be seen clearly. Even as they were talking, Isaac's team lost another member, who, like the previous one, died the moment darkness fell. The clown's throwing knife flew out again, piercing deeply into the target's eye socket, killing him with one blow.
The Joker has already killed three people, his movements were quick and efficient, without any delay. He easily killed more than half of the members of an elite team, but he himself was unharmed, and even the other party didn't know his identity. There is no doubt that he currently holds an absolute advantage. Even if he is given a little surprise as Giles said, it does not seem to have much impact. After all, there are only two people left on the other side.
However, Fu En knew very well that things were not as simple as they seemed. The Joker killed three people. Except for the first one whose throat was cut, he wasted a dagger on each of the remaining two people. This is a uniformly issued weapon, and each person only has one. The reason he has two is that one of them came from the good-for-nothing woman hiding in the corner.
If he turned on the lights now, without the cover of darkness, he would immediately be exposed to the only two remaining members of Isaac's team.
A sneak attack and a fair fight are two different things. The Joker could easily kill three people with a sneak attack, but when facing two people from Isaac's team head-on, let alone killing them easily, he would probably have trouble even escaping unscathed, because he had no weapons in his hands. And there is a hidden danger. If the woman hiding in the corner is accidentally exposed, she will definitely hold him back.
So, the Joker's advantage is not as great as it seems.
If Vaughn wants to be the final winner, he should reject Giles' proposal and let the darkness continue to cover the Joker.
but……
"I think they will like your surprise!" Vaughn replied with a smile.
Victory is nice, but this is a special place. What they want to see is not a battle without suspense, otherwise they would not have specially formulated game rules to prohibit the use of long-range weapons. They only want to see the scene of a sharp blade breaking through the flesh and blood gushing out.
"I think so too!" Giles stretched out his hand and called over the black assistant in a black suit. He gave him a few simple instructions, and the assistant took his orders and retreated. He walked quickly to the door, pushed it open, and gently closed it, while using the intercom to contact the staff in charge of controlling the lights.
Yang Xinyao hid in the innermost corner of the cinema, hugging her knees with her hands and her chin resting on them, almost curling herself up into a ball. Ever since Jing Ling said someone was coming, her heart instantly tightened.
She hated watching horror movies the most, but that sad female voice kept ringing intermittently, and the sound poured into her ears from all directions. And the horrible sound of a crying baby. Even though I know it's fake, I still feel scared subconsciously when I'm in such a dark environment where I can't see my hand in front of me.
Time suddenly seemed very long, and every second was extremely unbearable.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and suddenly two loud noises came from the direction of the door. I was caught off guard, my body trembled uncontrollably, and I almost screamed. Fortunately, she still had her senses and remembered what Jing Ling had repeatedly told her before. She knew not to make any sound, so she quickly reached out and covered her mouth tightly.
Soon after, there were humming sounds and slight noises of collision coming from the other side of the cinema, followed by someone speaking. It was those people who came later, and among them the one called Grote met with an accident.
It goes without saying that it was Jing Ling who took action.
The person who was called didn't respond. Was he unconscious, or... dead?
Before she could think about it carefully, the second and third cases soon appeared. The people who broke in should be a whole team, five in total. She heard three names, and they were different people who spoke, and no one responded. This means that there should be only two people left on the other side now.
How long has it been? Got a minute? Or less? Jing Ling dealt with three people, no matter they were unconscious or... dead, such strength was beyond imagination.
No wonder he was specifically asked to participate in this mission...
Yang Xinyao suddenly became distracted.
With a slight sound, all the lights in the room suddenly lit up without any warning, brightly illuminating the entire space.
Yang Xinyao came back to her senses all of a sudden and closed her eyes abruptly. This is human instinct. After staying in the dark for a long time, when you suddenly see the light, your eyes cannot adapt for a while.
Why did the light come on? Is it over?
As she was thinking this, she heard shouting from the other side, mixed with anger and pain.
"team leader!"
Yang Xinyao subconsciously opened her eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from. My eyes haven't fully adapted to the sudden light yet and they feel a little stinging. She blinked rapidly, then opened her eyes a crack. Her vision was slightly blurry, but it was enough for her to see what was happening.
There were three figures in sight, one was Jing Ling wearing a clown mask, and the other was a black man with a shaved head. Both of them were standing. On the right-hand aisle, the bald man is in the middle. There is another person wearing a mask with a square K pattern, who should be the captain mentioned by the bald man. He is sitting, or it would be more appropriate to say lying on his back, in the second to last row of the right seating area, close to the middle aisle. I couldn't see his expression through the mask, but I imagined it must be scary. Because he was dying, he was sitting there with his body twitching visibly. A dagger pierced his neck from the side, the blade was completely inserted, and only the handle was left outside. The knife must have severed the carotid artery, and blood gushed out instantly, splashing onto the surrounding seats.
At such a close distance, watching the process of a person's death with my own eyes, my vision seemed to be dyed red by the splattering blood. Yang Xinyao widened her eyes in horror and covered her mouth tightly with her hands. The force was so great that it seemed as if the mask on her face was fused with her skin.
Jing Ling could see clearly even in an environment without any light, so the sudden light had no effect on him. And before the lights came on, he actually had a guess in his mind, because the song from the speakers stopped so timely, at the moment the door was kicked open. Of course, the possibility of coincidence cannot be ruled out, but he prefers to believe that someone is manipulating it behind the scenes.
When these people came in, he recognized them as members of Isaac's team, the last team in the draw. Calculating the time, they should have just entered the venue not long ago. It has been a short time since the game started, and most teams are in a wait-and-see state. It is impossible for them to fight to the death as soon as they come in. In other words, the outside world was relatively calm during this period, which was extremely boring to the people behind the camera. When they saw that the two teams were about to meet, they naturally paid attention.
Jing Ling could roughly guess what the people behind the scenes were thinking and knew what they wanted to see. Following this point, he could come to the conclusion that they might make some tampering along the way. In this place, the only thing they could do behind the scenes was the lights.
He was prepared for this.
People who have received professional training can adapt very quickly from a dark to a bright place. The members of Isaac's team are all experienced mercenaries, so it certainly won't take them several seconds to adapt like ordinary people. However, no matter how fast they adapted, they could not compare to Jing Ling, not to mention that he was well prepared and knew their location. So less than a second after the lights came on, the team leader received a fatal knife wound to the neck.
Theoretically, Jing Ling only had two daggers, which were stuck in the bodies of the first two victims, so there shouldn't be a third knife flying out. But the place where he was standing now was right next to the body of the first person who had his throat cut to death. Needless to say, the source of the dagger was naturally from touching the corpse.
Four of the five-man team died, leaving only the last one. If the manipulator behind the scenes hadn't been meddling, he could have easily resolved the battle with just a single blow, but now he has no choice but to fight head-on.
As teammates died one by one and witnessed the death of their captain, one can imagine the sadness and anger of the bald man who was the only one left in Isaac's team. Under extreme emotions, a person's strength can also present two extremes: either being fragile and vulnerable, or having potential reached to the limit. And this bald man is obviously the latter.
Although he was angry, he did not completely lose his mind. Instead, he became more cautious. Even though he spotted Jing Ling, he did not attack rashly. He tested the enemy little by little, and got closer little by little. When the swords finally came into contact, his eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, fierce and scary.
Mercenaries are a profession that requires them to live on the edge of a knife and risk their lives. All the skills they learn are for survival, and their survival often means killing the enemy. Every time the bald man attacked, he was extremely cunning and vicious, and every move was deadly, without any fancy moves. An ordinary person would be finished in one encounter with him.
However, Jing Ling is not an ordinary person. To a certain extent, he has even surpassed the scope of human beings. Facing the attack from the bald man, he could even be said to be at ease, but what he showed was that they were evenly matched.
Isn't this what those people behind the scenes want to see? He performed it for them with the self-cultivation of an actor. Although he didn't want to do this, it was better to avoid trouble at this time, so as to prevent them from continuing to interfere in the affairs here and attract people from other teams. No matter how powerful he is, there is a limit. After all, he is just one person, and there are auxiliary professions in the corner that need protection.
After dozens of rounds of attacks and dodging with the bald man, he pretended that he couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed in the arm. The force and angle were precisely calculated, and a cut was made on his sleeve. It looked very serious, but in fact it was just a minor flesh wound that would heal in a few days. He used this to gain an opportunity to attack, and the dagger in his hand pierced the opponent's abdomen, where the kidneys were. The blade penetrated the flesh completely and then turned over.
Soon, the last member of Isaac's team also died in his hands.
The whole process lasted less than ten minutes, and the team that broke into the cinema was completely wiped out.
He wiped the bloody dagger clean, put it away, and walked towards the corner. There, Yang Xinyao was curled up, and her movements showed how frightened she was at the moment. He walked up to her and stood still. After two seconds of silence, he said, "Do you think I don't have to kill anyone, and I can just drive them away?"
Yang Xinyao didn't say anything.
Jing Ling continued, "But there are only two of us, and we are not qualified to negotiate with a team of five. This is just the beginning. You have no choice but to get used to it as soon as possible."
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